Lin Lailai glanced at him, and then thought of the silver hairpin that flew up and down between the second uncle and the third mother: "It's not an injury, it's just a ......."

"Oh, no, I'm bleeding!" Yang Yuan suddenly covered his forehead, "And the time has come again, I'...... I'm going to sleep! ”

Bang Dang!

He actually bit half a piece of steamed bun, and suddenly he slid down to the ground, and as if he had snatched it, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Lin Lailai startled him, and he sat in the chair for a long time without reacting.

The red candles all jumped out of the two candles, and she slowly got up from the chair, walked to Yang Yuan's side, and touched the veins on his neck slightly.

I danced very happily, and my breath was as smooth as usual, and I really fell asleep again!

And pour.

Lin Lailai squatted beside Yang Yuan stupidly, staring at him who was sleeping for a long time before dragging a piece of joy from the kang and covering his body. Then he patted him on the head considerately, and said in a whisper, "Good night, official." ”

Except for the occasional distant dog cry in the small village in the mountains, it fell silent as if it had fallen into a complete sleep. The whole village was dark and gloomy, and there was not a ray of light.

Lin Lailai carried two big white steamed buns in his arms, walked straight to the mill in the backyard of the second uncle's house, and looked up at the roof of the small firewood shed in the backyard.

The night breeze blew coldly, stroking the corners of his moon-white clothes, and the bright red cloth on her head.

Lin Lailai finally raised his palm, opened the towel in his palm, revealing the two snow-white big white steamed buns, and came to him: "Give." ”

He stood next to him, glancing at the steamed bun in her palm, his starry eyes flashing slightly, and his eyebrows frowning slightly. The wind caressed the corners of his moon-white clothes, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The arms she raised were all sore, and he didn't take them, and Lin Lailai was a little unhappy, so he put his palm away: "You don't want to forget it, the big flowers in the back circle are still hungry." ”

His eyebrows furrowed even deeper, and he asked softly and in a low voice for a long time, "Are you so married?" ”

Lin Lailai raised his eyebrows and glanced at the people around him.

He is as cold as ever, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a thin nose and thin lips. On the face without any expression, I can't see a wisp of color in his heart, only the thin lips that I like to purse slightly on weekdays, there is a little more cold taste. The moon-white clothes set off his cold and decisive temperament, and the smell of the world and the dust bloomed like ice on his body.

Lin Lailai withdrew the palm he had raised, and wrapped the two big white steamed buns in a towel again.

"That man was snatched back by the second uncle and the second aunt with great effort, if I don't have their heart, they will be sad. They treat me as if I were my own child, and I have worked hard all my life, and this is a trivial matter, so it is better to obey them. ”

Her words made him can't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and his sword eyebrows flew slanted, almost wanting to enter his sideburns.

"So it's a small matter." He spoke in a low and muffled voice, and his voice was dull.

"It's still that

Is it a big deal? She turned to look at him, a little fire in her eyes. Senior brother, you have been protecting me for a few years, and you have been seeing that I am safe and sound, if you are not too idle, it is better to go. ”

When she said this, his face turned black in an instant.

The cold face is as black as the Bao Gong of Kaifeng Mansion, but the starry eyes are as sharp as the stars in the winter night.

I didn't answer for a long time.

He just stood there, making the night wind blow coldly.

Lin Lailai glared at him, looking at the huge waves in his belly but always silent, and even his face was as cold as ice, without saying a word, he felt that the wind in the middle of the night was really cold.

"Okay, if my brother doesn't have anything to say, I'll go back. Wait for the second uncle and pour the night incense, and scold me again. Lin Lailai took the towel and turned around to leave.

But his form moved.

Straight in front of her.

"Senior brother, still have something to say?" Lin Lailai looked at him.

A handsome face in the cold. Not a word.

"Senior brother, trouble order." Lin Lailai asked again.

Lin Lailai was really about to be speechless, and he spread his palms helplessly: "Senior brother, you should still order it to be opened." Okay, I'll tell you, the man in the house was snatched by the second uncle and the second aunt, just to block the emperor's draft list, and once the emperor's order passes, the second uncle and the second aunt will naturally let him go. He is a sick and weak Guerlain man with fine clothes and food, do you think he will still stay in this small mountain village? This marriage is nothing more than a drama on the spot, if even you are serious, brother, then I really don't have to act anymore. ”

Yikes...... Scold?!

