Listening to the tone of this lesson, it is not inferior to the voice of Jiang Hua just now. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Waiting for the person who spoke, bypassing the sheltered wooden house, appeared in front of everyone, Lin Zeng looked at the thin little centenarian, and finally knew the origin of her name.

The old woman's white hair was like snow, neatly combed on her head, tied into a bun, and on the top of her head, three sharpened knives with a cold light were inserted very strangely.

One of the three knives had a hilt in the center of the head, reaching into the sky, and the other two were perpendicular to it, looking like a missing cross.

When the mother-in-law of the three knives spoke, her expression was sharp, and the three cold knives swayed, refracting a cold light in the sun. With the loose muscles and wrinkles on his face, Isaac, who has always been timid, was frightened and his head went blank, thinking that the evil witch in the story had appeared, and his neck was stiff and hid behind Lin Zeng and Jiang Hua.

However, the younger red boy was not scared.

He stood beside Jiang Hua, letting the cold eyes of the mother-in-law of Sandao sweep by, but he nodded a little crampedly, remembering that the school teachers usually educate and treat people politely, and hurriedly said: "Mother-in-law Sandao, hello." ”

I don't know if it's Lin Zeng's illusion, he seems to see the sharp awl-like eyes of the three-knife mother-in-law, much gentler, she nodded imperceptibly, and then continued to say to Jiang Hua: "You little glutton, just remember to come to see me at this time, and come to worry about my family's food again!"

Jiang Hua smiled and said, "No, I brought you something good." ”

As he spoke, he handed over the shopping bag in his hand.

This old woman has lived for more than a century, but her hands and feet do not tremble at all. She wore a long dress with red and black stripes mixed with antique style, with the exposed toes of her feet and a delicate peony flower embroidered, which looked very elegant. In particular, her snow-white bun without a trace of variegated hair is shiny when you look closely, and it feels particularly beautiful.

She took the bag, didn't need anyone's help, and took out the gift that Jiang Hua had given her.

All right!

Lin Zeng saw that Jiang Hua's gift to this old man was really unique and extraordinary, which made Lin Zeng scratch his scalp, and he would not think of giving this thing.

It turned out to be a Dior lipstick?

Lin had not studied cosmetics much, but he still knew the logo of this well-known cosmetics company.

"Hehe, this is a new bean paste color, I specially asked a friend to buy it for me in country A, and it was only sent last week, I think it matches the favorite set of headgear of Sandao mother-in-law. Jiang Hua stretched his waist with a big grin, and spoke in a tone that did not regard this old woman as a person of the last century, as if she was a best friend of his age.

The three-knife mother-in-law pursed her lips and snorted coldly, and said disdainfully: "This color is far from the red lipstick of the concubine in the previous rouge shop in Siming County, if it weren't for the fact that the old shop had an unfilial son more than forty years ago and broke off the ancestral craft, I will give you a pomegranate red lipstick that they like the most among the girls in the boudoir, which is much better than this bean paste color." ”

Although the mother-in-law of Sandao was very disgusted with the big-name lipstick given to her by Jiang Hua, she directly put it into the pocket of her clothes.

Jiang Hua didn't mind, pulled Lin Zeng, who was silently the background board, over, and introduced: "Mother-in-law Sandao, this is my boyfriend, I have passed the eyes of several old uncles, today we came to you for lunch." ”

Lin Zeng only felt that this old woman with three knives on her head, the corner of her eyes swept over Lin Zeng, and before she could look at him, she said as if no one was in a hurry: "He is not in a hurry, he is not ambitious, he is ruthless, he has endured hardships, but he is a lonely, what do you like about him?"

"Let's talk. Jiang Hua glanced at Lin Zeng with a smile, "Eating with him is particularly interesting, you can eat from beginning to end." ”

After Jiang Hua finished speaking, the mother-in-law of the three knives did not continue to complain.

This time, he stared at Lin Zeng's face seriously for half a minute, nodded silently, and turned around and walked into the wooden house.

