There are two more sensible babies along the way, not only does not bring a burden to the trip, but there are a lot of interesting things. www.biquge.info As long as Feng was not busy cooking, Mo Xiaohe invited people to his carriage and did needlework with Feng.

Maybe it's because the days are too leisurely, everything has her husband Gu Zheng to take care of her, she herself lacks a mind, she always feels that something is missing, she only finds out after going out for more than ten days, she eats, drinks and sleeps, idles every day, and doesn't do anything serious.

has already married, but Mo Xiaohe is not diligent, the five grains are not divided, and she knows little about the common sense and tricks of life, she is excited to make clothes for the two little babies, only to find that the most basic cutting is very difficult, the needlework is to inherit the memory of the original owner, but through this year almost never moved, very rusty.

Feng Shi saw that she was sewing the cuffs, and the edges were not neat, resulting in one side being long and the other being short, and her face was entangled, she wanted to say a few words, but because Mo Xiaohe was her owner, she was not very embarrassed. If there is a subordinate in the family, it can be handed over to the subordinate to do it, but a woman, living at home, is always right to learn a few more hands.

"Xiaohe, it's the other way around here."

Seeing Mo Xiaohe repeatedly, almost ruining the good fabric, Feng Shi finally couldn't help it, she twitched the corner of her mouth, this scene is really poisonous eyes, if she doesn't point it out, Mo Xiaohe will have an infinite cycle of death, and grope for herself.

"yes, I said something wrong."

After thinking for a while, Mo Xiaohe suddenly realized that she had indeed reversed herself. Drawing is her forte, she is real, similar to talking on paper, she used to have the help of her mother Li, but now that she is married, the water that is spilled out can't rely on Li for a lifetime.

"Aunt Feng, isn't that right?"

Relying on the memory of the original owner and his own exploration, soon, Mo Xiaohe slowly became familiar with it, and the stitches were almost smooth. After passing through, she helped her mother to light the fire and wash her clothes at most, just like the daughter of the ten fingers that did not touch the spring water, looking at her delicate hands, she knew that she had never done any work.

This is not to blame her, she has a high body and mind, and thinks that with her own character, there is no problem in marrying into a high family, Mo Jingshan and the Li family spoil their daughter, and always feel that she is still young, stay at home for a few more years, and learn in time.

"Yes, Xiaohe, I don't think you know at all, you haven't done it for a long time, and your craftsmanship is rusty, right?"

Feng Shi leaned over and saw that Mo Xiaohe was embroidering a butterfly on the cuffs, flying needles and threads, looking the same, and just like the two of them, she was confused. Mo Xiaohe nodded, her brain is blank now, basically the inertia of her body is moving, and it is no problem to embroider some beautiful flowers, which fully reflects that she is from Dawu. In Dawu, whether it is a young lady from a rich family or a little lady from an ordinary family, they all like to embroider flowers on their dresses, even if it is a skirt with patches, the patches should be covered to make it as beautiful as possible.

"Aunt Feng."

Mo Xiaohe glanced out the window, Gu Zheng's back was soaked again, the more difficult it was to walk, the hotter it became, it hadn't rained for the past two days, the sun had dried up the ground, and she was quite uncomfortable sitting in the carriage, let alone catching a car outside.

Before going to bed last night, Mo Xiaohe saw that Gu Zheng's front placket was red and swollen, and she smeared a layer of cool ointment on him distressedly, waiting for the skin to peel off before it could be completely healed.

Seeing that his husband didn't pay attention, Mo Xiaohe whispered in Feng's ear, "I want to learn to make clothes and shoes, take advantage of the early weather, you can give me a few words." ”

Gu Zheng's clothes were all bought in ready-to-wear stores, because he was tall and didn't have a particularly suitable size, so the clothes were obviously one size smaller, and the two didn't get married before, so forget it, now she is his wife, and she will have to take care of the family in the future.

"What's the matter, there's nothing wrong with making clothes."

Feng Shi looked at Mo Xiaohe's fingers, they were as delicate as shallots, and they would definitely be worn out to make shoes, how could a delicate little lady hold a thimble, looking at her small arms, she didn't have much strength. The difficulty in making clothes is cutting, Mo Xiaohe can draw, and it is not difficult to cut.

Mo Xiaohe took out a cyan muslin cloth, which she secretly bought for Gu Zheng, and always wanted to make him a dress, and when the husband and wife had sex at night, she took the initiative to hug his shoulders and waist and secretly measure the size. Feng personally guided, there are a few tips for cutting, as long as you master it, you can learn it quickly.

"Auntie, I don't know how to make shoes, I see my mother taking mille-feuille soles and using thick needles."

In fact, the Li family is busy with housework and has little time to make shoes, more than half of the shoes of father Mo Jingshan and eldest brother Mo Huaiyuan are made by the old lady of the Mo family, she is fast, and she can make a pair of shoes in a day.

Mo Xiaohe is a new hand, just listening to Feng's explanation of the steps, she is about to faint, a total of seven steps, the shoes made, after washing, shrink and easy to squeeze the feet, so when brushing, in the big toe to stuff the smooth pebbles.

The two of them worked together on needlework, and the time passed quickly, until it was dark, and the caravan stopped to rest, Feng quickly put away the sewing basket and went down to make dinner.

Mo Xiaohe rubbed her eyes, folded her half-made clothes neatly, and hid them, she couldn't eat a fat man in one bite, she decided to take her time and make herself virtuous.

