"Erlang, you're so stupid!"

Pan Jinlian's pretty face gently rubbed on Wu Song's chest, Wu Song hugged her tightly, kissed her deeply in her hair, and gently stroked her hair with her nose, enjoying the charming fragrance of hair.

The three figures on the ground approached closely, and it turned out that Li Taibai said that there were also three people in the shadows.

"How am I stupid?"

"Poof! itchy!" Pan Jinlian smiled as she ate, "The breath you exhale makes people's heads itch." ”

"Uh-huh!"

Wu Song used his nose to itch her, Pan Jinlian's body trembled, and the shadow on the ground trembled slightly.

"When I was a child, there was also a bayberry in the place where the sheep were herded, every year after the summer solstice, the sun was like fire, the ground was roasted hot, and the sour and astringent roasting of the bayberry was also dry, only sweet, at the moment the Duanyang Festival has not yet arrived, the bayberry is ripe, not to be made, it is naturally bitter, not only bitter, but also not good for the human body, as the saying goes, eat radish in winter and ginger in summer, do not prescribe medicine...."

"When made?"

"Hey, you, life is too good, you haven't suffered!" Pan Jinlian playfully scratched Wu Song's nose, "I don't want you to suffer after that." ”

"How can I suffer with you!" Wu Song is not a wooden man, this sweet talk is naturally spontaneous, Pan Jinlian was full of joy when she heard it, and the shadow on the ground moved slightly.

"When making is a farmer's language, you don't know if you haven't done farm work, and making is the meaning of harvest, that is, the season!"

"Well, I understand!" Wu Song suddenly realized, "When I was in Fanbang, I could eat watermelon in winter, but the old man said that I couldn't eat it, eating vegetables and fruits that violated the season was not good for the body, and the productivity of the Great Song Dynasty was not high, so it couldn't be cultivated in a greenhouse, and this bayberry was ripe in violation of the season, so it was naturally not good....."

"Erlang, what is productivity? What is greenhouse cultivation, how can there be watermelons in winter?"

"Hey, I'm stupid again!" Wu Song patted his head, but he still patiently explained: "Productivity is a boring thing, only political class can talk about it, and it is okay not to say it." Greenhouse cultivation means that watermelons were originally meant to live in hot summers, and in order to be able to eat them in winter, the people made a fire in the house, and it was as hot as summer, and the seeds of watermelons were deceived, thinking that summer was coming, and they would grow on their own...."

"The people of Fanbang are really smart!" Pan Jinlian sighed: "Erlang, it's good that you can see so much, can you take me to see martial arts in the future?"

"Naturally, didn't you say that I would tie you around my waist with a belt and take you with me wherever I went?"

Wu Song joked, and suddenly had a strange thought in his heart: "If I complete the task in the Northern Song Dynasty and go back to 2017, can I bring Jin Lian back as well?"

"Is that so?"

Pan Jinlian gently slipped to the ground, knelt down with her feet, and hugged Wu Song's waist tightly, "Hey-hey--", Wu Song's waist was very wide, she was like a child competing, and her two hands were clasped tightly from behind.

Wu Song laughed, opened his legs, clamped her slender waist, and hugged her in his arms, both of them were very affectionate, hugged tightly, Wu Song felt that the lower abdomen was soft and delicate, and naturally knew that it was because Pan Jinlian's chest was close to her, and it could be clearly felt through the clothes, and the waist was intentionally or unintentionally close to her chest and abdomen, Wu Song was comfortable and uncomfortable.

Pan Jinlian felt the change in Wu Song's body very obviously, thinking that this was the kitchen, she jumped up in shame, Wu Song stretched out her hand, hugged her into his arms, and sat on her lap.

Pan Jinlian sat very strangely, knowing that it was because of the change in Wu Song's body, she was so panicked that she didn't dare to move, for fear that her small move would make Wu Song unable to hold back, this is the kitchen, and it is almost dawn, in case Mrs. Ye or Xiaoyan comes in, she is very shy.

The two of them hugged each other tightly in this small space, relatively speechless, but where do they need words at this time, it is at this time that silence is better than sound.

"Poof!"

After a long time, Pan Jinlian smiled and said softly: "Erlang, if you give the bayberry you picked back to the old lady to eat, you may be able to restore her sight immediately." ”

Wu Song naturally knew the meaning of her words, and kissed her on the pretty face, "Only you little fool will eat all the sour bayberry." ”

"Naturally, only if I cherish you so much, I will treat everything you bring back as a treasure. ”

Pan Jinlian was shy and proud, and she only dared to say this in front of Wu Song, only in the environment of Lang's concubine, and only when she was emotional.

When Wu Song heard this, his heart fluttered, he naturally knew that he was facing Pan Jinlian somewhere, and he originally felt very embarrassed, but now he was swept away, "She is my wife who has not passed through the door, isn't this the best for her? Do you want me to do this to other women? I don't have such a big reaction to other women, except for Jin Lian..."

"Other women!"

Wu Song's heart froze, and the strange feeling floated out again, and it became clearer and clearer.

