Happy little peasants

Biyun moves quickly and skillfully when brushing the pot and starting the stove.

Standing at the door of the hall, Jiang Xiaohu happened to be able to see her busy back in the kitchen.

The TV was turned on, making a little background sound, which would make Jiang Xiaohu more calm.

Otherwise, this early morning, a big man ran up to the little widow's door and stayed there and had breakfast here. That would be inappropriate.

But ah, sister Biyun's back is so beautiful.Jiang Xiaohu, who didn't have a high level of Chinese, had a word in his mind-graceful.

At that time, he learned the word graceful, Jiang Xiaohu only remembered it for a long time.He doesn't understand, what exactly does grace mean.Today, seeing that round butt like a silver plate and the exquisite S-shaped curve, Jiang Xiaohu can be regarded as having a concrete impression.

The weather is hotter and Biyun doesn't wear much.It's like looking at the blooming flowers in the thin morning mist.Obscure, not real.That kind of feeling, scratching my heart, I can't bear to turn my eyes.

The young guy almost failed to control his emotions several times, spurting blood, and feeling a faint nosebleed.

He felt dry and dry, so he picked up two large glasses of boiled water and drank it. This put the fire out.But as soon as he turned around, the anger rose again by the flower that was covered by the morning mist, so he turned around to drink cold water again.

For several times, he didn't eat breakfast, but he was full of water.

"Hey! It is said that it will be more and more difficult to marry a wife in the future, and it is even more difficult in our Jiangbian Village. I don't know if Jiang Xiaohu has a chance to get a daughter-in-law. Will the future daughter-in-law be as good-looking as Biyun What?"

Looking at the graceful back, Jiang Xiaohu couldn't help but fall into reverie.

He drank too much water and urinated urgently. He couldn't hold back, so he ran all the way to the toilet.

Biyun was cooking the noodles intently, suddenly feeling the wind behind her back, and looking back subconsciously.It turned out that it was Jiang Xiaohu, with a strange posture and an anxious face, so he ran to the toilet.

"Puff! How much water did the baby drink?" Biyun couldn't help but laughed secretly.

She suddenly thought this kid was cute, so cute and sultry.Biyun's heart is like a cloud in the sky, swaying with the wind.

Cooking can't really be distracted, she was smiling at Jiang Xiaohu, inadvertently, the chopsticks in her hand fell into the pot.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to fish, how could she remember that Xia Wan was a pot of boiling water?Brush the whole hand and plunge it into the water, so that she screamed in pain and retracted like lightning.

Although he pulled his hand back all at once, the little hand that was originally slender and tender was already red and swollen.

Biyun hurried to flush under the faucet, and the cold water rushed up, bringing a burst of comfort, but it was followed by more intense burning pain.

Jiang Xiaohu was peeing happily when he suddenly heard a painful scream from the kitchen, which made him shiver and urinate completely.

He quickly cleaned up and rushed out of the toilet. Jiang Xiaohu saw Biyun crying and washing his hands under the faucet.

He hurriedly asked, "Ah, Sister Biyun, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, go play yours, the noodles will be cooked in a while, and my sister will give you something to eat." Biyun forced a smile and turned to Jiang Xiaohu.

Although she pretended to be very relaxed, Jiang Xiaohu caught her eyes that were so painful that she couldn't help but reddened, as well as her frowning brows and swollen hands.

Jiang Xiaohu was startled, and walked three steps in two steps before rushing to Biyun.He hardly thought about anything, grabbed Biyun's hand, looked carefully, and took a breath.

"Sister Biyun, what's the matter with you? Why are you so hot?" Jiang Xiaohu asked, he had to go to the hospital right away."

Biyun shook his head hurriedly: "No need, countryman, how can I be so squeamish. I'll use salt particles to wipe it back in two days and it will be fine. Go in the house, and I will give you two poached eggs. Thanks to you today, or sister will have to suffer a big loss."

As he spoke, Biyun's voice lowered, his eyes dimmed, and the grievances in his heart suddenly vented with the burning pain on his hands, tears falling like a fountain.

Jiang Xiaohu felt very distressed. With this pear flower's rainy appearance, he really wanted to hold her in his arms, hug her hard, and give her the safest harbor in the world.

He raised his hand and touched Biyun's hair with his fingers, wanting to go one step further to help her catch her tears.However, just when the fingertips were about to touch her face, they stopped timidly.

Jiang Xiaohu has never been in love.Besides, he just helped people to get rid of the hooligans, righteously speaking, what is the matter of playing the hooligans by himself?

Looking at her hand, Jiang Xiaohu suddenly had an idea: "By the way, sister, wait for me!"

He hurried into the hall.

Biyun was still weeping secretly, she just felt a tremor in her hair, and felt the temperature of someone's finger skin.

Although the temperature difference is very small, long-time women are very sensitive, especially to the breath of the opposite sex.Her heart beat faster, and at that moment, even the pain of burning her hand was ignored.

