Huyan Lianlu glared at Liu Dashao angrily: "You still want to be my uncle?" You're so beautiful, my aunt is the Great Turkic Khan! ”

Liu Dashao turned over and dismounted, and walked towards the courtyard not far away with Huyan Lianlu in his hand.

I'm not sure if it's Yun Xiaoxi Liu, but I don't think there should be anyone else.

In addition to giving this map to herself and the old man, it is impossible for the old man to come, so the possibility of outsiders is very small.

Like Tiyo Chick, Huyan Lianlu was lifted outside the mud wall of the people's courtyard, and Liu Dashao looked at this ordinary small courtyard in a complicated way.

If he didn't know the deep grassland, he would have really thought that he had come to a folk village in the water town south of the Yangtze River.

Liu Dashao hesitated for a moment and gently walked into the courtyard that was not closed.

The sound of the dog barking made Liu Dashao startled, and he didn't expect that there was a big yellow dog in the yard to take care of the house.

Hearing the barking of dogs, a coarse linen figure quickly emerged from the smoking stove.

Dressed as a folk woman, she holds a spoon in her hand, and her hair is covered with a general silk cloth to prevent smoke and dust from invading her hair.

An apron of no longer visible color was tied between the slender willow waist.

The shadow that came out was not Yun Xiaoxi, who was it.

"Ah Huang, go back!"

The big yellow dog whimpered twice, and obediently ran to the kennel under the courtyard wall and lay down.

Although Yun Xiaoxi was wearing a coarse linen dress, it was still difficult to be beautiful, compared to the lively and flexible Yun Xiaoxi in the past.

Liu Mingzhi felt that Yun Xiaoxi at this moment had an ethereal temperament, a feeling of detachment from the outside world.

Let yourself have a little unreal feeling, is this still the cloud stream that was chattering around you at the beginning?

Yun Xiaoxi looked at Liu Dashao who was standing under the eaves of the door in a daze, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the corners of his eyes almost narrowed into a crescent moon.

"Cousin!"

A cousin woke Liu Dashao from the addiction that shocked Yun Xiaoxi's ethereal temperament.

Liu Dashao smiled slightly, and casually threw Huyan Meng's ** Dao aside and walked towards Yun Xiaoxi at the corner of the wall.

"Xiaoxi, I haven't seen you for three months, you've really changed a lot, and my cousin almost didn't recognize you."

Yun Xiaoxi looked at Liu Dashao with complicated eyes, pursed her cherry lips and smiled unnaturally.

A mushy smell came, and Yun Xiaoxi's pretty face changed: "Cousin, you go to the place to sit for a while, the porridge I cooked is paste!" After saying that, Yun Xiaoxi waved a spoon and got into the stove.

Liu Mingzhi slowly looked at the surrounding scenery.

The courtyard was built on a higher ground, with the river sparkling in front and some large trees in the back.

Although the sparrows are small, there are four houses built in the small yard, and one house is actually placed with mulberry leaves and looms, which are only prepared by the servants of the Liu family.

In a house, there is a study, bookshelves, desks, and thick manuscript paper.

The largest house should be Yun Xiaoxi's boudoir, a simple wooden bed, the quilt on the bed, all kinds of items can't be seen, the material is quite ordinary!

There is a small stone mill in the yard, and there is a flat pole, two wooden barrels, and four or five piles of chopped firewood stacked neatly at the fence, and I don't know where Yun Xiaoxi found so much wood from on the vast grassland.

Outside the main gate are cattle, sheep and horses grazing with their heads bowed, and outside the wall on the left is a piece of land that has been reclaimed for a radius of three zhang, and it is really unknown whether they can grow crops.

Self-sufficient, watch the sky to eat.

Liu Dashao turned around the entire courtyard, looking at the busy shadows in the stove room with a complicated face.

This used to be the life I dreamed of, and I thought that life was enough.

But he never expected that the life he dreamed of was given a head start by Yun Xiaoxi.

Or did Yun Xiaoxi take the lead, or did he change himself?

I have become reluctant to hold the power in my hands.

Everyone yearns for Tao Yuanming's chrysanthemum under the east fence and leisurely sees the life of Nanshan.

But how many people can really give up their lives of glory and wealth like Yun Xiaoxi, throw away all their halos, and choose to live incognito.

