The next day, Yuan Qing got up early and walked to the construction site, when most of the workers came to the construction site to continue the unfinished work of yesterday.

The shed, a shelf was set up yesterday, and today the tiles are good, so that people can live. The so-called tiles are veneer.

At breakfast time, everyone returned to the village.

Outside the hut, Yuan Qing walked in through the fence, the courtyard is not big, this house has not been lived in for three years, the weeds in the courtyard are tall when they first moved in, these days, it has been cleaned up, look up, the courtyard can also be.

Entering the house, Yuan Qing smelled a burning smell, and ran to the kitchen to take a look, it turned out to be rice paste...... Looking down, a man was still scrambling to light a fire.

"Where have you been, why does this rice smell so big?" The man looked back at the stunned woman standing by as he lit the fire.

"How long have you been burning this rice?" Her voice came out of her throat almost without embellishment.

"An hour." He replied.

"Nima, you have burned this fire for an hour." Yuan Qing hurriedly ran over, wrapped his hand with a handkerchief and opened the lid of the pot, as soon as the lid was opened, the pungent smell of burnt paste came to his face, and he vigorously opened his eyes that were snatched out of tears, and the gray and white in the pot were mixed with black-brown unknown objects that constantly emitted black smoke The so-called rice.

"Oh my God, you...... No need to burn, it's burning, the pot is going to break. Yuan Qing opened his mouth and said calmly.

The black line on the man's face fell, and he got up, and the inside of the pot was miserable. Billowing black smoke billowed from the charred rice made the cow look in the face.

This super mushy smell can be regarded as completely knocking Yuan Qing down.

"Reheat a pot." Li Chen looked at this completely failed rice, and summed it up in the last four words.

Yuan Qing almost fainted on the spot, foaming at the mouth.

Well, you cow 13, labor recognized. Yuan Qing reluctantly cleaned up the things in the pot that could barely be called rice, and then washed the rice again and cooked it again......

"Lord Wang, you ...... Won't you open the pot and take a look? Yuan Qing said very helplessly.

"I wanted you to come and see it. If you don't come, what can I do? He said lightly.

"If I don't come, are you going to burn it all the time?" Yuan Qing's tone was a little angry, what. Don't you have hands and eyes?

"Probably not, if the pot breaks, as you said, I won't be burning the fire." He said it as a matter of course, and his eyes were so calm that one mistakenly thought that he was saying another inconsequential matter.

"Defeated to you." She rolled her eyes helplessly. Continue chopping vegetables.

"Didn't you say that you won't call me Lord Wang in the village?" He was still in the kitchen, squatting on the floor, burning a fire.

"Yes, I said it......" Yuan Qing suddenly twisted, calling his name was an embarrassing thing for her. Because, there is a word "dust" in his name, and this "dust", the name of the lover in her previous life also has a "dust". What's more, these two people are very similar in height......

Yuan Qing said that she didn't like to treat anyone as a substitute for whom, so she felt embarrassed to shout this name.

"Actually, I'm still not used to calling your name...... How about not changing the name? Yuan Qing said in a consultative tone.

"Then think for yourself." He replied lightly.

"Oh." She ordered silently, cut the vegetables, and lit a fire to cook the vegetables. There were three pots in the stove room, which was enough.

After a burst of oil smoke. The dishes were also cooked, plated, and brought to the table in the hall, and a moment later. The two of them had breakfast.

"Lord Wang......" As soon as she said this title, the man next to her just calmed down. Anyway, it's just the two of us, it's okay for me to call you like this, when you get in front of people, just change your name. She said disapprovingly.

The man began to pick up vegetables again.

"I think I'm going to keep them on the site a little longer. They need to have a cafeteria over there, a place to eat, so they don't have to run back and forth. Yuan Qing chewed rice in his mouth, and his voice was a little slurred.

Li Chen usually eats with few words, but after eating with Yuan Qing so many times, he no longer eats or speaks, so he says, "You continue." ”

"Oh, that is to say, we set up two cauldrons next to the coal mine, and then find a few people who can cook at the construction site, so that the miners don't have to run around, just eat and sleep there, and then the coal mining will be intensified."

"Okay." What Yuan Qing said made a lot of sense, he nodded, and continued to eat with vegetables. "By the way, I don't have any clothes to wear."

"Did you throw away all your clothes?"

"No, it's dirty."

"Won't you wash it?" Her eyes were almost bloodshot, and her tone was as stiff as her neighbors were outrageous.

"Didn't I say that?" He was still indifferent.

"Didn't you say you washed it yourself?" Her hands mechanically picked up the vegetables, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

"Then you teach me." It's still that expressionless expression.

"Okay, I'll charge tuition." She said it angrily, no matter how she listened to it, she gritted her teeth a little.

