(Let me roar dryly: ask for collection, recommend.) Yang Liu only felt that he had slept for a long time, and the quality of his sleep was so high that he didn't even dream. She slowly opened her eyes, yawned, stretched her arms and legs on the kang, and propped her palms behind her to sit up.

"Lady, you're awake." Li Cong's voice came with some surprise, and before Yang Liu turned his head and saw his face, he felt Li Cong's hands on her shoulders, and reached out to press her back to the bed, "Lie down again." This is said with extreme seriousness.

"What are you doing?" Wake up and lie down again, what kind of logic is this, Yang Liu thought it was funny. Fortunately, he had the bottom in his heart, otherwise Li Cong's sudden voice would be terrifying. She reached out to push his hand away, and said, "I've slept enough, and I'm still lying down." ”

"No, lie down again, you'll faint in the afternoon." Li Cong's face was a little afraid, fortunately nothing happened to the lady, otherwise he would be uneasy in his life.

It seemed that his dizziness had startled Li Cong, and Yang Liu said in a relaxed tone: "Aren't I awake now?" I'm not a porcelain doll, look at you carefully like that. ”

Li Cong pressed his hands on Yang Liu's shoulders to prevent her from sitting up, and said sternly: "You are a porcelain doll now, don't move, lie down quickly." At the end, there was a little tenderness.

"I want to sit there for a while, can't I?" Yang Liu pouted and made a small temperament, she also knew that Li Cong might be scared, but the sick person was the biggest, so she couldn't let her be the master? Seeing Yang Liu's insistence, Li Cong had to compromise, and folded another quilt into a square and put it behind her waist to let her lean on as Yang Liu said, Yang Liu squinted his eyes and bounced on the quilt, and asked, "What's wrong with me, infected with wind and cold?" "I almost said it was a cold.

"Dayong has come to see you and said that you have some heat stroke." Li Cong only said half of what he said, after all, what nutrition can't keep up, doesn't this mean that his own mother treats her daughter-in-law harshly? Nutrition, wouldn't he keep up with the fact that he prepared more delicious food for the lady in private? Why speak out and increase the handle?

"No wonder." Yang Liu nodded and asked again, "What time is it now?" He turned his head to look at the small wooden window on the wall.

"It's almost time, and the mothers are coming back from the ground."

Yang Liu heard something and said with a smile: "You have been guarding me?" ”

Li Cong nodded, and said a little embarrassed: "I also accidentally fell asleep." ”

Yang Liu sniffed: "It's so fragrant, who will cook today." Just after asking, she remembered that she went home today and met Wen's, "Well, it's the second sister-in-law." Stewed in chicken soup? ”

Li Cong is no stranger to the ability of Yang Liu to know what kind of food he knows when he smells the smell. At this moment, seeing that Yang Liu talked about the Wen family without any abnormality, thinking of what Li Dayong said in a momentary hurry, did the lady really not care about the Wen family stuning her at all? Li Cong looked at Yang Liu's eyes and asked cautiously, "Lady, don't you blame the second sister-in-law?" "He had been worrying about how to solve this matter before, and if Yang Liu, the victim, did not take the initiative to pursue it, he would be safe.

Although I was very angry at the time, Wen's self-made apricot jam was fed to the pigs, but thinking about what he did at the beginning, it was indeed a little inauthentic, no wonder Wen's would think about getting angry, even if he encountered this thing, he would be angry. Yang Liu said lightly: "It wasn't a big deal, but she was frightened when I suddenly said it." As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Liu hissed, why didn't he feel uncomfortable when he slept up, but his lips were a little hot. She tried to look down, and she could see her upper lip beyond the tip of her nose. Isn't it, swollen sleep? Yang Liu beckoned: "You bring me the mirror to take a look." ”

Li Cong stood still, a little embarrassed: "Or tomorrow." ”

Yang Liu intuitively stroked his face with one hand, and hurriedly asked, "What, my face is ugly now?" "Everyone has a love for beauty, and willow is no exception. Besides, the scar on her forehead was already disfigured, could it be that she fainted and broke her face again? Yang Liu hurriedly touched his face with both hands to see if he would touch the broken skin.

"No, no, no." Li Cong waved his hand again and again, a little afraid to look at Yang Liu, and said weakly: "It's me who used a little bit of strength when I helped you wipe your face."

The corners of Yang Liu's mouth twitched, dare you wipe my face as a table. But it makes sense, as long as it's not disfigured, I have to say that Yang Liu is sometimes a rough nerve, and he believed Li Cong's words without thinking. She lifted the quilt and prepared to get up and go to the hut.

"Lady, be careful." When Yang Liu sat on the edge of the kang and shook her legs twice, Li Cong also helped her.

"I didn't hurt my leg, what are you doing so nervous?" Yang Liu glanced at him, and always felt that Li Cong was a little weird. Be too careful, scared, it won't be Dayong who found out what terminal illness she suffers from, Yang Liu's face turned white with fright, and he grabbed Li Cong's hand and asked, "Xianggong, are you telling me the truth that I'm going to die?" ”

"Dead? Phew, what nonsense are you talking about, we have to live to be 100 years old. Li Cong said: "You just woke up, and don't you usually get up very slowly?" ”

It's usually usual, but now it's a special situation, she's in a hurry, can it be the same? Yang Liu is not a person who can't tell the difference between good and bad words, knowing that he is fine, he put on his shoes and went out of the room. In the corridor, Xiao He and Yu were sitting on the bench whispering something, and Yang Liu passed by and said hello.

