On How Abusive Essays Become Sweet Essays

    After three days of planting, Zhang Zuidong finished planting the fields. You Xuzhi has nothing to do these few days. He opened his eyes and asked Zhang Zuidong to give him medicine after taking a bath at night.

    He also led a horse and kept it at the back of the house so that he could come and go to town.

    Pu Pingle appears to Zhang Zuidong very frequently, delivering cakes in the morning, meat pie at noon, and once in the evening, too enthusiastic, what he knows is that he is grateful, Those who knew it thought he had no intentions.

    You Xuzhi watched from the sidelines and did not intervene. He felt that his previous understanding of Pu Ping Yueqing had collapsed, and at the same time he seemed to have a sullen spirit in his heart. If he treats him so diligently, he will treat him better anyway, not to let him be so unpredictable.

    The sun was setting, the cool wind was blowing, and the woods were rustling. As soon as Zhang Zuidong walked to the door of his house, he smelled the tempting fragrance, which enticed his appetite.

    He pushed open the door and entered, and saw You Xuzhi sitting in the yard eating fragrant fried fish.

    "You're back, there's one more in the kitchen, I can't finish it, I'll give it to you." You Xuzhi looked a little awkward, and hummed in his heart that he praised himself for being kind.

    To deal with a series of processes of frying fish, he subconsciously got two people, and he was accustomed to taking other people into account at home. He also kept this habit when he fished this time, ignoring it. Zhang Zuidong almost became his "rival in love" - ​​he doesn't pursue Pu Pingle anymore, so it doesn't count as a rival in love with him.

    Zhang Zuidong was stunned and asked, "What did you... do?"

    "Of course." You Xuzhi was quite proud, "My lord, I can go to the hall and go to the kitchen, I can do it very well."

    The gentleman was taught to cook far away at home, but You Xuzhi didn't think there was anything wrong with cooking for the one he loved. After all, his father did the same, so he learned to cook well.

    "Don't ask me how much silver, the fish is caught in the river and burned in your kitchen."

    Zhang Zuidong didn't want to ask, and began to draw a line because they were not familiar with each other. Know, know that his heart is not bad, and sometimes he is easy to coax unexpectedly, maybe he was angry one moment, and the next moment he was coaxed by Shun Mao.

    "There are many dangers in the mountains, you don't want to go into the woods at will." He reminded.

    You Xuzhi: "Got it."

    He paused, and after Zhang Zuidong entered the kitchen, he went around to the door of the kitchen again, and said to the back inside, "Master, I don't cook easily."

    Eat it with gratitude, ignorant wood.

    These words are like a pebble thrown into Zhang Zuidong's heart, making small waves, Zhang Zuidong's angular outline seems to be softer, and his deep black eyes look at the bowl on the stove. The fish pursed her thin lips and pulled away a faint smile.

    He still doesn't know why he is emotional, he just feels a little happy.

    "Let me ask you, why don't you accept the meat pie that Pupinle gave you?"

    "Isn't he grateful that you helped him out that day? Why for no reason."

      On Asahi.

    "It's good to know." You Xuzhi's fruit was obviously misled.

    "I never thought Young Master You would cook."

    “How does it taste?”

    Zhang Zuidong commented: "Not bad."

    You Xuzhi is dissatisfied: "Just good?"

    Zhang Zuidong thought for a while, and added: "The outside is coke and the inside is tender, the saltiness is moderate, and the meat is fresh and tender. It can be seen that Young Master You has a good grasp of the heat and it is delicious. Thank you Young Master You."

    When he realizes that the topic is too far away, it is inevitable that he will go back to it deliberately.

    The main reason is that he was not prepared for Zhang Zuidong to change the subject. He realized later that he didn't want to entangle with him on that issue. like nature!

    —

    When it was still before dawn, You Xuzhi was awakened by a knock on the door. He slept in the room, turned over, and covered his head with the quilt.

    He heard the next room get up, and then the door opened, vaguely seemed to hear the voice of Pu Pingle.

    He was refreshed.

    You Xuzhi has a good memory. I remember there was a scene in the book. A mother-in-law in the village raised two pigs. up the mountain.

    Pigs are not the point, "finding pigs" is.

    The mother-in-law was next to Pu Pingle. He heard that the pig ran up the mountain, so he helped him find it. When he went up the mountain, he thought of Zhang Zuidong who lived on the mountain, and asked him if he had seen that The head pig, after learning that it was not, explained the reason and asked for help. Zhang Zuidong was cold-hearted, and when he heard the words, he went out with him to find it.

      .

    You Xuzhi opened a slit by the door to look outside.

    "…grandma lives alone, and no one takes care of her at home. Alas, this pig was waiting to be sold during the New Year. Seeing her in such a hurry, I can't bear it - Brother Zhang, I'm not familiar with this mountain, can you help grandma, let's go look for it together?"

    Zhang Zuidong didn't hesitate much. If the pig is lost, he must find it as soon as possible.

    "Okay, wait a minute, I'll get dressed." He heard a knock on the door, he was wearing an undershirt, and he came out without a coat. The countryside is not so particular.

    Pu Pingle could see that the man had just got up from the bed, his clothes were messy, and the masculine breath that rushed to his face made his face blush, he nodded, and his voice became gentler: "Okay, I am waiting for you."

    Zhang Zuidong turned around and glanced at the small crack in the side room exposed.

    His ink hair glowed with black jade luster, falling on his shoulders, and his wheat-colored skin was sturdy. At this moment, You Xuzhi, who was looking at people from the crack of the door, felt that his eyebrows were actually He is extremely good-looking, with deep black eyes and a slender and slender figure, without appearing rough. He is much softer in the morning with less edges and corners. He looks a bit like a young man in the city, gentle and graceful with strength.

    You Xuzhi looks at him on weekdays, but doesn't pay much attention to his facial features. He looks at his whole person's state, and he doesn't pay much attention to it. I have the impression that he is always doing farm work. Those young rough men are no different, this is the first time I see him just getting up.

    He thought wrong before, men are very different from rough men.

    Pu Pingle is a fragile beauty, while Zhang Zuidong is a stronger and more restrained beauty.

    With a small sound, the door was sewn up.