Apocalypse protection little sister-in-law

Chapter 154
The kitchen was almost busy, and the braised pork still needed to be simmered for a while. Lian Yao quickly fried more than a dozen egg pancakes, then put on a long-sleeved shirt and straw hat, and prepared to deliver them to the workers. Mung bean paste.

Wei Lin naturally followed suit.No matter how strong Lian Yao is, she only has two hands, so she can't carry too many things.

Kangkang also volunteered to help his sister with something. Lianyao thought about it and found some clean towels for him to hold.

After the group was assigned, they made sure that they were all dressed properly, and then they went out with their things.

Lian Yao carried two pots of mung bean paste, one large and one small, and a plate of egg pancakes on a tray, walking away with ease.Wei Lin blushed and followed behind with a pot of small ones in his hand.Fortunately, the brim of the straw hat is wide enough to cover more than half of the face, making it invisible for a while.

The first thing I passed was the rice field under the name of Lian Yao.Lian Yao didn't go down, she found a shaded place to put down her things, stood by the roadside and shouted to the field: "Senior brother, Ah Bao, come and have a rest."

Wu Qingfeng and Lin Bao came up from the field sweating profusely. The smell of sweat was steamed by the sun. They covered their noses and stepped back, even Xiaohu refused to come closer.

Lin Bao doesn't pay attention to anything now, just lay down on the ground, took off his straw hat and fanned vigorously, complaining at the same time: "This damn weather, I really don't want people to live. Now I admire our farmer uncles from the bottom of my heart. They really It’s too hard. I swear, I will never waste food again.”

Wu Qingfeng took the new towel handed over by Lian Yao, covered his head, wiped it vigorously, and threw the already soaked towel on the ground, avoiding Lian Yao's hand: "Put it there Move, I will take it with me when I go back.”

Lian Yao is not hypocritical, the towel smells too heavy, it is generally unacceptable.Besides, she was going to deliver mung bean paste. With such a smelly towel, others might lose their appetite.

He uncovered the gauze cloth, poured out two bowls of mung bean paste, divided two cakes for Wei Lin to serve to Lin Bao, and handed them to Wu Qingfeng himself.

Wei Lin shoved the bowl into Lin Bao's hand unceremoniously: "Eat it, lest you suffer from heat stroke and your master wastes his energy dragging you back."

Lin Bao poured half a bowl of mung bean paste into his stomach in one breath, stacked the cake again and again, then opened his mouth and took a big bite, and when the cake was down, he breathed out comfortably, and was willing to free his mouth to fight back: " It's purely nonsense, you should take care of yourself first. With such a small body, you can be careful and stable, don't spill the mung bean paste that my little aunt worked so hard to make. Or you can just sit here and rest, I Little Senior Aunt alone is enough. If you faint on the road, and the man and woman can’t kiss each other, you can’t let her carry you back, right? Even if my little Senior Aunt doesn’t mind, can you be so kind?”

Wei Lin was so choked that he rolled his eyes.But as beautiful as him, even if she rolls her eyes, she still thinks it's cute.Lin Bao curled his lips and focused on drinking his mung bean paste, resolutely refusing to admit that he was jealous to death.

Instead of bickering with Lin Bao, Wei Lin's gaze was attracted by Wu Qingfeng.The whole body of clothes is wet, and it will inevitably stick to the body.The clothes are thin, and the contours of the muscles on his body are faintly exposed.Seeing the well-defined eight-pack abs, Wei Lin swallowed hard.I fantasize that one day I can also develop such smooth and unobtrusive firm muscles, and happily get rid of the titles of little boy and weak chicken.

Kangkang next to him was having fun, and ran to the field with Xiaohu, and followed what Wu Qingfeng did before, picking up the bundled rice and dragging it to the cart on the side of the road.

Because he was short, he couldn't see the way when he picked him up, so Kangkang had to grab the front and drag him on the ground.After walking a few steps, he found that he couldn't move. Looking back, Xiaohu was biting the other end and exerting force in the opposite direction, which made Kangkang very angry.

