Oh my God, it's frosting!

The shout shattered all Li Guo's expectations, and he got up from the bed and hurried out the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The old people often say that "the frost does not cut the grain, a day less than a basket", this frost is almost one of the most harmful weather for crops in northern Shaanxi, once the frost falls, the crops have to be harvested at least half, this is still the case of active harvest.

But in Li Guo's house, his father can't go to the ground, his mother died early, and other people's families must be desperately trying to collect it, who can he go to?

"God, God, why are you doing this to me, why!" Li Guo sighed and saw Nian'er, her face was red from the cold air of the overnight frost, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, obviously thinking of the direct result of the frost.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Nian'er, I'm a big man who does what he says, and I will marry you when I say I'll marry you!" Li didn't have time to say more to Nian'er, at this time, grabbing a point is to collect an extra grain of grain, and he can't be delayed, he grabbed his tools and rushed to his farmland. He walked so fast that Nian'er's voice fell behind and was vaguely inaudible.

Li Guo sharpened the iron sickle on the whetstone a few times, then stingily sprinkled a few drops of water from the kettle beside him, and continued to sharpen it. This scythe has been with him for several years, although the iron material is not good, it often needs to be polished, and it is not particularly easy to use, but Li Guo can't afford to buy a better sickle, so he can only use it.

Li Guo lifted the scythe into the air and looked at the sun, the iron blade emitted a cold light under the sunlight, revealing a refreshing sharpness. Li Guo nodded with satisfaction, a sharp scythe means faster harvesting speed and more harvest, these two are simply life at this critical time.

He had been working all morning, and unlike the frost of the morning, the sun was hot, and the cruel sun was scorching the earth frantically, as if it were trying to snatch the last shred of moisture from the ground. In this kind of weather, it is easy for workers to suffer from heat stroke, so Li Guo used this time to rest and sharpen the sickle by the way.

"Brother Li, give!" A familiar voice came from behind him, it was Nian'er's voice. Li Guo turned around, Nian'er was standing behind her, she was wearing a black robe for the convenience of work, her feet were covered with the thick cloth mille-feuille that local women often wear, and her face was devoid of any decoration and powder, but this did not reduce half of her beauty, because she had the most precious treasure of a woman - youth. Yes, the youthful Nian'er is undoubtedly in her best years, her lips are pink, a pair of red lips are sandwiched with fine white teeth as white as millet, a pair of eyes are as beautiful as a crescent moon, and a smile is a full moon.

She is a beautiful mother-in-law, and more importantly, she is my mother-in-law.

Li Guo was immersed in his own fantasies and couldn't extricate himself, he wantonly delusional about his married life, and even forgot to say hello to the real person in front of him.

"Fool, what do you think!"

"Oh, nothing, nothing, why are you here?"

"I see that you are in a hurry in the morning, you must not have brought food, and I have brought you food." Nian'er carried a clay pot in her left hand, which contained fragrant millet porridge, and in her right hand was a package, which evaporated the aroma of wheat noodles.

It was a standard rural farmer's meal, but Li Guo never enjoyed this treatment because his mother died early and his father was a man who couldn't cook.

Also, can you ask a man with a toothless tooth to be good at cooking?

It is precisely because he wants to enjoy this treatment that Li Guo can't wait to marry his daughter-in-law.

Marrying a daughter-in-law is not just his wish, it has become his obsession, his dream, and his faith.

Every time he cut a sickle, every acre of land he plowed, and every bucket of rice he harvested, he would convert it into a daughter-in-law.

For example, the unit of cutting a sickle is too small to convert into a daughter-in-law, and five buckets of rice can be exchanged for one-tenth of a daughter-in-law.

"Alas, fool." Nian'er pouted and shouted: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, finish eating and work, collect more food to marry me!" ”

Li Guo didn't laugh at Nian'er this time, he happily took the lunch and ate it.

Although it was frosty, but he enjoyed the treatment that he had never had, the old man said that what Seon lost his horse, it is not necessarily a bad thing, he has not been able to understand, now I see, although he Li Guo encountered frost, but there is a thought to send food, isn't this also a good thing?

Li Guo was very proud, he felt that he had understood the ideas of the ancients, and he was not much different from those who read.

After eating, Li Guo burped with satisfaction and praised loudly: "Good, good, good, Nian'er's cooking is good!" In fact, he eats too fast and is too immersed in happiness to tell the difference between good and bad food, but as long as it is sent by Nian'er, he will eat it happily even if it is, let alone steamed buns and porridge?

Nian'er packed up the dishes and didn't leave.

"Why don't you leave?"

"I'll help you collect it."

"You're not going to help your dad?"

