Ran Ran sat in the basket, full of confidence in herself for the future.
When they got home, Jiang Zhile put down the basket, lifted Ran Ran out, squatted down and said to the girl: "Ran Ran, farming this matter—"
When Ran Ran heard of farming, she suddenly felt as if she was smashed with blood, and her tone was serious: "Daddy, we will be farming tomorrow!"
Jiang Zhile frowned slightly.
Ran Ran's tone hesitated: "Daddy, are you tired?"
Before Jiang Zhile could speak, he reassured him again and again: "Daddy, we have to rest when we are tired. We won't go this afternoon. We'll go early tomorrow morning!"
Jiang Zhile: "..."
Jiang Zhile didn't speak, Ran Ran thought her father agreed. She moved her short legs to the side of the bed and wanted to lie down.
Jiang Zhile saw Ran Ran licking her lips, "Did you not drink water?"
Ran Ran lowered her head and shook her head in embarrassment, "Ran Ran can't boil water."
He was stupid.
Jiang Zhile then realized that he was careless. He usually drinks the well water directly or cold water directly. Ran Ran is still young.
Don't talk about hot water now, she almost didn't even have to eat rice. The first few meals were bought by Jiang Zhile.
Jiang Zhile stood in front of the stove. After thinking about it, he still had to burn the fire to cook. Then he looked at the ruined house around him. The house also had to be repaired.
"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhile filled the pot with water and bent over to start the fire.
"Eat steamed sweet potatoes." Ran Ran said without hesitation.
"What else do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhile, who failed to make a fire, began the second try.
"Eat gnocchi." Ran Ran thought that Daddy didn't like it, so she thought about another one.
This little guy is so cute. Want to eat eggs now?
"What else do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhile choked his cigarette for the third time, and finally burned the fire.
"Eat, eat Pacman Rice?" Ran Ran started to worry again, there was only a little rice at home, but there were still beans, and they were gone after eating.
Seeing Daddy's gray head and face, she slowly climbed down from the bed, took out her wiping cloth and small basin, wanted to scoop water and found that there was no water in the bucket.
While Jiang Zhile was squatting to add firewood, a little soft hand put on his face, and the little hand wiped and wiped it.
"Achoo" Ran Ran, who was trying to wipe daddy's face, sneezed, and a layer of dust landed on her face.
Jiang Zhile has froze.
When did this little one come!
Didn't this child use to sit obediently. Now wants to play with father's face?
"Ran Ran, sit down, don't come over." Jiang Zhile said quickly.
"Daddy, ranran wipes your face." Ran Ran was serious, daddy's face was not yet wiped clean.
When Jiang Zhile quickly took people away from the stove, the white radish had turned into gray radish, and her little hands had become dirty.
Jiang Zhile used to get along with Ran Ran seldom. He usually went to the town to copy books and read books. Sometimes he read books at home. Ran Ran either went out to play during the day, or was at home, which was very quiet at home. She never disturbed him.
There seems to be little communication every day, and Ran Ran seems to sit with him during dinner.
Jiang Zhile is not worried either. The villages on the border are relatively united and safe. Seeing that the little girl is not thin or bullied, there should be no problem.
Until this time of separation, the father and daughter were living in a small broken house, and the time to get along suddenly increased.
Jiang Zhile was a little uncomfortable with the little girl's closeness.
He asked the little girl to sit down, and said a little stiffly: "Daddy is boiling water, wait until the water is ready to wash face."
Nodded slowly and touched her deflated belly. Thinking of the chicken outside, Da Da Da ran out.
Jiang Zhile glanced outside, slowly adding firewood.
Ran Ran was looking for eggs on the ground.
There is no chicken pen in the house to prevent the chickens from running away by themselves. The chicken is tied to the tree and the other end is tied to the chicken feet.
In the past two days, she has fed wild vegetables to the chickens, but have not laid eggs. She clearly remembered that when the old lady raised chickens, the hens could lay an egg in almost a day.
Squatting on the ground slowly, looking for eggs little by little, the doubts in her mind ranged from "why didn't you lay the eggs" to "has the eggs been picked up?"
Thinking of the taste of the eggs, Ran Ran couldn't help drooling, wishing to stare out the eggs.
"Ran Ran." Jiang Zhile shouted outside when the water boiled.
Hearing Daddy's voice, she slowly lay down the egg and walked back.
When she arrived in the house, Jiang Zhile had already poured the water into a small basin to cool off, and the two bowls had also reached hot water. They were not placed on the table, but directly on the floor beside the bed.
Jiang Zhile: "Drink again when it's cold."
Ran Ran smiled, "Daddy is awesome!"
"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhile asked, flipping through the inventory.
"Sweet potato? Beans rice? Gnocchi?" hesitated.
