It was raining in Orchard Village, dark clouds covered the sky, gloomy and gloomy, and the rain was falling, and it was hazy from afar.

Lu Haitang slept until noon, put on a dark purple and dirt-resistant skirt after washing, and pushed open the door, the whole village was shrouded in light smoke, and the rain fell on the ground and splashed one after another.

Lu Haitang, who is not very good at using the stove, chose to eat dry food, took a hard steamed bun and gnawed out the door, took off the umbrella placed on the window, and prepared to go to Lu Xingshen's house, and brought the fresh pork and dozens of catties of flour bought yesterday by the way, and asked them to help process it.

No way, who let her not know how to cook, especially this kind of wood-fired stove, if a modern gas stove can still do it, scrambled eggs and fried rice.

Tian Kan, who was stepping on the mud, had just arrived outside the courtyard of Lu Xingshen's house, and he didn't close the gate, and there was a group of villagers inside, and even the village chief's family was there, which was extremely lively.

Li was also among them, still wearing the emerald green floral dress, and the red puff had a sincere smile on her face.

"Brother Xingshen can be admitted to Xiucai! It's so powerful that there is finally a scholar in the village. ”

The village chief was still old, and he looked at Lu Xingshen standing in the center of the crowd with a smile on crutches, and the old man's voice was extremely kind:

"Xingshen, this kid is smart! Lu Clan, you don't have to worry, Xing Shen will be admitted to the big official in the future, and he will definitely take you to the Holy Capital to enjoy happiness! ”

There is such a scholar in the village, which is too precious.

Although Grandma Lu's hair is all white, she is full of energy and her face is very peaceful, and she looked at Lu Xingshen, who had worked so hard to raise her, and said slowly:

"Xingshen, go for the New Year, and when the fruit sells for some money, grandma will definitely buy you a good set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

Now Lu Xingshen uses a pen that others don't want, although the pen is not good, the words written are clear and beautiful, and he must have put a lot of effort.

Lu Xingshen stood in the middle with great humility and politeness, with a smile in his eyebrows, only when he looked at his grandmother, his eyes were extremely gentle, and he remained polite and detached from other compliments.

"Grandma, some of the hairs saved last year should be about the same, and you can make a pen yourself in the spring, and you don't need to spend money."

Now that his family is extremely frugal, he really can't bear to spend too much money to buy pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

finished, noticed Lu Haitang who was carrying a big bag of things and holding an umbrella at the door, and was slightly surprised, and before he could react, Grandma Lu had already welcomed Lu Haitang in.

"This is the Begonia girl, she is really as good-looking as rumored. Come in quickly, it's raining outside, and the girl's house is contaminated with cold and is easy to get sick. ”

"Thank you, Grandma!"

Lu Haitang hurriedly followed Grandma Lu into the hall, put down the umbrella, and saw a group of villagers staring at the pork and rice noodles she was holding in surprise in their hands, and explained:

"I'm not very good at cooking, so I want Grandma Deer to help with these things, so I didn't bother you, right?"

Grandma Lu was also a little surprised, but quickly smiled: "No problem, it's not easy for the girl's family to be alone, we must definitely help if we can!" ”

The village chief came back from the shock, he had the best conditions in the village at home, and he didn't take out so much pork at one time, and the congratulations were over, and it would be too bad to rely on not leaving at this time.

"No, no, we are all welcome for Miss Begonia to live in the village, and there is something to do at home, so let's go first."

"Okay, Dad."

Zhang Dazhuang naturally understood what his father meant, and glanced at Lu Haitang, who had an otherworldly temperament, but believed that her ten fingers did not touch the spring water, and it was normal to ask the Lu family for help, so he hurriedly followed his father's footsteps.

The other villagers were very red-eyed, but they didn't dare to steal the other things, and when they saw that the village chief was gone, they all made excuses to leave.

"Oops! The chickens at home haven't been fed yet, so they left first. ”

"yes, we're going too."

……

A large group of people were left with only Li in the blink of an eye, and seeing such a beautiful woman as Lu Haitang coming to Lu Xingshen's house, she inexplicably became vigilant and didn't want to leave.

"I can also help Grandma Deer deal with it, does Miss Begonia mind?"

Lu Haitang didn't care, put dozens of catties of pork and a big bag of flour on the table in the hall, looked at Li, whose face had been red, and smiled faintly.

"Don't mind, thank you for your help, I can't eat much by myself, I'll share some with my family later."

Her real purpose was to send some meat to Lu Xingshen's family, and she was worried that they would not accept it, so she had to resort to this method.

Li's eyes lit up, I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected harvest, and I also bought a little meat at home, but it was all used to marinate it, and I rarely ate fresh pork, but naturally I couldn't behave too delicious in front of Lu Xingshen.

"No need for Miss Begonia, since you already live in Orchard Village, you should help."

Grandma Lu felt that Haitang was not a bad child at first sight, and when she saw her looking at Lu Xingshen from time to time, she guessed something in her heart, and she didn't pierce her mind, and said with a smile:

"Miss Begonia sit down for a while, what do you want to do with these noodles?"

Lu Haitang thought for a while and said: "Pork can be chopped into filling, and flour can be used to make steamed buns and dumpling wrappers." Grandma, just follow your usual practice, I don't make a fire, I can only eat ready-made ......"

The wood-fired stove was too technical, and it filled the room with the smell of smoke, and her bedroom and kitchen were not blocked by doors, so she didn't know what it would look like.

Grandma Lu was a little distressed that Lu Haitang was far away from home alone, and said very kindly:

"Don't worry, don't look at me old, make steamed buns and buns, these are delicious, bake them for a while first, and I'll make noodles."

"Grandma, I'm going to wash the meat."

Lu Xingshen thought that Lu Haitang lived alone in a thatched house, and there was nothing, so he naturally carried the fresh meat to the water tank outside to wash it.

Li also followed Grandma Lu into the kitchen to help out, leaving Lu Haitang, who knew nothing about cooking, to sit in the hall.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier outside, he hurriedly came to the side of the water tank, holding an umbrella to cover the rain for Lu Xing, and seeing that his body was already wet with raindrops, he said:

"I'm sorry for the trouble."

The raindrops on his body disappeared, and when he heard the pleasant voice of Lu Haitang, Lu Xingshen, who was cleaning the pork, was a little flustered, knowing that she was standing next to her, and he didn't dare to look up at her.

"No trouble."

Lu Haitang looked at Lu Xing's bony hand, looked at the big wound on it, and was really a little unbearable, regretting that he had asked him to help.

"Go inside and boil hot water, your hands ......"

The winter water is bitterly cold, why can't he feel it at all?

Listening to the words that obviously cared about him, Lu Xingshen stopped what he was doing, looked up, and saw a hint of distress in his bright starlight eyes, and his heart was instantly disturbed.

"It's out of the way, it's done quickly, it's cold outside the house, you go back to the fire to warm up."

After thoroughly cleaning the meat with a few scoops of water, he stood up with the meat and looked at Lu Haitang who was standing next to him with an umbrella, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Begonia girl, you can go in."

How could he feel that this woman, who was so different from him, cared about him?

It must be an illusion!