"Miss, look at him......"

"Alright, let's clean up this place quickly, or we'll have to camp again at night."

Li Qingrong found a broom and tried to sweep a clean path for people to walk.

She swept to the door and pushed open the courtyard door, and suddenly felt a sense of clarity.

At dusk, the sun sets in the west, and the sunset fills the sky, brilliant and picturesque.

The cold and unruly face was not so thick, and he watched the two of them busy with their feet not touching the ground, and picked up a broken shovel to shovel up the snow in front of the house.

After working until the evening, Chun Niang wiped the kitchen inside and out.

This is the place for cooking, and of course it has to be cleaned up carefully.

The original owner seemed to be in a hurry, opened the cabinet, and left them with pots and pans in the kitchen.

Chun Niang showed the young lady like a treasure, and it was the first time she had seen such a big vat.

It was half as tall as hers, wide and deep.

When opened, there is also a layer of brown unidentified objects inside.

Li Qingrong sniffed, frowning slightly.

"It's supposed to be pickles or something."

However, the smell is not very good, it should be too long to spoil.

Before she could remind her, Chun Niang had already covered her nose and jumped back several times.

"This stinks, we can't leave it like this anymore," she clutched her mouth and nose tightly, for fear that the slightest smell of pickles would creep into her nose again.

"Master, master, come and help!"

Leng Unruly was pretending to be "concentrated", and heard Chun Niang shouting that he hurriedly threw away the shovel in his hand.

Xu was the reason why he had finally worked for a while, his face was still red, and he looked no different from a cute old naughty boy.

"What's the matter, girl, what's the trouble here?"

After jumping to the kitchen door, he came in again.

Squinting at the eyes, it is indispensable.

Li Qingrong knew that she was going to make a bad move, and walked out of the kitchen with a sigh.

She is a master with a good heart, but she is a little brainless at times.

Sure enough, the coldness is particularly unusual for this tank.

He blinked and asked, "What's inside?" ”

"You'll find out if you look at it."

"There is a deception," he turned again.

Chun Niang suddenly became anxious and stepped forward to pull his sleeve.

"Meat! Meat! Meat for the night! ”

"I don't believe it."

"I'll give you a look!"

Chun Niang unceremoniously dug a spoonful and called out to Leng Unruly's face, Leng Unruly was secretly looking forward to it.

Suddenly, a stench hit his nose, and he jumped out of the house with agility, covering his nose with his sleeve and shouting loudly.

"It's a shame, apprentice, it's a shame!"

"Come and see, your Chun Niang is hungry and stupid, and she is playing with Gong Zhi's things!"

"Put down that spoonful of filth, my poor Chun Niangyo!"

Li Qingrong had just opened the courtyard door, and just now, someone was knocking lightly outside.

She was so cold that her brain hurt from the cold shout, and she couldn't bear to remind: "Master, a guest is here." ”

The person who came was Aunt Li, who had just seen her, she was still dressed just now, holding a basket between her right arm.

The village was crowded, one by one.

Whoever scolds the child or argues with the daughter-in-law, the next door can hear it clearly.

Li Qingrong blushed a little inexplicably, no way, who told her that there were two living treasures at home.

No, the artillery battle is still the kind that burns at one point.

"I'm smiling at you, come in and sit down."

Aunt Xu was still a little nervous last moment, but then she laughed.

She smiled very specially, faintly revealing the gentle demeanor of her youth, and her eyebrows were warm and loving.

"Good boy, the eldest mother will not go in, this is a little green vegetable planted by the eldest mother herself, you are new to it, save it for cooking and eating at night."

"This year's vegetables have grown well, and they are all green and tender for a winter," she touched the fine fluff on Li Qingrong's forehead lovingly.

Li Qingrong didn't dodge, on the contrary, it was the first time she was so nostalgic for the warmth of a stranger's hands.

This feeling, just like the queen mother......