Seeing that the man was going to carry the verdant grass to Luo Qing's house in the evening to feed the cows, Su Mi wanted to make some snacks for the meaty female doll of the Luo family and bring them over.

Thinking about it, there is nothing at home, only the pears on the pear tree in the yard of his house have not been picked yet. So he asked the man to climb up and pick some big pears to pick them, these small yellow ones, Su Mi asked the man to stay on the tree and feed the passing birds.

This pear tree was planted after Zhao Laosan came to Zhaojia Village, seven or eight years, the man was diligent, carrying water and fertilizing, and many of the fruits received were about the same size as the rice bowl.

After picking the fruit, the man continued to tidy up the newly cultivated vegetable garden, although he dug up and loosened the soil, but the work of fertilizing and picking manure to moisten the soil must not be sloppy, otherwise in the future, the fertility in the soil will not be enough, and the vegetables planted will not be strong.

Su Mi put the pears in the dustpan, brought a basin of cool well water, and brought Jinpa to scrub the pears one by one.

After drying the water, then take a cutting board and a kitchen knife, the skin of the pear is peeled, this pear is a cross between the pear and the pear, the skin is relatively thick, if you do not peel the skin, the little doll has not yet grown the tooth, and it will be choked when eaten.

After peeling the skin, the white flesh was exposed, Su Mi took a piece of pear flesh and put it in his mouth with a pair of slender hands, it tasted crisp and raw, and his mouth was full of the fragrance and fruity aroma of pear flesh.

After the pears in the half dustpan were peeled, Su Mi stood up and hammered his waist, put down the kitchen knife in his hand, and went to the back to call the man who was picking dung to bring the pears to the stove.

The man washed his big hands and picked up the dustpan, and the white pear flesh in it smelled sweet. When he arrived at the stove room, Su Mi hurriedly picked a piece of large and crisp pear meat and sent it to the man's mouth.

This is the first time Zhao Laosan has eaten the pears picked from his own tree, he used to live alone, and he didn't pay much attention to the fruits on the pear tree. When I ate this, I realized that my fruit had a lot of water, not to mention, and it was very sweet.

Seeing the man's expression, Su Mi knew that Zhao Laosan liked to eat, so he hurriedly picked a few big pieces and sent them to his man's mouth.

"Husband, although this pear is hybrid, I never thought it would be so delicious, in the future, our pears will be collected raw, and all the pears that can't be eaten can be dried and canned, so that they can be eaten for several months!" Su Mi's voice

Soft and glutinous, a white little face, stained with a little crystal clear dewdrops, looking at the appearance of a little peasant daughter-in-law.

"Okay, what the lady says, just do it!"

"After the husband has finished this vegetable patch, will he pick all the pears on this tree in the afternoon?" Su Mi raised her head, her eyes were bright, and her tightly curled eyelashes flickered a few times, which made people feel a little more pity when she looked at it!

"Good!" The man's thin lips opened slightly, although he didn't say much, but he remembered all the requirements of this little lady in his heart.

The man went to the vegetable field to work again, Su Mi tied the apron around his waist, first brought well water to clean the pot, and then poured half a pot of well water down.

The firewood of the Zhao family is dry firewood, this fire will be lit after a while, the water in the pot is clear and sweet, after the water boils, Su Mi will hold the pear pieces in the dustpan and put it in the pot with a pair of hands as white as chives.

With her man's first doll in her womb, Su Mi was extremely careful in her movements, much slower than before. As soon as the pear pieces were put into the pot, a sweet fragrance wafted from the stove.

The firewood of the Zhao family is good, and in less than half an hour, the pear pieces in this pot will be cooked. Su Mi held a brocade handkerchief in a pair of small hands, wrapped the handle of the pot lid, and carefully picked up the pot lid. Then he brought a basin and scooped up the pears in the pot with the juice and let them cool.

This pear has a lot of juice, and the well water, this well water has become crystal clear, and the original white pear flesh has also become slightly yellow. The flesh was a little soft and rotten, and when you looked sideways, you could see the juice inside.

Taking advantage of the fact that the pear meat was cooling, Su Mi took out the bottle of mushroom sauce that was already empty, put it in a pot and steamed it with hot water, and then drained it and let it cool.

Su Mi was afraid that the doll in her womb would make trouble again, so after cooking the pear pieces, she went to the bedroom to lie down for a while. This waist felt a little sore, so I brought a soft pillow to cushion it, closed my eyes, and took a nap like this. From time to time, I heard the sound of men digging the ground outside the window.

This short rest is half an hour's work, and when he woke up, the sky outside was already thousands of miles away, Su Mi calculated, this man was afraid that he would have to carry the grass to Luo Qing's house, so he hurriedly got up and prepared to fill the cans.

When we got to the stove, the man was already starting to fill the boiled pears.

"Husband, you have to be careful in this work, I'll come!" Su Mi pursed a peach lip, her white cheeks were sleepy-eyed, and she hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, pinched the spoon, and stirred it in the basin, afraid that the rock sugar cube would not melt.

