Soft and cute Zaizai wins in the era article

Of the three sons, the eldest is not with her all year round and married a wife she is not satisfied with. As for the second son, he has not even been with a serious partner in his thirties, and only the third son is by her side.

It's true that he got married young and gave birth to a fat boy, but his wife, in the words of her sister Wen Minghua, is too lazy and would rather starve to death than cook by herself.

The third child is also playing with a hammer and a stick all day long. She estimates that most of the money Guo Mingfeng and his wife have earned over the years have been spent on him.

Fortunately, Guo Cheng'an is a good boy, he is both a money-maker and a filial piety. It's a pity that he has a younger brother who chews on the old. Yes, as for her sister, a person who still cares about his parents' money when he is an adult is a gnawing on the old.

Wen Hehua thought to herself, this really sounds like that.

"No, if I go to rest, your mother will be the only one working in the kitchen."

Is it time to understand?

But Guo Chengping could remain indifferent and didn't know what he was thinking. He just stood and returned to the living room.

"Ugh!"

In the end, Wen Hehua could only sigh deeply.

……

Wen Minghua on the other side was stunned for a moment when Guo Mingfeng told her that Guo Chengan went to Mongolia:

"Didn't he still exist yesterday?"

Yes, Guo Chengan asked her yesterday if there would be anything particularly important recently. At that time, she asked him that it was already the Chinese New Year, so she just needed to ensure that the supply of goods in the two supermarkets was sufficient.

Then, Guo Chengan went to Mongolia?

No, what was he doing in Mongolia?

"In the letter he left, he said he was going there to have a look. My mother and I guessed that the girl should be over there."

Guo Mingfeng told Wen Minghua about his couple’s speculations:

"This brat, he wanted to go even after the Chinese New Year. He's fine now. His mother is still scolding him at home."

Wen Minghua really didn't know about Wei Hongying's trip to Mongolia. When she heard Guo Mingfeng mention it, she couldn't help but frown.

What can Wei Hongying do if she goes over there?

Wei Hongying went to Mongolia Province to support teaching.

It was a dark day, so she cleared the snow outside the yurt where she lived. When she returned inside, her hands and feet were still stiff from the cold.

The cold wind was blowing outside, and the sounds coming from it were particularly scary in the dark night. Seeing that it was getting dark, she had to put aside her work of picking up cow dung.

Because once it gets dark, she won't be able to find her way home outside. It won't be a big deal if she freezes to death, but it will be worse if she encounters a pack of wolves or something like that.

So even though the cow dung at home wouldn't last more than a few days, she didn't dare run out again in the dark.

When she first came here, she didn't know what was going on. She only heard that cow dung should be stored for the winter. After school, she ran out to pick up cow dung alone. Who knew that she didn't come back until it got dark, and then she got lost.

If the nearby herdsmen hadn't seen the light of her flashlight from a distance, she might have thrown herself into the wolves' mouths that night.

After that, she never dared to go out before dark.

However, she was still anxious when she thought about the little cow dung she had hoarded, which might not be enough for a week.

If she were in Beijing, she could still find a way to get some coal, but here, besides cow dung, she really couldn't think of any other way to spend this cold winter.

With the faint light, she huddled quietly in the blanket, her hands and feet not getting warm for a long time, but except when cooking, she couldn't bear to light the cow dung again.

Go to sleep, she won't be cold anymore when she sleeps.

She wrapped the blanket around her again and was about to close her eyes when someone seemed to shout outside. She suddenly opened her eyes, holding a flashlight in one hand and quickly picking up the ax next to the bed for self-defense.

Immediately afterwards, she moved to the door and listened carefully to the sounds outside. Yes, I called her.

But here, except for the students in the school, few people knew her. Why did he come to her after it was dark?

She seemed to have remembered something, then turned around and opened the cabinet, took out a biscuit box, picked it up and hurried out:

"I'm here, who has a fever?"

The only thing she thought about was that among her students, some of them had high fevers but did not have antipyretics at home.

Because before the holiday, she told them that if someone at home got sick, she had some medicine here, so they must remember to come to her.

"Hongying, it's me."

The deep and powerful voice was very close, causing Wei Hongying to pause in her trot. She couldn't believe the voice she heard:

"Cheng'an?"

His voice trembled and tears burst into his eyes. When he saw that blurry figure, he couldn't stop it.

"Cheng'an."

Guo Cheng'an ignored the people following him and strode forward to tightly hug the beauty he had been missing so much. The next moment, he hugged the petite person who still couldn't believe it was him and walked towards the yurt behind her. go.

He turned a deaf ear to the exclamations in his arms. All he could see in his heart was Wei Hongying's hands and face that were red from the cold, and her eyes full of tears.

There was no warmth in the yurt, which made his heart clench:

"Why don't you light a fire?"

After asking, I realized that I had asked a stupid question. Apart from not enough cow dung for heating, what other reason could it be?

He put the person on the bed made of wooden planks, took the blanket on the side and wrapped the person, regardless of whether she was still in a daze, turned around and went out again.

Guo Chengan glanced at the two people he brought:

"You guys go back the same way tonight and bring something with you tomorrow."

As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper from his bag with the flashlight in one of them's hands, and wrote a lot:

"That's all I can think of for the moment. Ask the locals, what else do they need for winter?"

Seeing the worried looks from the two of them, he waved his hand.

"Go ahead, there are still herdsmen around here, I won't be in danger."

Fortunately for him now, he listened to Gu Jijun and brought two bodyguards with him before leaving the capital, otherwise he wouldn't be able to find anyone to help him.

The conditions here are so bad. Now that he has arrived, how can he let Wei Hongying stay here alone? As for taking her away, he knows that she will not be willing without asking him.

After seeing the two of them off, he returned to the yurt.

Wei Hongying was still wrapped in a blanket by him, but she was half lying down. Now she sat up. When she saw him coming in, her face was full of confusion.

He came closer, looked at her intently for a while, then pushed her, turned over and pressed her forward, and pressed his lips against hers while she refused and exclaimed.

He pressed against her pink lips in an almost sadistic manner, not caring about her clenching her teeth and refusing to cooperate. He didn't stop until the taste of blood came from their lips:

"Does it hurt?"

He raised his hand to touch her lips, which finally had blood color, and gently wiped away the blood from the corners of her lips with his index finger. His eyes darkened.

(End of this chapter)