Song Chengyi also said: "Yes, we will connect to the wiring tomorrow, and the sight will not be good at night, and the power repair will not be safe."

"Okay, then you don't need it if you don't want it. Wait, I'll get the candle."

The two of them walked back with candles, and Ning Yue said, "Uncle Changgeng is very enthusiastic, and Aunt Hua is also very good."

"Well, when we were young, every household was not rich and lacked food and clothing. Everyone didn't like others to come to their house for dinner, especially the half-aged boy, who was not polite and ate too much, and it was not easy to drive out people. At that time, we were young and didn't know much about the world. Anyway, when we went to anyone's house to play, we were so excited that we didn't know how to leave when we arrived at the meal. Many people did, and when the meal was ready, they kept it on the stove and kept it hot. The children wouldn't eat until they left. Only every time they went to Uncle Changgeng's house, there was no vegetables, and even if it was corn, they had to make us two bowls of drink. "

"Did you three love to play with Uncle Chang Geng's children when you were three kids?"

"Well, when I was here, I had a strong relationship with Baoshan and Baozhu. When I arrived in Pingjing, it was Chu Hao and the others. They had a lot of fun together, but they had a good relationship, and usually only had one or two."

Ning Yue nodded. This is how people have a network of relationships. There are many friends, but there are only a few who are really strong in relationships: "By the way, I just saw that the candles given to us by Uncle Chang Geng were red? Could it be that any son in their family used to marry? Are the candles used to light them all white?"

"There are customs everywhere, right? Let's say that white candles are unlucky. All the candles sold in stores are either red or yellow. However, more people still like to buy red ones."

When I got home, I burned hot water in the light of the candle and took a shower alone. The moment that Song Chengyi was looking forward to finally arrived.

The candles were lit all the time, flashing fires, printing out the overlapping figures in the tent.

Ning Yue didn't know when the candles burned out, but she only knew that when she fell asleep, the roosters in the village had already started to crow one after another.

Song Chengyi, who had enough food and drink, hugged his wife and slept for a while. When the morning light of the sun shone into the room, he got up, feeling refreshed and energetic.

I didn’t have much ingredients at home, so I cooked a white rice porridge. When it was about to cook, I stopped adding wood. I used the remaining heat from the stove to run to the city by myself.

First, I went to the vegetable market and bought some fresh-looking vegetables, dried peppers, peppercorns, onions, ginger and garlic and other seasonings. I also bought a little. No matter what ingredients are, my wife can just take them back and get delicious food.

Then I bought wires and tools. When I was running home, my wife was sleeping soundly with her pillow in her arms.

Song Chengyi first put the bought Yeerba and jelly in the kitchen, and then replaced the aged wires.

I ran to the city in the morning and was sweating all over. He took a shower again. It was ten o'clock and Ning Yue had not yet gotten up.

Song Chengyi went to the room and pinched the little woman's nose: "Little lazy man, get up."

Ning Yue muttered and patted his hand away: "I can't get up, I'm sleepy." Then she turned over and continued to sleep.

Song Chengyi approached her ear: "I bought peanut and sesame stuffing, and spicy jelly, are you sure you can't eat it?"

Ning Yue opened her sleepy eyes, looked at him, and made a difficult decision: "I'll get up and eat later."
Chapter completed!