Because An Ruoxi's fried vegetables couldn't be eaten, the man took the dishes sent by Wei and quickly made a broth, a fried cucumber and fried beans.

An Ruoxi was a little desperate when she found that even the rice was a little sandwiched.

Watch the man fry the raw rice, and then the two of them finish eating.

During the lunch break, the man comforted his little wife, who blamed herself.

After seeing his kitten asleep, he opened his eyes and quietly got up and came to the hall.

Ying Jiu was there, and when he saw his master, he quickly took out a small porcelain vase.

Although his face was serious, he couldn't hold back the smile in his eyes.

After all, the master ate his wife's food and was actually poisoned...... He was really curious, what kind of stir-fried dishes did Madame use?

The man took the small porcelain bottle with an expressionless face and drank the contents, and then he felt that his stomach was much better.

Fortunately, she didn't let the kitten eat it, otherwise with her body, where would she be able to stand it.

The man asked Shadow Nine to take the pulse, and when he learned that it was okay, he let him go down and was about to go to rest.

Shadow One appeared.

"What?"

Shadow One: "Master, I want you to go back over there." ”

The man frowned when he heard this, and said, "Don't bother with it." ”

"Yes." Eichi hesitated and said, "Master, everyone in the village is talking about you and Mrs. ”

"Let them be. No news from that Ding? ”

"We searched all over the house, but it didn't. Yue Shao has been following An Fuxiang, but he didn't see any changes in him. Thinking of Yueshao's women's clothes, Eichi's shoulders trembled slightly.

Every time I saw Yue Shao take out a steamed bun from his arms and nibble on it, he felt extremely spicy.

Thinking of the stupid brother, the man sighed and said slightly helplessly: "Go down." ”

The man returned to the room and lay down on the bed.

In the village, after Wei went back, he kept talking about An Ruoxi's loser.

said that she didn't know thrift at all, she had a lot of fish and meat every day, and she fell into the ditch if she couldn't finish it.

Those fish and meat, they are all poured bowl by bowl.

Even the side dishes were soaked in oil, which was a real loser.

After a while, the whole village knew that the big girl of the An family was a loser, and the dumb person took advantage of the big girl's momentum, and she became angry.

They all envy the dumb man and marry a beautiful wife, and live a fairy life every day.

An Ruoxi naturally didn't know this, and the couple slept beautifully, and they didn't have to go to the fields in the afternoon.

The grain has been harvested, and in the afternoon it is enough to take the grain out of the top.

An Ruoxi looked at the man holding a farm tool, he didn't know it, and it was the first time he even saw it.

It was a long wooden stick, and on top of it was a board of 60 centimeters wide and 80 or 90 centimeters long, and the bamboo board was still movable.

I saw the husband holding the farm tool and fighting on the grass.

An Ruoxi propped her chin, sat under the eaves, and asked curiously, "Husband, what is this called?" ”

The man said: "Flails, the people here are called Daliangai." ”

An Ruoxi watched her husband wave the handle up and down, let the bamboo board rotate around the axis, knock on the grass and millet on it, and asked again: "Can this knock the millet down?" ”

"Hmm."

"It seems to be fun."

The man stopped what he was doing, looked at her with an interested look, and said weakly, "Do you want to play?" ”

An Ruoxi's eyes lit up: "Can I?" ”

The man smiled: "Is it okay." ”