"Mother-in-law is cooking, let's go sit in the house!" Jiang Hua probably knew the character of this eccentric old man who lived alone very well, and she led them directly to sit on a log-colored square table in the middle room.

"Shall we not help?" Although the three-knife mother-in-law seems to be not bad at moving, is it okay for them to sit in such a group of young and strong people and let an old man run to cook?

"If you don't say help, your mother-in-law is in a good mood, and if you offer to help, your mother-in-law may be so angry that she pulls a knife from her head and drives you back to town. And don't worry, she has always cooked three meals a day by herself, and now she cooks for a few more people. And her mother-in-law never let people go in to see her cooking, and she has her own unique secret recipe. Jiang Hua shrugged and told Lin Zeng about the temper of his mother-in-law, but after she finished speaking, she found Isaac cowering and poking his head outside the wooden house, not daring to come in, and asked strangely, "Xiao Sa, what's wrong with you?"

"Well, it's okay!" Isaac touched his nose in embarrassment, a little embarrassed, he didn't have the cheekiness to say the "dead rat" and "skull" that he silently muttered in his heart, but mustered up the courage to walk into the "witch's house" in his eyes.

However, the room is clean and simple, there are still a few landscape oil paintings with slightly immature brushstrokes hanging on the wall, and the wood-colored square table they sit on still feels a little Nordic style.

"Is this table?

"Haha, it's so obvious. Jiang Hua nodded, "Two years ago, the mother-in-law of Sandao thought that the old table was old and gloomy, and she looked spiritless, so I gave her a clean and bright square table, and she liked it very much." The painting on the wall was also painted by me. ”

"I see, I feel that she is more energetic than many young people. Lin Zeng said with some emotion.

Living alone in the mountains and forests, more than 100 years old, he still takes care of himself very well, grows vegetables and cooks, decorates the home, and lives without a long time.

Many young people living in the city are strong in physical strength, but they are desolate and unkempt all day long, and they may not be able to reach this hundred-year-old mother-in-law with physical strength.

"Yes, she still picks up firewood nearby every day to cook food!"

"Why does she have three knives stuck in her head?" Lin Zeng saw that the mother-in-law of the three knives did not come out for a while, and asked the most perplexing question.

"I know!" Unexpectedly, it was the youngest red boy who took the initiative to raise his hand.

"Huh, what's the reason?" Lin Zeng was surprised.

"'In the following decades, I also met rural women in Japan, the United States, England, France, and the Soviet Union, and I felt that there was no country in the world where rural women could compare with the 'three hairpins' in my hometown, in terms of handsomeness, bravery, and dress, they were all too far behind!'" Hongzai opened his mouth and recited a text, "In the local course last semester, there was an essay written by Mr. Bingxin, which was about the headdress of the 'three knives' in Qinghe City a hundred years ago, and I also saw the PPT photo played by the teacher, which was exactly the same as the knife on the head of the mother-in-law of the three knives!"

"You can do it! It's all memorized by you!" Lin Zeng was impressed by the red boy, and he didn't expect that the red boy, who was a wild child in the tree a few months ago, can now recite prose.

"Red Boy is right. The three-knife mother-in-law is the traditional 'three knives' in Qinghe City a hundred years ago, the late Qing Dynasty and the early Ming Dynasty were extremely perennial, but after liberation, it was completely extinct, but unlike ordinary women, the knife on her head is made of 100 steel, and the blade has been opened, and it can really cut people. ”

While they were chatting, a scent gradually came from the wooden house on the side that Lin Zeng had never smelled.

Initially, the aroma is very light, but as time passes, it becomes more and more intense.

This smell is indescribable, except for Jiang Hua's calm expression, everyone else showed a confused expression.

They had never smelled the aroma of this food.

Just as Lin Zeng was struggling with what food this aroma came from, the system made a prompt sound very abruptly.

"A special fruit was retrieved, the system is identifying, please ...... later"