After Wang Jiajia left, Xiao Ling saw that Xiao's mother had also gone back to the room to rest, so she whispered into Xiao Yao's ear. Xiao Yao sat up with a grunt, urging her to quickly change it.

"When you put on this dress, I can imagine what the Weaver Girl looks like when she descends to earth, but there is still a lack of fluttering wide sleeves and dancing light yarn. ”

Xiao Ling came out of Xiao Yu's room to change her clothes, Xiao Yao looked at Xiao Ling's beautiful and enchanting shadow under the background light in the room, and admired it from the bottom of his heart.

"If I could go to heaven, I would take you to the moon and let no one see you but your family. ”

Xiao Ling listened to Xiao Yao's praise, but she was a little dissatisfied in her heart. It's just that when Wang Jiajia was here just now, she carefully found that their eyes were wrong, and Xiao Yao might have inadvertent body movements. His body would rather be farther away from himself and closer to Wang Jiajia.

In her words, with obvious dissatisfaction, Xiao Yao didn't know where to offend her again, he reached out to pull Xiaoling to sit beside him, but Xiaoling turned around and sat next to her, but he could give him a back.

"What do you want? What's the matter, just say it, it's just the two of us here, why hold back?"

Xiao Yao pulled her shoulder with his hand, wanting to see her face. Xiao Ling leaned on his back, bowed her head and muttered:

"There are so many girls around you, you will see me too much in the future, and when you get tired of watching me, you won't like me anymore. ”

The beauty is in front of him, and he is full of warm fragrance, Xiao Yao didn't speak, he raised Xiaoling's chin with his fingers, he wanted to comfort her with actions, and also to satisfy his desire to steal incense.

But just when Xiao Yao's mouth was about to approach Xiao Ling's lips, Xiao Ling blocked it with her hand.

"How many girls have you kissed? I don't care about the past, if you kiss me, you have to promise not to kiss others again. I don't want you to be like a little bee, kissing this flower and kissing others. ”

Xiao Ling was actually hypocritical, but her request and analogy made Xiao Yao feel overwhelmed. Will he be able to sit down? The answer is no. Even if he promised not to take the initiative to kiss other girls, but He Bixiang and Tian Qian in Zhou Town, these two people, he couldn't refuse.

Xiao Yao lost his desire to kiss Xiao Ling, he let go of the arms holding Xiao Ling, lay down weakly, and continued to look at the stars in the sky. At this moment, a meteor crossed the sky rapidly, leaving a brilliant tail in an instant.

"Until that day, no one knows where they will be, maybe I will not wait for that day, I will disappear into the vast night sky like a meteor just now, and I will disappear without a trace in the earthly world. ”

When Xiao Yao said these words, his mind was dizzy. He has too much to let go, Huang Li left in the hospital in shame, Wu Liangyuan was admitted to a technical school, but he didn't know where to go, and Wang Jiajia was a hurdle he couldn't get over.

Xiaoling in front of him, Zhou Min, He Bixiang and Tian Qian in Zhou Zhen, the more he thought about it, the bigger his head became. Without Xiaoling's proposal, he has never taken the word "single-mindedness" seriously, and now he understands a little bit, there is no girl who likes abusive men.

But in Xiao Yao's mind, he didn't want to dominate these girls, he wanted to do his best to love and cherish the girls around him, and he didn't know how to choose yet. He could agree to marry any of them under certain circumstances, as long as she was happy.

Xiao Ling didn't expect that her pitiful request would provoke Xiao Yao to say such distressing words. Her love and tenderness for Xiao Yao are full of nowhere to vent.

She reached out to cover Xiao Yao's mouth, didn't let him say any more, and put her pretty head on Xiao Yao's chest, silent tears rolling down.

Xiao Ling couldn't hold back and didn't cry, but her tears quickly wet Xiao Yao's chest. The warm dampness spread out on the single clothes on his chest, and Xiao Yao was taken aback.

"Xiaoling, why are you crying?"

Xiao Yao pulled Xiao Ling's face, and with the light in this room, he saw that Xiao Ling's face was already full of tears.

"Xiao Yao, don't say that, you said that I feel so uncomfortable, it's all my fault. Woo woo woo ....... ”

Xiao Ling forced her crying, she didn't dare to let Xiao's mother, who was sleeping in the back room, hear it.

"You, okay, why are you crying so sadly? You're right, I only said what I felt when I saw a meteor, we are not all like ....... ”

"Don't say it. ”

Xiao Ling covered Xiao Yao's mouth with her hand again, and she didn't let go of it this time.

"Xiao Yao, do you know? I heard in the factory that you were injured, and my heart was as uncomfortable as a knife, but the factory director didn't let me go to the hospital to see you, and I kept thinking in my heart every day, thinking that you would get better soon. What you just said makes my heart hurt so much. ”

Xiao Yao couldn't speak, so he could only look at Xiao Ling's delicate lips with his eyes, squirming up and down to speak. He couldn't figure it out, this woman's heart wasn't fleshy, and it would hurt to listen to a few words of frustration? He really wanted to remove Xiao Ling's palm covering her mouth, hug her in his arms, and kiss her little mouth.

But...... As soon as Xiao Yao thought of her request, he lost that impulsive desire.

"I'm about to be covered by you, do you want to murder your husband?"

