Chapter 083: How can a good adult be a scumbag?

Lin Erhu put the whip on for a while and ran back, hissing from the cold all the way. When I entered the house and took off my hat, I could see a puff of white smoke rising above my head.

Lin Xiaoman came over to touch it, and the cotton clothes and pants inside were wet.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, don't catch a cold."

Lin Erhu's eyebrows danced, "Sister, didn't you see, this year, I have the most and loudest whips, and they are all envious." ”

Lin Xiaoman glared at him angrily, "You have to be scared, look at the dogs and cry angrily." ”

"Why are you crying?" Lin Erhu was puzzled, "I'm not angry with him, and I gave him a lot of small whips." ”

Lin Xiaoman reacted at this time, he was tricked by Lin Goudan's stinky boy, that kid dared to lie to himself that the two tigers didn't divide his little whip, he used to look at the stupid boy, and he didn't know when he also had a belly of eyes.

watched Lin Erhu change into a dry autumn coat and pants, and took him to the warehouse over there to dry his wet hair.

Although every household in the village has burned the kang, but the warmth of the wall is not enough, and the moisture from the ground up is also heavy, as long as it is not on the kang, the house is only a dozen degrees warmer, although it is much stronger than in previous years when the house can freeze ice, but it is still colder than the warehouse over there.

Especially when the electric heater in the warehouse is turned on, it is simply not too warm.

But when it comes to comfort, it is more comfortable on the other side of the building, after heating in winter, the temperature in the house has not dropped below 25 degrees, and it is not a dream to eat popsicles in short sleeves at home in winter.

Lin Xiaoman burned all the stoves at home, and the big iron pots at home were not enough, and the clay pots and small pots were all in battle.

A stove of chicken stewed mushrooms, a stove of steamed eight-treasure rice, a stove of braised pork ribs, a stove of braised pork trotters, a stove of boiled sausages, a stove of sauerkraut stew.

Lu Jin stood outside the courtyard of Lin Xiaoman's house and sniffed.

Different from other families in the village, Lin Xiaoman and Lin Erhu are still in filial piety, and there are no Spring Festival couplets hanging lanterns at home, and they still have the same black lacquered wooden doors as usual.

But before he entered the hospital, the smell of meat went straight to his nose, and he couldn't help but snort a few times.

Qingshu smiled, "Master, if you just celebrate the New Year at Miss Xiaoman's house, and then take it to Mr. Xu's house, not to mention that the road is cold and hot, you can't rob Mr. Xu." ”

Lu Jin glared at Qingshu, "What kind of nonsense is this?" Xiaoman's family only has two sisters and brothers, won't I let people gossip about the New Year at her house? ”

Qingshu touched his nose and said in his heart: When does the master care about whether others gossip or not? That's not how he used to talk when he was in the capital.

But seeing Lu Jin waiting for him to knock on the door, Qingshu put away his stomach and stepped forward to knock on the door of Lin Xiaoman's house.

Lin Erhu was busy peeling garlic, when he heard a knock on the door and ran out, he lay on the crack of the door and saw that it was Lu Jin's master and servant, and opened the door, "My lord, are you hungry?" Chinese New Year's Eve dinner will have to wait a little longer. ”

Lu Jin hummed lightly, "No hurry!" ”

He wasn't hungry, but he wasn't embarrassed to say he was.

Originally, the little old man was so angry at Xu Qiuliang's house that he was like thunder, but who knew that the fragrance of Lin Xiaoman's house was wafting over there, and he couldn't even be interested in being angry.

When he entered the courtyard, he saw the fog floating out of the main room and the east and west wings, and he could hardly see the people inside, and Lu Jin didn't know which room Lin Xiaoman was in for a while.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaoman spoke at this time, "Erhu, who is here?" ”

Lin Erhu replied, "Sister, it's the adults who are here, didn't you say that the sausage is cooked?" Cut a plate and taste it, I'm hungry. ”

With Lin Erhu's words, Lu Jin subconsciously swallowed his saliva, he knew that there was a restaurant opened by a southern boss in the capital, and the sausage was very famous, Lu Jin had eaten it twice, and felt that the sweet taste was not bad. I didn't expect Lin Xiaoman to make sausages.

"Haole, the sausage is salty, you can't eat more."

At this time, Lu Jin was not sure if the sausage made by Lin Xiaoman was the same thing as the sausage he ate before.

"My lord, it's cold outside, you can go into my house and sit on the kang for a while!"

"Hmm!" Lu Jin nodded his head, it was too cold all the way, and he felt cold under his feet while wearing a fox fur, so he wanted to sit on the warm kang for a while.

As soon as he sat down on the side of the kang, Lin Erhu took out a brass with two palm-sized sizes from under the quilt on the kang and stuffed it into Lu Jin's hand, "My lord, it's cold all the way, right?" It's not good to ask you to sit on the kang, this soup woman is warm in her hands. ”

"Oh, thank you, Erhu!" Lu Jin looked at it carefully, and saw that this was an object made of brass, which could hold water, and it would not be cold if it was filled with hot water and held on the kang, and the warmth spread throughout the body when held in his arms.

It was warmer than the charcoal hand warmer he used in the capital, but it was also heavier.

Alas, I don't want to put it down when I hold it in my arms.

Qingshu wanted to ask the adult what he was hugging, but Lin Erhu also stuffed a hand warmer in his arms, "Brother Qingshu, you also hug one." ”

Qingshu took it in his hand and his face was full of surprise, "Master, if you get two of them and send them back to Beijing, Mrs. Qing will not be afraid of the cold when she goes out in winter." ”

Lu Jin's eyes lit up, and he just wanted to ask Lin Erhu where he bought this soup woman, but when he saw that Lin Erhu had already exited the door, he thought that he would ask when he came in later.

At this time, Lin Erhu trotted to find Lin Xiaoman, and saw that Lin Xiaoman had just cut two sausages and put them on a plate, and then loaded a plate of fried fruits and shaqima made yesterday.

Squeezed his eyebrows and said: "Sister, I just heard Brother Qingshu and the county order mention a Mrs. Qing in the capital, I think it should be the wife of the county order, right?" You said that the county order has a wife, why does the third girl of the Xu family want to be a concubine for the county order? ”

Lin Xiaoman shook his head, "How can you add a surname or first name in front of your wife's title?" That Mrs. Haru, shouldn't be the lady of the prefectural order. ”

"What's that? If I give the county order a soup woman, they will think of that Mrs. Qing, and they are afraid that she will be cold in winter, and they think that she is also the person that the county order cares about, even if she is not a lady, she should be a favorite concubine. ”

Lin Erhu said this, but Lin Xiaoman agreed, "Perhaps, the county order is not young, it is not strange to marry a wife and take a concubine, and the family may already have children and daughters." ”

"Alas, why is a good adult also a scumbag?"

Lin Xiaoman was amused by Lin Erhu's words, although they often go over there and prefer the monogamous system over there, but it is common for men to marry wives and concubines here, and they are not scumbags, right?

However, it is very good that Erhu can have this awareness, it will not make his future wife sad, and it can also make the house quieter.

Lin Erhu went out with Lin Xiaoman's cut sausage and snacks, "My lord, can you taste the sausage made by my sister herself?" ”

If it's delicious, make more next year, and sell it to the small county order, Lin Erhu can see it, this small county order can't be too spicy, but it's not spicy, look at the bubbles on the mouth, these days I don't want to eat less spicy.