"Damn it!" Zhao Wenjie hurriedly twisted his body and adjusted his breathing, before gradually suppressing his body's reaction.

After practicing for about half an hour, Shumin finally finished yoga, took a damp cloth, untied her underwear, gently wiped the fine sweat overflowing from her body, and changed into a new underwear before she climbed into bed and earned a warm quilt, but she had something in her heart, tossed and turned, and fell asleep for a while.

Zhao Wenjie lay on the top of the bed, heard that her breathing had gradually stabilized, and knew that she was asleep, so he cautiously turned over and went to the ground, he opened the wooden box, looked at the stack of design drawings, and hesitated: Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, or don't startle the snake.

With this in mind, he opened the window and jumped down from the second floor, without making the slightest sound. Just as he was leaving, a gray wolf cub suddenly appeared in the corner, and the little wolf cub bit down on his boot without saying a word.

Unfortunately, its teeth had just erupted, and it couldn't bite into the thick leather boots.

Zhao Wenjie saw that it was such a small wolf cub who was fierce to him, and he was happy in his heart, so he picked it up casually, threw it aside, and went out by himself over the courtyard wall.

The little wolf was thrown out, and snorted in its mouth, and was extremely dissatisfied with the person who threw it, but it couldn't get out, so it had to chirp and spin against the courtyard wall.

The night was thick, Zhao Wenjie galloped quickly, and returned to his room after a few ups and downs, maybe he didn't notice it himself, and there was always a smile on the corner of his stiff mouth.

"Qin woman, you are really my windfall!"

Shumin slept until dawn, and when she woke up, she found that Liu Er was already preparing breakfast in the kitchen. Several other children were also having fun in the yard.

She felt very embarrassed, so she quickly took the spoon in Liu'er's hand and said to her, "You go play with them, I'll cook." ”

"Auntie, what's the fun of a group of little kids, I'll cook." Liu Er tugged at the spoon and refused to let go.

She has never been able to fully integrate herself into the family, and she must help to do something to make her feel at ease.

Otherwise, she felt that this happiness would one day be suddenly lost, and she would return to the days of displacement before.

"Okay then." Shu Min looked at her little face with pity, and smiled at her, "If you don't understand anything, just ask me, and I'll teach you again." ”

She forgot that Liu'er's cooking skills were praised even by her aunt. Her little bit of craftsmanship, still don't move the door and get an axe.

Shumin handed over the task of making breakfast to Liu'er, washed a bowl by himself, scooped up some rice and put it on the stove to boil porridge, brought it to boil, and added some Tian Qi and chicken to it. After thinking about it, I cut a little shredded ginger again.

The smell should be okay now, she sniffled as she smelled the scent in the air.

Seeing that the porridge was almost boiled, she found a large bowl, put it in a food box, and put it in a food box.

"Liu'er, you watch them eat, I'll go out." Shumin asked Liu Er to watch the children eat, and went to Chunquan's house with the food box herself.

Chunquan had already gotten up and sat on a rattan chair in the courtyard. Seeing Shumin coming, he struggled to get up.

"Sit down." Shumin said, "I'll boil you some porridge and eat it while it's hot." ”

Chunquan watched her go into the kitchen and get a small bowl, carefully scooped some chicken porridge into the small bowl, and then handed it to him.

Chunquan smiled and shook his hand, which was covered with white bandages, like two hammers.

"How do you wrap it up like this? I was next to Dr. Hu when I was bagging, obviously not like this. Shumin sweated.

"Uncle helped me change the medicine." Chunquan said with a smile.

"Hehe, I finally found out that my aunt is also not good at it." Shumin smiled, picked up a small spoon and scooped a mouthful of porridge, blew lightly, and handed it to his mouth.

Chun Quan looked at the steaming porridge and blushed. But I still ate it.

Shumin fed him bite by bite like feeding a child, and soon, a bowl of porridge bottomed out.

"You are blessed, I haven't fed anyone else except for feeding Hui'er!" Shumin smiled and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. There was a fire in the kitchen stove, and hot water was boiling in it.

"How can there be fire in your hearth!" Shumin asked

"Uncle has been here." Chunquan replied.

Not only did the aunt come, but she also made breakfast. He'd already had breakfast. But he wouldn't say it, otherwise how could he have eaten the breakfast that Shumin fed himself!

He lay on the rattan chair, bathed in the morning light, and his heart was warm.

Shu Min saw that he was in good spirits, and the big stone in her heart was half lowered, but when she saw that his hair was still stained with the dirt that had been stuck on the ground yesterday, she remembered that he was lying there helplessly crying.

"I'll wash your hair." Shumin said suddenly. She remembered that he had a habit of cleanliness, and that his head was full of mud, and he must have had a hard time.

