spring duck

The next morning, the mother-in-law got up to make a fire to cook and saw two young people who got up early in the morning, one was happily drying the sheets, and the other was pouting her lips and pounding herbs with displeasure.

The mother-in-law looked at the medicine and asked, "What's wrong? Who was injured?" This herb is very common in the village, and it has anti-inflammatory and bactericidal effects.

Before Jiang could speak, Qu Yao, who finished drying the sheets, said, "It's nothing, it was too dark last night, I accidentally knocked on the corner of the table, I thought it was nothing, but when I got up early, I found some blood on the bed, and then I realized I scratched my skin a bit, and I said it was fine, but I was worried, so I insisted on applying some medicine."

Jiang Lai silently glanced at the man who lied without drafting a draft, and the noise of smashing medicine became louder.

The mother-in-law muttered: "No wonder I heard a loud noise yesterday." It made Jiang Lai blush.The mother-in-law said again: "Be careful, the furniture in the house has been used for a long time, if it is not in order, there will be a sharp point. Although it is wood, it hurts to be scratched by that thing! If it can't be done, let Lailai take you to the town today Prescribe some medicine."

Qu Yao nodded cheerfully: "It's all right, it's not a big injury, thank you mother-in-law for your concern!"

The mother-in-law waved her hand: "Thank you for what." Then she walked slowly to cook.

Jiang Lai wrapped the medicine with gauze, stood on the small stool and pulled Qu Yao's collar, "Pa!" He slapped the medicine on the bleeding tooth mark.

"Hiss—come on, why are you as ruthless as last night!"

"..."

Can anyone tell me who this greasy uncle with one-liners is? !Where did my handsome and ruthless domineering president-style husband go? !Can you change it back for me?

That's right, Jiang Lai still likes the cold type.

……

As a clean freak, Qu Yao can climb mountains full of mud with Jiang, or go fishing with him in the river, but I want him to pick and pull out bamboo shoots from the mud, and walk barefoot in the mud full of various microorganisms. Qu Yao absolutely disagreed with touching greasy live fish in the river.

Jiang Lai was also happy to dig bamboo shoots and catch fish by himself, and he thought it was troublesome to bring someone with him.

Qu Yao was like a worried old father. If he didn't watch him, the brat would tear off his rubber shoes and step on the river barefoot.The river water in November is not bitter, it is cool, and the white calf is soaked in ginger.

"Jiang Lai, put your shoes on!" Qu Yao yelled at the ducklings in the river with a dark face.

However, Jiang Lai turned a blind eye to Qu Yao's obsession with cleanliness, and was very happy to bend over to touch fish and snails, and the two baskets reaped a lot.It's just that the happy time is always short. Jiang Lai, who was reluctant to leave, turned around and bumped into "a wall", so the extreme joy gave birth to sorrow.

Qu Yao carried ginger on his shoulders, and slapped his butt twice: "Didn't you say that you can't touch cold feet?!" Qu Yao had made up his mind not to go into the river, but was broken by this disobedient little duck. I had to take off my sneakers and walk barefoot in the river.The moment Qu Yao's feet were immersed in the river, he got angry with that one: he dared to step in such cold water!So he rushed to catch the duck in one go.

Jiang Lai first grabbed Qu Yao reflexively, and then hurriedly protected his two baskets: "My fish and snails!"

No matter what time it is, I still want to eat!

Qu Yao finally changed to the way of reciting: "Go home and soak your feet in hot water."

"But I haven't caught any crabs yet." Jiang Lai's voice was quite aggrieved, thinking that I'm not a little girl.

"Hey, how do you say to catch it, I'll do it." It turns out that love can be great enough to cure cleanliness!Qu Yao recalled that since she brought this little duck home, she has done a lot of unbelievable things in the past.

Jiang Lai lay on Qu Yao's back, hesitated to speak: "That sir..."

"Since you follow me, I can't freeze you." The duckling loves me so much!The little duck must feel sorry for me.

"No, sir, actually I want to say...don't your feet cramp?" Jiang Lai lowered his head and looked down at Qu Yao's upturned big toe through the socket of Qu Yao's neck.

"..."

Jiang Lai said slowly again: "Actually, I don't feel cold. In our place, boys go into the water because their parents are prone to leg cramps in the water."

"To shut up."

"Also, sir, have you seen the cobblestones at the bottom of the river? I heard that the soles of the feet of elderly people feel very painful when they step on the cobblestones."

"To shut up."

……

Jiang Lai was bouncing around counting the snails in the basket, thinking that tonight he would have a good time, and behind him was Qu Yao, who was carrying a crab with a gloomy face: He actually treats me as his father? !Am I comparable to his gambling dad? !Qu Yao was thinking angrily, completely unaware of the joy that the role of "father" would bring him for a long time to come.

Mmm, it smells so good.

Jiang Lai suddenly remembered something, and took a few steps back to Qu Yao's side: "By the way, sir, yesterday you introduced yourself as my friend, isn't it inappropriate for me to call you Mr.?"

Qu Yao glanced at him: "That's why you think so?" To be honest, if you have to find a little lack of self-confidence in a successful person, it is age. No matter what age you are, that cannot be changed.

Jiang Lai blinked and put his hands behind his back: "Then what should I call you?"

"What do you want to call it?" In fact, it is not impossible to call her husband.

"Three...three soils?" Jiang Lai said tentatively.

Seeing Qu Yao's complexion suddenly collapsed.

Jiang Lai shrank back silently: "Can't you?"

Qu Yao took a step forward, narrowing his eyes: "What do you think?"

Jiang Lai felt that as a qualified boyfriend, he should coax his partner well: "Actually, Santu sounds nice. There is a famous character in Mr. Lu Xun's works with soil in his name, which is called vulgar and elegant!"

"You can shut up."