Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Song Yi is a good hand at farm work.

Weeding, loosening the soil, grasping decomposed chicken manure topdressing, watering.

The grown-up vegetables in the private plot were picked up, and there was a big basket full.

Lin Yuzhu was only responsible for picking vegetables, and had nothing to do. She was holding a tender cucumber in her hand, and she sat on the side with a smile and gnawed it.

Lin Yuzhu sorted out Song Yi's rags and made them into shoe soles. Only a few old cotton clothes were left for him to wear when he was working.

I usually wear a new cotton shirt when I go out to do errands, and the vest inside is also new.

She quietly admired the way the man was working, and wearing old patched clothes couldn't conceal the powerful sex appeal.

Beads of sweat rolled down the neck and into the collar of the white vest, and the wet cotton cloth was stuck to the body, and the smooth and strong muscle lines were clearly visible.

Song Yi carried a large pile of weeds and vegetable vines that had passed their fruiting period and threw them outside the fence to dry.

Turning around, she squatted down with her trouser legs and smiled, tilting her head and biting the cucumber in her hand, "How can you stare at a man like this, don't seduce me with your eyes."

"You look good~" Lin Yuzhu grabbed a handkerchief and was helping him to wipe his sweat, "My own man, I want to have a good appearance, I want a good figure, what's the matter with being greedy~"

The last ray of the setting sun lay on her shoulders, and the delicate and beautiful facial features seemed to be coated with a circle of soft light.

The blink of Gu Pan's bright peach blossom eyes is the midsummer when everything grows crazily.

Her voice was sweet and soft, and seeing her radiant smiling eyes made his heart warm.

"Little villain." He looked at his dirty hands, and gave up the idea of ​​pinching the tip of her nose, "Let's go, it's getting late, go home."

He hung the dustpan with sweet potato vines on the hoe, carried it on his shoulder, and picked up the vegetable basket at her feet.

Lin Yuzhu relaxed, walked beside him and chatted, feeding him a bite of cucumber from time to time.

Back home, the long-lost tranquility.

The little piglet was snorting and eating happily while leaning against the pig trough.

Fang Shuhui was mixing chicken feed to feed the chickens, when she saw the young couple walking into the backyard, she smiled kindly and nodded to Song Yi.

Lin Yuzhu pointed in the direction of Lin Yulan's room.

"Are they still in the room?"

"No, I went shopping in the brigade."

Song Yi put away his things, fetched a basin of water and came back to wash Lin Yuzhu's face. He turned around and picked up some dry firewood with a hatchet, and sat in the yard to chop firewood.

Fang Shuhui finished her work and went to Lin Yuzhu's side to touch her back.

When she turned around, he glared at her reproachfully.

"As soon as he came back, let him busy, don't you know how to feel sorry for the man?"

Lin Yuzhu leaned over with a smile and joked at Song Yi: "Brother Yi, my mother scolded me for not caring about you, so she asked you to work~ I also worked all day, my daughter is not as good as your son-in-law."

"You rest, I will chop some firewood and go to knead the dough." Song Yi responded casually and continued to chop firewood.

Fang Shuhui understood the general meaning from Lin Yuzhu's mouth shape and expression, and pretended to be angry and patted her arm lightly.

Helplessly pursing the corners of his lips, he dragged her into the kitchen.

"He must not be able to take care of food and lodging when he is outside these days. You can make up for him with something good. Don't tire him out, let him have a good rest and refresh himself."

Lin Yuzhu looked at the hand gestures and straightened her forehead, feeling a little hot in front of her elders.

I always feel that the last sentence is a double entendre...

Bite the bullet and nod obediently, took a large basin and scooped out the noodles from the noodle tank, mixed with water and stirred the noodles.

Song Yi came in carrying firewood, Fang Shuhui gave them the kitchen and went back to the yard to do housework.

As soon as Lin Yulan and her husband came back, the Lin family became lively.

The two sisters wash and choose the vegetables and chop the stuffing, and the two men cut the noodles and roll the dumpling wrappers.

Lin Yuzhu finished making a dumpling, looked at the things in Lin Yulan's hand, and frowned.

"Tsk, what are you pinching, can it be more ugly?"

"Where is it ugly? The skin is thin and the stuffing is big, and the inside is full of emotions!"

Lin Yulan pouted her small mouth, pinching the side of the dumpling very seriously.

Lin Yuzhu looked at the extra-large dumpling in her hand, and twitched the corners of her mouth, "Hehe...I'll fish it out for you to eat then."

Before making steamed stuffed buns, I have already been cheated by this scammer once.

This time, I did not take the usual way to make dumplings, but I insisted on showing off some affection.

With a knife, I cut out two pieces of heart-shaped thick dough, dug out a large lump of meat filling, and then dipped the sides of the dumplings in water to seal them together.

It is completely conceivable how ugly it would be after cooking...

It is no longer considered whether it can be cooked or not.

Lin Yulan held the dumplings in satisfaction, "Love dumplings, must be eaten by my big baby, every bite is love!"

"It's fine, it's fine, it's so beautiful..." Lin Yuzhu hurriedly put [Love] aside, "The ingredients are gone, let's boil the dumplings."

Song Yi glanced lightly at the three so-called "love dumplings" that stood out from the crowd of cute dumplings.

He turned his head and glanced sympathetically at Xiao Dongming, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth.

Come on, the victim looks happy.

As the sky was getting darker, a plate of dumplings was picked up and placed on the dining table in the main room.

Finally, the sour soup dumplings were also served.

Lin Yuzhu held back her laughter, and pushed the small pot in front of Xiao Dongming, "Trust me, I'll do my best."

Lin Yulan immediately put down her chopsticks excitedly, her small mouth was full of food, and she leaned over to look at the green scallions and golden scallion oil floating in the small basin, expressing her satisfaction.

"Eat, eat, eat!"

"Ok!"

Xiao Dongming was already hungry. In order to support his wife, he was sitting and waiting for his loving dumplings. He didn't dare to eat any of the dumplings on the table.

He picked up his chopsticks and stuck them into the basin, and picked out a...

Only half of the dumpling wrapper was left.

"This…"

"Oh, broken hearts."

Sitting next to Song Yi, Lin Yuzhu introduced him solemnly.

Xiao Dongming twitched the corner of his mouth, put it back, and took out another one.

dumpling skin.

"This…"

"Well, an empty heart."

Song Yi made a leisurely remark, his face full of disgust.

Lin Yulan laughed dryly, grabbed the chopsticks and stirred the basin twice, "Sister, do you still have a heart?"

Lin Yuzhu suppressed the corners of her mouth and cleared her throat, "Two of them were too thick, and they took a long time to cook. The rest of the broken heart is in the soup."

"Huh?" Lin Yulan squinted her eyes and stared at her threateningly, "Sister, are you jealous of my creativity and cooked it like this on purpose?"

Lin Yuzhu calmly rolled a dumpling in the garlic chili ring soy sauce and cast a sideways glance at her.

What kind of fancy ideas do you need to make dumplings?

The broken heart boiled into a pot of soup.

"I can only guarantee that the most basic food can be eaten. As for appearance, you can't have both."

Xiao Dongming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and under his daughter-in-law's annoyed expression, he held up the basin with dignity.

A table of people eat dumplings, only he is drinking.