"Sister-in-law, two" Yang Liu's word "sister-in-law" was still in his throat, and Yu Shi bounced up from the stool like a daytime, and quickly dodged with an "ah" sound.

It's good, Yu's movement is so big, but it scared Yang Liu, she is not a virus, is it so terrible? She looked at Xiao He inquiringly.

"How's it going, are you feeling better?" Xiao He smiled and patted the vacant seat on the stool and motioned for Yang Liu to sit down, explaining: "Don't take it to heart, my mother lost her temper after you fainted this afternoon, she was afraid of you again"

Yang Liu was a little speechless, she was not Sister Lin, she was so delicate that she was about to fall when she blew a little wind.

"I'm not muddy, can I still be broken up by her? Mother said that the second sister-in-law? Before Xiao He could answer, Yang Liu waved his hand again, with some embarrassment on his face: "Sister-in-law, you wait for a while, I'll go down" Yang Liu pointed to the thatched house, "Say it again."

Xiao He nodded, and when Yang Liu was finished, Xiao He's people were no longer in the corridor. Yang Liu didn't pay much attention to it, and walked around the yard a few times before returning to his house. Even though I was at home and took a long nap, I still had to freshen up.

Yang Liu originally planned to eat dinner with his family, but Li Cong was not allowed, for fear that Yang Liu would feel lonely, so he didn't serve it himself, so he sandwiched a little bit of each dish, made a plate, and brought it to the room to eat with Yang Liu. In front of Yang Liu was a small bowl of white rice and a bowl of greasy chicken soup.

Yang Liu's eyes fell on the white rice, although she was not a picky eater, she was a native of the south, and she was more fond of white rice. When the eyes fell on the chicken soup, the willow had little appetite. Although sick people need to supplement nutrition, they don't need to be so greasy, right? Yang Liu was still a little curious, how did this greasy chicken soup come out.

"Why doesn't the lady eat it?" Li Cong held a leftover steamed bun from the morning in his right hand, took a bite, held the sea bowl in both palms, raised his neck and poured gruel into his mouth, pouring more than half of it at once. He put the bowl on the kang table and smacked his lips as comfortably as if he had drunk a good wine. After a glance, he noticed that Yang Liu hadn't started yet, wiped his mouth with his hand, and asked, "Isn't it appetizing?" ”

Seeing the gruel in Li Cong's bowl, Yang Liu knew that the white rice in her bowl was specially cooked for her, whether it was Wen's guilt and wanted to make amends or He's instructions, she felt warm in her heart. Although this family is not wealthy, and the brothers and concubines also have their own careful thoughts, and there are times when they have unpleasant quarrels, they can always find some kindness and beauty in everyone. It may not look good to marry into a peasant family, but without the best concubine and the vicious mother-in-law, her life is invisibly much luckier. Yang Liu asked, "Mother, do they have chicken soup to drink?" ”

"Yes, the second sister-in-law has boiled a big pot, you can drink it quickly, and I will add it to you after drinking." Li Cong stretched out his chopsticks and took out a chicken leg in the soup bowl in front of Yang Liu, revealing it: "Mother asked me to scoop it for you, eat it quickly." After speaking, he retracted the chopsticks and rubbed his head a little embarrassed, he suddenly remembered that once he saw people in the town eating, and there was a pair of chopsticks on the table, would the lady dislike him for his saliva on the chopsticks?

Yang Liu didn't know what Li Cong was thinking, she picked up chopsticks and pinched a few pieces of chicken to Li Cong: "I can't eat so much, you can eat a little too." ”

"Lady, you're sick, how can you do it if you don't eat something good?" Li Cong saw Yang Liu sandwich the chicken leg into his bowl, and hurriedly wanted to clip it back.

Yang Liu's chopsticks intercepted Li Cong's chopsticks holding chicken legs halfway through, and said, "I don't like to eat meat, I like to drink chicken soup." Besides, the diet of sick people should be light, not big fish and meat. I lay down all afternoon, ate dinner and went to bed again, and it was not easy to digest if I ate too much. ”

"Uh" Li Cong was stunned for a moment and looked at Yang Liu. Are you sure that bowl of chicken soup is light? But he didn't dare to say this, only nodded.

Seeing that Li Cong began to eat chicken, Yang Liu breathed a sigh of relief, she was very uninterested in chicken, and especially the small pimples on the chicken skin made her feel very uncomfortable. Just now, she fished almost all the chicken in the bowl to Li Cong. After talking about the way of health, Yang Liu looked down at the chicken soup in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched. But no matter how you look at this bowl of chicken soup in front of you, Yang Liu looked up at Li Cong, who was immersed in gnawing on chicken legs, and always felt that there was a bad smile on the corner of his mouth.