Chapter 151: Inner Demons
In the hot summer, the sun outside is scorching on the land, and the crops and seedlings in the fields have become listless due to lack of water, and they have lost their former vitality.
And despite the big sun outside, the temperature in the Wu family's small courtyard is comfortable, cool and pleasant.
The reason is naturally because of the refreshing cold noodles and the cucumber cold soup chilled with ice cubes.
Two dishes packed in small pots were placed on the table, and a circle of people sat around them, holding the night in their hands, eager to try.
"Okay, it's hot, let's eat while it's cold!"
Xia Mei chuckled and said, so everyone unanimously stretched out their hands to the small pot of cucumber cold soup, and paused in unison.
After a moment of embarrassment, Wen Xi joked: "Master, look at how hot we all are!" This cucumber cold soup is simply a life-saving medicine! β
Yun Ni covered her lips and chuckled: "Isn't it, Tang Bao specially came to call me today, the god is mysterious, if it weren't for the snort and joy on his little face, I would have thought that something terrible had happened!" β
With a roll of his eyes, he fell on the floating ice cube in the basin, and secretly admired, "However, Sister Xia Mei, your ice cube is really amazing, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it." β
Wen Xi also nodded violently, looked at Xia Mei with admiration, and said with starry eyes: "Master, how did you come up with this method?" It's amazing! β
Xia Mei's expression was a little stiff, and she smiled when she heard the words: "Hmm...... This one...... It is also miraculous, today I was sitting in the courtyard, the hot eyes were drifting, and I was in a trance, and suddenly, there was an old and sacred voice in my head, which came from afar, and said this method vaguely. β
Seeing that everyone was stunned, Xia Mei was very worried in her heart, and continued stubbornly: "I wonder which old immortal can't see the suffering in this world. This year's weather is hotter than usual, and I heard that people are dying of heat in many places. β
"The old fairy happened to pass by me, so he taught me the method, so that I could save the world from suffering for a while."
The voice fell. There was a long silence in the room.
Xia Mei didn't notice that Wu Song's eyes beside her were becoming more and more complicated and profound, and she was just worried about whether this unreliable statement could be mixed up at the moment.
In fact, to be honest, Xia Mei didn't expect this method to come so suddenly. Maybe I saw it in a certain degree in my previous life, and then buried it in my memory, and in a sudden moment, or when I was touched by something, these memories would suddenly appear.
Because the time is too long, so that Xia Mei forgot that the source of the memory is true, fortunately, the method is right, Xia Mei has never been so grateful to the almighty at this moment.
But this kind of thing. Of course, it was impossible to say it to these people around him, and in a hurry, he had to think of a set of words that the ancients were more acceptable to prevaricate.
The silence at this moment really made Xia Mei sit on pins and needles.
Finally, Tang Bao's innocent voice, with some childish and pretentious mystery, asked cautiously: "Mother...... Did Grandpa Immortal teach you how to make sugar gourds? Tang Bao wants to eat sugar gourd! β
said, looked at Xia Mei very expectantly and said: "If my mother will do it, Tang Bao will be able to eat sugar gourds every day in the future!" β
Thinking about this kind of day, Tang Bao's little face showed a satisfied smile. A stupid look.
The naΓ―ve fairy tale successfully broke the silence and deadlock at the moment, Xia Mei breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and secretly praised in her heart:
Attaboy! It's not in vain that my mother loves you so much on weekdays! I'll make a basket of sugar gourds for you to eat!
Xia Mei, who silently praised Tang Bao in her heart. A soft smile on his face said: "Tang Bao, you are too greedy, the immortal grandfather is a god who saves the world, how can you teach your mother to cook food for Tang Bao?" β
Tang Bao's happy dream was shattered, his little face collapsed, and his disappointed expression was self-evident.
Xia Mei chuckled. deliberately dragged his voice and said, "But ...... The little sugar gourd, it's hard for your mother to kiss me! β
The turn of God made Tang Bao's big black eyes rekindle the light of expectation, and he asked excitedly, "Really?!" Are you sure?! My mother is so amazing! β
The happy Tang Bao child who only clapped his hands smiled and bent his eyebrows, and after making his wish, he took the lead and served himself a small bowl of cold noodles and a small bowl of cucumber cold soup.