"It's been a long time to travel today, are you hungry?"

Gu Zheng went into the bathroom in the carriage and got a set of clothes, waiting to go to the river to clean it. There were several snacks in the carriage, all of which his wife liked to eat, and he specially bought more, for fear that she would treat himself badly for the sake of the two little babies.

"I'm not too hungry, keep my stomach and wait for Aunt Feng to make noodles."

There are also fine white noodles on the car, the caravan wants to improve life, the ingredients are ready, eat oil and spicy meat noodles at night, simple and trouble-free, and then shoot a cucumber, get a boiled shredded potatoes to make cold dishes, cool and not greasy.

"Husband, you eat a pear to quench your thirst first."

In a hurry during the day, Mo Xiaohe was busy making clothes, ignoring her husband, she suddenly remembered that she didn't give him a sip of herbal tea, seeing that his lips were chapped and his beard was unshaven, she felt distressed again and hated her own negligence.

"Okay."

Gu Zheng didn't rush to wash, he sat on the car bench, Mo Xiaohe was looking for him to wash the soft cloth towel and bath beans, packed it in a small bamboo basket, and kept telling him that he must take medicine when he comes back from the sunburned place on his placket.

His eyes slowly changed from cold to warm, he was lonely before, and he once imagined that in the future, there would be a lady nagging around him, he would not be as annoyed as the men in the village, it was a feeling of being cared for, very warm, he listened silently, nodding from time to time.

"Okay, that's all, you get your clothes back, and I'll wash them for you."

Mo Xiaohe found that she was really lazy, she repented deeply, not only that, but her dress was also washed by her husband before. It's okay to do it once in a while, and you can't always oppress him like this.

"No, it's right by the river, Uncle Jiang and they all wash it by themselves."

After Gu Zheng finished eating the pears, he just wanted to get off the carriage, but was stopped by Mo Xiaohe, "Husband, come over for a while." ”

Gu Zheng raised his eyebrows, he didn't know why, but he still obediently took a few steps forward, and in an instant, Mo Xiaohe made a jumping motion, like a koala, hugged his neck, and imprinted a kiss on his lips.

"Alright, there you go."

It's not that she wants to take the initiative to throw herself into her arms, the size she measured a few days ago, she is afraid that there will be errors, so she uses the way of hugging, and then measures it, if the clothes are done, it is not easy to change the size.

Gu Zheng was frozen by his mother's sudden movements, feeling the moisture on his upper lip, his consciousness regained clarity, just a dragonfly with water, this was not enough, so his body was honestly dominated by his brain, leaned over, blocked Mo Xiaohe on the wall of the car, and kissed her soft lips.

"Husband ......"

Mo Xiaohe's eyes widened, she really didn't mean to take the initiative to seduce, but he turned her head domineeringly, and he didn't allow her to think too much, and I don't know how long it took, Mo Xiaohe eased up, and the car was already empty.

"Hallucinations?"

Mo Xiaohe patted her face and touched a small bronze mirror, in the mirror, her face was full of spring, her eyes were like autumn water, her lips were ruddy, and they were already swollen, you can imagine how hard the two of them worked just now.

Gu Zheng is very passive and doesn't express himself very well, many times, it is Mo Xiaohe who makes the decisions herself, she always takes it for granted, thinking that he will not have an opinion.

Between husband and wife, no matter what they do, it is best to have a discussion, and also show respect for each other, she is determined to treat him well, not rely on the previous sympathy, pitiful.

After correcting his attitude, Mo Xiaohe got out of the carriage.

The sky was gray, the cool breeze was blowing in the mountains, the men of the caravan had been tired for a day, and had already gone to the river, leaving only Feng Shi cooking meat, and there were star anise, ginger, and cinnamon in the cauldron, and the fishy smell of meat was removed.

On the board, Feng is kneading dough, twenty people are eating, the men eat a lot, they have to do a lot at a time, kneading dough is a hard job.

"Aunt Feng, I'll help shoot the cucumbers."

Next to the board, there are two or three oil lamps hanging to illuminate it, and moths are attracted next to it, and I don't know where Uncle Jiang got the curtain like a fishing net, and cooking in the curtain, you don't have to worry about these insects.

It's easy to pat cucumbers, it's easier to pat them than to cut them, and when it's time to get some minced garlic, salt, vinegar, and then pour spicy seeds, the taste is refreshing. She had just made cucumbers, and Uncle Jiang and Feng Dachun had already returned from washing, and fetched two buckets of water to help cut the potatoes.

Feng Dachun went to the knife, the speed is no less than that of the top chef in the restaurant, the shredded potatoes are very thin, each one is almost transparent, such a knife work, it is a pity not to be a cook.

"Alright, it's time to eat!"

When everyone returned one after another, Feng Shi also made the noodles and carried out the final process.

The braised pork is fat and thin, it has been soft and rotten, the red soup is bubbling with oil flowers, fat but not greasy, there is not much oil and water in people's stomachs these days, and only the veil is used to rub the bottom of the pot to cook, and there is lard to stir-fry, which is rare.

Mo Xiaohe didn't need oil and water, she gave Gu Zheng the fat in her bowl, and she only kept two pieces of lean meat, she pointed to the cucumber and looked proud, looking forward to her husband's affirmation.

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I thought about it for a day yesterday and decided to give the male protagonist more shots in the future...