At night, Yao Yun'er's heart couldn't help but beat wildly, remembering the scene last night, her little face flew a touch of crimson, but she didn't know if Yuan Wu would treat herself like last night tonight.

Although she is sixteen years old, she doesn't know anything about men and women, and before she got married, the words that Yao's mother and matchmaker said in her ears were also unclear and incomprehensible. As soon as he remembered that a sturdy man like Yuan Wu had pressed himself under him last night, he was so scared that he even hoped that Yuan Wu would not return to the room.

"Squeak" sounded, Yao Yun'er's eyelids jumped, and when she raised her eyes, she saw a man walking in.

Yuan Wu saw that she was wearing a plain petticoat, although the dress was old, but it still lined her little face as white as jade, emitting a soft halo in the candlelight, her eyebrows were not drawn but daisy, and her lips were red without dotting, which was beautiful and picturesque.

Yao Yun'er lowered her face and listened to him approach her step by step, until the man's cloth shoes fell into her eyes, she wrung her hands a little uneasily, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at him.

"Rest." The man opened his mouth, and as soon as he took off his shoes, he hadn't gone to bed yet, when he saw Yao Yun'er on the side call him softly.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Wu asked.

The girl's white face was flushed, and she did not speak, but stepped on the man's cloth shoes with her small embroidered shoes.

"What is this?" The man was puzzled.

Yao Yun'er lowered her head, and her soft voice was warm and soft in her ears: "The old people say that in the first month of the wedding, the bride has to step on the groom's shoes every night, so that the bride will not be angry with the groom in the future." ”

The further she spoke, the quieter Yao Yun'er's voice became, but fortunately Yuan Wu still heard it clearly, he never knew that there was such a custom in Qinghe Village, and when he heard it, he snorted slightly and took her into his arms.

At night, the two still slept together, Yuan Wu slept next to Yao Yun'er, and it didn't take long for a slight snoring sound, Yao Yun'er saw that what she was worried about had not happened, so she also settled down, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, after Yao Yun'er got up, there was still no shadow of the man, she quickly packed herself, hurriedly opened the door of the house, and saw Yuan Wu in the yard, using the sharp knife sharpened yesterday to cut half of the pig on the ground into several large pieces of meat, and then rested on the trolley.

His movements were simple and skillful, but Yao Yun'er didn't dare to look closely, thinking that he was going to the town today, so he went to the stove room to cook. Unexpectedly, there was already a fire in the stove room, and when I lifted the lid of the pot, the fragrance of rice porridge suddenly came to my nose, and a few pieces of millet steamed buns rested around the iron pot, and with the heat of the rice porridge steaming, it was also hot, soft and fragrant.

Seeing that he had already made breakfast, Yao Yun'er spread the dishes and chopsticks, and the porridge was also served in a bowl, before she walked to the courtyard and called the man to eat.

"The meal is ready, let's eat first." Yao Yun'er said softly, and saw Yuan Wu nodding, pointing to the pork bones on the ground, and said to her: "These are stewed soup." ”

"Don't you have to sell it in the shop?" Yao Yun'er spoke, and there was shallow doubt in her crystal clear eyes.

Yuan Wu shook his head and only said, "No, keep it for us to eat." ”

After speaking, he glanced at Yao Yun'er again, the girl's figure is extremely thin, although delicate, but it also makes people feel weak, although a face is fair, but too pale, at a glance, it is small and not nourished, although it is not yellow and thin, but it is indeed very thin.

Strange to say, Qinghe Village is located in the north, and most of the people in the village, both men and women, are strong and strong, but she is born petite and delicate, with a slender waist, which seems incompatible with the other women in the village.

The two had breakfast, the man walked to the yard, and just as he was about to push the cart, he saw Yao Yun'er come out of the stove room and hand a small cloth bag to him.

"There's dry food here, you can take it and eat it on the road." The girl's voice was sweet and soft, and her white face was already flushed faintly, and she only lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, and she was indescribably shy.

