Due to the sudden change in the sky, the vendor who was in a hurry to hang the goods collected the things, scolding and scolding his mother, "Damn the ghost weather, I didn't know in advance when the sky changed, and I was busy working in vain." ”

The two walked out of the town, on the dirt road leading to the countryside, there was no one left, it was already dark, the cool breeze and scattered raindrops fell from the sky, Leng Xiaoxi couldn't help but feel anxious, but because Ji Boming's legs and feet were not good, she had to try to stabilize her footsteps and take care of him.

However, Leng Xiaoxi soon discovered that Ji Boming walked as fast as lightning, like a person with a leg injury, she had to sprint at a speed of 100 meters to keep up with his footsteps.

It is thanks to her that she was born with a pair of big feet to be like this, if her feet are the same as the women in the village, what can she do, Leng Xiaoxi observed him while running, the nature of the doctor made her want to ask, how did he get his leg injury? How long has it been, and where is the leg injured?

But Ji Boming's feet were really fast, his face was tense, and he didn't care about her, and Leng Xiaoxi didn't want to ask cheekily at this time.

What Leng Xiaoxi didn't know was that at this time, if Ji Boming could perform light skills, he would be able to get home in the blink of an eye.

It was he who took care of the ugly daughter-in-law around him, and he had to take care of her, but Ji Boming didn't expect that Leng Xiaoxi's running speed was not slow, and the way she ran with her arms was different from the woman he saw.

As soon as they arrived home, the heavy rain fell overwhelmingly, Leng Xiaoxi hurriedly collected the sheets, Ji Boming took a basin of water, returned to his room as if nothing was right, and went to wash.

Leng Xiaoxi lit the oil lamp and returned to the room, God forbid, the sheet was not completely wet by the rain, but it seemed that he couldn't sleep.

Jumping under the dim light, Leng Xiaoxi made a difficulty, it seems that there is no quilt to use tonight.

At this time, the wind outside swept raindrops through the broken windows and cracks in the doors, Leng Xiaoxi's bed was under the window, and she quickly collected the sheets and cotton wool into the cabinet.

Looking at the bleak wind outside, Leng Xiaoxi's heart was even more bottomless, if this heavy rain kept falling, then, tomorrow, if the sky is not clear, the beef and mutton bought today will be bad.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but lament, God didn't help her.

Thinking like this, Leng Xiaoxi sat for a while, since God left her in this kind of place, she didn't want to be strong and no one helped her to be strong, just think about it! She stood up, no matter what the weather was tomorrow, she also had to prepare the things for tomorrow, cut the beef and mutton into pieces, and skewer them on bamboo skewers to prepare.

Thinking of the bamboo sticks, she had to first bring in the bamboo that was placed at the back of the house and sharpen the bamboo sticks with a knife, so she came to the door, rushed into the rain, ran to the back of the house, and dragged the bamboo into the door.

"What are you doing here?" Ji Boming finished washing up and came out of the room with a basin.

"Sharpen bamboo sticks. Leng Xiaoxi threw the bamboo on the kitchen floor.

"What are you doing with bamboo sticks?" Ji Boming poured water outside the door, turning his head to look at her puzzled.

"Sharpen bamboo skewers and meat skewers!" she took out a kitchen knife from the cupboard and began to chop bamboo.

"Kebabs?" Ji Boming put down the basin, and his eyes widened for some reason.

The bamboo that had been sun-dried was very hard, and the kitchen knife was very dull, clang, clang, clang, Leng Xiaoxi waved the knife and cut it for a long time, but she did not cut the bamboo, but she was tired and panting.

Looking up, she looked at him, "Ji Boming, don't you think that the meat you bought is for you to eat?"

"Isn't it?" Ji Boming asked stubbornly, not looking like he wanted to help.

"Ji Boming, do you still want to eat tomorrow?" Leng Xiaoxi was angry, it didn't matter if he didn't help, why did he talk so much, long-winded.