Chapter 6: The Bodhisattva's Marriage
Su Mi was already delicate, drank half a bowl of porridge and ate a steamed bun, and only drank a few sips of this white raw soy milk. Zhao Laosan stood at the table, watching his wife eating, and he was not in a hurry, but seemed to be very comfortable.
He's an anxious person, and he didn't have such a good temperament before.
After the woman finished eating, she wiped a small thin lip with her sleeve. raised his eyes, but saw Zhao Laosan staring at her tightly with dark eyes. She was fine, but when she saw his eyes as dark as night, she remembered last night. It was the first time that a man had changed her clothes.
couldn't help but feel that her delicate cheeks were covered with redness, all of this Zhao Laosan had already seen in his eyes, and he only felt that his little lady was becoming more and more charming and moving, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub her cheeks: "Does the lady's leg still hurt?" ”
Su Mi didn't feel it when she sat up, but when she stood up, her legs were still a little painful, and she nodded: "I slept all night yesterday and got a little better." ”
Zhao Laosan hurriedly took her hand, and actually touched the cocoon in the palm of his hand, twisted his eyebrows and picked up her little hand and looked at it carefully: "I have suffered a lot at home!" ”
When she changed her clothes last night, looking at the injuries on her body, Zhao Laosan was a hundred distressed. Carefully wiped the wound with medicinal solution, and changed into a soft Shu cloth and fine sand clothes, so that the injuries on his body scabbed faster, and Su Mi suffered less, so Zhao Laosan was much relieved.
"It's just that after my father left, my mother was old, and there were not many people in the family who could work. I am the youngest and should take good care of my mother. Su Mi withdrew his hand, all kinds of sufferings in the Su family, just like the smell of blood floating in this troubled world, can be explained clearly with just a few words.
When the man saw that his wife was so sensible, his heart was full of pity and heartache: "Now that you are my Zhao Laosan's wife, you don't have to worry about things in this house in the future, everything has me!" ”
Su Mijiao was dripping, and her heart was as warm as the hot soy milk she had just drunk, "I am also a rural village woman, and I should run this family with my own man." ”
Zhao Laosan was stunned, Su Mi just said that he was his man, and he had been silent since he lived in Zhaojia Village, and this little lady's words actually made him feel that this Zhaojia Village had a little warmth.
Zhao Laosan walked in front, and Su Mi followed. Take her to the mountains, walk for half an hour, and then cross a river is a Bodhisattva temple.
"I, Zhao Laosan, have no relatives in Zhaojia Village, and I am lonely and helpless, and today I specially brought my lady to the Bodhisattva to marry and get married, and the Bodhisattva is our witness!" After Zhao Laosan finished speaking, he took out the prepared incense and bowed down sincerely. Su Mi saw in her eyes, although this man was a little mysterious, he really felt sorry for her.
Su Mi also knelt beside Zhao Laosan and bowed reverently: "Guanyin Bodhisattva, Su Mi has a small life, and now he has someone who cares for him, and he hopes that the gods will have mercy." ”
After the two worshipped, Zhao Laosan saw that the sun was getting stronger, and Su Mi hurriedly took her back for fear of being hot. On the way, I just caught a wild one. Chicken: "The lady is very thin, and when I go home, I will use the dried bamboo shoots I dug a few days ago to stew it to replenish your body." ”
Su Mi followed behind Zhao Laosan, looking at his broad and tall back, and his heart was indescribably steady. If my father knew that she had married such a strong man, he would be satisfied.
It was noon when the two of them went home, and Zhao Laosan was the one who was about to be arrested. The chicken is neatly stewed with bamboo shoots on a firewood fire. Boiling the beans ground in the morning in a large iron pot, Su Mi's eyelids sank in the folded wild vegetables: "Although this wild vegetable is the best quality to clear the heat, it is bitter and tight, if the lady doesn't like to eat, we won't eat this bitter thing when we grow some vegetables in the future." ”
Su Mi Bai Shengsheng was holding a handful of verdant wild vegetables in his hands, and when he saw the man on the stove say this, he blinked his apricot-like eyes and pursed his lips: "I am used to eating this wild vegetable, the petioles are chewy, and the leaves and vines are also very fragrant. The buds are even more bitter with a little sweetness! ”
The man has lived for twenty-eight years, and it is the first time he has heard someone say that this wild vegetable is like the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, "The lady needs to replenish her body, and it is better to eat some vegetables from the vegetable garden in the future." ”
Su Mi was not stubborn with his man, and showed a shallow smile like a pear blossom: "What you say is what, it is spring now, and we will grow some vegetables in the vegetable garden." ”
Zhao Laosan's hand holding the spatula tightened, in Zhaojia Village for many years, he has been managing beans, grinding tofu, and selling tofu all day long.
"You rest at home, leave the things in this vegetable garden to the man, and I'll take care of the tofu after delivering it in the afternoon!" Zhao Laosan used to live alone, and the most he ate every day was leftover tofu, and he didn't care about any vegetable garden.
The two of them talked as they worked, and in a moment the steaming meal was brought to the table. Slightly translucent yellow bamboo shoots in the wild. Chicken broth, wild vegetables stir-fried in lard, and tofu are cut into small pieces and fried in oil. Just looking at it is very refreshing, Zhao Laosan used to boil tofu in clear water, at most dig a spoonful of lard, and eat a pot of rice roughly.
Look at the small pieces of tofu, which are fried on both sides and golden brown, and there are dots of green onions on top. The man took a piece and put it in his mouth, and his mouth was filled with bursts of fragrance and burnt fragrance: "The tofu fried by the lady is really delicious!" ”
When the woman saw that her man loved to eat, her heart was beautiful, and she lowered her head and was shy: "If you like it, I will make this tofu in a different way in the future." ”
Su Mi first drank a bowl of stewed chicken soup with bamboo shoots, and after eating some tofu and stir-fried wild cauliflower, his stomach panicked for a while. When her father went to the Su family, she didn't eat three meals a day, and she ate so heartily on the second day when she arrived at Zhao Laosan's house, she was very satisfied.
The two of them ate, Su Mi was about to get up and clean up, Zhao Laosan was about to put away the dishes and chopsticks: "The lady is tired after walking two or three miles today, let's go and rest for a while after eating, I will go to the town to sell tofu after I pack up." ”
Su Mi didn't refute, wiped a small mouth and obediently went to the bedroom. Lying on the bed, Rao is straw was spread thickly, and he only felt that his body was soft, as if lying on the clouds. On this futon, there was a faint smell of tofu and Han placket, and Su Mi covered his thin body and fell asleep after a while.
When he woke up, it was already evening, and Su Mi never thought that he would sleep so deeply. When I opened the quilt, I was covered with beads of sweat.
"Crunch" The door opened, Zhao Lao Sanguang. Arms. When the son came in, Su Mi hurriedly lowered his eyelids and didn't dare to look directly at his man.
Zhao Laosan saw that his lady was so ashamed, and he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, "Sweating profusely, maybe it's a dream, the bath water is in the basin, go take a bath, I'll cook dinner!" ”