The man was holding the bottle on the side, and Su Mi carefully scooped the pears in the pot into the jar, and then sealed it. I never thought that this dustpan of pears would contain more than a dozen bottles.

"There are many Luo families, bring them some more, let's leave four bottles!" Su Mi counted them, then brought the sack and carefully packed the canned bottle inside.

Whatever the woman says, the man answers, and does what the woman tells him.

In the evening, Su Mi was cooking dinner in his stove room, and the man carried a basket of grass on his back and a sack of canned pears in his hand, and went to Luo Qing's house.

When he arrived at Luo's house, this Luo Qing was still harvesting corn kernels that had not been dried. Seeing that Zhao Laosan was coming, Luo Qing hurriedly put down the work in his hand and took the basket he was carrying.

"Your sister-in-law is still mowing grass at the edge of the field to feed the cows, and you have such a big basket on your back, and tomorrow's cattle grass will be enough." Luo Qing looked at these lush grasses and said with a smile.

"Mi'er is still at home, I have to go back quickly, this can is made by Mi'er for your doll and sister-in-law, just put it in a cool place!" Zhao Laosan knew that the little lady in the family was tired all afternoon, thinking about going back to cook dinner, standing in this courtyard, he was very anxious.

Luo Qing didn't leave him for dinner, knowing that the woman in the family was pregnant, and he was afraid that something would happen when he left.

Back at Zhao's house, Su Mi had already put the noodles in the pot, the man twisted his eyebrows, stood at the door of the stove room, looked at her slightly plump back, and felt very distressed.

"The lady is so sitting, I'll cook this noodle!" Zhao Laosan didn't discuss with her, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist and abdomen, helped her sit on the stove chair, washed her hands and began to work on the stove.

Today, my little lady has morning sickness, and she hasn't eaten anything this day, Zhao Laosan looked at it in his eyes, and his heart was very distressed. This noodle is very light, and the man is afraid that the woman will not be nutritious after eating it, so he boiled two poached eggs, put some sweet rice and served it, and then brought it to Su Mi.

Zhao Laosan reclaimed the vegetable field today, pulled a lot of weeds, and the skin of his hands was scratched by weeds in several places, and this time it was scabbed, mottled red, which was particularly dazzling under the oil lamp. Su Mi felt sorry for the man in her heart, holding a pair of big hands with a pair of small hands, and looked at it carefully with a pair of watery eyes, and pecked the wound with a peach lip.

"Husband, do so many wounds hurt?" Under the oil lamp, Su Mi's voice was soft, and her watery eyes were full of worry and distress.

The man was stunned, he used to come and go in the wind and rain, and he broke out of the ghost gate several times, what is it that was scratched by the weeds, for him, it was like being bitten by a mosquito.

"What is this little injury, the lady doesn't have to take it to heart!" The man raised a large, rough hand and rubbed it on the woman's cheek a few times.

Knowing that men never complain about being bitter or tired, hearing the man say this, Su Mi's heart became even more uncomfortable, his eyes were sour, and he came with crystal clear tears: "Husband, don't get used to me too much in the future, my heart hurts so much to see you like this!" ”

Zhao Laosan pursed his thin lips, brushed away the tears hanging on the little lady's cheeks, and wrapped a big hand around her thin shoulder: "The more the lady talks, the more serious it gets, if it weren't for you, I would be bored all day long, these are what I am willing to do for you." ”

Su Mi turned her sadness into joy, smiled, picked up the spoon and ate the sweet rice poached egg. Seeing that the woman was eating happily, Zhao Laosan's heart softened, as if all the fatigue in the day had disappeared.

The woman ate slowly, and after dinner, Zhao Laosan cleaned up the stove room and bathed the woman with warm water. Since she became pregnant, it has been a man's job to take a woman's bath every day.

Outsiders look at Zhao Laosan's big shoulders and thick waist, he must not be a careful person, but Su Mi knows that he is willing to do anything for himself, and he is willing to hold himself in the palm of his hand and feel pain. Not to mention cooking three meals a day, he also loves his little lady as a daughter, and the clouds and rain on the bed are a little rude, and the rest are too mild to be gentle.

After cleaning up, Zhao Laosan took the little lady to the bedroom to rest. The man was a little tired today, and Su Mi also did a lot of work, and just fell asleep as soon as he got into bed.

The man's big hand gently touched her soft green silk, his dark eyes looked at her gentle cheeks, and a thin lip couldn't help but peck it. Su Mi slept peacefully beside the man, but he didn't know that the man was looking at him, a pair of small hands were dragging the man's arm, and he was breathing evenly.

Today in the bazaar, the man heard people who came from outside to do business talk about the discovery of the corpse of an official in the canal outside Pinghe County, and the official was searching for suspicious people. Others don't know what's going on, Zhao Laosan's heart is like a mirror, this person was drowned by him.

Although he was suspicious and shirked, Zhao Laosan was faintly uneasy, he just wanted to talk about Sangma with the little lady by the pillow now, and live with Meimei.