"You sleep on the bed, and I sleep on this table. Ji Boming sighed.

"How can you sleep on the desk, we have to be busy all day at dawn, so you sleep in your bed, I'll go back and see if it's leaking." After Leng Xiaoxi finished speaking, he fled in a hurry.

Her room was cold and damp, the floor was muddy, the dilapidated wooden bed was littered with water, and fortunately, the only place where the rain was leaking was still ticking.

"How can people live in such a room?" Ji Boming saw Leng Xiaoxi fleeing in a hurry, his heart tightened, and he followed closely.

"No, you go back to sleep, I'll clean up, wipe off the water and go to sleep." Leaving his room, Leng Xiaoxi returned to normal, and his breathing seemed to become smoother.

Ji Boming saw that Leng Xiaoxi insisted on this, and he was embarrassed to say something.

"I'm a man, I live here. Ji Boming couldn't help but say, picked up a rag to wipe the wooden board on the bed, Leng Xiaoxi saw that he insisted on doing so, so he had to help him wipe it together.

Soon, the water stains on the wooden bed were wiped dry, Ji Boming brought some straw that was not wet from the stove and spread it on the bed, Leng Xiaoxi brought a quilt from Ji Boming's room and spread it on the bed, half of it was made and half of it could be covered.

"That's fine, you go back to sleep!" Ji Boming said, closing the door.

Seeing this, Leng Xiaoxi came to the stove, lit a fire, boiled hot water, knocked on the door, and brought him a cup of hot water, and the remaining hot water was enough for her to wash and apply to her face.

After washing carefully, lying on the bed, Leng Xiaoxi took out the silver needle he bought, pressed several acupuncture points on his face, twisted the silver needle in his hand, endured the pain and pricked it, closed his eyes and rested for most of the hour, after his face was hot and numb, Xiaoxi picked up the needle, and then undressed and lay on Ji Boming's bed, closed his eyes and slept.

This night, Leng Xiaoxi slept very deeply and soundly, I don't know how long it was.

The sunlight shone through the dilapidated window lattice on Xiao Xi's face, she opened her eyes, and there was the sound of burning fire in her ears, as well as the smell of rice and porridge boiling in the pot.

Dressed, Leng Xiaoxi walked out of the room.

Ji Boming sat awkwardly on the wooden bench in front of the stove, his childish face was red and his eyes were bright.

"Are you awake? The hot water for washing your face is in the basin, and when you wash it, the rice is cooked. ”

"Why don't you call me when you get up?" Leng Xiaoxi's heart was hot, and as he spoke, he lifted the lid of the pot, and the heat rushed out of the pot.

"I saw that you were sleeping deeply, so I didn't call you. Sweet potatoes and brown rice are boiling in the pot," Ji Boming said, blushing again, "I don't know how to cook, even if I put oil and salt like you, I don't know if the cooked things are delicious or not." ”

Before he could eat a bite, Leng Xiaoxi praised him with shining eyes and said, "Well, it's really good, it smells very good." ”

Leng Jiuhua, who passed by the door and went to work in the field, saw the white gas bubbling in the kitchen, and the probe of good things came in and said funny: "Yo, the little couple is cooking." ”

Chunhua Niang followed, and when she saw Leng Jiuhua coming, she also twisted her ass and followed, and when she looked around, she saw that the person sitting under the stove and burning the fire was Ji Boming, and her face was surprised, and she flattened her mouth with a jealous look on her face, "Big nephew, why did you go to the kitchen, aren't these the jobs that women should do?"

Leng Jiuhua saw Chunhua Niang's provocative face, and didn't give Chunhua Niang face at all, stabbed her, and said: "Chunhua Niang, you are jealous, and jealousy also makes your Chunhua father learn from Bo Ming and cook a meal for you." ”

Everyone knows that Chunhua's father is a complete half-hanger, second-rate, and the master who eats cold and sour, and only wanders around the village with his hands behind his back every day, and sees which little daughter-in-law is handsome and comes forward to tease a few words, and secretly rubs oil to eat while people are unprepared.

Leng Jiuhua's words made Chunhua Niang's face darken in an instant.