The Little Dumb Wife of the Mountain People

Chapter 18 Weird Wen Bao Pulling Her Skirt
Wen Bao didn't know that the man next to him was only thinking about looking at his ass. When going down the mountain, Wen Bao and Song Dalang also met a few people from Songjia Village who went up the mountain in the morning.

When these people saw Song Dalang and Wen Bao, they greeted the couple affectionately. Along the way, villagers from Songjia Village kept greeting them, and Wen Bao gradually got used to the probability of meeting people from Songjia Village on this mountain.

It seems that the villagers of Songjia Village really live by the mountains. On this day, Wen Bao met almost every family in Songjia Village.

It's just that Wen Bao didn't know that after meeting a few women from Songjia Village, the women covered their mouths and laughed when they saw her slightly awkward walk.

They watched the backs of Song Dalang and Wen Bao gradually leave, and they all wondered in their hearts whether Wen Bao's small body could withstand Song Dalang's majestic body.

Wen Bao didn't know that because of his walking posture, these women thought so much.

On the way home, Song Dalang naturally would not forget the small fruit that he promised to pick for Wen Bao at the beginning.

Passing by the bushes, Song Dalang stopped naturally to pick fruits for Wen Bao.

Song Dalang, who was carrying things on his back, insisted on holding everything by himself, and would not let Wen Bao touch it at all.

Song Dalang didn't feel that he had so many things with him, what's more, these were his wife's fancy, so he should take them all back.

With such a Song Dalang who wholeheartedly protects him, Wen Bao can only return home empty-handed from the mountain.

When Wen Bao returned to her mother's house yesterday, Wen Bao brought back a few earthenware pots, and because they wanted a lot, Wen's family agreed to help them order some.

To be honest, Wen Bao has never tried how to make wine, but she still remembers the steps clearly in her mind.

The reason why Wen Bao remembers how to make wine is very simple. In his previous life, the Wen family had a vineyard. As the Wen family made their fortune by selling wine, they would call the whole family to go to the manor for vacation every year during the normal ripe season, and by the way, the whole family would brew wine together. .

It's just that Wen Bao, who was really ready to do something, found that she thought things too simply.

In order to make delicious wine, in addition to the selection of raw materials, temperature and humidity are very important.

Moreover, when the Wen family brewed in the previous life, they used oak barrels, but now she only has clay pots in her hands.

Finding that his daughter-in-law's mood was not right, Song Dalang walked quickly to Wen Bao's side and squatted down to look at Wen Bao who was staring at the grapes in a daze.

"What's the matter with you, daughter-in-law?"

Song Dalang remembered the excited look in his daughter-in-law's eyes when she saw these fruits just now, so now seeing Wen Bao showing such a look, apart from being puzzled, he didn't know that Wen Bao was in a state of confusion at this time.

Seeing that Wen Bao didn't respond, Song Dalang frowned puzzled, and asked again: "Daughter-in-law?"

This time Song Dalang moved closer to some Wen Bao, Wen Bao who was frightened by Song Dalang's actions finally came back to his senses, seeing the worry in Song Dalang's eyes, Wen Bao withdrew his mind.

"I am fine."

After Wen Bao said this, she stood up, no matter what, now that things have come to such a point, she has to do it before she knows whether she will succeed or not.

Hearing Wen Bao's words, Song Dalang obviously didn't believe it, but Wen Bao told Song Dalang with a strong attitude that he was really fine.

No one can reach the sky in one step. Before that, a lot of preparations are needed.

Wen Bao is going to wash the grapes first, the grapes cannot wash off the hoarfrost on the skin, but since the grapes grow in the wild, they have to be washed.

Song Dalang saw that Wen Bao was going to wash the fruit called grapes, so he went to fetch water immediately.

Washing the grapes is a delicate job, Song Dalang has big hands, and the grapes are smaller than ordinary grapes, seeing Song Dalang sweating profusely while washing the grapes, Wen Bao burst out laughing.

"Okay, go and take out the two clay pots I brought back, wash them and put them in the sun to dry."

There is still more than one hour before the sun goes down, and Wen Bao knows that she has to make the first wine before the sun goes down, and the time is very tight.

Song Dalang really wanted to work with Wen Bao, but he also knew that if he delayed like this, he would not be able to handle these things before the sun went down.

Wen Bao cleaned each grape very carefully, as long as there was any rotten one, Wen Bao would pick it out.

After washing the grapes, Wen Bao put the grapes in the sun to dry, got up and went to look for sugar in the cave.

The sugar here is not as white as modern white sugar, it is slightly yellowish, but Wen Bao knows that this is because her natal family runs a grocery store, otherwise she might not be able to eat this kind of white sugar, even if If you can eat it, it must be expensive.

Wen Bao couldn't remember whether the ratio of grapes to sugar in wine was ten to four or ten to three, so she prepared two clay pots.

After washing a lot of grapes, Wen Bao's hands are sore now, Song Dalang feels sorry for Wen Bao, but he really can't do the job of washing grapes.

"Daughter-in-law, go and rest."

Song Dalang stood by Wen Bao's side, watched the grapes finished washing, and immediately went to Wen Bao's side, looking at her with concern.

"I'm fine. If the grapes dry up later, you can crush the grapes and put them in clay pots."