After breakfast, Li Chen took out a large pile of dirty clothes from his bedroom, the silk he had on his body was taken from the palace, and in his hand was the various clothes he had worn a few days ago.

That knife killed me, Yuan Qing really wanted to commit suicide, for the first time in her life, she taught others to wash clothes, her own clothes were all washed by herself by watching how others washed, and then through practice, washed out.

"The things to prepare for washing clothes are: water, basins, laundry detergent, laundry sticks, of course, it doesn't matter if you want a laundry stick or not, but water is a must." Yuan Qing took a bench and sat in the small courtyard, like a primary school student, reading one by one.

"Is there still water in the house?"

"It seems to be gone." Yuan Qing scratched his head, there was no well in the courtyard, and the water they drank was all picked from the well at the entrance of the village. "However, you can also take your clothes to the river and wash them."

"Forget it." He said, and then he raised his feet and went into the house, and took out two buckets, with a slender figure and handsome eyebrows, and said, "I'll go and fetch water." He said this emotionlessly and walked out.

After living in Bilian Village for so many days, there was no one to call him, so this cold prince had to work by himself......

"I don't mind if you pick up some more water and come back." Yuan Qing said as if he was mindful behind him.

At the foot of the north slope, people are still busy, and with Ling Ran supervising there, these two "bosses" can be lazy.

But after a while, Li Chen came back with a load of water, and I have to say that what kind of temperament a person is, what kind of temperament he is, elegant temperament, even if he wears a coarse coat and blue pants to work in the fields, he still looks good. also corresponds to that sentence, wearing a dragon robe is not like a prince, of course it is a counterexample.

"No wonder so many women come here......" Yuan Qing looked at him, smacking his tongue, looking like he was.

"Don't forget, now that we're husband and wife, don't you have any obligations?" Hearing Yuan Qing's gloating appearance, there was a faint unhappiness in his tone.

"Alas, we're just husband and wife in name, and besides, which woman do you really like, do I really want to stop it?" Yuan Qing said disapprerovingly.

"Alright, come and teach me how to do the laundry." He said impatiently.

Yuan Qing took a small bench, walked to the wooden basin, put down the bench, sat on it, and said, "Laundry is a very simple thing, and you will learn it." "Then you still come here with a bench, and it smells like a long sitting.

"Well, put the clothes in the tub first, and then pour the water into it...... Stop, this water is enough, wash the clothes for the first time, don't add too much water, just wet the clothes, yes, put the clothes through the water, well, and then sprinkle soaphorn powder, huh...... This soaphorn powder should be sprinkled evenly, not all in the same place......" Yuan Qing watched his movements, teaching and correcting.

"Is that right?" Li Chen rolled up his sleeves, sat on the edge of the wooden basin, saw the basin, his hands were working back and forth in the clothes, he rubbed the soaphorn powder evenly on the clothes, raised his eyes to look at the girl next to him, and asked.

"That's right." Yuan Qing still lowered his head, looked at every movement of his hand in the wooden basin, nodded, and replied to him. "After all these soap powders are applied to the clothes, you can wash the clothes."

"How do you wash it, just rub it by hand?" He really didn't know anything about laundry.

"Yes." Yuan Qing nodded heavily. "Two hands, rub together."

Then, according to Yuan Qing's instructions, he picked up his clothes with both hands and scrubbed them.

I don't know how long it took, Yuan Qing shouted out almost out of control, "It's rotten"

Li Chen looked up depressedly and looked at her slightly exaggerated expression in his opinion, "Isn't that right?" ”

"Alas, my lord, don't you always wash that place, this clothes should be washed comprehensively, and those that are particularly dirty should be specially washed, but it's just a moment, how can you rub all morning, and still only stare at that one place?" Yuan Qing was almost in tears.

"Not sooner." He complained about the relocation of scrubbing places.

"I thought you'd change it." Yuan Qing was quite helpless, I would have scolded you if I knew that you were so tendonous. Yuan Qing stared at him for five minutes to rub his clothes......

"Is that okay?" He asked, scrubbing his entire garment.

"If you think it's clean, it's fine." Yuan Qingdao.

"Oh, that's fine, can you take this washed laundry to dry?"

This sentence almost didn't make Yuan Qing vomit blood and die, God, no wonder the ancient emperors didn't know what the people's suffering was...... "This clothes still need to be cleaned with clean water more than three times, until no sewage is pressed out, and then they can be taken to dry ......" This sentence is really gritting teeth.

"Oh." He also seemed to feel that the "teacher" was really angry, and continued to wash his clothes with a muffled "oh".

After a long time, the man's faint voice drifted in the breeze, and it was a question: "Why don't you want to help me wash my clothes?" "To be continued