Looking at a rough dining table in the middle of the courtyard, Liu Dashao slowly sat on the stool on the side and looked at the shadow in the stove room, stunned.

I don't know how long it took, but the smoke gradually disappeared without a trace.

Yun Xiaoxi carried two trays with two plates of ordinary dishes, one large and one small, two bowls of dry rice, and two bowls of white rice gruel.

"Cousin, you haven't tasted the craft of Xiaoxi yet, how about you try the taste?"

"It's self-sufficient, there's no one else to serve you, and you don't have as much of a living as you would at home! Fortunately, I can't be hungry, my life is simple and simple, cousin don't laugh! ”

Yun Xiaoxi smiled lightly and picked up a pair of chopsticks, and Liu Dashao couldn't see what type of side dishes were put into Liu Dashao's bowl: "Cousin, try it, it's delicious or not!" ”

Yun Xiaoxi's well-behaved appearance is exactly the same as that of a shy newlywed wife who waits for the sunrise to return from work.

I'm afraid that my husband will dislike the food he cooks, and the taste is not palatable!

Liu Dashao looked at the rice in the coarse porcelain bowl and the side dishes on it.

"Xiaoxi, you've really changed, and your cousin can't recognize you anymore."

Suddenly saw your current appearance: "To be honest, my cousin is very uncomfortable, Xiaoxi, you answer me honestly, is this really the life you want?" ”

Yun Xiaoxi didn't know what he was thinking, so he neither nodded nor shook his head.

Buried his head in small sips of rice towards Dan's lips, Liu Mingzhi didn't know why, and his heart suddenly became sour.

This is a sour feeling that comes from nowhere, and for some reason.

The rice in Yun Xiaoxi's small bowl was eaten by Yun Xiaoxi quickly, and the rice porridge on the side was drunk, Yun Xiaoxi got up and walked towards the stove room.

A moment later, Yun Xiaoxi walked out with a coarse porcelain bowl containing a bowl of white rice.

Yun Xiaoxi walked towards Huyan Lianlu's position, looking at Huyan Lianlu's motionless posture, and seemed to understand something.

After groping for a moment on Huyan Lianlu's delicate body, Yun Xiaoxi gently touched Huyan Lianlu's soft seat.

Liu Dashao looked at Hu Yanlian, who was unlocked by Yun Xiaoxi, and the corners of his eyes were a little stiff.

Yun Xiaoxi actually knows kung fu? This is something I never knew before.

Yun Xiaoxi stuffed the bowl and chopsticks into Huyan Lianlu's hand.

"Let's eat!"

After speaking, Hu Yanlian got up in a stunned gaze and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

"Cousin, you eat slowly, it will be dark soon, and the creek will go and drive the cattle, sheep and horses into the fence!"

"Little ..........."

Liu Mingzhi looked at Yun Xiaoxi, waving a long whip to drive the cattle and sheep back, and his eyes were full of melancholy.

The result of the meeting was completely different from what I expected.

The thousands of words that I thought about along the way didn't know how to express them at the moment, what I should say and do, and I didn't have the slightest clue about safety.

When night fell, Major General Liu Da sealed the acupoint and closed the acupoint to the hay-covered house on the far left, and he was lying on top of the study arranged by Yun Xiaoxi.

The hard bed board made Liu Dashao, who was already in a bad mood, be half-asleep and half-awake.

The moonlight is hazy, and the night beauty on the grassland is infinite.

Under the moonlight, in the river of the Niuyang River during the day, a picture of a beautiful woman bathing embellishes the silent night sky.

Yun Xiaoxi gently stroked her white and tender lotus root arms, put on a dirty clothes, and walked towards the courtyard.

Liu Dashao, who was half-asleep and half-awake, sat up cross-legged.

"Who?"

"Cousin!"

The door of the study opened slightly, and Yun Xiaoxi slowly walked in.

"Xiaoxi, why hasn't it been ........ so late?"

Liu Dashao only felt a cold and slippery jade body burrowing into the rough quilt, snuggling tightly on his chest, and was suddenly speechless in shock.

Yun Xiaoxi gently rubbed Liu Dashao's stubble chin with her pretty face, and raised her eyes in the dark to look at Liu Dashao, who couldn't see the truth.

"Cousin, let the creek boil you!"

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