Song Dalang has great strength, Wen Bao thinks this kind of work should be the most suitable for Song Dalang.

Song Dalang nodded readily when he heard Wen Bao's words, although he didn't understand why Wen Bao asked him to do this, but he had no doubts about Wen Bao's order.

Song Dalang sells prey and mountain products all the year round, and he is very sure about the weight. Wen Bao asked Song Dalang to estimate the weight of the grapes, and immediately divided the grapes into three piles.

Two servings are ten catties of grapes, and one serving is the last remaining one catty of grapes.

After the grapes were dry, Wen Bao took out all the sugar that the Wen family gave. When they returned home yesterday, the Wen family knew that Wen Bao liked sweet things, so they readily weighed ten catties of sugar for them to bring back.

Watching the small grapes being crushed in Song Dalang's hands, Wen Bao also cooperated and put the divided sugar evenly into the clay pot.

Song Dalang didn't know what Wen Bao was doing, but he didn't hesitate, whatever Wen Bao asked him to do, he did.

Finally, sprinkle the remaining sugar on the crushed grapes, leaving enough space for the grapes to ferment, seal the clay pot, and then let Song Dalang carry the pot to the corner of the cave to let the grapes in the pot ferment naturally.

After finishing the two grapes, the sky finally darkened.

Today, Wen Bao was really tired, her body was too weak, now that all the work was done, she felt that she had no strength left in her whole body.

Song Dalang saw Wen Bao's tired expression, and immediately went to boil water.

After Wen Bao rested on the chair in the cave and was about to get up to prepare dinner, he saw Song Dalang walking towards her with a pot of hot water.

"Daughter-in-law, soak your feet, I'll cook."

Wen Bao watched Song Dalang put the wooden basin in front of him, squatted down and lifted her feet up, and then he reacted.

"It's okay, I, I will do it myself."

For some reason, after Song Dalang hugged his feet, the temperature on Wen Bao's face rose rapidly.

Wen Bao's feet were very small, and after being held in the palm of Song Dalang, Wen Bao realized that Song Dalang could hold all of his feet in his hands.

Taking off Wen Bao's shoes and Wen Bao's footwear, Song Dalang looked at the little white feet in his palm, and suddenly felt all the blood in his body rushing towards his lower abdomen.

The daughter-in-law's feet are white and soft, and each toe is like a small pearl.

Of course, Song Dalang didn't know what a pearl was, he only knew that he couldn't stand up now because it was too embarrassing.

Wen Bao didn't know Song Dalang's embarrassment now, she felt that Song Dalang's palm was very hot under her feet.

Song Dalang carefully put Wen Bao's feet into the wooden basin, which was filled with hot water that Song Dalang had just boiled. As soon as he was soaked in the hot water, Wen Bao found that the soles of his feet were extremely painful.

"hiss!"

Wen Bao couldn't help exclaiming because of the pain in the soles of his feet, and Song Dalang immediately lifted Wen Bao's feet up nervously.

Looking at the crystal clear blisters on the soles of Wen Bao's feet, Song Dalang frowned tightly.

"Daughter-in-law, you will cook at home from now on, don't go up the mountain."

"no!"

Hearing Song Dalang's words, Wen Bao immediately opened his mouth, wanting to stand up.

But Wen Bao's feet were still held by Song Dalang at this moment, and he couldn't stand up at all.

Sitting on the chair and looking at Song Dalang who was squatting in front of him washing his feet, Wen Bao naturally understood that Song Dalang cared about him.

But she was married to Song Dalang, so she couldn't stay at home all her life.

As the daughter-in-law of a mountain dweller, entering the mountain is a must.

Song Dalang stared at Wen Bao with bright eyes, supported his daughter-in-law's limp little feet, looked at her firm eyes, Song Dalang kept a straight face and did not speak.

Wen Bao also didn't expect Song Dalang to be so persistent about this matter, seeing Song Dalang's stern face, she suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Wen Bao knows that Song Dalang loves her, but she also hopes that she can integrate into Song Dalang's life as soon as possible.

Just like that, the two fell into an eerie silence.

Song Dalang still washed Wen Bao's feet carefully, pinching Wen Bao's feet gently, warm water and Song Dalang pinching for a while, Wen Bao gradually felt that his feet did not hurt so much up.

Seeing Song Dalang wipe his feet clean so carefully in front of him, Wen Bao finally couldn't hold back, and spoke on his own initiative.

"Da Lang, I know you love me, but since I'm married to you, it's impossible not to go to the mountains for the rest of my life, but I promise you, I will protect myself in the future."

When Wen Bao was talking, Song Dalang didn't make a sound, but just wiped Wen Bao's feet earnestly. After Song Dalang wiped off all the moisture on his feet, Wen Bao was just about to put on his shoes, but Song Dalang suddenly stretched out his hand to Wen Bao's waist.

"what!"

Suddenly being picked up by Song Dalang, Wen Bao was startled, and hooked Song Dalang's neck as fast as he could, but the next moment, Wen Bao found that Song Dalang had put himself on the big bed.

"Da Lang, you..." Wen Bao was about to speak, but Song Dalang, who put Wen Bao on the big bed, stretched out his hand to Wen Bao's skirt at this moment.

Wen Bao didn't take any precautions, Song Dalang tore off Wen Bao's skirt so smoothly.

(End of this chapter)