On the day of the divorce, he was carried home by the rough man's son-in-law

Chapter 73 Picking up an egg and being pecked by a chicken, why is she so unlucky?

"belittle?"

Lu Fuer didn't understand Gu Chuxiao's meaning for a moment: "A plaything?"

Gu Chuxiao explained in a serious manner: "Playing, doesn't it mean playing around? Things are objects, and people are not treated as human beings. Isn't that considered belittling?"

"Too."

She doesn't read novels very much, she only knows that these are the classic quotations from Mr. Ba's novels, and many ancient books have titles like "Young Master X's Palm".

Didn't expect that one.

"Why does it feel like the more you talk, the more energetic you are? Can we still sleep tonight?"

After rolling the cup and howling for a while, Lu Fuer was pulled into Gu Chuxiao's arms: "Don't roll the quilt, I'm the first choice if you want to hug something."

"Okay, then you line up first."

After lifting the bar for a while, I died down and went to sleep.

The next day Gu Chuxiao got up early.

It was too late last night to argue with Lu Fuer and him. As the culprit, he planned to make amends.

Cooking porridge, stir-frying, steaming steamed buns, he was jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling, jingling in the kitchen early in the morning.

After finally finishing the meal, he was busy getting food for the chickens.

The earthworms caught yesterday have been eaten by the chickens and ducklings. The sky is sunny today, so I don’t know if the earthworms can be found.

After thinking about it, I decided to keep the remaining earthworms in bamboo cages. I scooped up some water with my hands and sprinkled it on the soil to keep a moist environment for the earthworms.

After checking that there were no dead ones, he put the bamboo cage back in the shade with satisfaction.

"Today must be a fine day."

He could already feel that the moisture was dissipating, he put the rag around, carefully wiped the hemp rope for drying clothes a few times, and arranged work for himself: "When Fu'er wakes up, I will wash the sheets first. "

I don't know if I can do it at night, I have to twist it hard later.

Wish the solar power was bigger.

Worried that the water in the urn was not enough, he pulled the cart to fetch water.

Lu Fu'er didn't wake up, and he didn't call. He swept the whole house with a soft broom, and then went to the chicken coop to clean up the ground.

After cleaning the floor, I threw some rotten vegetable leaves to the chickens. I originally wanted to feed them wheat bran, but when I cleaned up the kitchen, I found that there were white radishes that had not been eaten before, and they were already gone.

This kind of stale vegetable can't be eaten by Lu Fuer. Fortunately, there are chickens at home, so it's better to solve a little problem than to waste it.

He cleaned up the inside and outside of the house, and was so bored that he sat on the edge of the kang and stared at Lu Fuer.

Xu felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, so Lu Fuer slowly woke up.

"morning?"

"Well, get up quickly."

After she got off the kang, Gu Chuxiao hurriedly got off the quilt cover car, hugged the quilt and walked quickly to the yard to dry.

Covering his nose, he beat the quilt several times with a broom that swept the kang to wipe off the dust inside. Then he went back to the room and took off the bed sheet and mattress on the kang. The mattress was hung outside to dry, and the quilt cover and bed sheet Put it in a large basin to wash.

At this time, he took out Zhou Yulan's careful collection of soap (soap) and put it aside, threw a bunch of dried osmanthus petals into the basin and ran with the quilt covers.

In this way, some fragrance can be soaked out, and the quilt cover can be soaked.

When Lu Fuer goes to bed at night, she always smells of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Gu Chuxiao is as busy as a little bee, from being busy in the early morning to now drying his butt in the sun.

He was still washing sheets in the sun, but after being exposed to the sun for a while, he felt hot.

Move the basin to a cool place under the eaves to wash.

I used all the washboard and mallets, but nothing was left behind.

After Lu Fuer finished washing, she brought a pony over and sat next to him: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, you go to eat. I've prepared it and warmed it in the pot. I also boiled two brown sugar eggs for you. Remember to finish eating."

Lu Fuer took out a handkerchief and helped him wipe off the sweat on his forehead: "Then you don't want to eat?"

"The sun is out, I have to finish washing quickly, and dry early."

Gu Chuxiao usually works in a hurry, and he has to do it immediately when he thinks of something, and he can't stop at all.

I especially hate that my plan is interrupted by others or unexpected things, and I have a strong sense of order in doing things.

"Let me wash the pillow towel for you."

Seeing that he was not moving, Lu Fuer was too embarrassed to eat, so she put her handkerchief aside and prepared to wash.

He reached into the basin to scoop up the pillow towel.

Gu Chuxiao was a little annoyed, and rubbed the brown dots on the quilt carefully: "If I knew you would reach out, I would pour some hot water in."

She was surprised for a moment, then explained: "It's okay, I'm not that delicate."

Gu Chuxiao looked at her solemnly and brought out the "imperial decree" that Zhou Yulan said: "Where is it coquettish? Mom said before that girls should touch less cold water. I am a man, so it doesn't matter how much I touch cold water. You can't, you have to." Listen to Mom."

Seeing him being so caring, Lu Fuer's heart felt warm: "Okay, I must pay attention next time."

She was talking, but the movements of her hands didn't stop at all.

Apply the caustic soda to the front of the pillowcase, then rub it carefully and patiently.

I heard that men's pillowcases are always heavier than those of women, but she didn't think there was any difference between her and Gu Chuxiao's pillowcases.

After washing, I didn't find who belonged to whom.

"Huh? This yellow... sweet-scented osmanthus? You put the sweet-scented osmanthus in the pot!"

"I just said, why does it smell so fragrant? I thought it was osmanthus-flavored yangcaine."

Lu Fuer picked up the pillowcase she was kneading and was a little delighted. She sniffed it lightly a few times, and there was indeed a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

"The scent of the caustic soda must be reduced by half. I also soaked some dried osmanthus in the bucket. Remember to use the osmanthus water in the bucket when arranging the pillow towel."

Lu Fuer nodded and followed his instructions.

I didn't expect Gu Chuxiao to be careful and sentimental. Yesterday, she noticed that she didn't like the smell of earth on the kang, so she changed and washed the sheets as soon as she woke up today.

Fortunately, the sun is very strong, and I will be able to do it before sunset today.

Gu Chuxiao paid attention to her movements, and saw her humming and humming hard to twist the pillowcase, and when her whole expression was full of force, she hurriedly said: "If you can't twist it, just let it go, I will twist it later."

"Then you can twist it now, why don't you do it early."

Lu Fuer trotted over with the pillowcase in hand. Gu Chuxiao took the twisted drop of water and stopped dripping, then handed it to her: "That's it."

"Wait for the bed sheet and quilt cover. You have to help me unscrew them together. You can't unscrew them alone."

"Okay."

Lu Fuer specially picked a place where it would be exposed to direct sunlight to hang it up, and clamped it with wooden clips.

This is the first time I have seen a pure wooden clip. I have seen wooden clips before, but there are iron rings inside.

Seeing the pure wood one this time, I was a little curious and played with it for a while.

She saw the chicken lazily lying on the ground basking in the sun, and shouted to Gu Chuxiao, "Have you picked up the eggs every day?"

"No."

"I'll go pick it up!"

When the hen sees people picking up eggs, she will get angry and go crazy and peck at people. The family loves her, and she rarely has the chance to pick up eggs.

No, the more protected I am, the more I want to challenge myself.

I originally wanted to use a dustpan to cover my arm, but I tried twice without success, and it didn't feel very convenient.

So she planned to use the speed of lightning to take away the egg before the hen could react.

But often, reality and imagination are different.

But the hen, after sensing the danger, pecked her hard with lightning speed.

"what--"

(End of this chapter)