my husband

Yun Li didn't speak, but silently glanced at the firewood in his left hand and the barrel in his right hand.

Si Yan followed his gaze and said, "I'll just put the firewood anywhere, and I'll just come and get it next time!"

After speaking, he was about to throw aside the large bundle of firewood in his left hand.

But Yun Li stopped the next move.

"Forget it, I'll just go by myself, don't think too much, even if you don't take anything, I won't let you carry me, I'm not used to it!" Yun Li held an apple in a simple bag in his left hand , said while walking with a limp.

It is still a little unacceptable for him to let others carry his back, so it is just in his liking that Si Yan can't make a move now.

He got used to walking around, he stumbled behind Si Yan, and gradually he didn't even feel the pain in his ankle.

Yun Li, who was used to this feeling, took out an apple from the bag, casually wiped it on his clothes, and then took a bite.

Not to mention, this apple is quite delicious, crunchy, not only sweet, but also very moist.

Although Si Yan walked ahead, he still couldn't help but keep looking back at Yun Li's situation. Seeing that Yun Li was still thinking about eating apples, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, we'll pick it next time after we're done eating!" Yun Li ate most of the apple in his hand in a few strokes.

It seems that this small bag of apples is indeed not enough for Yunli to eat for a few days, and if he still wants to eat, he will have to pick them in a few days.

"When you went to pick apples just now, I saw a few chestnut trees on the other side of the hot spring pool. Next time we bring tools to beat chestnuts and eat them!"

Si Yan saw that although he sprained his ankle, he still looked happy, so he suggested.

Yun Li gnawed the apple in two bites, then threw the core aside, and said, "Why didn't you say so sooner! We'll go straight to pick chestnuts if we did!"

When he was in the palace, he ate a lot of food made of chestnuts. The chestnut cake and chestnut crisp are both delicious. He still likes to eat things made of chestnuts!

Of course, like sweet potatoes, he has never seen chestnuts growing on trees, nor has he eaten raw fresh chestnuts.

"Fool, chestnuts have long thorns. If we don't bring tools and things to pack, there is no way to bring it home." Si Yan laughed helplessly.

"What did you call me?"

Yun Li's tone sounded very dangerous!

"I didn't say anything, you may have misheard!" Si Yan changed his words without restraint.

It took longer to come back than to go, and they still missed their lunch time.

After returning home, Si Yan quickly put down the things in his hands, and helped Yun Li into the room to sit down.

What Yun Liwei touched was his right ankle. Originally, he was severely sprained after jumping from such a high height. He still had to force himself to walk, so his right ankle swelled into a big steamed bun.

Anyway, the right ankle is now thicker and smaller than the left ankle.

Yun Li's skin itself is the kind of snow-white that looks shocking as long as there is a little scar.

The circle of bruises made people look at it, and I couldn't help but gasp.

"It's so serious, why don't you say it?" Si Yan looked at the swollen ankle, couldn't help turning cold, and said with a bad expression.

Yun Li tried desperately to turn his ankle, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't help gasping.

It really hurts.

"It didn't hurt before, I didn't know it would become so serious!" Seeing Si Yan's face sinking like water, Yun Li's voice subconsciously dropped a few decibels.

Si Yan squatted down, helped him take off his shoes and socks, then grabbed his soles with his right hand, and moved his joints tentatively.

Immediately, Yun Li was in so much pain that he couldn't help but grasped the corner of the quilt tightly.

He wasn't the kind of person who couldn't stand any pain, but this kind of pain was so heartbreaking that it even made him guess that his bone might be broken.

Si Yan put down his feet and said, "Wait for me here, I'll come right over, don't move your feet."

Yun Li nodded subconsciously.

"Wait a moment!"

When Si Yan turned around and was about to go out, he hurriedly called Si Yan to stop.

"what happened?"

"Well, why are you going?"

"I'm going to get some cold water to help you apply it. Your ankle is probably bruised."

In fact, if Yun Li hadn't insisted on walking down the mountain by himself, his ankle might not be so serious.

Si Yan couldn't help being a little annoyed, why did he believe what he said before that it didn't hurt.

Yun Li himself does not regret it, but he is also worried when he looks at his hoof!

Not long after, Si Yan came back with a basin of cold water.

He put the water basin on the stool beside the bed, then carefully supported Yun Li's injured foot, placed it on the bed, and said, "It's best to use ice water, but it hasn't snowed yet, and there is no ice outside. We can only make do with this water first, the stream flowing down from the mountain is not as cold as the snow water, but it is still very cool."

