Bamboo Fragrance

Chapter 9 Sick?

Li Diaozhu woke up early in the morning.When I got up, I straightened myself up quickly, thinking that I was too tired yesterday, and since I fell asleep without defense, I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Anyway, I can be regarded as a somewhat pretty person, no matter how dissatisfied Zhao Junyi is, he is still a man.If he becomes lustful in the middle of the night, even if he is a cripple, with his own woman's body, he will suffer anyway.

He glanced at the other person lying on the bed, and saw that he was still asleep, except for an inner coat, there was no corner of the quilt on his body.

Thinking about my behavior last night, I felt a little too much.This bed is no better than a kang, and it's late autumn, if you catch cold or get sick, it will really be her fault.

Holding the quilt, he covered him carefully.Unexpectedly, as soon as Cai Jiang let go, the other party immediately opened his eyes.

Li Kongzhu was taken aback and got up quickly.He said: "It's still early, I'll cook, and you can sleep a little longer." After speaking, he walked out with the wooden basin standing by the door.

As soon as he came out, he quickly patted his chest.At that moment just now, since she saw the killing intent in the guy's eyes, if he hadn't appeared so fast, she was really afraid that he would stretch out his hand to break her neck the next moment.

At this time, the sky is still a little bright, but there is already smoke in the village.

Mrs. Zhang, who lived in the west wing, also got up. The two met each other, greeted each other, and went to the kitchen together to open the door.

Li Kongzhu washed his face with cold water, and had no toothbrush, so he had to rinse his mouth several times with water in his mouth.Thinking about picking a few willow branches when I have free time, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing not to brush my teeth.

"The stove is cloudy today, so I'm afraid it will burn. If there is no firewood, just squeak, and I'll ask Miao'er's father to bring you two bundles." Mrs. Zhang quickly mixed Sanhe noodles, while He talked to her kindly.

Li Kongzhu smiled and said no.Then he went back to the hut to get the rice, and waited for Mrs. Zhang to cook the porridge and rice before taking over to wash the pot and cook the porridge.

Mrs. Zhang took the steamed buns of Sanhe Mianer out of the large pot drawer in the middle, and filled a plate of pickled vegetables.Holding the basin in both hands, he said to her, "I'm done, let's go and collect it first."

Li Kongzhu nodded, sitting in front of the stove and watching the fire in the stove calmly.Mrs. Zheng outside also got up, and when she saw Mrs. Zhang muttering, "You woke up really early. Hey, you even steamed some steamed buns. Leave two for me later. I'll just cook porridge."

Zhang's face froze for a moment, and then he smiled and said: "It's not much steaming, just Miao'er's father got three or four in one meal, it's really hard to tell."

"There are at least ten or eight in this pot, and the second child eats three or four. You and Miao'er can still make (meaning eat) all of them."

Listen to her tone of reason.There was a hint of displeasure in Mrs. Zhang's eyes, and she was thinking that one thing more would be better than one thing less.Zhao Yinsheng, who was coming out with his belt on, laughed when he heard it, "Sister-in-law, we have separated. If we still eat together, isn't it the same as having no separation? In this way, you will let the young couple feel that they are not separated. What do you think?"

Mrs. Zheng snorted, and saw that Zhao Jinsheng had come out of the east room with a dark face.He didn't dare to go too far, so he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as he came in, he saw that Li Diaozhu was holding the porridge again. He glanced at it and saw that the clear soup was not too thick, so he pursed his mouth in disdain.He took out the key hanging on his body and opened the cupboard, and took out the flour that was divided last night and put it in the wooden basin.He shouted to the outside: "Head of the house, do you see if our son is up, let's roll white noodles for breakfast this morning."

Li Diaozhu pretended not to hear, quickly cleaned the pot, and came out with the porridge bowl in hand.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zheng took a deep breath.Thinking about the family separation yesterday, if she made a fuss, maybe the two acres of mountain peach land would be saved.

But here Li Kongzhu brought the meal over, but Zhao Junyi was still lying on the bed and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Thinking of the look in his eyes just now, he didn't dare to go forward, but put his bowl in a big bowl and put it aside, and he quickly settled his share.

After picking up the decorations, he got up and said, "Do we have a bucket for the head of the house?"

"Yeah." The man finally opened his eyes and looked at her.He raised his finger in the direction of the warehouse next to him, "The three thatched huts in the west are allocated to our room, you can find it yourself."

Li Kongzhu saw that his expression was a little bad, thinking about the matter of monopolizing the quilt by himself last night.A little worried, he asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

The man ignored her and just closed his eyes again, and adjusted his breathing evenly.

Seeing this, Li Diaozhu didn't bother to reason with him, so he just said, "If you can get up, let's drink the porridge." Then he went out of the house, went to the warehouse to find a bucket with a hole in the top, and asked Zhang's well After that, he left Zhao's courtyard.

(End of this chapter)