Ch 12: Remember it Forever

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Chen Hu wanted to help more, but his parents would not agree.

Su Sanlang patted Chen Hu’s shoulder. “You don’t have to be so formal with me. Go home and rest.”

Chen Hu was not his biological brother, but he was like one.

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After watching Chen Hu walk into the moonlight and return home, Su Sanlang also packed up and returned to the house.

As the ancients used to say, it was common to kick someone when they were down, but it was rare to offer timely help.

Su Sanlang would never forget Chen Hu’s friendship.

As soon as Su Sanlang entered the house and lay down, he realized that Madam Zhao was still awake. He could not help but ask, “Why aren’t you asleep? Did Simei disturb you?”

Madam Zhao smiled and said, “No, Simei is very obedient. Sanlang, Hu must have come to help us.”

Su Sanlang nodded. He reached out and gently touched the sleeping Su Xiaolu before lying down. He said, “He’ll help me fix the roof. It’s been really sunny recently, so it might be cloudy soon. I’ll go and bring some chestnuts back tomorrow and come back early. Then, I’ll go and cut the weeds for the rest of the day. Huzi will come over and help me weave it at night. Then I can renovate our roof.”

“It’s been hard on you.”

Madam Zhao had too much sadness in her heart. In the end, she only said this. She was in confinement and could not help Su Sanlang with anything. All the work at home had fallen on Su Sanlang.

If his two sons were smart, they could help. But they…

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As if he knew Madam Zhao’s worries, Su Sanlang gently reached out to stroke her hair and said, “It’s not hard at all. It’s much easier than before. In the future, everything in our family will belong to us. When we’re free, I’ll go and cut some bamboo to weave baskets. Rich families often use them to carry things. Don’t worry, our lives will get better and better.”

Since winter was coming, Su Sanlang knew what Madam Zhao was worried about. Even if he was equally worried, he still tried his best to comfort her.

“In the past, you’ve never been in confinement. This time, you can rest for a full month. The medicine prescribed by Doctor Wu can last for a month. I’ll get Sanmei to brew it for you every day. In two days, I’ll go and take a look at traps. Maybe we’ll be lucky and catch something.”

Su Sanlang stroked Madam Zhao’s face and said gently. Madam Zhao was very thin, and the bones in her cheeks were sharp. Other than the fact that they had just been kicked out of their home, he had already accepted their fate.

Although there was not much food, it could all enter their stomachs. In the previous house, their family had also never been full. Even if there was meat, it would not be theirs to eat.

At least for now, whatever the family had, the family could eat.

“Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

Madam Zhao leaned on Su Sanlang. Although their family was poor, their hearts had always been together.

As Su Xiaolu woke up from peeing, she heard these conversations. She couldn’t help but think that her father was a good person.

Madam Zhao was in poor health. If she could rest for a month, it would be beneficial.

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