"He is him, I am me, no matter how much food I collect for him, he will not ask you for a bucket of rice."

Li Guoxin nodded heavily, he knew what kind of person his future father-in-law was, he was a little ashamed of his optimism last night, but thinking that Nian'er had regarded himself as the Li family, this young man was immediately full of fighting passion.

The efficiency of the afternoon is even higher than that of the morning, although he has been working for a long time in the morning, and the sickle has been sharpened again and again, but he is like a bull in human skin in the afternoon, and there is no fatigue at all, even if Nian'er beckons him to rest, he also shouts proudly: "Not tired, not tired, not tired at all, look at me, I don't even sweat!" ”

Nian'er looked at him with a smile, did not speak, and two big dimples appeared on her face. Li Guo swore that this was definitely the best-looking face in history, even if it was the empress of the emperor Lao'er, she was definitely not as good-looking as Nian'er. This idea seems to be a bit rebellious, if you tell the county order, most of them will be punished, but since Li Guo didn't say it in public, he doesn't need to be afraid that someone will trouble him.

They work hard together, work together for the future, and they don't have time to wipe the sweat, they know that the current efforts are all about saving in the future, and if they work hard now, they will increase the possibility of combining.

The sky is getting dark, even Li Guo's young man can't see the crops in the field clearly, at this time he can't harvest recklessly, otherwise the harvest is not wasted, which is a wasteful behavior that croppers absolutely cannot tolerate.

Li Guo and Nian'er put the grain back home, even if the big food bag was extremely heavy, Li Guo was not tired at all, this is his wife's wife, and he moved his own wife's book, so why is there any need to be tired?

They were lying side by side on the big haystack at the west entrance of the village, the moon had risen to the sky, and today the moon was far away, like a big oil cake.

"Oil cakes? People say that Fairy Chang'e lives there, is it possible that Fairy Chang'e still gnaws oil cakes every day? ”

"What's wrong with nibbling on oil cakes? Except for the fairy's family, who can be willing to nibble on oil cakes every day? Saying that, Li Guo felt a burst of greed, the last time he ate oil cakes was a few years ago, his little uncle Li Zicheng brought home a cold oil cake, although the oil cake has lost its original fragrance after being reheated, but the taste of the grease still makes Li Guo unforgettable.

"Well, no, it's not right anyway, how can Fairy Chang'e nibble on oil cakes?" Although Nian'er couldn't say why Fairy Chang'e shouldn't nibble on oil cakes every day, she still stubbornly believed that the moon was definitely not a piece of oil cake.

"Okay, okay, if you say no, it's not."

"Well, not necessarily, maybe she eats sometimes." After a pause, Nian'er said again: "You say, what is the boundary from Mizhi to the east?" ”

"Over there, it's Shanxi."

"Further east?"

"Further east is the Jingshi."

"Is it Jingshi?"

"Jingshi is very big, there are a lot of people, there are all kinds of goods, all kinds of delicious and fun, much more prosperous than ours."

"Can I go then?"

"Yes, sure."

"How?"

"I'll take you."

"Why are you taking me?"

"I'll carry you on my back, let's bring enough dry food and go together."

"So far!"

"I have energy, and I can't finish it."

"Okay, then let's talk about it."

"Well, that's it."

"Then you say, where is Jiangnan?"

"Stupid, of course Jiangnan is in Jiangnan, south of the Yangtze River."

"Where is the Yangtze River?"

"This ......" Li Guo couldn't say, he had learned bow horses with his uncle Li Zicheng when he was a teenager, and he heard some geographical knowledge from his master and his master's friends, but it was limited to this, and he didn't know where the Yangtze River was.

"Anyway, it's a far, far away place, and the people there are very rich, and they have endless food, and they all wear silk and satin, and they can eat meat every meal."

"It's such a nice place, why don't we go there?"

"The imperial court wants to collect taxes, so don't let us go, and our rice fat is also a good place to grow a beautiful girl like you!"

"You hate it!"

"Hmm."

"Well, it's not too annoying, it's generally annoying."

"Okay."

"Humph!"

"Nian'er, you're so nice."

"You know each other."

Neither of them spoke, and they looked at the moon in the sky together, quietly enjoying the rare silence of this moment.

"Li Guo, you promise me that unless you die, you will be with me."

"I promise you." The hands of the two men were clasped tightly together, and they were holding so tightly that it seemed that they could be separated forever.

The moon rose higher and higher, and even the dark clouds did not obscure its brilliance, and the moon cast a light as bright as water, pulling the shadows of the two men together on the haystack, and the shadows of the two men completely merged from then on, becoming a black light and shadow, which could no longer be separated.

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