Put the dishes and chopsticks back neatly and drip water under the cabinet, and with a shake of her hand, Su Qingyao walked out of the kitchen.

Then I saw Qingluo and Gu Jingzhi sitting on the chairs pulled out of the Eight Immortals table

She saw that the bedding on the bed was folded, and people could do it, but no one patronized it.

Scratching her head, Su Qingyao stepped forward to make the mattress more and more flat, and put the quilt inside the window.

Qingluo looked at it, Gu Jingzhi didn't sit down, so Qingluo asked Su Qingyao to sit there by himself.

Gu Jingzhi looked at Su Qingyi, who was sitting alone on the wide Arhat bed, and his eyebrows and eyes were a little gloomy.

But he soon held Qingluo's soft and slender jade hand, and his heart regained his calm.

In this way, Su Qingyao's days in Dakui Mountain were settled, and she didn't think that she might be busy.

For breakfast, the warm couch slept too comfortably, she never knew when to cook breakfast, when Gu Jingzhi would come down, and she didn't have the ability to smear the sky and time through the black paint.

So after that, Qingluo was more relieved of Su Qingyao, who was a little scared about this, and said that she didn't have to think much about breakfast.

She is used to eating her husband's breakfast, which is the motivation for her to get up.

After staying for a long time, Su Qingyao knew that she would only cook one meal at noon this winter.

So sometimes the three of them are busy in the kitchen in the middle of the morning, Qingluo is in the middle, and the temperature is more and more harmonious.

Gu Jingzhidu packed the clothes he had changed, of course, not for Su Qingyao, but for his own and Qingluo's.

Su Qingyao only has to be responsible for herself, and she doesn't use the housework she promised at the beginning, and she does all the trivial things in life.

When there was sun, Qingluo and Su Qingyao were leisurely basking in the sun in the courtyard where there was no wind.

It's as if she's here for a vacation to escape the cold, not to take refuge in the gray.

From time to time, fresh meat is eaten, and all kinds of stored meat and pickles appear on the table.

There are fresh vegetables, fruits after meals, or other snacks every day, not to mention how beautiful the days are, and she really responds to what she said very quickly.

In the afternoon of this day, Su Qingyao made a plate of hot water and carefully wiped the table and kitchen, looking at it could reflect some light.

Seeing that Su Qingyao was going to continue to work here and tidy up there, Qingluo, who was leaning on the bed of the Arhat who would clean up the futon as soon as it was daylight, shouted.

"Come out and take a break, you don't have to clean it so cleanly, and when the New Year is over in a few days, you will have to clean it upstairs and downstairs."

Su Qingyao answered, poured the water, wiped her hands clean, walked out, and sat on the other side of the table.

When Gu Jingzhi came back in the evening, there were some winter bamboo shoots in the basket.

Qingluo was pleasantly surprised, Su Qingyao was also very happy, both of them like to eat fruits, whether they are fried or brushed with meat dishes, the taste is a must.

Gu Jingzhi looked at Qingluo and Su Qingyao with a smile, breaking their fingers together, thinking about how to make these winter bamboo shoots.

His eyes as black as a cold star were full of gentle smiles, with indulgence and pampering.

Su Qingyao happened to see it, and immediately covered her little heart, and shouted in her heart, "Su!

I saw that Luo unconsciously pulled Gu Jingyi's sleeve with one hand, and the white and pink fingertips pinched the black cloth, and the other party lowered his hand properly.

Oh~ What kind of fairy marriage is this?

This is completely idol-style love after marriage, but it's not love after marriage, this is completely the plot of the male and female protagonists!

Could it be that she is not the heroine of the ancient farming text, but the sister of the heroine?

Qingluo stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Su Qingyao, "What's wrong?" Stuck in the delicious taste of winter bamboo shoots?

Why are you still stunned? Peel the bamboo shoots, wash them and almost add another dish to dinner. ”

Saying that, Qingluo crossed his hands on his hips, raised his chin, and looked at Su Qingyao like a fierce and arrogant overseer.