Lin Lailai nearly tripped and fell.

opened the towel wrapped in the steamed buns again, and the two big white steamed buns that were almost cold were revealed again: "You still haven't eaten after talking for a long time, and I still think you went to Zeng's house on Front Street to eat a flowing water banquet." ”

Mo Yi looked at the snow-white steamed bun in her palm, and frowned slightly: "Have you ever seen a hero who will go to a wedding banquet." ”

Lin Lailai "fluttered" at this sentence, "Then it's true, you heroic aunts, even dressing only need demeanor and not temperature, let alone eating?" I look at the palm-copying lectures in the market, you won't eat a meal for 10 days and half a month. ”

Mo Yi pursed his lips, and held back a sentence for a while: "So do you think the hero did it by people?" ”

Lin Lailai almost literally laughed.

"Eat quickly, brother. Wait a minute, it's going to be cold inside. ”

"Wait a minute." Mo Yi stopped her outstretched palm.

Dig into your arms.

Lin Lailai looked over and thought he was going to pull something out. I only saw his handsome and fluttering white sleeves taken out of his arms, a greasy shredded paper bag. The paper pack is opened, and a layer of oiled paper is laid. Another layer opens, a layer of yellow papyrus. Another layer opened, a page of Xuanbai paper, and another layer of ......

Lin Lailai frowned: "Senior brother, how many layers have you wrapped?" ”

“

Seven floors. Mo Yi replied calmly, "The bag is less oily and the clothes are missing." ”

Lin Lailai is embarrassed.

In fact, it's hard to complain, the hero's white clothes and white shirts are actually very easy to get dirty, like them, who have no home and no place to change and wash, and it's quite troublesome to get dirty. It's just that it's a lot of packs, what the hell?

Lin Lailai looked at Mo Yixin's long palm fingers and slowly opened the paper bag, layer upon layer. It took seven floors to dismantle it, and only in the innermost layer did a room that was small and thin, red and white—

Pickle gnocchi.

Lin Lailai absolutely poured.

"Senior brother eats this?"

"The white steamed buns are even more tasteless." Mo Yi replied calmly, the expression on his face was still cold, handsome, cool, and handsome, as if what he was holding in the palm of his hand was not a pickle lump at all, but a piece of high-quality knife donkey meat, or a piece of Jinhua ham that had just been marinated in the pot.

Of course, except for Mo Yi, who was caught by the master since he was a child.

Lin Lailai looked at Mo Yi taking the big white steamed bun, holding two pieces of pickle gnocchi and eating it with relish, and his heart couldn't help but sour slightly: "Senior brother, when there is no one at home another day, I will make a good meal again, you can eat." ”

"Yes." Mo Yi agreed.

Lin Lailai looked at the sun: "Then I'll go back, senior brother, you should rest early." The grass at the head of the village is cold, and I still brought you the little one I sewed last time, and I also took my stomach or something. ”

"Okay." Mo Yi answered again.

Lin Lailai then turned around and walked towards his room.

There was a soft sound behind him.

Looking back, the heroic brother of the steamed bun and pickles had already gone with the wind.

Lin Lailai thought about the half of the pickle lumps, and his heart was quite unpleasant. With a slight sigh, he pushed open the door of his hut.

The man with red lips and white teeth under the kang head is still sleeping with his eyes closed.

Lin Lailai leaned down and looked at him again.

Even when she sleeps, she is still delicate and handsome, with charming long eyelashes.

Lin Lailai sighed slightly, and helped him tuck the horn lightly.

It's late at night in this village, and it's still quite cool to sleep underground. I don't know ...... him

Lin Lailai's palm suddenly paused slightly.

Touching the horn, it seems to be a little different from the appearance of just her paving.

She raised her eyes and looked at Yang Yuan.

He was still asleep, just like when he caught the second uncle and the second aunt. Doesn't he have a grudge that he won't wake up once he falls asleep?

Lin Lailai was wondering, as soon as there was a knock on the door next door, the second uncle got up in the middle of the night and poured the night incense.

Looking at the red candles jumping in this house, and the figures were still flickering, the second uncle couldn't help but say with concern: "Lailai, haven't you slept yet?" Your petty officials are weak, don't work too hard, come to the head of the house, come to the head of the house! ”

Embarrassment.

The second uncle won't think that she is really with this man......

Lin Lailai looked at the fragrant man sleeping underground, raised his head and replied, "Let's sleep, second uncle."

。 ”

"That's fine, that's fine. You young people are greedy for pleasure, but you are the envy of us old fellows. Thinking about the past, the old man was also a good one, and the wedding night was also a daylight...... "The second uncle held the night stove and thought about the past years to the moon.

Lin Lailai's face was full of black lines, and all the lines were about to fall.

Suddenly, the man lying on the ground seemed to hook the corner of his mouth.