As he said that, he took out the towel soaked in the water, twisted it until it was [-]% dry, and then applied it to Yun Li's right ankle injury.

"Okay, sit down by yourself, I'm going to cook, wait until the towel is hot and no longer cold, just change it yourself."

After Si Yan finished speaking, he went out, but he turned back within a few minutes, and found that kind of script in the cabinet.

"If you're bored, you can read a book for a while, but I don't know what kind of book it is. I can't read. My parents bought this book before."

It is also a tearful thing to say, but Si Yan, the highly educated actor in our previous life, has become an out-and-out illiterate when he came to the Li Dynasty.

The characters of the Li Dynasty are not the traditional characters in Si Yan's impression, but a font that he has never understood at all.

Therefore, it is not surprising that he became illiterate.

Yun Li was quite surprised. In his opinion, Si Yan was very well-spoken and well-bred, so why didn't he look like someone who had never studied?

Si Yan didn't want to explain either, the pot was [-]% owned by the original owner.

The original owner's parents were literate, but when teaching the original owner, the original owner didn't study hard.

Yun Li took the book from Si Yan's hand, gently patted off the thin layer of dust on the book, and then opened it to read.

This book is actually not a masterpiece by a famous writer, but just a very ordinary travelogue, written in vernacular.

In modern times, it is probably something like a travel note.

Not to mention, Yun Li has basically read all the masterpieces of famous writers. Although he has heard of such books, he has never read them.

No way, this is not the book he should read as an emperor.

However, he is no longer the emperor, so what's the point of seeing it!

Therefore, Yun Li seemed to have no pressure.

Si Yan was thinking about it when he was preparing today's lunch in the kitchen, it's not okay to be an illiterate!

Moreover, although he wanted to live a rural life, he didn't want to live a poor rural life!

When his life is stable, he will also find a way to make money. After all, if he wants to live a good life, he can't live without money.

The dishes at noon today are a little richer, and Si Yan pulled a big white radish in his field.

This radish grows quite well, especially juicy, Si Yan couldn't help but cut a piece and stuffed it in his mouth when he was cutting it.

Really sweet, not astringent at all.

Si Yan had also bought white radishes for cooking in the supermarket before, and had eaten that kind of raw radishes, and they were almost tasteless.

Si Yan cut the white radish into slices, and then cut the bacon into slices.

These bacons were dried by the original owner in autumn, and there was no doubt that they were only enough for him to eat alone.

Therefore, to survive this winter, Si Yan must go to the town to purchase before the heavy snow closes the mountains.

Yuangu Village is backed by Shiwanda Mountain, and the first snow will fall soon.

Once it starts to snow, it will basically not stop for a whole winter, and it will be difficult to get out of the village or enter the village.

Pour a shallow layer of clear oil into the pot, and when the oil temperature is suitable, Si Yan quickly poured the bacon in, and immediately started to stir-fry.

After a while, the aroma of bacon overflowed immediately.

The whole kitchen is full of the unique aroma of bacon.

The fire of this earthen stove is difficult to control, Si Yan was afraid that it would be burnt, so he quickly poured down the chopped white radish after turning it over for about ten seconds.

Although Si Yan knows how to cook, he didn't really cook much before. He was always busy with his feet not touching the ground.

He didn't even arrange time for himself to rest, otherwise he wouldn't have died of overwork at the age of forty because he was too tired.

Now that he thinks about it, he feels that he is simply poisonous. He is so busy every day that he ends up like this.

Work is indeed an addictive thing. Si Yan thinks that he is not a workaholic, but he can't help but become a leader among workaholics.

Yes... there are really not many workaholics who can exhaust themselves to death.

His fans would probably be stunned upon hearing the news of his death.

A person who was still alive and kicking in front of the camera a few days ago, it's only been a few days!You can only see him on the screen forever.

However, his works will remain in the hearts of others forever.

After thinking about the reactions of people related to him after his death, even though Si Yan was in an excellent state of mind, he still couldn't help being a little depressed.

Although he has no lover and his parents have passed away, he still has many good friends and fans. Many of these people should feel sincerely sad because of his death!

The author has something to say: I worked overtime today, the update at [-] o'clock is so late, crying!

The update at eleven o'clock should be on time, if it is not on time, you will scold me! ←_←