Yuan Wu remained silent, took the cloth bag, and said before going out: "Be careful at home." ”

Yao Yun'er let out a "hmm" and sent Yuan Wu out of the shop all the way. Outside the shop is the street entrance of Qinghe Village, and some neighbors saw Yuan Wu pushing the cart out, hindering his coldness in the day, and no one stepped forward to greet the young couple, but he said in his heart that this pig killer was indeed diligent enough, so he got married, and did not delay the business, so he rushed to the town early in the morning to do business.

Because she is a bride, and now it is the first time she has seen the neighborhood after getting married, Yao Yuner's little face has already been red as fire, and she only stands quietly beside the man, but she looks very well-behaved.

"Let's go back." Yuan Wu spoke.

Yao Yun'er nodded slightly, then raised her eyes to look at him, and whispered, "Be careful on the road." ”

Yuan Wu saw that her pair of black eyes were as clear as autumn water, and her voice was soft, only moistening people's hearts, at that moment, he smiled faintly, nodded slightly, and then pushed the car and strode away.

Yao Yun'er looked at his sturdy and heroic back, the man walked extremely fast, and it didn't take long for him to turn around and never see him again.

When she got home, Yao Yun'er closed the door of the shop, only thinking that Yuan Wu pushed the cart of meat to the town, and she didn't know if she could sell it.

There is nothing to do, Yao Yuner chopped the meat from the bones in the morning with a knife, stirred it well with chopsticks, and the ready-made pork bones at home were boiled in fresh soup and stewed with wontons It is the best.

When the wontons are wrapped one by one, the dough is crystal clear, revealing the pink meat filling inside, and it is extremely tempting just to look at it.

The sky was already dark, Yao Yun'er unbuttoned her apron, but her heart became slightly anxious, Yuan Wu went out early in the morning, it had been a whole day, but he hadn't come back yet.

Yao Yun'er opened the door of the shop and stood guard at the door. As soon as Qinghe Village arrives at night, the villagers all return home, and live the days of their wives and children hot kang heads, few people come out to walk around, and the moonlight is lonely, which stretches her shadow extremely long, and makes her more and more lonely.

Fortunately, Yao Yun'er didn't wait too long, and she heard the sound of a car wheeling from the front, and after a closer look, the man's figure was tall and burly, stepping on the moonlight, striding towards him.

Seeing that he came back safely, Yao Yun'er breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help it, a smile bloomed on the corner of her lips, and the two sweet dimples were full, which made people see very clearly in the moonlight.

After a day's journey, the man was already a servant, and now when he saw the smile of his wife, his black eyes moved slightly, and he only felt a warmth that he had never felt before, slowly hovering in his heart.

"I'm back." Yao Yun'er's voice was soft, and she hurriedly turned to the side to make way for the man so that he could push the cart in.

Yuan Wu responded, and as soon as he stepped into the small courtyard, he smelled the fragrance of broth, which made people even more hungry.

Yao Yun'er knew that he had traveled so far, and he must be hungry and tired at this time, so she brought over the tea that had already been cold, and said softly: "Drink some water and rest first, and you can eat in a while." ”

Yuan Wu was indeed thirsty, took the tea, and drank it without saying a word. Yao Yun'er stopped talking, hurriedly went to the stove room, first put the wontons in the pot, and then took out a sea bowl, after the wontons were cooked, scooped the wontons into the sea bowl, only to see that the broth was fresh and fragrant, the wontons were crystal clear, the green onions were green, and the color and flavor were complete.

Yao Yun'er stretched out her little hand, and was just about to serve the wontons, when she saw a pair of big hands already holding the bowl, and when she looked back, Yuan Wu didn't know when she was standing behind her.

"I'll come, don't burn you." The man's voice was low, as if he was talking about the most ordinary thing, and Yao Yun'er served another bowl for herself, which was naturally served to the table by the man.

The two faced each other, Yuan Wugang scooped up a wonton with a spoon, and before he could put it into his lips, his eyes inadvertently crossed the bottom of Yao Yun'er's bowl, but his complexion suddenly changed.

Yao Yun'er's bowl is a clear and light soup base, with a few wontons floating, without the slightest oiliness, not at all like his bowl, it is broth, green onions and minced meat, and even the wontons are full.

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