Biyun waited for Jiang Xiaohu's next move. She even imagined how she would put her face in his palm when the slightly rough hand stroked her face.

She closed her eyes slightly, and two teardrops hung on her eyelashes, like dewdrops on leaves in the morning.

Too tired, a widow’s family, living alone in her husband’s village, suffering from all kinds of rumors, it is too hard.

If it weren't for thinking, one day the lost mother-in-law could walk back by herself, she would have locked her house long ago and went out to work.

Disorganized thoughts made Biyun's heartbeat disorderly.But she waited a long time for Jiang Xiaohu to move further, but heard the sound of Dong Dong Dong's footsteps away.

After calming down, Biyun opened his eyes and looked at him, and was immediately extremely disappointed.That silly boy ran into the hall and sat in a daze.

Why are you so dumb?What a fool!Staying little tiger!Biyun complained secretly in his heart.

"Hey! Biyun, Biyun, what are you thinking?" She was suddenly ashamed.

I am a widow, and I have survived all these years.There are so many idlers and wild men in the village, and those who see the sky give her courtesy, how can she look at others?Why, now I am moved by a young offspring?

Are you ashamed, they are only eighteen or ninety years old, and they are six or seven years older than others!

With a deep red face, Biyun sighed with a complicated mood: "Oh! I'm going to cook the noodles!"

She turned around, and went into the kitchen again lonely. Through the white steam, she carefully picked up the chopsticks that were tumbling with boiling water and noodles in the pot.He picked the two largest eggs from the basket and beat them into the pot.

Jiang Xiaohu didn't know that he was rejected by others.In fact, he was quite aggrieved. There was no such thing as a daze. He just got into the mountains and rivers with a move of his mind.

"Hibiscus flower, hibiscus flower~" He just thought of a good prescription for treating burns. The most important medicine is hibiscus flower.

Since Shanhetu is so strong, he can turn his weak body into half a superman, heal his wife and grandma's diseases, and treat a scald?

Jiang Xiaohu stared at the ground carefully, and a touch of beautiful flowers came into view in the green grass.He was happy: "Yes!"

After a while, Jiang Xiaohu left Shanhetu with two hibiscus flowers.The divine thought moved again, as if an electric current passed through his mind, he returned to the real world, looked down, and there really were two hibiscus flowers in his palm.

Hibiscus flowers are not a new thing. Jiangbian Village is full of these flowers, and Jiang Xiaohu's family has planted several.

However, compared with these two flowers, the color and fragrance of the flowers, and even the thickness of the leaves, are very different.

These two delicate and delicate flowers are as if they were picked from a painting.They are graded by the best and greatest painters, and exude a seductive fragrance in the morning sun.

"Sister Biyun, where is the stone mortar at home?" Jiang Xiaohu asked loudly.

His loud voice fell into Biyun's ears, making her blush and heart beating again.

"It's in the cupboard in the main room, why do you want a stone mortar?" Biyun asked while fishing for noodles.

Jiang Xiaohu didn't answer. He took the stone mortar, cleaned it, and mashed the hibiscus flower into a pulp according to the method in memory.

The plump petals were so bright and juicy, sweet and fragrant, making Jiang Xiaohu want to take a sip.

He poured the pulp out into a small clean bowl, holding it in his hand, preparing to go to Biyun.

It happened that Biyun also brought the noodle bowl, took the chopsticks, and walked in from outside.The two almost collided at the entrance of the hall.

Biyun stepped back in fright and almost fell down again.Jiang Xiaohu hurriedly freed a hand to grab her arm: "Be careful, Biyun sister!"

Unexpectedly, he caught Biyun's upper arm in a hurry. Suddenly, his thumb felt a touch of softness and warmth, and both of them were stunned.

An ambiguous electric current wandered mischievously in this room, jumping to Jiang Xiaohu's face for a while, and then falling into Biyun's heart.

Yes, that's it!

Jiang Xiaohu hurriedly released his hand, bowed his head and blushed: "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Bi Yun was also flustered, blushing and heart beating wildly, even more nervous than the night of the wedding.Afterwards, she recalled this countless times, secretly wondering: "I am not someone who has never been married, so how come I feel so strong?"

Now, facing Jiang Xiaohu who was overwhelmed by what he did wrong, Biyun knew that he had to be more generous to resolve this embarrassment.

She smiled: "What silly thing to say, you are a child in my sister's eyes. The child always makes mistakes, it's okay, come, come and eat soon."

The fragrant noodles are sprinkled with chopped green onions, a green vegetable, and two poached eggs. It is simply too rich!

The same bowl of plain noodles, made by Biyun, is better than that made by my mother, Wang Xifeng.

Even though Jiang Xiaohu had eaten breakfast, he couldn't help but gulped, and the greedy worms in his stomach began to urge him to use his chopsticks.

However, when Jiang Xiaohu's eyes fell on that red and swollen hand, he immediately remembered what was going on.

He took the noodle bowl seriously, turned around and put it on the dinner table, then looked at Biyun seriously.