The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

Father Xue went to the wine shop to deliver meals at noon, but there was no other way. The business in the wine shop was good now, and basically he could not leave people. Although it was only a small profit, the father was happy when he saw it, and he voluntarily ran around every day. Bringing food.

As soon as I came back, I heard that the scholar had arrived home, and hurriedly asked if he had passed the exam. Knowing that the results would not come out until a month later, he hurriedly urged his son to talk about getting rid of slavery as soon as possible.

Xue Yinsong nodded, saying that it is not worthwhile to have a good son after he finally got a good son. Those who are slaves will not be able to read and write for the rest of their lives, not even joining the army. .

Seeing that the family members were all back together, Father Xue thought about making something delicious to supplement the scholar, walked around the kitchen twice and asked his son: "I remember that I pickled a jar of sour bamboo shoots a year ago? How about using it to stew an old duck? Besides, the rabbit still has the second half, which can be cut up and fried."

Xue Yinsong thought that the scholar's face should be taken care of for a few days, so he nodded and agreed to go to the foot of the wall to dig a bubble altar.

This sour bamboo shoot is different from kimchi. It has to be sealed with a lid and buried in the soil with wax oil, so that the pickled ones are delicious, crisp and refreshing.

After taking out the jar and opening the wax seal, there was only a sour and fragrant smell of bamboo shoots filling the yard. This smell was just right for drooling. Father Xue raised his nose and sniffed very satisfied: "This bamboo shoot The taste is enough, I will choose an old duck to kill." Then he went to the duck shed to pick a duck, flicked the feathers to see if there was no hair stem, then tied it with a straw rope and threw it on the ground.

Xue Yinsong grabbed three handfuls of sour bamboo shoots, sealed the jar and buried it, and went to pick up a kitchen knife to grind. Here, he used an earthen bowl to fill a bowl of cold water and mixed some coarse salt for later use.

"Xiaoqi, come and help catch the duck's feet."

Chen Qi came over and grabbed it with both hands, the duck struggled hard, fanning out some dust and hair.

Seeing the sharpened silver blade slash across, the dark red blood immediately flowed out and dripped into the bowl. Xue Yinsong stirred it with chopsticks and said with a smile, "Use duck blood to cook a pot of stewed vermicelli soup at night. Do you like to eat?"

Chen Qi swallowed secretly: "I like it."

Father Xue brought the boiling water to scald the duck, blowing the hot air and began to pluck the feathers, Xue Yinsong went into the kitchen and found a piece of ginger: "Xiaoqi, go to the well and wash it, we will wash it in a while. Just stew the duck."

Chen Qi happily agreed, his expression was much more natural than when he came in the morning, and obediently went to fetch water to wash the ginger.

Father Xue looked at it, and said in a low voice with satisfaction: "He is a good boy, very obedient."

Xue Yinsong sighed: "The children of the poor have long been in charge of the family. Look at Changhui's temperament. He cries and makes troubles. In the future, he will be enough for a scholar to drink a pot."

Father Xue smiled: "When you grow up, you must be more sensible. Don't worry too much about it. After all, he is also the young master of the He family. If the incense is not prosperous in the future, then the He family will have to come to find him."

Xue Yinsong sneered: "What can I do with him? It's just a matter of coaxing him patiently. He has been coddled since he was a child, and he can't change it for a while. Besides, there is something wrong with the He family. It's good to take it back. If you really want to stay It's really a headache for me. So I insist on accepting Chen Qi, and Xiucai and I will rely on him to support us until the end of our lives."

Father Xue thought about it, smiled and continued to pluck his hair.

The smell of sour bamboo shoots and old duck soup wafted out quickly, Xue Yinsong finished the work in hand, tickled the cat in his heart, and went back to the room in a hurry.

In fact, I didn't see anyone for more than a month, but this little farewell is better than the newlyweds, and the longing is like a tide, so I really can't wait for it.Xue Yinsong went into the room and closed the door. Monkey hurriedly took off his coat and shoes, got on the bed and hugged him, touched him up and down and felt his heart ache: this arm is almost as thin as a hemp stick, this leg has no flesh, and this shoulder is even worse. It's a bone...

Xiao Xiucai was in a sound sleep, even if he was touched twice, he turned around and rolled inside, Xue Yinsong leaned behind him and hugged his waist, and found himself hardened very ominously.

Xue Yinsong was at war with heaven and man immediately, and wanted him to sleep more, and couldn't help rubbing on him to get angry.The little Xiucai felt uncomfortable under his pressure, moved a few more times and said something vaguely that no one could understand, then buried her head and went back to sleep.

Xue Yinsong turned his face and kissed his mouth first. Although it could only relieve his longing thirst, it was definitely not enough if he didn't get a response. After thinking about it, it would be good to touch him a few more times, and then he took off his underwear.

Touching nature is not enough. I haven't seen each other for more than a month. How can this dry fire be extinguished with ordinary water?Xue Yinsong bullied himself to press him up, and also wanted to wake him up, not because he didn't want him to sleep, but the fire of desire was really burning, so it's important to put out the fire first.

Little Xiucai woke up to live up to everyone's expectations, only to feel that his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he barely opened his eyes to look at them, and grumbled, "What are you doing, why don't you tell me to sleep?" Seeing that he woke up, Xue Yinsong hugged happily He went up and said, "Daughter-in-law, haven't we had that for a long time?"

The little scholar grunted a few words, raised his leg and kicked: "Get out!"

Fortunately, this kick was just a bluff, Xue Yinsong took advantage of the situation and lifted it on his shoulder: "Just for a while, it will be fine in a while, you can sleep again in a while!" Xiao Xiucai grabbed his hand, and then touched it. With his upper body naked, he hurriedly grabbed the belt below: "No! I want to sleep! I want to sleep! Let me go!"