Xia Mei and Tang Bao's conversation as usual made everyone slowly calm down.
When I first heard the word immortal, it did have an impact on Wen Xi and Yunni, and it was not ordinary.
For a long time, they had inexplicable reverence for Xia Mei, and they also had a slight doubt in their hearts, how could this person make so many new foods, it was really unheard of and unseen.
Now I hear that she can even hear the words of the immortals, and she can communicate with the gods, does this mean that she herself is also close to ...... Immortals, the general storage zΓ i?
Xin Gao Tang Bao's rubbing jokes, Xia Mei's reaction was no different from usual, calming Wen Xi and Yun Ni's hanging thoughts.
"yes, maybe the gods are really just passing by? Originally, the master's ability was much beyond ordinary people, and it was normal for immortals to look at it! β
"Besides, the master is so powerful, after all, she is Tang Bao's mother, after all, she is my master, I should be proud and respect her even more!"
Wen Xi, who had figured it out, showed a relieved smile on his face, and said with a happy smile: "Master is compassionate and has given many recipes to everyone for free, especially the herbal tea, which is very relieving the heat and greatly relieving everyone's pain from being tortured by the heat!" β
"In this way, it is inevitable that the immortals will entrust the master with important tasks!"
As he spoke, Wen Xi also did it himself, and while the cold soup was still cold, he hurriedly filled a bowl, took a sip excitedly, and then sighed with satisfaction.
Yunni next to her, although her thoughts are different from those of Wen Xi, the results she got are almost the same, and she also thinks that it must be because Xia Mei has done a lot of good deeds on weekdays, and the immortals are also sideways, so it is reasonable to entrust such a major event to her.
Yunni, who also accepted this statement ideologically, didn't care, laughed with Xia Mei for a few words, and started to eat as usual, and discussed with Wen Xi with great interest, how comfortable this summer would be after having ice cubes.
In this way, Xia Mei really gave a big sigh of relief.
As long as these two girls accept, the others will be easy to say.
Xia Mei, who was relieved, showed a relaxed smile. Naturally, he took Wu Song's night, who had been silent on the side, filled him with noodles and soup, and then served it to himself, and chuckled and persuaded Wu Song to eat quickly.
Wu Song pursed his lips. The faint and complicated gaze never left Xia Mei's face.
So Xia Mei was nervous, and Xia Mei's relaxation fell into his eyes without dropping.
I glanced down at the fragrant white sesame seeds wafting in the bowl, and the green cucumber shreds floated quietly in the soup. Paired with the sparkling ice, it whets your appetite.
After a moment of hesitation, he finally picked up the spoon, drank the cold soup, and ate the noodles again.
Delicious as always.
Wu Song, who was eating quietly with his eyelids down, Xia Mei did not notice the abnormality, and the sea of milk was full of how beautiful the world would become after having ice cubes.
The more I thought about it, the more ambitious I became.
I made up my mind to make Tianfu famous. Will Tianfu grow far away, Xia Mei feels that the time has come.
After eating, she quickly cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, Xia Mei took Wen Xi and Yunni and the curious Tang Bao to the cellar, carefully measured the ratio of saltpeter to water again, and thought in her mind how to make this ice-making tool in order to become mass production.
After careful measurement and realization, Xia Mei estimated that she felt a scoop of ice. It takes about ten grams of saltpeter, that is, two coins of saltpeter, to make a scoop of ice.
This conclusion successfully made Xia Mei laugh, you know. This saltpeter is extremely cheap in ordinary pharmacies.
Although saltpeter can be used as gunpowder, it is also used as medicine, and it has a significant effect on the treatment of body pain.
However, this method cannot be revealed, so it cannot be purchased in pharmacies. How is that good......
Xia Mei, who hadn't thought of a proper way for the time being, had to temporarily meet the needs of the family, replaced the wooden basin with a larger one, and started making ice again in the backyard.
However, increasing the dose of saltpeter, which is often referred to as "wall frost", can successfully make a large piece of ice, put it in the house, it is like turning on the air conditioner, the wind blows, and the cool makes people involuntarily close their eyes and enjoy it.
