Eighty-year-old divorced and married a rough man, a prosperous husband and a prosperous cub!

Chapter 23 Who is so immoral

Lin Xiangnan took the initiative to sort out some of the things she bought for her, and saw that her materials were not enough, so he took the initiative to go back to his yard.

Ling Xiaoyu in the kitchen was listening to the movement of the house while kneading, when he heard the door open suddenly, he thought he was gone, and heaved a sigh of relief.

It's because Lin Xiangnan's aura is too great, even if she is careless, she is also under some pressure.

I also secretly liked to think that he was just talking casually to tease her.

Just as she rolled out the noodles, boiled the water, and put the noodles into the pot, the courtyard door was opened again. Hearing heavy footsteps, Ling Xiaoyu couldn't get rid of it, so she didn't go to the courtyard to look.

He didn't hear Xiao Wu's call, so Lin Xiangnan probably came back again.

She was very curious, what did Lin Xiangnan do at home?
It wasn't until she made the noodles, took them to the yard, and called him to eat, that she saw several bundles of dry firewood under the eaves, and was stunned for a moment, "Brother Lin, you... these firewood..."

"I still have a lot at home. I think you have no wood to burn. The newly cut wood can't be burned. You can use it first. When I am free, I can chop more wood and fire."

The moonlight was like washing. Under the bright moonlight, the two of them ate in silence. The only sound in Nuoda's yard was the sound of chewing food.

The noodles made by Ling Xiaoyu are delicious, a bowl of simple boiled noodles, sour soup, shallots become extra fragrant after the hot soup, simple salt adds flavor very well, Lin Xiangnan three or two It's eaten up.

Ling Xiaoyu watched him gobble it up, the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously, and there was a hint of expectation in his eyes, "How is it? Is the taste okay?"

"Sister Ling, your craftsmanship is very good." Lin Xiangnan rarely praised.

"Hehe, I also think it's good. The handmade noodles are strong. I added water three times, and it was just broken. With the sour soup, it really tastes good. Especially in the hot night, after a tiring day, not only lack of water but also need to add salt .”

These days, salt, white flour, and sugar are precious things. Seeing that the handmade noodles she rolled turned out to be white flour, Lin Xiangnan still hesitated to speak.

Seeing what he wanted to say, but didn't ask anything in the end, Ling Xiaoyu became interested, "Brother Lin, what do you want to know?"

"No, it's all right, it's getting late, I'll go first." Lin Xiang fled south as if to leave.

Seeing the hem of his clothes disappear at the gate of the courtyard, Ling Xiaoyu withdrew the smile on her face, and spread it on the seat in an instant. It was so tiring every day that her legs were about to break.

She took a break before going to the kitchen to fetch water and wash her feet.

The next day.

All families went to work on time, and the team leader beat the gong to gather under the big banyan tree. After a short speech, it probably meant that the work in the field was done, and the rest of the time was drying the grain.

Men and women carried out bags of grain from the barn and poured them out on the grain drying ground to dry.The women, wearing straw hats and carrying tools, spread out the grain to dry in the sun.

Do a good job with the work in hand, leave the person who looks after the food, and the others go home to rest.

Taking advantage of the rest time, Ling Xiaoyu wanted to go to the back mountain with a basket on her back to see if there was something for tooth-beating sacrifices on the mountain. At this time, the blue scorpions, wild grapes, and peaches were all bearing fruit. She wanted to see if she could catch pheasants. Rabbits and wheat are ripe, and pheasants will also come out to look for food. If you are lucky, you can even pick up wild eggs.

Ling Xiaoyu, wearing a straw hat and carrying a pannier, walked up the path behind the house.

Walking halfway up the mountain, I felt a burst of coolness, especially under the shade of the trees, full of wild flowers and grasses of various colors.Under the pine tree, there are straw mushrooms.

In such high temperature, Ling Xiaoyu felt that she was lucky to have a straw mushroom with a big head.

She squatted down to pick the straw mushrooms. The sun had already risen in the air, and the heat in the air kept coming.

Ling Xiaoyu walked in along the woods, looking for some fruits to supplement some nutrition.

She stepped on the weeds half a person's height, and took a sickle to remove the weeds blocking the road. The further she walked in, the cooler she felt, the shade was dense, and there were many dodder flowers entangled on the trees, and there were everywhere. The lycium leaf tree, the small bright red fruit on the tree, swayed with the breeze.

Ling Xiaoyu picked one up and tasted it, but it didn't taste as good as she expected, so she continued walking inside.

I don't know how long it took, when Ling Xiaoyu was disappointed, she heard rustling in the grass, and hurriedly followed the sound with a basket on her back.

It may be that the sound of her footsteps startled the pheasant in the grass, and the gray pheasant flew away with a flutter.

It turned out to be the pheasant he was thinking about, so there must be wild eggs, Ling Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and he pulled the grass, muttering, "Why aren't there?"

"It will be found."

After rummaging through the grass, just when Ling Xiaoyu thought that everything was her imagination, how could there be so much good luck, a white light came into view, she was very happy to see the wild eggs, but it was difficult to pull them out, she took the stick He pulled out two eggs and left two for the female pheasant.Wrap the wild eggs with something, put them in the back basket, and continue walking deep into the woods.

The more I walked, the more desolate I felt, the weeds were lush, as if no one had been here, Ling Xiaoyu walked in cautiously, with a sickle in her hand, always on guard.

The air in the wind is getting hotter and stuffier, the chest is stuffy, and the forehead is covered with sweat after a while, and the sweat flows down the corners of the eyes.Ling Xiaoyu wiped the sweat with the wet towel around her neck.

(End of this chapter)