When Zhang Yulan first ate bayberry, she was the same as Pan Jinlian, her eyebrows were frowned, and when she asked her if it was unpalatable, she actually ate three in one bite, which was to repay her kindness, and she didn't need to endure the bitterness for herself, even if she didn't eat it, no one would say that she was ungrateful.

Outside the courtyard of the Zhang family, what she said made Pan Jinlian a metaphor, saying that Pan Jinlian didn't understand martial arts and stood on his palm, why couldn't she!

"Could it be that Zhang Yulan is actually interested in me?"

In the Northern Song Dynasty, three wives and four concubines were extremely common, Wu Song was a traverser, and he was also open-minded, any man who knew that there were beautiful women who liked him, he couldn't say that everyone was happy, at least he wouldn't hate it.

For Zhang Yulan, he can't say that he admires her, and he doesn't even have a reverie, it's not that she is not beautiful, nor that she has a bad personality, on the contrary, she is very beautiful, and her personality is also very good, she is simply a perfect woman.

It is because she is a perfect woman that Wu Song has a sense of distance, this kind of woman, Wu Song only has infinite respect in his heart, and he does not dare to have the slightest blasphemy.

Thinking of this, he was also at ease in his heart, since he didn't have any thoughts about Zhang Yulan, he naturally wouldn't feel sorry for Pan Jinlian in his arms.

Pan Jinlian raised her head playfully, looking at Wu Song with a smile, her eyes were very weird, as if she was praising him and laughing at him, Wu Song knew what was going on, and only the two of them knew what was going on.

Naturally, Pan Jinlian didn't know the reason, thinking that men were like this, after being excited, they calmed down, what was it, it turned out that Wu Song thought of Zhang Yulan, and had respect in his heart, so naturally he had no idea of love, and the part of his body that had changed greatly also returned to its original state, and Pan Jinlian sat on his lap and naturally knew this change.

But she didn't know the reason, only Wu Song himself understood, because of this change, he was more at ease, but all men's attitudes towards women are direct, especially a straightforward man like Wu Song.

When you see a woman you like, you naturally have a way to express your like, and your body can't deceive your heart, if you think of Zhang Yulan, you don't even show the most basic state of a man, but you can imagine that you don't have any illusions about her.

"You stupid girl, what's going on in your little brain?"

Wu Song knocked lightly on the door of Pan Jinlian's head, and Pan Jinlian was still mocking Wu Song, but he actually asked a question, and he was ashamed and jumped up from Wu Song.

Wu Song reached out to take her little hand, Wu Song pulled it very gently, Pan Jinlian stood in place, and didn't pull her body for half a minute.

Pan Jinlian smiled, "It is estimated that it is almost time, and someone will come to the kitchen." ”

Wu Song smiled: "Come on, let them know our love." ”

"Don't!"

Pan Jinlian was so frightened that she took a step forward, she was really worried that Wu Song would do something affectionate to her again, after all, it was estimated that it would be time at this moment, Ye Kongmu would definitely get up, and Mrs. Ye or Xiaoyan would also go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Wu Song just laughed in his mouth, but didn't actually take action, Pan Jinlian couldn't help but hit him lightly on the head, and said angrily: "You know how to scare me." ”

"What's the scare, the Ye family is from here, and Xiaoyan is just about to get married...."

Wu Song was going to say, "Isn't it good to come and learn", but he knew that this was the Northern Song Dynasty, and such words could not be spoken, even if Xiaoyan didn't hear it, it was also inappropriate, he hurriedly accepted the words, shook his head and smiled, and suddenly saw the figure on the ground, his heart moved, and then he scolded with a smile: "Xiaoyan, how long have you been hiding outside the door?"

"Little smoke outside the door?"

Pan Jinlian was so ashamed that her whole body was numb, just now she was so intimate with Wu Song, she actually showed the little girl, she wanted to go out of the door, grabbed a small cigarette, pinched her little face twice, and was worried about telling her a joke, it was really a dilemma, whether it was standing, sitting, or walking, it was also very unnatural.

"Poof, Dutou, are you clairvoyant? You saw me hiding outside the door. ”

Xiaoyan playfully walked in from outside the door, and after coming in, he immediately restrained his smiling face, walked to Pan Jinlian, and said: "Madam, the slave maid just smelled a burst of fragrance, and her stomach was very hungry, thinking that there was an immortal who went down to earth to make dragon liver and phoenix gall in the kitchen, how do you know that the immortal is Dutou, hey, the noodles made by Dutou can confuse people, and when the slave and maid saw it, her mind was blank, she couldn't see anything, she couldn't hear anything, and then she shouted and recovered, Madam, you say it's strange or not." ”

"You cunning little girl!" Pan Jinlian was so angry that she reached out and pinched her nose, and Xiaoyan shouted exaggeratedly: "Dutou, Mrs. wants to kill people, oops, Mrs. pinched the slave's nose, as if she remembered something..."

"Don't remember! Don't remember anything!"

Pan Jinlian remembered shouting loudly, and then "poof!", and she couldn't help laughing.

Wu Song laughed, he is an upright and heroic person, since he has seen it for Xiaoyan, what is there to hide.

"Xiaoyan, I have something for you. ”

"What?" Xiao Yan spread out his hands happily and said mischievously, "Dutou, is it used to block Xiao Yan's mouth?"