Reborn 1980 rough man's Xiaojiao bun is sweet and soft

Chapter 57

Song You'an was afraid of wasting time, so he ran out of breath, and he didn't see anything wrong with them at all.

"Sister, I didn't find any water at home, did I bring it already?" She gasped for breath as she spoke.

Song Youzhen pointed to the bucket where the things were placed, "I just looked for it again, and it's in the bucket below, let's go quickly!"

Song Youzhen pushed the car away, and Song Youan supported her, and she didn't have the mind to worry about unnecessary things.

Liang Changzhu looked at the figures of two people, one big and one small, who were walking farther and farther away, so he had no choice but to turn around and go back first.

He did not have a good rest for a long time, and his overall condition was very bad.

Especially feeling Song Youzhen's disgusting words, she took a refreshing bath after returning home, and shaved off the beard on her face.

When I touched it with my hands, I felt that the state was no longer so sloppy, so I went back to my room to rest.

He wants to use his best state to meet his sweetheart, and his slovenly appearance is really embarrassing.

Song Youzhen sold out very quickly when she came here this time, her reputation has spread, and more and more people bought it.

With the land reform, pork can be bought with money, and there is no need to look for a ticket as before.

It's just that Chinese New Year is approaching, and the queue is getting longer and longer. Seeing such a long queue, she feels that today is enough to buy meat.

So she took a break today to make meat sauce, and took the finished sauce to the uncle. Except for the first barter, it was all paid for later.

Song Youzhen was embarrassed to take advantage, every time the uncle gave him too much, she felt guilty when she took it.

I came here today and saw Sister Fang again, and the other party directly pulled her aside.

"Sister, there will be no need for tickets for meat in the future, everyone can cut more meat, come here early in the morning and line up.

After all, who is not greedy for meat in this day and age, knowing that you are busy, I specially asked the uncle to cut out the meat for you.

You girl is honest, you give him an extra bottle every time, the uncle said it would be embarrassing to hold it, so I will keep it for you first. "

Sister Fang also followed her in a low voice, not daring to yell.

"Sister Fang, thank you so much, I thought I would not be able to buy it today." Sister Fang brought her two bags.

Song Youzhen looked like the best pork belly.

"Ten catties, do you want it all? Otherwise, I'll sell it."

Usually, when asking for tickets, Song Youzhen basically bought five catties. When she heard Sister Fang said that she had left ten catties for her, she naturally nodded her head like garlic.

The heavy meat was put in the bucket, and I pushed it to buy some more needed, and then I went back.

Song Youzhen specially bought a little more fish this time, the weather is going to be cold soon, and the fish will not be dispatched, so she wants to collect more and fry it dry for storage.

When there is nothing, the soy caviar has to rest for a while.

After Song Youzhen took it back, she asked Song's mother and second aunt to help her clean it up.

One was whole fish and the other was meat, so she went out with a dustpan to collect firewood.

"Sisters and sisters, I can tell that Youzhen doesn't like this kind of delicate work the least, and she is willing to change the job after bringing back the young fish for the first time.

Obviously picking firewood is also a very tiring job, but she didn't complain at all. "

Chen Xiaoxiu naturally prefers to stay at home, even if it is a job that requires patience like whole fish, after all, she can still take care of her daughter occasionally.

Even though Song Xingye had a bad leg, he was still willing to jump out and help them do what he could.

"This girl is impatient and squatting for so long. Someone is doing it here, and she just wants to go outside for a stroll. After all, she is a young man who can't bear her temper."

Song's mother knew her daughter well. She liked to mess with food, but she didn't like the process of tidying up.

It's just that when no one is doing it, you have to do it yourself.

Song Youzhen was really serious about chopping firewood with the dustpan. Of course, she must have something else in mind.

Liang Changzhu is back, if she doesn't find a way out, the wolf will not be able to bear it.

There are many people chopping firewood on the mountain, but basically all the firewood at the foot of the mountain has been cut down.

Therefore, if you want to get firewood, you have to go deeper.

Some people are not willing to toss it, just enough to burn it, and then they can survive the winter while huddling under the quilt.

Song Youzhen is different. She needs a lot of firewood every day. After all, she is a clean person and takes a bath every day. Moreover, cooking sauce is useless.

Song Youzhen had just chopped half a load when she saw Liang Changzhu, and the outlines of the people who were watching neatly were clearly showing.

After a good night's sleep, his eyes became brighter, with a feeling of radiance and radiance.

Song Youzhen stopped what she was doing, and just stood upright and looked at him.

Liang Changzhu approached her slowly, and there was a rustling sound as his feet stepped on the leaves.

His legs were long and powerful, and he quickly walked in front of her.

In an instant, there was an obvious height gap between the two, and Song Youzhen had to raise her head slightly to see him.

Liang Changzhu looked at the smiling person in front of him, supported her head with a pair of slender and powerful hands, then lowered his head slightly and kissed her lips.

Liang Changzhu's movements were very gentle, as if he was caring for a rare treasure.

Song Youzhen saw his slender eyelashes and the little silhouette that covered him.

Slightly supporting his clothes with his hands, the man who was polite just now suddenly turned into a tiger, his movements were very aggressive.

In the end, Liang Changzhu was scruples about the outside world, so he let her go with a taste.

He asked with a low hoarse voice, "Shall I cut it for you?" The tone was asking but the action was very fast.

Song Youzhen didn't stop, and slowly followed behind.

As she estimated, Liang Changzhu was very fast. He was worthy of a rough man with all the strength, and his strength was well displayed.

"Just sit there, don't need to fiddle around, even with your little strength, you can't cut a few."

Song Youzhen: "..." That's a little bit of strength, so don't despise it so thoroughly!
Taking a look at himself, he was completely treated as a powerless person.

Song Youzhen was now patrolling each other back and forth, and finally put down the hatchet, and directly chopped him into the dustpan behind.

Liang Changzhu hurriedly stopped her movement again.

"Don't rush to pick it up, the firewood still has moisture in it, let it dry here for a few days.

If you can’t move that much back, I’ll build it here for you, let the sun dry and move it slowly.

After a while, you can just pick some dried ones, as long as they can be burned. "

Liang Changzhu glanced at the place where the sun could shine, and directly moved the firewood to set up.

Slowly stack them up in a well-ventilated way and dry them in the sun.

Song Youzhen looked at this man's straightforward posture, if she hadn't wanted to keep her distance, she might have picked her home directly.

(End of this chapter)