Is she a flower?

"Hurry up and go to sleep, tomorrow morning, I will return the tenant to water the vegetables, the nearest vegetable market is good, this fat water chase more, the vegetables are fresh and tender, we can sell at a good price!" The second uncle admonished again.

"Well, I know the second uncle. Tomorrow morning, I will go to the tenant to top dress. Lin Lailai agreed, looked at the man lying on the ground again, stretched out his palm and lifted the joy on the kang, and followed the middle coat to get in alone.

Sleep, the daylight is bright.

The author has something to say: double more!

I know that these relatives who are so loving will not bear to bully me after looking at them.

No, just the tone is wrong, and I will do it again: "Ah-"

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Yang Yuan touched his jaw and came again: "Ahhh

It's over, it's over, it's over, and there's no word.

Lin Lailai walked majestically from the tenant ridge with a burden, and only then did she listen to the last "ah" expressed by her own officials, she helped the bamboo burden on her shoulder and head and asked: "Official, the time to urge the chicken to dance has passed." ”

If it weren't for his face like a peach blossom, with bright black hair and bright eyes, I really thought that the poor and sour Gongsheng was in this crooked poem.

Lin Lailai stood there and listened to the "poems" of his petty officials, and couldn't help but crook his burden, and took off the white towel from the flat shoulder to wipe his sweat.

Fortunately, there was no one in the ground on this spring morning.

Yang Yuan looked at Lin Lailai's expression of wiping his face and sweat, and couldn't help shouting: "Lady, what kind of expression do you have?" Could it be that the husband's poems are not good? ”

Do you also shout poetry? Throwing it in the ground is just a "shi".

Lin Lailai is entangled, but he can't speak. She supported the burden: "Don't make trouble, officials, all the fertilizer and water will be poured into the ground today." If you don't do it earlier, you will be poisoned at noon, and you will suffer. ”

Yang Yuan listened to Lin Lailai's words, and then put away his "wet" nature. Some of them came up with joy, raised their palms and said, "The husband is here to help the lady." The lady walked some ways, and they were all sweating, so leave this pick to me. ”

Lin Lailai's sweaty palm stopped, "You want to carry the burden?" ”

Lin Lailai blinked, "Forget it, I'll pick it myself, official, you can rest in the shade of the tree next to you." ”

Yang Yuan was anxious all of a sudden, "How can it be done?" We got married yesterday, and you are already my wife, how can there be a lady who carries water and is a tenant, and the official is standing by and watching? When the villagers came to work in the tenants, they saw me beside me

Playing around, you work hard, you should make fun of me. No, give me the burden! ”

He snatched the flat shoulder from her shoulder and head with the palm of his hand.

Lin Lailai was stunned for a moment.

She didn't expect him to help her carry water, and she didn't care about yesterday's wedding. It's nothing more than a play to block the mayor of the town, and he will leave this one day, can't it be taken seriously? Why is he more adaptable than her, and he really came to carry water with her and live a farm life?

Yang Yuan took the pick stiffly, and before he could rest on his shoulder and head, the bones of his body shook suddenly. Bai Xi's palm immediately pressed the flat arm anxiously, and the white and tender palm instantly turned red. The burden swayed, and it almost fell crookedly.

"Eh, be careful!" Lin Lailai followed behind him and shouted worriedly.

Yang Yuan hurriedly pressed the burden, gritted his teeth to stabilize his body, and then moved a step: "Mother...... Wife...... Peace! Such a small thing is for the husband...... Of course...... Come. But then again...... The strength of the lady...... That's huge! ”

The picker shook three steps on his shoulder, and shook in a few steps, his thin body bones staggered, and the hearts of those who really saw it were shocked.

But the big man was outside, and it was not easy to refute his face.

Lin Lailai watched him move a few steps, but he could be considered stable, and then walked forward: "Okay, let you pick it, and I'll water it." ”

Yang Yuan knew that she had already admitted his efforts, and she was a little happy: "Okay, okay, I'll take care of it, and the lady will fertilize." From then on, we were both husband and wife, and you watered the garden and I picked ......."

Before Yang Yuan could sing the word "water", Lin Lailai suddenly lifted the lid on the barrel of the burden.

The emotional little lady didn't pick up water, nor did she add fertilizer with water, but it was actually manure water straight from the latrine! I don't know how many days I soaked in the manure tank, the smell, the color, as soon as the wooden lid was opened, there were still a few green-headed flies buzzing out of it, and Yang Yuanguan suddenly felt like a thunderbolt, and almost fell to the ground on all fours.

(End of chapter)