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After the three of them finished eating, Shen Miao began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and before he started, the old man said: "You haven't eaten a few for so long, let him do this kind of thing." ”

Yang Xingfeng was not happy when he heard it, what is his identity? I wanted him to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but there was no door, so I blurted out and refused: "No." ”

Shen Miao glanced at Yang Xingfeng strangely, he was not ready to really let the other party wash the dishes and chopsticks, but he refused so unceremoniously, he was still quite unhappy, so he asked, "Why not?" ”

Yang Xingfeng wanted to say how he could wash the dishes, but thinking that he would reveal his identity, he made an excuse: "I won't." ”

Shen Miao was speechless, washing dishes is such a simple thing, even if you can't do it, just learn it.

Yang Xingfeng saw Shen Miao's thoughts, reluctantly did the surface work, stood up with a slight trembling, and stretched out his hand to the dishes and chopsticks: "Okay, I'll wash it." As he spoke, he accidentally dropped a bowl and apologized, "Oops, my hand slipped." ”

Shen Miao was angry when he saw it, when he was a fool? The action when eating just now was so neat, it would be disadvantageous to wash it? Then he accused: "Hey, why are you like this? ”

"What's wrong with me?" Yang Xingfeng frowned, "I haven't said yours yet, I don't have a name?" ”

Shen Miao recalled Yang Xingfeng's name, he really didn't know, this person hadn't told him his name since he woke up, so he said, "You haven't told me again, how do I know?" ”

"You're not ......" already known? Yang Xingfeng bit the second half of the sentence in time.

"What am I not?" Shen Miao asked rhetorically.

Yang Xingfeng frowned: "Forget it, I don't care about this kind of thing with you, my name is Xue Shan." "The word Xue is the surname of Yang Xingfeng's mother, and the word mountain is taken from the side of the word Feng.

"Okay, Xue Shan, if you don't want to wash the dishes, you can't break the bowl so perfunctorily." Shen Miao continued the topic of Fang Cai.

Yang Xingfeng's eyes moved slightly, vaguely revealing a hint of murderous aura, and said in his heart: Liu Nianlang, if you force each other like this step by step, don't blame me for being polite. He is used to seeing the king's law, and he often kills people because of an unhappiness in his own house, but he still hasn't changed much in this situation.

Seeing this, the old man said to Shen Miao in time: "Forget it, let him go!" There has been a lot of rain these days, and there will be some water in the ravine for a short time, so take it there and wash it. With that, he sorted out the pots and chopsticks and went out first.

Shen Miao didn't want the old man to not only provide food, but also wash the dishes, so he had to ignore Yang Xingfeng for the time being and chased him out.

The old man walked very fast, and when he was about to reach the ravine, Shen Miao caught up.

There are some small dams built by the villagers in the ravine, and now some water has accumulated, and it is not a problem to wash the dishes, so the old man squatted down and placed the pots and bowls at his feet, and started to wash them.

Shen Miao hurriedly snatched it: "I'll wash it." ”

The old man shook his head and pointed to Shen Miao's clothes: "You pick yourself up first." ”

Shen Miao then looked at his clothes, his white clothes were already stained with a lot of ash, and there were two black and thick strips on the placket, which were left by him last night when he served the pottery pot, which was very unsightly. Although Shen Miao is the kind of person who is not very trim, he can't bear it when he sees this appearance, so he hurriedly undresses and prepares to wash.

He was wearing a middle coat, which was not so easy to take off from his coat, especially his dress, which could not even be unbuttoned.

Shen Miao touched her waist back and forth, muttering to herself, "How to solve it?" ”

Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed his waist, Shen Miao hurriedly turned around in surprise, it was actually the old man, the old man looked at him lightly, his eyes were not the same as the cloudiness in his impression before, Shen Miao was a little strange.

The old man looked away and bowed his head: "I'll help you." ”

Shen Miao let out an "oh" sound, and opened his arm so that the old man could help him.

His dress was wrapped with a long belt, which was inevitably scattered, and the belt was so cleverly wound that it was really difficult to untie if you didn't understand. The old man put his hand into Shen Miao's waist, groped inside for a while before finding his head, and slowly pulled it out.

Shen Miao sensed the old man's hot palm, and a strange feeling surged in his heart, which seemed to be ...... Shen Miao blushed and scolded himself for his nerves, the old man can be his grandfather, so cranky and wants to be thundered by the sky.

The old man noticed Shen Miao's red ears, and didn't say anything, just turned his gaze into the distance.

Yang Xingfeng suspected that Shen Miao and the old man had ghosts, so he followed out with a wooden stick, and when he saw the two of them in such close contact from a distance, he was sneering, and Liu Nianlang didn't even let go of a seventy-year-old man.

The old man quickly finished untying Shen Miao's dress, Shen Miao took it and washed it in the water, and the old man went to the other side, slowly washed the pots and bowls, and then bent down to touch the cracks in the stones, and soon touched a few snails, which were not big, but they were already within the range of eating, and the old man put the snails into the bowl and made a crisp sound.

Shen Miao heard the sound and looked: "Snails? Is there this in the ravine? ”

"In times of drought, this thing hides in the cracks of the stones, and although there is no water in the cracks, it does not dry up like the outside. When there is water, they will climb up again. The old man said, changed places and continued to touch, and after a while, a few more touched.

Shen Miao is happy, the people in his hometown especially like to eat snails, and will cook snails in various ways, a bowl of wine and a plate of snails are the supreme delicacy, and even the food stalls at night are called snail stalls.

Thinking of this, Shen Miao couldn't help but swallow her saliva and grunted, very loudly.

When the old man heard this, he said, "I steamed it at night and ate it with some salt." ”

Steam? Although it is delicious when cooked in this way, it is the most undelicious, and the perfect match for snails is still sauce, snails in miso soup, Shen Miao thought.

The old man asked, "What?" ”

Shen Miao smiled: "It's nothing, I'll just think about it, it would be nice if there was sauce, the snails in the sauce soup are super delicious." ”

"Sauce?" The old man was stunned, "I have sunned some, and I usually eat it with bread, but the materials are not very good, and the color of the sauce is not very good." ”

"Wow." Shen Miao couldn't help but exclaim, "Can you let me taste it?" ”

The old man nodded: "I'll show you after washing." ”

Shen Miao hurriedly sped up the cleaning speed, but the old man reminded: "Don't worry about only washing the clothes, it's best to wash the inside and body, there are many fleas in places like the countryside, and they are easy to be bitten if they are not clean." ”

Shen Miao felt itchy all over his body when he heard it, and he just wanted to take off his underwear immediately, but he only had one set of clothes, and after washing his underwear, he had no clothes to wear.

The old man saw Shen Miao's predicament: "I have a set of extra clothes, which are a little thicker, but clean, do you want to borrow them first?" ”

"Really?" Shen Miao was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked her.

The old man went back and got it.