The Reborn Sweet Wife Returns

Chapter 22
Chapter 22: Being Cold
Li Yanhong has a rough temper, and as soon as the Widow Wang's matter is resolved, he has long forgotten what happened last night. Before entering the yard, he shouted loudly, "I said little girl, just my old Li also wants you to teach me how to pull out this hemp stick."

Completely as if nothing happened.

Erchun could see that Li Yanhong didn't pretend to be ignorant on purpose, but he never thought it was a matter. He really thought that he was one of his subordinates, and after the beating and scolding, the incident would pass.

Erchun didn't pay attention to him, let alone answer the conversation, but after hearing what he said, he went straight into the house.

Li Yanhong has a rough temper, but he is not stupid. Seeing that Erchun doesn't like to ignore him, he knows that the girl is still angry with him. Li Yanhong grew up eating a lot of food. Destroyed, he was just seven years old when he escaped, and was rescued by the city. He followed the city and couldn't drive him away. The elders saw that he could break through, so they accepted him as a little assistant.

And he followed the city to fight against the Japanese for a year, and the Anti-Japanese War ended. Later, he followed his elders to fight the civil war and resist the United States. It was not until he was 16 years old when he was fighting the United States that he led a small guerrilla team to attack from the enemy's rear. From assistant to company commander, and then all the way to elders.

Even though he is 32 years old, and even though he has been married, he still spends a lot of time in the city, so he has no experience with women at all, and seldom interacts with them. Occasionally when he comes home, it is only at night. As soon as he turned off the lights, he turned over and went to sleep after finishing the work. He didn't even think about talking with his wife. In his perception, men don't care about housework.

After arriving in this village now, he doesn't have much contact with the people in the village. He also knows that he is a problematic person and is rejected by the village. When this girl came into contact with him, he was a little at a loss. He felt that he had done nothing, but he made this girl feel like an enemy to him.

The relationship that had just been eased a few days ago made him quarrel again. Li Yanhong also understood this reason, and it was not that he hadn't thought of saying something nice. Today, when he took the initiative to say hello, the little girl ended up ignoring him. So much so that Li Yanhong felt that he had hit the cotton with a fist, and he couldn't use all his strength.

Li Yanhong was sitting in the yard holding a wooden pier, holding a knife in one hand and a hemp stick in the other. All he could think of was how to make Erchun not angry, but until Widow Wang came over, he didn't think of a way. Way to come.

Widow Wang was holding a bowl in her hand, wrapped in a kerchief, and held in her hand. Inside was the pancakes she posted at noon. The team had a meeting, and the villagers argued a lot. It was rumors and there was no evidence. I told Widow Wang a few words to make her love herself, and this matter is over.

Widow Wang doesn't care what the villagers say, she just does it for herself, not to mention that Li Yanhong also stood up to prove the innocence of the two on the team today. As soon as she got home, Widow Wang made lunch and wanted to deliver it before noon. Let Li Yanhong eat it.

As a result, when he entered the hospital, he saw that Li Yanhong's hand was bleeding. He didn't know it, and he didn't know what he was thinking. His eyes were looking at the distance. Widow Wang didn't care about these things, and hurried forward , while saying, "Brother Li, why are you so careless, put it down quickly, your hands are cut."

When Widow Wang said this, Li Yanhong realized that he didn't care when he saw the small cut on his finger, "It's okay, my old Li saw blood every day during the war, it's bigger than this, and he hasn't lived until now."

"That's the reason, but you can't ruin your body like this. Put it down and wash your hands, and I'll wrap it for you." Widow Wang still looked worried.

Li Yanhong didn't move, "Big sister, why are you here?"

Seeing him like this, Widow Wang didn't persuade him any more, she pulled a wooden pier and sat beside him, untied the head cloth and took out the bowl inside, which still had a pair of chopsticks, "Brother Li, don't you Dislike it, eat it while it's hot."

Li Yanhong hadn't eaten since morning, so he said thank you, took the bowl and chopsticks, and started to eat in big mouthfuls. People who have stayed in the city eat vigorously. Widow Wang looked at Li Yanhong It tastes delicious and I feel happy.

In the east room, Erchun sat on the kang, looked through the window and glanced at the two people in the courtyard, feeling disgusted, it seemed that he was busy again, if he had known, he would not have put the cakes and vegetables in the west room .

But that's good too, save me having to deliver food to him at night.

Erchun found out the rags in the package. Seeing that it was going to be winter, she also wanted to make winter cotton shoes. Taking advantage of the good weather these days, she also wanted to bask in some rags. The rags are spread on the board, and then the paste is glued together layer by layer. After drying, it is peeled off from the board and cut out according to the size of the sole of each shoe. There are ten or eight layers, and the edges of each layer are wrapped with white cloth or cloth, and when they are put together, they become the sole.

In the previous life, her and grandpa's shoes were made by the mistress, but in this life, Erchun didn't want their family to spend their own money to make two pairs of shoes and still follow his family's affection.

In the courtyard, Widow Wang took a knife and a hemp stick when Li Yanhong was eating, "The hemp stick is thin, so be careful when cutting the edges. You are a person who stays in the city, unlike us who stay in the village." People have been familiar with this for half their lives, so don't be in a hurry when doing it."

While talking and demonstrating to Li Yanhong, the knife lightly scratched the horizontal surface of the top of the hemp stick, and pulled down with two fingers, and a piece of hemp was torn off.

Li Yanhong put the last mouthful of food into his mouth, raised his hand and wiped his mouth, "Big sister, I, Lao Li, can't learn this delicate work from you."

Widow Wang smiled and put down the things in her hand, while taking the bowl in his hand, "It's nothing, you'll be proficient at pulling it out a few times, then Brother Li, you are busy, I will go home first."

"Big sister, the team distributed my rations to Brother Zhang, so you don't have to worry about my meals in the future. It's not good for you to let the people in the village see you if you run like this." Li Yanhong is a big boss, Just think about it.

Widow Wang smiled and didn't say much. Before leaving, she glanced into the east room and saw Erchun busy on the kang, so she didn't look at them.

After Widow Wang left, the yard became quiet. Li Yanhong pulled it out for a while, but none of them were long, and they all broke halfway. There were even times when he put down his things impatiently, feeling that he had swallowed his mouth. Li Yanhong laughed when he saw the pancakes and vegetables on the West Room Kang.

He just said that the girl was a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, and she ignored him on the face, but kept all the food. Li Yanhong wanted to praise Erchun now, but he forgot how he lifted someone's things last night.

(End of this chapter)