It's another morning, Su Qinghe woke up later than yesterday, he played obediently yesterday, his brain has been in a state of excitement, he refuses to sleep no matter how he coaxes him, and he finally falls asleep, and the little guy doesn't know what dreams he had, so he giggles from time to time.

Tossed Su Qinghe and Bai Zhi miserably, didn't sleep at twelve o'clock, lay on her side obediently, and looked at her with her head propped up.

The sky is bright, the damp mountain wind blows on the skin, and it is described as a cold spring, although it is out of place, but the feeling is the same.

Su Qinghe stretched his waist and did a few more chest expansion exercises before walking to the brightly lit kitchen, and when he saw the old lady cutting pork, Su Qinghe complained: "It seems to be colder today than yesterday." ”

"It's the moon tomorrow, can it not be cold?" The old lady kept moving, glanced at Su Qinghe, and saw that he was only wearing a long-sleeved single shirt, so she nagged, "How old is it, you don't wear more clothes when you know it's cold?" ”

"It's cotton inside!" Su Qinghe turned over the sleeves, collar, and hem of his clothes to the old lady one by one.

The old lady glanced at it, and turned her head in disgust, "Okay, don't turn over, don't nag you, go and light the fire!" ”

Su Qinghe smiled, went to the earthen stove and sat down, the fire in the stove was burning, he stretched out his hand and put it on the stove, and it was warm.

At that time, due to the low foundation of the building and the water infiltrated into the house, when Su Qinghe relied on the relationship to tear down the old house and rebuild the new building, the old lady had no other requirements, only insisted that the kitchen must have an earthen stove.

Yehe City is a big agricultural city, Nanling Town is a remote mountain town, the older generation still retains a lot of traditions, and the building must have an earthen stove is one of them.

How important is the earthen stove to them?

Let's put it this way, to build a building, it is generally to sit in the north and face south, and then find a feng shui old man to calculate the auspicious day of the zodiac and start construction. But to build an earthen stove, not only to count the auspicious day of the zodiac, but also to invite the feng shui old man to come to the house to explore the direction, and be cautious.

According to the older generation, the earthen stove is closely related to the old man, if the direction of the earthen stove is not right, and the family does not match, there will be disaster. Moreover, the five elements of the earthen stove belong to fire, which can prosper people and wealth.

Although Su Qinghe scoffed at this statement, after all, his family had a disaster of family ruin. However, since the old lady insisted on it, he obeyed her wishes, and aside from the metaphysical sayings, there are still many daily functions of the earthen stove, such as boiling rice bowls, cooking large pot porridge, stir-frying large pot dishes, steaming things, etc.

Moreover, he has a lot of happy childhood memories, all of which are related to the earthen stove. I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always thinks that the dishes fried on the wood stove are particularly delicious.

The sky was getting brighter, and when Su Qinghe came back from the vegetable field, there were already fans coming over, holding a bowl and eating lean porridge, not paying attention to one by one, either squatting or standing.

"I said you're too lazy, even if you don't need a table, find a stool to sit on." Su Qinghe complained.

"How can you be so exquisite!" Huang Wenxuan raised his eyebrows, "Seriously, I think you must have some magic here, when you come to this realm, I feel as if there is no pressure left, and those rules and regulations have disappeared!" ”

"Brother Xuan, you feel the same way?" A person next to him accosted, "I thought I was the only one who felt this way!" ”

"And the air is so fresh, it seems to have a refreshing sweetness." Lin Juan said, and took a big breath of air greedily, with an intoxicated expression.

Su Qinghe smiled, "How can it be so exaggerated, it's nothing more than a poor countryside, it's quieter, and you can relax." In this way, you responded to Mr. Wuliu's poem, and after a long time in the cage, you can return to nature. ”

"It's you." Huang Wenxuan pursed his lips and recited Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Pastoral Home: Part I", he is quite capable, thirty-five or sixteen, and he can still memorize it without stumbling, "...... There is no dust in the courtyard, and there is spare time in the empty room. After being in the cage for a long time, you can return to nature. Listen to it yourself, this poem has a relationship with us! ”

Su Qinghe clapped his palms and answered the question: "Brother Xuanniu, how many years have you been after graduation, and you can still recite poems so fluently!" We need to learn from him! ”

"Less yin and yang weirdness there!" Huang Wenxuan shouted angrily, causing everyone to laugh, and you teased him with every word.

Suddenly, Su Qinghe sensed that the system was frantically alarming, and was about to wake up the system to check what was going on, when he saw Huang Shishi's child running out of the backyard in a hurry.

Before she could speak, Su Qinghe's face changed and he strode towards the backyard.

The reason for the system alarm is related to pets, when it cooled down and rained in the middle of the night, the puppy ingot's physical condition was very bad, and the system sent an alarm to Su Qinghe frantically, and it woke up Su Qinghe who was sleeping.

Now the system is crazy again, Huang Shishi hurriedly ran out of the backyard, he didn't need to look at the system to know that there must be something wrong with the state of the two lambs.

To put it mildly, the two lambs had an accident, but now there are children in the backyard!

Before he reached the backyard, Su Qinghe heard the panicked screams of the children, which was mixed with a small milk sound.

"Help~Save me~"

The little milk voice is very flustered and anxious.

Su Qinghe's heart was in a season, and the speed under his feet was faster, and as the distance got closer and closer, he first saw a few children standing in place, trembling.

Then he saw a lamb bowing its head at the children, in an aggressive posture, which was clearly to prevent the children from approaching.

Then, when he went to the backyard, he finally saw another lamb, and at the same time saw the obedient man hanging on the sheep.

Seeing Su Qinghe coming, the little sheep in an attacking posture suddenly obediently came over, Su Qinghe pushed away the sheep brain that came over, stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and hugged the obedient down.

Seeing Su Qinghe, the obedient who was already scared to tears finally couldn't help it, and hugged Su Qinghe's neck and cried.

"Baa baa scared obediently, don't cry, dad help you out!" Su Qinghe coaxed obediently, his hands were not polite at all, and he was a big bulge with a sheep's face.

Goats are like two people, the skin is very good, and the skin is rough and the meat is thick, usually there is no less trouble, Su Qinghe also beat them, but remember to eat or not, the left side of the face is forced to pocket, and the right face will come over, I have to say that it is a bit cheap.

But this time was different, because of the existence of the system, they could feel that Su Qinghe was very angry now, so after being forced into a pocket, his front legs were bent and kneeling, bleating in fear.

Listening to the obedient cry, Su Qinghe was afraid for a while, he never expected that the two sheep who had been systematically compiled could still do such a thing, obediently hanging on one lamb, and the other tried to attack other children, or prevent the children from coming forward to save the obedient.

The three-month-old lamb is no longer short for the obedient, and the consequences of falling down at that height are not much better.

Thinking of this, Su Qinghe felt that one forced pocket was not enough to relieve his anger, and rewarded another big forced pocket.

Hemp, dare you call it, right?