"Well, let's wait until I'm ready, wash it myself." Chunquan was taken aback when he heard this, although his heart was sweet, but although this courtyard was remote, there were occasionally people who would pass by, and he couldn't tell it when he saw it.

"You have an injured wound on your hand, even if you get better, you can't touch the water immediately, you want to live with that mud?" Shumin said.

He only felt that his hair was a little dirty, but he didn't know that it was covered with dirt, and he couldn't sit still a little thinking about the dirt on his head.

He's clean.

"Okay then." As he spoke, he stood up, but as soon as his body moved, he pulled the wound on his body, and he squeaked his teeth in pain.

"Just lie there. I'll just fetch water. Shumin told him to lie down.

How do you wash your hair while lying down? He was puzzled, but he still lay down obediently.

Shumin brought a basin of water and placed it on top of a small stool, and placed an empty basin under the rattan chair, slowly untying his hair.

Men here have no shorter hair than women, because this is the perpetual thing, and the hair and skin of the body are subject to their parents, and they will never cut their hair unless they escape into the void.

Chunquan's hair was black and long, Shumin scooped warm water with a bowl and slowly watered them, and then gently wiped them with soap, and when the foam was up, she slowly grabbed it with her hands, and asked him how hard he was, whether he was pulling him, and so on

Chunquan's face has always been red, and his heart has always been warm. For Shumin's questions, they are all simple and well, even if they have been answered.

At the beginning, Chunquan was still a little nervous, worried about what to do if someone passed by the door and saw it, but as Shumin's movements became more and more gentle, coupled with the faint fragrance of soap, he obviously relaxed, and his expression slowly changed from nervousness to enjoyment.

Shumin washed him three times, and finally washed it. She found a dry cloth to wipe his hair.

At this time, the sunlight had already found its way into the small courtyard and shone on the two of them, both of whom seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, which was very dazzling from a distance.

The aunt watched from afar, sighed, and finally didn't step forward, turned around and went home. When I got home, I went into my room, and I lay on the bed and sighed.

"What's wrong with you?" Li Zheng doesn't know why, didn't he send washed clothes to Chunquan? Could it be that Chunquan's injury is strict again?

Uncle Niang didn't know what to say, so she said to Li Zheng, "It's okay, I'll lie down for a while." ”

After being married for so many years, he knows his wife's temperament best, and when he sees her like this, he doesn't know what is wrong, so he pulled her up from the bed and said, "Mother-in-law, if you have anything, just say it, and think about it for your husband." ”

Only then did the aunt express her worries.

"I also know that Hui'er Niang is not easy, but who is not good to choose, but should I choose Chunquan?" Uncle said.

"What's wrong with Chunquan?" When Li Zheng heard that it was for this, he smiled.

"It's not that Chunquan is bad, Chunquan and his sister Qiuhua are married to Zhengyuan. In this way, how messy this relationship is, and how unpleasant it is to say. Uncle Niang pouted. The younger sister reconciled the family, and the elder brother went back to marry the divorced woman. When this is said, the face of the old Zhang family is lost. ”

"You, you!" Li Zheng tapped his finger on the forehead of the aunt and said, "Worry about it! ”

"Don't you care at all?!" Seeing that he was still calm, Bu Niang said unconvinced.

"If it were someone else, I would have objected, but Hui'er Niang, don't say that she likes Chunquan, even if she wants to marry my son, I will agree without saying a word."

She is not an ordinary woman, and whoever marries her is her blessing. If it weren't for the fact that Zhengxiu was still young and didn't have the intention of marrying a wife, he wouldn't mind matching them.

Alas, our Zhang family is not blessed, it is cheaper than Chunquan's kid! Li Zheng scolded with a smile in his heart.

"What? You mean Jeong-so? No, absolutely not. The aunt exclaimed.

Zhengxiu is her youngest son, and he is also the most promising, and he is her favorite one, Shumin is okay if she is an ordinary girl who has not come out of the cabinet, but she not only married his cousin, but now she also likes Chunquan!

"Don't think about it, we Zhengxiu is going to be a big official in the future, and his daughter-in-law must be a young lady of the official family!" The aunt pinched her and said.

"Okay, whatever you say is what you say. Don't pinch me, okay. This woman was obedient to her words at that time, and she was as virtuous as she wanted, but she was begging with a bitter face in private.

Only then did the aunt stop, and walked out with her clothes.

"I sent this dress to Chunquan, and after so long, they should be done!"

After such a fuss, her mind suddenly let go. It doesn't matter if Chunquan or someone else, it doesn't matter who she likes, as long as it's not my family Zhengxiu. But there are so many descendants in the village, only Chunquan is the most in her eyes.

"Chunquan is Chunquan, it seems that he can be worthy of Hui'er Niang." Uncle Niang sighed in her heart and said. (To be continued.) )