God's mood is to say that the sky is still clear and clear at noon, and the wind begins to blow as he walks, and a large dark cloud blows from nowhere, and it will not take long to cover the overhead. The blazing sun was gone, and the sky suddenly became dark and sunk, only the far edge of the sky was significantly whiter, and it was going to rain heavily!

Song Jiu didn't dare to delay, and stepped up his pace with the burden.

"How can you say that change has changed!" Wan Ge came out of cooking and looked up at the suddenly gray wind, thinking that Song Jiu hadn't come back yet, and he didn't know if anyone had an umbrella.

God is probably in a particularly bad mood today, and I didn't give everyone much time to prepare, and the raindrops the size of beans crackled and fell. The sound of brushing on the leaves of the trees, not to mention that it is very pleasant to listen to, but the people who are drenched in the rain are not comfortable.

A sudden heavy rain made many people unprepared, many people were working in the farmland, seeing the sky change color and hurriedly ran back, but they didn't win. Halfway through the rain, I didn't have an umbrella in my hand, and the clothes on my body were wet from the rain in a few moments. When passing by some people's yards, I heard the sound of people inside urging and shouting to collect dried vegetables, which seemed to be extremely flustered and caught off guard.

On the contrary, Wange hurriedly ran out with an umbrella. Song Yu didn't come back for a long time, she was worried, she couldn't sit still as soon as the rain fell, so she found two umbrellas in the house and ran out.

One ran outside the village, and the other hurried to the village, and it was only time to meet. God seems to be unaccustomed to losing his temper, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the wind is blowing late, and the umbrella in the singer is almost blown out without holding it tightly.

Steady the umbrella in his hand, his steps became more and more determined to run out, and finally he picked up people in the appearance of half a mile outside the village.

The rain ran down Song Jiu's head, his cheeks couldn't stop flowing, and the clothes on his body were all wet with the rain, and he was tightly attached to his body to reveal his burly figure. Seeing a light blue figure running this way with a butter umbrella in his hazy vision, Song Yu blinked vigorously, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that person looked so much like a night song. As the people got closer, he became more and more sure that it was the evening song, and then he cried out.

Wan Ge heard that she ran faster, but her swaying appearance was really worrying.

It's all mud. The road is muddy, it's good if it doesn't rain, but when it rains, it will be muddy, slippery and difficult to walk.

Song Ji wiped the rain from his face and walked faster barefoot.

"It's raining so hard, what are you running out for, do you think you're in too good health?" As soon as the two got together, before the evening song had time to rejoice, they were greeted by a scolding from Song Jiu who split his head and covered his face.

Wan Ge swallowed back what she was going to say, and handed the other umbrella she was holding in her arms to Song Jiu: "I thought that you didn't bring an umbrella, and I was worried that you would bring you an umbrella on purpose." ”

I almost didn't stop running all the way, and although I had an umbrella in my hand, my clothes were still wet in many places, especially the skirt, and the sleeves were visibly wet and tightly cling. A pair of embroidered shoes were also stained by the yellow muddy water, and the soles were directly soaked, and the feet were cold inside.

"Hurry up and hold the umbrella, and I'll carry the basket." Saying that, Wan Ge stuffed the umbrella into Song Jiu's empty hand and wanted to get the basket on his back.

"Don't move." Song Jiu scolded and opened the umbrella and held it: "That's it, go back." ”

Wan Ge's outstretched hand stiffened, and he silently took it back and whispered a good word.

The two of them walked slowly towards the village with umbrellas one after the other, and no one spoke, and the atmosphere was as cold as the current weather.

As soon as he returned home, Song Jiu threw the burden basket under the eaves and got into the stove room. Wan Ge looked at it, and silently placed the umbrella next to the wall. This time she did not chase into the stove room, but sat under the eaves and stared blankly at the sky.

She thought that he would be happy if she went to pick him up, but she didn't expect to make people angry again. The previous things haven't been explained yet, and now it's unpleasant again. How that should be!

Song Yu came out with hot water and saw that his daughter-in-law was like a fool, not going to change her clothes and sitting under the eaves blowing the cold wind, at that moment she only felt that her blood was surging, and she had a terrible headache.

"You....... I ......." looked at Song Jiu's changed face, and subconsciously thought that he was upsetting people again, like a child who had done something wrong, stood up and looked at Song Jiu at a loss.

Song Yubang put the hot water basin on the ground, stepped forward and grabbed people's hands and dragged them into the house, and scolded while walking: "I don't know how to stay at home on a rainy day and run around, when I come back, my clothes are wet, my shoes are wet and I don't know how to change them, and I am still wearing them, are you not cold?" ”

is obviously angry and scolding, but the more Wange listens to it, the more smiles in her eyes become, and in the end, all the uneasiness and grievances are driven away.

"It's me who is bad, don't be angry." Wan Ge grabbed Song Jiu's hand with his backhand, and he was very hard for fear that he would be annoyed and angry and throw himself away.

Song Jiu's body stiffened, and the scolding stopped all of a sudden, and finally he could only carry the person behind his back and say roughly: "Do you dare next time." ”

"Dare."

