When Cao Zhijin woke up again, the cicada chirping faded, and a bright orange-yellow light shone in front of the window, and it was quiet outside.

She turned around inside and out, but didn't see Chen Fansheng.

The bitter taste of the decoction poured under the window lasted for a long time, and after being roasted by the sun, it even gave birth to a stronger pungent smell with warmth.

Cao Zhijin took away this piece of soil, took new soil and covered it, and the taste was much better.

After a busy period of work, when she didn't see Chen Fansheng come back, she was sweating.

She put the shovel back in place, stood in the courtyard with her eyes closed and began to count, and when she opened her eyes when she counted to the hundredth number, she still didn't see Chen Fansheng.

She decided not to wait for him and boiled some hot water for a bath.

There is a well right outside the yard, which is very convenient.

Cao Zhijin hit a bucket full of water, but it was very difficult to pull it up with a rope.

But she picked the smallest bucket in their family.

It turns out that she has so little strength!

In desperation, she had to transport half a bucket and half a bucket to the kitchen.

Scoop the water into the pot and shake it left and right around the edge of the pot until it calms down after a while.

Cao Zhijin covered the wooden lid and squatted in front of the stove, looking at the pile of arm-thick firewood next to him—these did not look very good.

……

When Chen Fansheng was still three or two families away from home, he saw the billowing black smoke rising from the roof of his house, and he was so frightened that he dropped the hoe on his shoulder and ran home.

The kitchen was surrounded by smoke and had been blurred. He could only shout into the kitchen: "Brocade, Brocade, are you okay?"

Cao Zhijin coughed violently a few times, rushed out of the smoke, saw him, subconsciously lowered his head like a child in trouble, but raised his head and pretended to be calm and sneered: "Firewood is not good to light, I didn't expect to have a room of smoke......"

"Are you alright?" Chen Fansheng pulled her out of the yard, looked her up and down, and saw that she was not injured, so he was relieved.

I don't know why, seeing that he was only nervous about her at the moment, she was a little happy in her heart.

When the three or five villagers who had been attracted by the smoke saw that the two of them were all right, they gathered together.

Cao Zhijin was embarrassed by others, and just wanted to take a step behind Chen Fansheng, but he didn't expect an eldest lady to come over and reprimand Chen Fansheng: "I said Fansheng, if you don't know how to cook, don't go into the kitchen, the smoke on your roof is going to scare us to death!"

Cao Zhijin looked dazed, and just wanted to explain that he didn't put the cigarette, but saw that the eldest lady was sad and dissipated, looked at her with a smile, and said happily: "The eldest lady knows that you feel sorry for your mother!" The brocade people are good at craftsmanship and good, even if they are aunts, I like them very much! ”

"But as the saying goes, the male protagonist is outside, the female protagonist is inside, mortal life, you can rest assured that you will leave the kitchen to your lady, she is tired! You are more considerate to her as a father-in-law, which is a hundred times better than letting her be idle! ”

Cao Zhijin secretly looked at Chen Fansheng and didn't dare to speak.

Although such an act may be despicable, if the familiar tapestry suddenly becomes useless, the situation will be much worse than it is now!

But she didn't know if she didn't see it, and she was a little surprised when she saw it.

Chen Fansheng actually had mud on his face, a thin layer seemed to be rubbed on his face, the weather was hot, and it had already dried up and cracked, revealing the deep and shallow skin color at the bottom.

Not only on the face, but also on the clothes!

The smoke was so thick that he didn't look closely, and it was as if he had come back from a round in the field.

For her focused gaze, Chen Fansheng responded.

When his cold gaze slid over her face, Cao Zhijin was entangled for a moment, did she want to explain it to the eldest lady?

Who knew that he looked at her and nodded in response: "Auntie is right, I am really not good at housework, and I will have to bother the lady for this kind of thing in the future!"

Cao Zhijin looked at him gratefully and nodded vigorously.

"That's right!" The eldest lady smiled and said, "Who in the village doesn't boast about the pair of skillful hands of brocade?" Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are all good, even if they are a young lady from the county master's family, they are not bad! ”

"Is that an exaggeration?" Cao Zhijin smiled stiffly, wanting to cry without tears.

"Not an exaggeration at all!" The eldest mother reminded Chen Fansheng, "Fansheng, the eldest mother said something unpleasant, it is the truth, don't mind, if you mind, I won't say it." ”

Chen Fansheng replied: "Auntie, don't say it."

The eldest lady opened her mouth and was about to say, but she didn't expect to be choked by his words, and glared at her: "Fansheng, the eldest lady doesn't mean anything else, just to remind you." Brocade is our village flower, no one in the village is boastful, you were married by a foreign surname, for the sake of the village chief's face, we can't be unconvinced if we have a son in the family. ”

"But the tapestry we watched grow up, is it wrong for us to want her to have a good life?"

"Tell me that you've been married for two years, and you still don't know anything about the work in the field, and you've made yourself look like this...... This lady doesn't know what to say about you, you can think about it yourself! ”

"Hmm." Chen Fansheng nodded, and took Cao Zhijin to the backyard.

Cao Zhijin saw that there was a small half bucket of water in the backyard, so he took out a handkerchief from his arms, wet it in the water, wrung it out, and went to Chen Fansheng to wipe his face for him.

Chen Fansheng ducked to the side, grabbed her hand and asked her, "What kind of water do you use to wipe my face?"

She gestured to the side.

Chen Fansheng gently knocked on the door of her head and said, "This is the water for watering flowers."

Cao Zhijin touched his head and secretly looked at him through the empty space of his sleeves.

Obviously a person who loves cleanliness so much, how could he make himself look like this?

"Brocade, do me a favor!" He said suddenly.

Cao Zhijin didn't have time to retract his gaze, and his gaze briefly intersected, and his aura was lost.

"Well, what?" She asked, pretending to be calm.

"Go and see if Aunt Cao is gone?"

Cao Zhijin nodded and ran to the front yard, but there was no one outside.

She happily ran back to call him, seeing that he was not very happy, and thought of the big black pot that Aunt Cao had buckled on his back just now, and pulled him guiltily: "I'm sorry, if I just admitted that the person who made the kitchen like this is me and not you, Aunt Cao shouldn't have said such ugly things to you!"

"It's none of your business." He said coldly.

Cao Zhijin let go of him, and felt even more guilty in his heart. Maybe he's angry!

Unexpectedly, Chen Fansheng saw that she didn't follow and walked back, and when he saw her cranky appearance, he understood everything.

"I mean, it's a matter of time before she disciplines me, not because of you."

"What's more, in that case just now, if you admit it, wouldn't everyone know about your amnesia?"

"You!"

Cao Zhijin took a step back sharply and looked at him with wide eyes defensively, "Do you know that I have amnesia?" ”

"Without my cooperation, you won't be able to hide it for long." Chen Fansheng replied to the question.

Cao Zhijin muttered in a low voice: "I wasn't going to hide it, it's you who have been suspecting me of impersonation, I see you ......"

It's fierce......

"Ahem, just, I don't want to cause any more trouble."

"Silly!" Chen Fansheng gently patted her head with the back of his hand and said with a smile, "Whether you have amnesia or not, you are a brocade, as long as you are a brocade, I will be good to you!" ”

"But......" There was a hint of worry in his eyes, and he told her, "Let's keep the matter of your amnesia a secret from the second elder for the time being, they are too old to withstand the blow." ”

Cao Zhijin nodded, especially her father-in-law, who didn't look easy to mess with, looked like he was going to beat someone anytime and anywhere, if he knew that she had amnesia, according to the way he cared about her, he might not be able to turn the world upside down!