"Stupid Xiaohu, you have to be like me. You have to go this way. You're so stupid!"

Xiaohu didn't know if he didn't understand, or if he was deliberately messing with him. Anyway, the end result was that the bundle of rice was scattered in the field like a goddess scattered flowers.

Seeing that they were having a good time, Lian Yao didn't bother them, and brought the tray by herself, ready to continue delivering mung bean paste.

Wei Lin hurriedly got up to help her share the burden, but before he could stretch out his hand, Lin Bao had already spoken from behind: "Xiao Linzi, you are weaker because you are weaker, you are still a man anyway, remember to protect my little aunt, don't Let her protect you in turn."

Wei Lin turned his head and glared at him, angrily snatched the small pot on the tray, and rushed forward without looking back.Lian Yao looked at Lin Bao helplessly, why did this guy love to argue with Wei Lin so much.

Fortunately, Wei Lin still had self-knowledge, so he didn't grab the big pot.Otherwise, it would be even more embarrassing to take two steps and be forced to stop.

Seven or 80 meters down the road is the homestead that Wu Qingfeng chose for himself.Just at the edge of the back mountain.The house is built on the homestead, and the back mountain can create an open space of one mu to build a greenhouse to grow vegetables.In this way, other people in the village will not complain about the large area he occupies.The back mountain is contracted, and Yaoyao can use it for whoever wants to use it.

Now the house is still laying the foundation, the mixer is running non-stop, and the concrete is poured in a thick layer. The workers joked that even if there is an earthquake of magnitude [-], the house will not be cracked.

Because half of the workers were assigned to the fat aunt's house to build a house, Lianyao asked them to take out a clean basin and pour out half of it from the big basin.Did not stay long, just continue to go down.

Aunt Fat's field is just opposite to her house, separated by a road.Lian Yao first put the big basin on the construction site, and then went to the field of Fat Auntie's house with Wei Lin.

"Fat aunt, take a break. I made mung bean paste, come and drink."

Rice was piled high on the cart, and Zhu Guozhong and Zhu Fangming were tying ropes.The family is building a house, so they have to be sent to the compound, first threshed, then dried for a few days, and finally the skin is peeled.After grinding, the golden rice becomes the white rice that everyone usually sees.

The fat aunt went up to the road with Su Ya's support, picked up the ears of rice that fell from the cart and threw them into the bamboo basket beside her.

Lian Yao hurried forward to help take off her straw hat and scarf, and wiped her sweat with a dry towel.

Fat Auntie's red face bloomed with a smile, and she looked at Lian Yao with loving eyes: "It's a hot day, didn't you make herbal tea? What else do you cook mung bean paste. It's so hot in the kitchen, it's uncomfortable."

Lian Yao helped her to sit down under the shade of a tree, and Wei Lin poured out four bowls of mung bean paste with a very winking look.Aunt Fat took it and thanked her, which made Wei Lin a little embarrassed.Although people who have been busy in the field for so long have no image at all, Wei Lin just thinks that this sweat-stained smile is very kind and pleasing to the eye, because it is real and full of heart-warming power.Those masked smiles in Star City were shattered like phantoms, and they could no longer be remembered.

Lian Yao took advantage of the time when the fat aunt was drinking mung bean paste, and squatted down to look at her legs.Seeing that her legs were not right when she was walking just now, she was worried that her old disease might relapse.

The fat aunt was so startled that she almost choked on the mung bean paste, and waved her hands again and again: "Hey, Yaoyao, this is not acceptable. The fat aunt just came up from the field, her feet are dirty. Don't move, the fat aunt is fine."

Lian Yao refused to listen, and persistently removed the muddy shoes on the fat aunt's feet, rolled up the leg pants to the knees, and pressed along the meridians of the feet from the knees to the ankles.

"Hey, hey, don't, don't, don't move, whoops—"

When the ankle was pressed, the fat aunt let out a scream and gasped for breath in pain.

(End of this chapter)