Song Jiu turned around and looked at the evening song with a smile in his eyes, looking at the unrepentant look, he couldn't help but grab the person and press it on the bed with hatred. Syllable. Smacked and spanked. share, asked viciously: "Do you still dare, do you dare to dare." ”

Evening Song has been beaten countless times since she was a child, but she has never been pressed on the bed and spanked. shares. Syllable. Syllable. The snapping sound echoed next to the ears, and the crimson of the evening singer's face spread all the way to the roots of the neck and ears, like dripping blood.

A pair of black and bright black eyes stared directly at Song Jiu, I don't know whether he was ashamed or annoyed, or both.

Song Jiu's hand suddenly couldn't fall, obviously wanting to teach people a lesson and make her remember it for a long time. It's just that somehow it seems to have changed its taste all of a sudden, and there seems to be a sweet and glutinous smell spreading, and the smell makes people's blood boil.

He didn't know that he was looking at people at this time, as if he was staring at the prey in the photo. Wan Ge turned his head and pulled himself through the quilt, revealing only his red ears.

Song Yu coughed lightly twice, and his tone eased down and asked Wange to change her wet clothes so as not to catch a cold, her body was so weak that she couldn't stand the cold. He had just boiled some hot water, and went to soak it in to warm his feet.

Seeing that the person was wrapped in the quilt and didn't move, Song Jiu wanted to go up and directly dismantle the quilt and pull the person out. But then I thought of the scene where I had just taught people and turned out to be a bad one.,In the end, I endured it.,Just told people to hurry up and then went out.。

Wan Ge's ears moved in the quilt, and when she heard the sound of the door closing, she carefully exposed a small crack, and only after confirming that there was no one in the house did she lift the quilt and sit up. A face is still red, thinking of the matter of Fang Cai, fart. I couldn't sit still, as if there were nails in the bed.

If she hadn't known that Song Jiu didn't mean that, she would have almost thought that she would .......

patted his face to make himself sober, thinking that Song Jiu said that he had boiled hot water, and he no longer sat and thought about it, so he quickly changed his clothes. The speed was as fast as if she was afraid that Song Jiu would suddenly push the door in the middle of the way, but in fact she didn't think it was right.

As soon as the clothes were changed, the door creaked and was pushed open, and the evening song jumped in fright.

"I'll bring you hot water, you bubble." Song Ji put the basin in front of the bed.

With a kitten-like hum, Wan Ge pulled her skirt and sat back on the edge of the bed and took off her shoes and soaked her feet.

After getting these, Song Jiu lowered his head and looked at the wet clothes on his body that were still dripping, took them off and threw them aside with great disgust, and looked for clothes to change in front of the cabinet with his upper body naked. Wan Ge Yu glanced at the panic and lowered his head, the heat on his face that had finally disappeared instantly climbed up again, and the heart in his chest also pounded uncontrollably.

Song Jiu remembered the sound of water next to his ears, and then he suddenly remembered that there was a little daughter-in-law in the house. However, the person only paused for a moment, and then it was extremely natural to change his clothes, and even change his pants in front of people.

The evening song didn't dare to look up, but the rustling sound went straight to his ears, and some indescribable pictures couldn't help but appear in his mind. Song Jiu: This can be regarded as a transfer of people. It's a play, and it's shameless.

"I'll go out and heat up the food first, and you can soak it for a while." Saying that, Song Jiu went out with his wet clothes.

As soon as the people left, the heat in the room seemed to dissipate a lot, and Wan Ge suddenly gasped a few times and rubbed his cheeks vigorously. I shouted in my heart that it was too much, this person was too much, how could this be.

Song Yu walked out and threw his clothes into the basin casually, laughing silently. His little daughter-in-law was too shy, but she was too ashamed to bow her head when she changed her clothes in front of her, and her ears were as red as blood droplets, which made people love and pity.

Raising his hand, Song Jiu's eyes gradually became darker, maybe the fruit he raised should be picked.

The evening song that was remembered was slowed down in the room for a long time before changing a pair of shoes and coming out with water. It just so happened that Song Jiu also heated the meal and was ready to call her to eat.

Seeing that Ren Wange's eyes flashed, and then he tried his best to control his expression, but the effect was very small.

At the dinner table, the evening song remembered the matter, and told Song Ji that he accidentally put chili peppers in the morning and stewed rabbit meat with a unique taste.

"Wait, I'll bring you a taste." Wan Ge put down the dishes and chopsticks and ran to the stove room, came out with a plate of rabbits, and put it in front of Song Jiu like an invitation: "Look." ”

The rabbit meat on the plate is wrapped in a layer of chili oil, and the red oil exudes a spicy fragrance, which seems to say that it is delicious to taste it.

Song Yu stretched out his chopsticks and put a piece in his mouth, his eyes narrowed. The rabbit was originally hunted in the mountains, the meat was firm and delicate, and now it is made into braised meat, not to mention the delicious fragrance, but also accompanied by a spicy and mellow fragrance. When I eat it, my whole tongue seems to be stimulated, and I almost want to stuff one after eating the next.

"Okay, this is good. If you drink a little more, it will be even more fragrant. Song Yu slapped the table and asked Wange to bring his wine.

He had no doubt that such spicy rabbit meat would be sold better than the previous braised meat when it was put on the stall, and how many people would come to grab it.