Xue Yinsong showed his true color as a hooligan, pulled up his trousers and coaxed: "It will be fine in a while, it will be fine in a while." You have to pinch your trouser belt, right?It's okay, just hold it, as long as you can take off your pants.

Little Xiucai wanted to turn over, but was so crushed that he couldn't move, he barely opened his eyes and cursed: "Beast!"

Xue Yinsong rushed forward and kissed fiercely: "I am your man, and married life is an obligation you must fulfill! Come on, be good, lift your feet." He pulled down his underwear and was about to throw it away. The door was smashed: "Dad! Dad! You are back! Open the door!"

Little Xiucai's forehead was twitched by the sound of knocking on the door, he rolled from side to side in pain, and kicked Xue Yinsong: "Tell him to stop knocking! Let me sleep first!"

Xue Yinsong said loudly: "Your father is busy! He will come to play with you later!"

"No! No! I want to play with you!" Seeing that he couldn't open the door, Pei Changhui turned around and slammed his butt on the door. The door made dull sounds and was crumbling.

"Chen Qi! Take him away and let him go out to play!" Xue Yinsong shouted loudly, only to hear someone outside agreeing, a loud cry was pulled farther and farther away, and the world finally became quiet.

Xiao Xiucai put down his pillow and heaved a sigh of relief, looked up at Xue Yinsong, and said angrily, "That child is your son? Why isn't the surname Xue?"

Xue Yinsong felt that he couldn't understand a few words, so he took off his clothes and threw himself on him: "I'll tell you later, let's get down to business first."

Xue Yinsong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but his whole body's blood flowed down, so he didn't have time to think about how to answer, so he just said casually: "Both parents are dead, bring them back and prepare to be a son."

The little Xiucai snorted, took another bite, smashed his mouth and touched the deep tooth socket and said, "It would be great if it was real meat."

Xue Yinsong couldn't laugh or cry: "Father has stewed an old duck for you, you can eat it at night."

The little scholar's eyes glowed golden, and he immediately relaxed his body: "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm going to drink duck soup, eat duck meat, and drink duck blood..." After several times, he was also a little breathless and emotional, and could not help moaning softly A few times.

Xue Yinsong kissed his mouth, watching his expression while moving. Xiao Xiucai closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, then sighed involuntarily: "En, okay, okay...I want to pee."

This terrible ancestor, Xue Yinsong paused and asked: "Can you bear it for a while?"

The little scholar also opened his eyes with a bitter face: "I can't hold it any longer."

In fact, Xue Yinsong wanted to ejaculate a long time ago, fearing that he would not feel pleasure, he kept holding back, moved a few times quickly after hearing this, and ended hastily.

Although the flipping exercise just now was not intense, but he didn't do it for a month or so, Xiao Xiucai got up with some weakness in his legs, and closed his eyes to touch the bedside.

Xue Yinsong couldn't help but go under the bed to touch the chamber pot, and then helped the young master urinate well. This urination was considered a long time, and Xiao Xiu was relieved after finishing it for a while, rolled on the bed, turned over and fell asleep again.

Xue Yinsong's eagerness just now was worn away, he washed his hands in the basin in the corner and climbed onto the bed: "Daughter-in-law, come to sleep, let's talk."

"Oh, don't be annoying." Xiao Xiucai waved his hand impatiently.

Xue Yinsong didn't like hard and soft things. Hearing this, he pulled him hard, hugged him in his arms, and asked, "I'm just annoying you, what's the matter?"

The little scholar said kindly twice, without arguing with him, he hugged him and wanted to sleep again, but at this moment most of his drowsiness was gone, but what was left was unable to resist the other party's movements, so he had to open his eyes again: "What the hell is going on?" What are you going to do, can you tell people to live?"

"Ok, go to sleep, go to sleep." Xue Yinsong touched his hair, kissed him and hugged him: "Sleep, sleep, let's sleep together." His nose was right next to the scholar's ear, and he breathed and exhaled Although the sound of sucking is slight, it still has an impact, and the hair around the ear is blown back and forth so itchy, Xiao Xiucai couldn't help but push him: "How can you sleep here, can't you stay away."

One is loose and the other must be tight. The so-called strong women are afraid of being entangled. This word entanglement is also very effective if it is well played.Xue Yinsong knew this well, and posted it with a playful smile: "How can I sleep at a distance? Don't the couple have to hug each other to sleep?"

The little Xiucai wore a trouser belt around his waist all the way up and down, and finally got angry with a sullen expression on his face: "Where are the trousers? Give me back!"

Xue Yinsong hurriedly sat up, saw the mess on the bed, searched left and right to pick out a pair of underpants and put them on for him, Xiao Xiucai put them on and fastened his belt tightly, then he felt safe at last, closed his eyes and fell down sleep again.

Xue Yinsong was about to fall asleep too, when someone knocked on the door again: "Tiger! Tiger! I have to go to the wine shop, get up and watch some duck soup, don't burn it dry."

Little Xiucai pushed him quickly, but Xue Yinsong didn't let go, and replied: "If you don't add more firewood, it will be gone in a while!"

Xue Yinsong hurriedly sat up, saw the mess on the bed, searched left and right to pick out a pair of underpants and put them on for him, Xiao Xiucai put them on and fastened his belt tightly, then he felt safe at last, closed his eyes and fell down sleep again.

Xue Yinsong was about to fall asleep too, when someone knocked on the door again: "Tiger! Tiger! I have to go to the wine shop, get up and watch some duck soup, don't burn it dry."

Little Xiucai pushed him quickly, but Xue Yinsong didn't let go, and replied: "If you don't add more firewood, it will be gone in a while!"