It's better to say it's a kiss than a nibble. Yang Liu just tugged on Li Cong's sleeve to prevent him from leaving, but the kid turned his head happily, and the kiss that should have been on the side of his face fell to his lips. The sudden soft touch made the two of them stunned, this kid was not stupid immediately, how could Yanfu, who was sent to the door, push away the reason, and quickly pressed the back of Yang Liu's head with one hand, and gnawed on Yang Liu's lips.

Yang Liu looked at Li Cong, who had been in a state of silly happiness, and touched the corners of his mouth, the aunt's was swollen. The others came back and saw what to say. She wet her handkerchief and put it on her lips, but because it was not ice water, the effect was not obvious.

"Ahhh Yang Liu hugged his head and roared in annoyance.

Complaining is complaining, and the work that should be done cannot be left behind. Laundry, picking vegetables, boiling water, putting the chickens home into the chicken pen, counting the quantity, and sprinkling a handful of grains mixed with wild vegetable leaves, Yang Liu patted the melon scoop, turned around and went into the stove.

Xiuxiu almost entered the door with the front and back feet of the He family, Yang Liu saw that her face was not sad, it seemed that the two of them did not quarrel, and she felt a lot more relieved. After washing up, the family gathered around a table.

On the table is still the same gruel, the same pancakes, a large pot of mixed cucumbers, a bowl of steamed eggplant, a plate of fried potato chips, and a full table is also set. It's very hard to go to the ground, and Yang Liu wants to make some oil and water to treat them, but the crockpot is almost empty, so he has to leave some for Xiuxiu, who will be on duty tomorrow, and he endured it for a long time before persuading himself not to stretch out his hand to the oil can.

Everyone else ate very happily, although it didn't taste as the leftovers from yesterday and the day before yesterday, after all, it was freshly fried, and the willow craftsmanship was not bad, and she took some effort, and the taste was naturally incomparable. Yang Liu is a little unate, she knows that her craftsmanship is not bad, but she is really tired of eating porridge. Afraid of getting up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, she didn't dare to eat more at night, in fact, eating more means drinking more bowls of water. She is not used to putting the bucket in the house, even if she brings it up every night and brings it up again in the morning, and washes it every day, she always feels a strange smell in the house.

She knew that she might be doing something wrong in her heart, but Li Cong didn't object, so their new house was married and the gong bucket was never put on the same night.

The table was placed in the corridor, and it was just dark when she finished eating, Yang Liu lit a candle to wash the dishes, and she also lit the middle pot and began to boil water.

"Fifth sister-in-law, haven't you washed them all, why are you boiling water again?" Xiuxiu asked.

"I want to take a shower and wash my hair by the way, and I smell of oil smoke all over my body." Yang Liu replied, and looked up at Xiuxiu again: "You and Hua Miao are fine." ”

"It's okay, we've reconciled, and I've taken a few more embroidery jobs." Xiuxiu smiled and whispered beside Yang Liu: "I got fifteen big money for today's three-sided veil. ”

"Wow, that's so much." The exaggeration of the willow is an expression. She doesn't know the currency here, fifteen big coins are about how much RMB is equivalent to, but no matter how much money there is, Yang Liu also feels happy when she sees Xiuxiu's satisfied expression.

Those who are content are always happy, and the definition of happiness may not be suitable for everyone. At this moment, Yang Liu felt that Xiuxiu was happy, and even she was infected by this simple happiness, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Xiuxiu took the footbath to the corridor to fetch water, and Yang Liu tilted his head from the stove and said, "Xiuxiu, the water is cold, you take the hot water here to wash your feet." ”

"No, just wash it twice, and now the water is not cold. Aren't you still waiting for water? ”

Yang Liu came out of the stove room, snatched the wooden basin in Xiuxiu's hand, and took it to the medium pot to scoop hot water, the water has not yet boiled, but it is already very hot, Yang Liu said earnestly while scooping: "My mother and aunt often say that cold water to wash your face and soak your feet in hot water, girls don't deal with it casually, soaking feet is good for the body, and it can also help you fall asleep." But wash your feet, how much can you scoop, it's just a matter of adding a handful of firewood, don't save it in the future, you know? ”

"Got it, sister-in-law, you're so nice." Xiuxiu smiled and took the footbath: "Then I'll go back to the house first." ”

Yang Liu thought about it and asked Li Cong to bring a basin of foot-washing water to He's. She withdrew the firewood from the stove, extinguished it with water, and covered the sparks in the pot with fire, and then scooped the boiling water in the pot into the wooden bucket. ”

Yang Liu slapped him, Li Congmei lifted the water, took cold water again, and probed the water temperature with his hand. Yang Liu spread out his hair and took a change of clothes, and Li Cong had already placed the soap horns, bath beans and everything within Yang Liu's reach. Yang Liu glanced at him, Li Cong was embarrassed to avoid her gaze, but secretly looked at Yang Liu's still slightly swollen lips. Yang Liu coughed, and the stupid boy suddenly closed the door when he went out, and he was afraid that Yang Liu would need something, so he stood outside the door.

Sure enough, it's the waist-high round bucket in TV, and you can stretch your legs straight when you sit in it, well, a petal bath must be beautiful, but Yang Liu doesn't know why she remembered the pig-killing bucket used by her grandmother's house to kill pigs when she was a child.

Thinking about it like this, Yang Liu was not in the mood to continue washing, got up to dry the water, and put on his clothes. There was no hole under the barrel to drain the bucket, so I had to scoop it out bucket by bucket. Fortunately, Li Cong kept guarding the door, and when there was no sound of water in the house, he shouted out loud, and only after Yang Liu agreed, did he enter the door.

Seeing Li Cong, Yang Liu remembered that he had chopped firewood all afternoon and had to take a bath, "Oh, I forgot that there is still you, there is still fire in the pot, you wait for a while, I will burn it." ”

Li Cong, who was going to take a shower with cold water, didn't let Yang Liu burn the fire anymore when he heard this, and jumped in after taking off his clothes: "It's not in the way, I'll wash it with this water, and I'll burn it again tomorrow." ”

He didn't dislike anything, Yang Liu went back to the room first, found a dry handkerchief to wipe his hair, it was still black and shiny hair, Yang Liu found that it was a little long, and there was a faint fragrance after washing his hair with soap, but Yang Liu was weirdly combed.

As soon as Li Cong entered the door, he saw Yang Liu holding a pair of scissors to cut his hair, and he was so frightened that he shouted: "Don't!"

The body is skinned, and the parents who receive it dare not damage it. The ancients had heavy beards, and cutting hair was regarded as unfilial.

Yang Liu was frightened by this sudden sound, the scissors almost poked his hand, and he looked at Li Cong with some annoyance, but saw that his face was full of Yan Sù, and he looked dark, and it was really scary to put on this expression, so he had to puff his mouth aggrievedly: "The hair is too long, it's not easy to comb." ”

"That can't cut your hair either." Li Cong resolutely refused to give in to the matter of cutting his hair, and he couldn't bear to look at Yang Liu's troubled appearance, so he lowered his voice: "If you are impatient to comb, I will help you in the future." ”

If he hears it, he will definitely be said to be too fond of his daughter-in-law, but he is willing to spoil her.

"Really?"

Under the lamp, Yang Liu's eyes were shining, and her lips were slightly open, like a little mouse waiting to be fed.