Miss Huang was grinding in the Song family, and she had nothing to say, and Lily only felt strange: since she wanted to marry Xiao Xiucai, why not go to the Liu family to exert her strength?

If you want to say that because you are Song Xiuxiu's mother's family, you want to come to find out the news, which is understandable, but you don't have to run to your house all day long?

It's not that Lily is stupid, it's really normal people who can't think of such a thing: which unmarried lady from a scholar's family is not satisfied with a person, and wants to hook another person too?

Not to mention the scholars, even the rural village girls in Qingliu Town who don't know a single big character can't do such things.

On another level, Xiao Xiucai is already restless, and he is not in harmony with Song Xiuxiu's husband and wife, and it is understandable that Miss Huang and Xiao Xiucai are good. Song Haonian and Lily are so affectionate that they are so fond of honey that they can mix oil, where can others get involved?

Therefore, even if she asked Lily to guess in the bizarre, she couldn't imagine that Miss Huang was not satisfied with hooking Xiao Xiucai, and she planned to attack her husband.

If Lily knew Miss Huang's idea, she would have let the black tiger out immediately, and she would never come to the door again, but she didn't know, and she would have to perfunctory Miss Huang and gossip with her.

When Miss Huang heard Lily talk about this year's harvest, she felt unbearable, and if it weren't for the fact that she still wanted to see Song Haonian, she would almost immediately want to get up and leave.

It's easy to wait until Song Haonian comes back, and he said in one sentence: "Why is Miss Huang still there?" It's late, daughter-in-law, send Miss Huang back." ”

Lily looked at the sky outside, and nodded hurriedly: "As soon as I spoke, I forgot the hour, and it was already here, Miss Huang could not blame me for being verbose." ”

Miss Huang got up and smiled, "It's okay." He walked out with a fragrant breeze, thinking that Song Haonian should come to see him off, taking advantage of the evening, should he pretend to fall and fall on him?

Unexpectedly, Song Haonian sat there with a golden knife, and Lily took the black tiger to send her home, Miss Huang bit her lip, secretly hated Song Haonian for not understanding the amorous feelings, and reluctantly went.

Lily sent Miss Huang to the door of the house, watched her go in, and then walked back with the black tiger, and saw Song Haonian standing on the road looking at her and smiling in two steps.

She couldn't help but quicken her pace and walked up to him, and asked with a smile, "Why did you come out again?"

Song Haonian said: "I don't worry about you. ”

He didn't want to deal with Miss Huang, he avoided it if he could, but he didn't worry about his daughter-in-law walking in the twilight, so he was not far behind, and he caught up with Miss Huang as soon as he entered the door, so as not to make his daughter-in-law afraid of walking alone at night.

Lily Wan'er: It's only a few steps away, and she's carrying a black tiger, what's going to happen? This person, it's so good to treat her.

The two returned home hand in hand, and Song Haonian found that Lily looked a little strange, her eyes were shining, and although she didn't say anything, she stuck to him. He wanted to let go and stuff some firewood and grass into the kang hole, but his daughter-in-law clinged to him as if she had no bones, and she was going to go with a smile.

Song Haonian's heart moved, and he picked up Lily's face and pecked: "Don't be anxious, wait for me here." Lily reluctantly let go, and if there was sticky honey before the two of them, it was inextricably linked. Song Haonian almost told her that she couldn't walk, so it was easy to burn the kang, so as not to feel cold when the kang was extinguished in the middle of the night, and walked back to the house quickly, and saw that Lily had put down her hair and was sitting at the table for a while

I didn't get my hair through at once.

The comb and grate were specially brought back by him from the provincial capital, and the flower pattern was painted, and Song Haonian only felt that a fire was burning in his chest, and his limbs were hot and thirsty.

He suppressed his restlessness, walked over to help Lily comb his hair, Lily leaned back on him, felt the change in his body, couldn't help laughing softly, touched his wrist along the hair, pulled it to the front and kissed it, and asked with a smile: "What are you waiting for?"

Song Haonian was short of breath, picked up the lily, and said in a dumb voice: "Wait until you are ready." ”

......

The two have been married for several years, and the husband and wife have already done things skillfully, not only do they get tired of it, but they are getting better and better. Even Lily was surprised: "This matter, can it be better?"

She thought that the two of them had been extremely good before, but she didn't expect that between the harmonious husband and wife, it would only get better and better.

Song Haonian rubbed the tip of his nose against her and whispered, "I just think you're getting better and better." "What a young lady who reads, a big girl like a flower, none of them is as reassuring as his daughter-in-law, and he won't change it for a mountain of gold.

The next day, Lily felt a little sore back, and asked Song Haonian to rub her waist early in the morning. Rubbing and rubbing, this person saw a thin waist, slippery skin, and gradually bulging curves into the fabric, the more he kneaded, the more wrong it became, and in the end, it was going to be again.

So Lily didn't get up.

The weather outside was not good, the snow foamed in small pieces, and the lily half sat on the warm kang, with her back against the quilt embroidered insole.

Song Haonian was grinding corn kernels in the kitchen with a small stone mill, and heard someone push open the door and come in, and looked at him: "Miss Huang?"

When Miss Huang saw Song Haonian, she was shy and happy, and said crisply: "Brother Song, Mrs. Song is not at home?"