With ice cubes in the bedroom, Tang Bao no longer wanted to go out to play, and honestly reviewed the textbooks at home and practiced big characters, which made Xia Mei very happy.
Knowing that the raw material for ice making turned out to be wall frost, Wen Xi immediately couldn't wait to run back, and secretly made a small piece in the kitchen and put it under the bed in the bedroom, because she wanted to avoid anyone from finding out, so she could only use it secretly, but such a small piece was enough for her to be satisfied.
After all, such a magical thing, but she made it herself!
Xu is for this reason, in his sleep at night, Wen Xi smiles very sweetly.
This night was undoubtedly happy for Wen Xi, but for Wu Song, it was a night of confusion and suffering.
Because of the success of the ice cubes, Xia Mei kept wandering around the use of ice cubes in her mind, and she never noticed the strange feelings of the person next to the pillow, and muttered excitedly for half the night before falling asleep in a daze.
Wu Song got up sideways, propped his head up with his hands and looked at the quiet sleeping face of the woman in front of him, and the familiar eyebrows and eyes now added a somewhat unfamiliar taste.
"Wu Song, what's wrong with you?! She's your lady! No matter how powerful, no matter how incredible, then she is also your lady! What is there to doubt?! β
Unconsciously pursed his lips, Wu Song's eyes were confused, "But...... If she really is...... The immortals above the nine heavens, aren't they themselves, stumbling in her footsteps......"
Thinking back to the past, Wu Song felt more and more that the little woman in front of him must be the goddess of the Nine Heavens, who transformed into a human being, and came to this world for the benefit of this world.
Otherwise, how did she learn about the simple and delicious foods that make people more and more full?
And now, she can actually ...... with the immortals called, is this a proof that she may have completed her merits and should go back to where she belongs?!
Thinking of this, Wu Song's breathing suddenly suffocated, his pupils tightened suddenly, and the muscles of his body tightened, making people have no doubt that the explosive power at that moment could rub the person in front of him into the bones and blood.
The strong heart is like being held by someone at the moment, the painful breathing is not smooth, the bottom of the eyes is full of pain, and almost attached to greed looks at every inch of the skin of the person in front of him.
Loose and tight, tight and loose fists, and finally trembling on the delicate face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, even the breath is full of fragrance, which makes people indulge.
The fog of distraction under his eyes grew bigger and bigger, and his hot chest slowly covered his bumpy body
Xia Mei in her sleep felt as if she had become an ice cube in her dream, encountering the fiercest sun at noon, and the scorching temperature made her unable to distinguish whether it was sweat or tears that fell like rain.
The undulating body was drenched in sweat, and Wu Songqing became more and more almost obsessed, frantically trying to cover his mark on the body under him, leaving his own taste on every inch of silky and tender skin.
So crazy, so intense, so longing.
Wu Song didn't know why he was so out of control, his eyes gradually turned scarlet, and his mind was full of thoughts:
"You're mine! You're mine! You're mine! β
Xia Mei forgot whether she was woken up by pain or tossed, and threw herself head-on with enthusiasm like a monstrous wave, breathing as if she was drowning, as if she was in heaven or in hell.
The last resistance lingered, Wu Song's domineering and obsessive roar lingered in Xia Mei's ears, trance like the edge of the sky, but like a heavy drum beating in her ears.
"You're mine!"
It doesn't matter who you are, no matter where you come from, you are mine, you can only be mine.
In this life, in the next life, in life and in life, forever and ever, the poor and the poor, or the Yellow Spring, Wu Song will be exhausted, and they will all embrace you.
The vow in his heart, like a big hand, slowly cleared the fog under his eyes, and Wu Song, who slowly came back to his senses, lowered his head slightly, and could see the little woman who was in the most intimate position with him, and fainted in his arms earlier.
The red and dripping little face, the bright red red lips, and the broken hair that sticks to the forehead are all beautiful scenery that can only be appreciated in his arms.
Carefully withdrew, took hot water very gently, changed the bed and bedding, and then hugged the tired little woman who had never woken up into her arms and fell asleep peacefully.
Because I have seen my heart clearly, I am no longer confused.
"No matter where you are, I will follow, and where you are, there will be me." - Wu Song (to be continued.) )