"If I kill you, I'll be with you. ”

Xiao Ling didn't let go when she spoke, Xiao Yao was really uncomfortable, so he had to pull Xiao Ling's hand away and teased casually. Hearing Xiao Yao's words, Xiao Ling was very happy, and she also lay down comfortably on her side, leaning beside Xiao Yao.

The night of waiting is difficult, the dawn of long-awaited will not wait for a long time, and the night of the lover is so short, and time passes quickly and inadvertently.

The night was heavy and heavy, and it was not until a wave of sleepiness hit that Xiao Ling reluctantly went to rest under Xiao Yao's urging.

Xiao Ling returned to Xiao Yu's room, feeling that she hadn't fallen asleep yet, the sky was already bright, she got up with spirits, came to the back kitchen, and assisted Xiao's mother in making breakfast together.

"Why don't you sleep a little longer? I'll just do it myself. You were out in the shade last night and slept so late, you young people, you will get dizzy if you don't sleep well. ”

People are getting older, although their physical strength can't keep up, but the corresponding drowsiness is less, when Xiao Yao and Xiaoling were sleeping, Xiao's mother noticed it.

"Auntie, I'll do it, I slept yesterday afternoon, and I didn't fall asleep. ”

Xiao Ling couldn't help but yawn when she spoke. She held on because she didn't want to be regarded as her future mother-in-law and see her as a lazy daughter-in-law.

"Go ahead, look at you, what are you sleepy, don't hold on, go get some sleep, and wait until you wake up and have breakfast." ”

Xiao's mother forcibly pushed Xiao Ling out of the kitchen, took out glutinous rice noodles and indica rice noodles and other things, and mixed them together without hurrying. Xiao Yao likes to eat sticky food, and she wants to make a luxurious breakfast for her son and Xiaoling--- and jump.

"Jumping" was a kind of early morning when the countryside encountered red and white ceremonies and family events such as the beams on the new house. It is often a lot of relatives and friends, and neighbors come to celebrate together, which is a great weight.

"Jumping" is to mix half of the indica rice flour and half of the glutinous rice flour well, then boil a large pot of boiling water, and pour the mixed noodles into the pot. Usually the men with great strength make noodles on the stove, and the women make a fire under the stove, and in this way, the noodles are ripe in about 20 minutes.

Then, the mixing surface, which is still a little hot, is kneaded into round balls the size of a glass ball for children. When rubbing, because the hot noodles are sticky to your hands, you should moisten your hands with egg white, and then fry them in the pan after rubbing.

The round balls like white jade are tossed up and down in the boiling oil pan, jumping up and down, and after being fried, they turn golden yellow, which is very beautiful. The smell of oil from the high temperature can fill the whole village, especially seducing people's appetite.

The well-done "beating" is crispy inside and outside when eaten in the mouth, which is particularly refreshing. Everyone scrambled to be the first to rush up. Don't look at making a big pot of noodles, but it's in short supply. Many times, the vast majority of people are still hungry.

Xiao Ling was pushed out of the kitchen by Xiao's mother, she wanted to go back to Xiao Yu's room to continue sleeping, but she wanted to go to see Xiao Yao, her footsteps involuntarily walked to Xiao Yao's door, she reached out and gently pushed, and the door opened.

Not closing the house at night was a common phenomenon in the rural summer at that time. Mosquito nets are used in the house, and the doors are directly opened, so that the cool breeze at night can enter the room without hindrance.

When it's really hot, there are even many people who sleep in the open air outside their houses or in the threshing floor, using cool beds and putting on mosquito nets.

The summer morning was very cool and pleasant, Xiao Yao was sleeping soundly in bed at this time, Xiao Ling came to the bed lightly, and saw Xiao Yao who was sleeping, she didn't even feel tired at this time.

Not long after, Xiao Yao was stimulated by the fragrance of his mother's fried "slapping" to wake up, he wrinkled his nose, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xiao Ling sitting on the edge of the bed, he didn't say a word, he reached out and hugged Xiao Ling and pressed it on his chest.

"Let go, get up, wash up and have breakfast. ”

Xiao Ling was warm by Xiao Yao for a while, and then urged.

"It smells so good. If you don't sleep, why are you sitting here?"

Xiao Yao's first sigh has a double meaning. Xiao Ling only thought that Xiao Yao was talking about her, she struggled shyly, did not answer Xiao Yao's question, and went directly to squeeze toothpaste for Xiao Yao with a toothbrush and wait for him to wash.

"The two sons of my family, as long as they smell the fragrance, they don't need to shout and get up. Xiaoling, don't wait for him, come and eat it while it's hot. ”

"Auntie, you are doing such a troublesome job alone, and you won't let me help you. ”

Seeing a pot of golden "jumping" on the table, Xiao Ling blamed herself, she knew the procedure for making this thing, that is, the more people, the better.

"It's not too much trouble, although the steps can't be less, but I do less, and it saves a lot of trouble with firewood. ”

As Xiao Mu spoke, she once again "beaten" the fried pot, scooped it up with an oil scoop, and put it in the basin on the table. Just when Xiao's mother turned around and went to work again, Xiao Yao came in from the courtyard after wiping his face, and impatiently reached out to grab it and eat.

(Note: The ingredients and production process of "Jumping" in this chapter are provided by Wang Jiajia in the article, and Qiutang once again expresses his gratitude.) ）