Ran Ran sat in the basket, full of confidence in herself for the future.
When they got home, Jiang Zhile put down the basket, lifted Ran Ran out, squatted down and said to the girl: "Ran Ran, farming this matter—"
When Ran Ran heard of farming, she suddenly felt as if she was smashed with blood, and her tone was serious: "Daddy, we will be farming tomorrow!"
Jiang Zhile frowned slightly.
Ran Ran's tone hesitated: "Daddy, are you tired?"
Before Jiang Zhile could speak, he reassured him again and again: "Daddy, we have to rest when we are tired. We won't go this afternoon. We'll go early tomorrow morning!"
Jiang Zhile: "..."
Jiang Zhile didn't speak, Ran Ran thought her father agreed. She moved her short legs to the side of the bed and wanted to lie down.
Jiang Zhile saw Ran Ran licking her lips, "Did you not drink water?"
Ran Ran lowered her head and shook her head in embarrassment, "Ran Ran can't boil water."
He was stupid.
Jiang Zhile then realized that he was careless. He usually drinks the well water directly or cold water directly. Ran Ran is still young.
Don't talk about hot water now, she almost didn't even have to eat rice. The first few meals were bought by Jiang Zhile.
Jiang Zhile stood in front of the stove. After thinking about it, he still had to burn the fire to cook. Then he looked at the ruined house around him. The house also had to be repaired.
"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhile filled the pot with water and bent over to start the fire.
"Eat steamed sweet potatoes." Ran Ran said without hesitation.
"What else do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhile, who failed to make a fire, began the second try.
"Eat gnocchi." Ran Ran thought that Daddy didn't like it, so she thought about another one.
This little guy is so cute. Want to eat eggs now?
"What else do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhile choked his cigarette for the third time, and finally burned the fire.
"Eat, eat Pacman Rice?" Ran Ran started to worry again, there was only a little rice at home, but there were still beans, and they were gone after eating.
Seeing Daddy's gray head and face, she slowly climbed down from the bed, took out her wiping cloth and small basin, wanted to scoop water and found that there was no water in the bucket.
While Jiang Zhile was squatting to add firewood, a little soft hand put on his face, and the little hand wiped and wiped it.
"Achoo" Ran Ran, who was trying to wipe daddy's face, sneezed, and a layer of dust landed on her face.
Jiang Zhile has froze.
When did this little one come!
Didn't this child use to sit obediently. Now wants to play with father's face?
"Ran Ran, sit down, don't come over." Jiang Zhile said quickly.
"Daddy, ranran wipes your face." Ran Ran was serious, daddy's face was not yet wiped clean.
When Jiang Zhile quickly took people away from the stove, the white radish had turned into gray radish, and her little hands had become dirty.
Jiang Zhile used to get along with Ran Ran seldom. He usually went to the town to copy books and read books. Sometimes he read books at home. Ran Ran either went out to play during the day, or was at home, which was very quiet at home. She never disturbed him.
There seems to be little communication every day, and Ran Ran seems to sit with him during dinner.
Jiang Zhile is not worried either. The villages on the border are relatively united and safe. Seeing that the little girl is not thin or bullied, there should be no problem.
Until this time of separation, the father and daughter were living in a small broken house, and the time to get along suddenly increased.
Jiang Zhile was a little uncomfortable with the little girl's closeness.
He asked the little girl to sit down, and said a little stiffly: "Daddy is boiling water, wait until the water is ready to wash face."
Nodded slowly and touched her deflated belly. Thinking of the chicken outside, Da Da Da ran out.
Jiang Zhile glanced outside, slowly adding firewood.
Ran Ran was looking for eggs on the ground.
There is no chicken pen in the house to prevent the chickens from running away by themselves. The chicken is tied to the tree and the other end is tied to the chicken feet.
In the past two days, she has fed wild vegetables to the chickens, but have not laid eggs. She clearly remembered that when the old lady raised chickens, the hens could lay an egg in almost a day.
Squatting on the ground slowly, looking for eggs little by little, the doubts in her mind ranged from "why didn't you lay the eggs" to "has the eggs been picked up?"
Thinking of the taste of the eggs, Ran Ran couldn't help drooling, wishing to stare out the eggs.
"Ran Ran." Jiang Zhile shouted outside when the water boiled.
Hearing Daddy's voice, she slowly lay down the egg and walked back.
When she arrived in the house, Jiang Zhile had already poured the water into a small basin to cool off, and the two bowls had also reached hot water. They were not placed on the table, but directly on the floor beside the bed.
Jiang Zhile: "Drink again when it's cold."
Ran Ran smiled, "Daddy is awesome!"
"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhile asked, flipping through the inventory.
"Sweet potato? Beans rice? Gnocchi?" hesitated.