Song Haonian didn't want to be Miss Huang's eldest brother at all, so he said in a sullen voice: "My daughter-in-law is not feeling well, she is lying in the house, and it is inconvenient to receive Miss Huang." ”

Miss Huang approached him with a blushing heart beating, as if she didn't hear him say that it was inconvenient, but smiled and said, "Then Brother Song won't accept me?"

Song Haonian said with a calm face: "My daughter-in-law is inconvenient, Miss Huang should please go back, so as not to have a bad reputation for you." As he spoke, he turned around and continued to grind the corn.

Miss Huang was so angry that she rushed up and asked, "I can't get into your eyes like this?"

Song Haonian glanced at Miss Huang strangely, and said: "I have my own daughter-in-law, just look at her, Miss Huang is still an unmarried girl, don't want to talk about this kind of thing." ”

As he spoke, he shouted to the black tiger and told the black tiger to take Miss Huang out.

Lily heard them talking in the house, but she didn't hear them sincerely, and came out in her cloak and said, "What is the matter with her?"

Song Haonian said: "It's nothing, I think she is idle." It's windy outside, you go back quickly, and I'll call you when the grits are polished. ”

The sun-dried corn kernels are crushed into pieces, and the floating skin that affects the taste is sifted with a bamboo sieve, and the porridge is cooked and drunk with the fragrance of corn.

Song Haonian put the milled corn grits into two white cloth pockets, the pockets were not big, one at most one contained one or twenty catties of grain, and went into the house and said to Lily: "Daughter-in-law, you cook the grits, and I will send this bag to Xiuxiu." ”

Lily nodded and smiled: "You go, but come back soon." ”

Seeing the snow foaming outside, I chased him out and put a cloak on him, and then went back to cook.

Corn grits are really easy to cook, a pot of water boils, put the grits that have just been crushed into it, stir it from time to time like cooking porridge, and then remove it from the fire when it is cooked, so that it can use its own heat to shrink and thicken for a while.

There are a few white radishes piled up in the corner of the kitchen, there is no bran in my heart, it is watery and crisp, rub it into shreds and kill it with salt, and decant the juice.

Put a lump of pork in the wok to refine, when it is hot, put two spoons of dried chili noodles, chopped green onions and diced green peppers, and then fry the shredded radish while it is hot, and then put salt and pepper noodles off the fire.

The shredded radish fried in this way does not have the unique smell of radish, the taste is old, and the aftertaste is extraordinarily long, whether it is accompanied by rice or mixed noodles.

When the steamed buns were sliced and fried with eggs until they were golden and burnt, Song Haonian also came back with a cold air, and Lily hurriedly beckoned him to eat.

Eat fried steamed bread on shredded radish, steamed bread crispy and fragrant, shredded radish spicy with a hint of sweetness, feel dry to drink corn grits, warm grits porridge all the way down into the stomach, the whole person is comfortable.

Song Haonian said while eating: "The shredded radish eats spicy mouth, and the spicy taste of the chili pepper is separated by such a stir-fry." ”

Lily added food to him, and asked casually: "How is Xiuxiu in the past two days?" Song Haonian sighed: "It's not like that? Thanks to a charcoal road in the house, it is still warm, I told her that you can't always hold it in the house, so as not to be in the charcoal gas, even if it is round, it has to go through the wind to grow fast." Only Xiuxiu's own clothes are not enough to wear, and some cotton clothes are changed into small quilts

The son is wrapped in a circle, where can I get out?"

Lily's face moved, as if she was about to say something and stopped, Song Haonian smiled: "What else can't we two say?"

Lily then said: "I have clothes, but I'm afraid Xiuxiu won't be able to wear them." ”

The two of them have a big difference in figure, Song Xiuxiu's lily clothes can't be put into it anyway, Song Haonian didn't think about it, and said with a smile: "I don't need your clothes, I'll ask my mother and sister-in-law when I go back, they have old clothes to send Xiuxiu two pieces over." ”

The next day, Song Haonian really went to the old Song's house and asked Niu and Dong for clothes, but Niu collapsed on the bed, and Dong, a stingy ghost, picked out two pieces from Niu's tattered clothes and asked Song Haonian to take them to Song Xiuxiu to wear.

Song Haonian saw that the clothes had been nesting for an unknown amount of time, and there were lice crawling on it, so he couldn't help but itch his back.

When he was a child, he had boils on his head and lice all over his body, and the lice crawled inside and outside his torn cotton wool clothes, which was so limited that he was better than the beggars who played with lice on the street, and people hated dogs.

When he was a teenager, he opened his mind, went to bathe in the Baishui River every day, and washed it for several months before he finished killing the lice.

Dong wanted to send Song Haonian away with dirty clothes that he didn't know where to pull out, but Song Haonian didn't answer: his daughter-in-law was so clean, he wanted to provoke lice back, and she would definitely dislike it.

Song Haonian said: "If you don't have clothes, forget it, I'll ask somewhere else." ”

Dong's nose is not a nose and eyes are not eyes: "It's good to have it, you are still picky, what kind of noble person is you!"

Song Haonian ignored her, and in the end, Lily asked for two old clothes from Song Ermei, Song Ermei and Song Xiuxiu are about the same size, but they can wear them.

Although Song Haonian didn't tell Song Xiuxiu about this, the town is so big, and he can't hide anything from people's eyes, but someone looked out of the door and talked to Song Xiuxiu about it. Song Xiuxiu knew that her sister-in-law was not a good person, so she sneered at the time: "She can pick it, I think she can bring those things into the coffin!"