"Little cabbage" Su Qingyao smiled and was about to take over the back basket that Gu Jingzhi was carrying.

Gu Jingzhi bent his waist and put this on the ground.

Su Qingyao's movements remained the same, bending over to carry the back basket, now she was used to Gu Jingzhi's avoidance of herself, and she didn't feel embarrassed at all, but felt that it was better.

I don't feel that I am treated poorly at all, but I feel that this "overseer" is really beautiful, and if the workers who recruit men are guaranteed to be fought for by everyone, the salary is not important.

Of course, the other "overseer" is really fierce and scary.

Su Qingyao took out a small bench from the kitchen and sat on the edge of the kitchen and watched Qingluo sitting on the warm couch.

Gu Jingzhi placed the chair in front of the Eight Immortals table on the side.

The two are still close to each other.

She wondered if it was because her light bulb was here, otherwise she would have to hug it?

Ouch, I'll go~

Su Qingyao's face flashed a little red, and her face, which was originally considered delicate and lovely, was inexplicably a little obscene.

Do you still have to have a kiss from time to time?

Hey, this can bring her innocence to ruin.

Qingluo sat upright, patted Gu Jingzhi's hand, and always unconsciously leaned towards it.

Soon, Su Qingyao received Gu Jingzhi's death gaze.

Su Qingyao stood up silently, holding a basket in one hand and a small bench in the other, and sat down in the kitchen again, closing the kitchen by the way.

Hmph, what are you afraid of, it's more comfortable to have a fire burning inside than sitting on a warm kang.

Qingluo looked at Gu Jingzhi who was blinking and smiling at her flatteringly, glared at him, turned around and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

On the day when Baiyun Town returned to the mountain, the sunny day turned cloudy, and the next day it began to drizzle, and the sun cleared after a few days of cloudy and rainy days.

The warm winter sun shines brightly in the distant sky.

Qingluo slightly minus a thin coat inside, put on a brightly colored jacket and skirt embroidered with saffron, and combed a delicate bun at home in winter, and then put on a delicate hairpin.

And Su Qingyao's hair was braided into a twisted braid, placed directly on her chest, she rubbed her hands, and looked at Qingluo with her eyes.

Qingluo waved his hand, and the rather heroic one took Su Qingyao to leave the hospital for the first time after going up the mountain together, and went around the cave.

The fresh air came to her face, Su Qingyao felt it, and suddenly smiled.

Qingluo cast an inquiring look, and Su Qingyao shook her head with a smile.

She thought of the farming text she had read some time in her previous life.

The heroine in it is worn to ancient times, and many of the first things are to breathe hard.

Exhale, take a deep breath, and praise how fresh and beautiful the smell is, and how intoxicating the air is.

Then I went to the mountains, and inhaled as hard as if I was hypoxic.

At that time, she was envious, and now she feels a little stupid.

Qingluo wondered and looked at Su Qingyao, who was laughing and a little lonely, and couldn't understand that he didn't bother to look at Su Qingyao who seemed to change his face.

Holding Gu Jingzhi's arm, the two walked lightly in the slightly cold winter with a smile.

In the forest, Dakui Mountain is worthy of being the spirit of the earth, and the slightly denser woods are hidden in emerald color.

Gu Jingzhi had the foresight to drape the cloak placed on the crook of the other arm on Qingluo's body.

Qingluo shook his head and didn't let his hat be put on, and Su Qingyao also took care that he couldn't sigh anymore, so he hurriedly followed.

Looking at the trembling green grass swaying in the winter wind, the three of them stopped to watch it for a while, and felt that this touch of green looked quite gratifying.

Qingluo was helped by Gu Jingzhi to walk towards the forest, and then saw a bush with a small grass in front of him, and saw that it had a little bright color.

Qingluo slowed down his steps and said softly, "This actually blooms a cold orchid." ”

She turned her head and looked at Gu Jingzhi in surprise.

Gu Jingzhi smiled and thought, "Transplant this flower to our yard?" ”

Qingluo turned his head to look at the Han Lan that was blooming proudly, and hesitated slightly.

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