Outside the house, there was a knock on the door mixed with Mu Danian's curses.
The more he scolded, the more unpleasant it became.
The more he scolded, the more excited Mu Danian became.
There was such a big movement, but no one from the old Mu family came out to see it.
Whether it's Ms.
Lin, who usually has a sharp ear, or Mrs.
Mu, who monitors the whole family as if they are prisoners.
At this moment, Huang Bitao hoped that if these two people showed up, no matter whether they beat or scold her, they would just get Mu Danian away.
"Go away, I won't open the door," Huang Bitao, covering her ears, shouted at Mu Danian outside the house.
Mu Danian's hand hurt from the hammer, but Huang Bitao didn't open the door.
He said harsh words: "You bitch, sooner or later you will come over and beg me."
Outside the door, when it became quiet, Huang Bitao was so cold that she lost consciousness.
She got up from the ground, changed into clean clothes, hugged her legs and cried for a long time.
By the time Huang Bitao stopped crying, an unknown amount of time had passed.
She opened the door, took her soaked clothes, and went to the yard shivering.
I originally wanted to wash clothes, but there was a young man standing in the yard.
He was holding a piece of clean clothes and was about to dry them.
"Why are you holding your clothes?"
Huang Bitao trembled and said one word, Mu Dalang said.
"I met Fengzi on the way to fetch water.
I asked him, at this time, I should help you wash your clothes.
He said that it is cold in winter, so girls should touch less water.
It is not good for the body.
In the future, winter clothes , let me wash it.
I asked the third aunt about the clothes to know which parts were dirty and how to wash them.
After washing, the third aunt gave me a pass.
She said it was no problem, and my grandma and mother will not find fault with you. " Mu Dalang explained to Huang Bitao why he was holding the clothes, and also explained that he learned this from Lu Yuanfeng.
When he spoke, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth.
He is still young, and it may be difficult for him to shoulder the burden of a family, but sharing some small things for Huang Bitao is just a trivial matter.
"Why are you crying?
Don't worry, I won't tell Naihe Niang that I washed these clothes."
Mu Dalang put down the clothes in his hands and ran towards Huang Bitao.
Step by step, he slowly walked into Huang Bitao's heart.
Mu Dalang put the clothes in Huang Bitao's hand into the wooden basin aside, and then grabbed Huang Bitao's hand.
A biting coldness hit him, and he almost let go of Huang Bitao's hand in excitement.
"It's so cold.
Fengzi really didn't lie to me.
How can I wash clothes with such cold hands?"
Mu Dalang said.
After saying that, he grabbed Huang Bitao's hand and rubbed it gently.
Friction can generate heat.
After a few times, Huang Bitao's hand gradually became warmer.
Mu Dalang stretched out his hand and helped Huang Bitao wipe away her tears.
"Aren't you ashamed that you are still crying when you are such a big man?"
Mu Dalang said.
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Everything in front of him seemed to be in a dream, completely warming Huang Bitao's cold body.
Huang Bitao greedily felt everything in front of her, and all the unhappiness she had felt before was temporarily left behind.
"Da Lang, let me dry the clothes.
You go inside, it's cold outside."
Huang Bitao said.
"You go in the house.
I am a man with a strong body.
From now on, if my mother and grandma give you the job of doing laundry, you just put the clothes aside and I will wash them.
You can check whether they are clean or not."
Mu Dalang said while drying his clothes.
Huang Bitao was not idle either and helped out.
The two of them worked hard and soon the clothes were washed.
There was only one piece of clothing left, which belonged to Huang Bitao.
Mu Dalang glanced at it and said casually: "Bitao, why do I think you wore this piece of clothing this morning?"
Huang Bitao was startled.
She was suddenly afraid of telling Dalang what Mu Danian had done.
After all, that person is Dalang's fifth uncle.
Of course, what Huang Bitao was more afraid of was what Mu Danian said.
No matter how good it is now, one day she will be the one abandoned "No, you remembered it wrong."
Huang Bitao hurriedly denied.
Mu Dalang didn't think much about it.
He never paid attention to such small things.
But in the future, he has to learn, just like Fengzi, he can handle big things and pick up small things.
"You go in the house.
It's just one piece of clothing.
I'll take it from Third Aunt's house and knead it, then run it through some water.
She was also washing clothes just now."
Huang Bitao nodded and watched Mu Danian go to the third room.
After a while, Mu Dalang not only got back his clothes, but also two sweet potatoes.
The red sweet potato was held in his arms, and the clothes were casually placed on the long bamboo pole where the clothes were dried.
Mu Dalang took Huang Bitao's hand and entered the room.
He went out for a while, and when he came back in, he held a bundle of straw.
"Bitao, let's make a fire and cook some sweet potatoes."
The sweet potatoes were given by Yu Siniang, and the straw was taken from the utility room of Lao Mu's house.
Two people were in the room and lit a fire.
As soon as the fire started, a lot of the cold air on Huang Bitao's body was instantly dissipated.
As for the sweet potatoes, after the bundle of grass was slowly cooked, they were not yet ripe.
Huang Bitao and Mu Danian still insisted on finishing them.
At noon during lunch, Mrs.
Mu's roar came from the yard.
"Whoever killed me with a thousand swords stole a bundle of grass from me.
Damn it, it's something to die for."
This shouting deceived many people from the old Mu family.
Including Ms.
Lin, who had slept like a dead pig in the room before.
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"Mom, what are you yelling about?
Why was it stolen?"
Ms.
Lin asked.
"Grass, a bale of hay.
Yesterday, the wife of the Ma family in the village asked me to borrow a bale of hay.
She said that there was no fire in the house.
I was thinking about whether I could borrow this thing or not, so I didn't borrow it.
I didn't expect that stinky woman to come.
Stolen."
Old Mrs.
Mu kept spitting.
Mrs.
Lin responded angrily: "Then you go find that stinky bitch Ma.
Why are you yelling in the yard?"
"You think I'm thinking, this Ma family is so courageous, if I don't curse a few words, I will find trouble later."
This is Mrs.
Mu's consistent style.
If you want to fight with someone's family, you must first scold that family thoroughly before looking for trouble.
"Yes, then go quickly," Ms.
Lin urged.
In the room, the sound of the two people talking, no matter how loud or small, reached the ears of Mu Dalang and Huang Bitao.
Huang Bitao was a little anxious.
She said, "What can I do now?
My mother is going to make trouble for Ma's sister-in-law, but we are responsible for this."
Mu Dalang shushed Huang Bitao softly: "Don't say anything, the Ma family's daughter-in-law is not very fuel-efficient and can handle my milk.
And about this bale of straw, don’t tell anyone else, just pretend you don’t know. " Mu Dalang pointed to the ash remains on the ground.
Huang Bitao hesitated, "Is this really okay if I know about it?"
"It's okay.
Anyway, we got this grass in bundles, so it doesn't matter if we use one bundle.
And you don’t know Nai’s temper.
If you knew it was us, we would definitely get nothing good from you
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