brown sugar eggs

Early the next morning, Chen Suone sent Cai Xiaojing down the mountain.

Cai Xiaojing walked behind, let alone chatting up, she didn't dare to fart.

Originally, she planned to slip away by herself, not wanting to trouble others, but she laughed so hard that she was caught when she opened the courtyard door.

There is a cold thick fog in the mountains.

The flowers, plants and trees are all wet, and the soil is very soft, and there is a foot of mud on it.

Cai Xiaojing bent down to press the loose buckle of the cloth shoes, and watched Uncle Chen leave her behind, she hurriedly chased after her.

One big and one small walked through the deep mountains and old forests in the morning mist, and walked to the foot of the mountain.

The morning glow seemed to erupt in an instant.

Chen Yang raised his head, his pupils were bright red, like splashed ink.He pursed his lips and thought, wondering if that person likes to watch the sunrise.

Cai Xiaojing felt that Uncle Chen had an indescribably sad and pessimistic feeling. She didn't want to disturb him very much, but she wanted to urinate and couldn't hold it anymore.

"Uncle Chen, I can go ahead by myself." Cai Xiaojing summoned up her courage to speak.

Chen Suan looked around and found that there were people fishing in the ditch, and some were digging the ground so early, so he raised his head to the little girl, turned and walked up the mountain.

After Cai Xiaojing hurriedly wiped the sweat off her face, she rolled up her sweater sleeves and rested on her hips.

There were old and new bruises on both exposed arms.

Pinched out.

After Cai Xiaojing recovered, she turned to a small road, opened her hands as she walked, and touched the locust trees on both sides.

Sophora japonica blooms in summer, beautiful and delicious.

At that time, she made Sophora japonica steamed stuffed buns, which she could take to the mountain for Brother Baiyu to eat.

As soon as Cai Xiaojing's footsteps stopped, she picked up her sweater, looked at the wallet stuffed between her trousers waist and belly, and looked cautiously in her childish eyes: "It can't be left at home..."

Gotta find a place to hide.

It took Cai Xiaojing a long time to decide where to hide her wallet. After she hid it, she took a detour and kowtowed many times to the grave of her grandmother who loved her a lot.

I beg my grandma to bless me to get into a good high school and go out.

I beg grandma to bless brother Baiyu to get rid of the serious illness, stay healthy and live a long life.

The tofu made years ago was gone, but Liang Baiyu still wanted to eat it, and Chen Suone soaked soybeans overnight.

It is almost soaked, and it is prepared according to the amount of one liter of soybeans and one glass of gypsum.

Chen Suone took a small brush to clean the stone mill in the utility room, and ground the beans neatly.

Liang Baiyu sat by and watched, occasionally scooping up a spoonful of beans and putting them into the small holes in the graphite, watching them go down little by little.

"Put some water in it." Chen Song grabbed the wooden shaking hand and turned it around.

"I know... Adding water won't turn it into dry powder. My family used to do this too. I just forgot..." Liang Baiyu muttered, hooked the long iron spoon over, got some water from the basin containing soybeans, and poured it out. into the hole.

The round grinding disc under the graphite also has a hole through which soybean milk will flow out, but the hole is small, and a circle of soybean milk has accumulated around the disc.

Liang Baiyu scraped the soybean milk together with a spoon, and put it into the red plastic bucket on the ground that was aligned with the hole.

Chen Song caught the fun and childishness in his eyes, and took a few more glances.

The process of grinding soybeans is very simple and boring.

Chen Song never thought that this matter could also be linked to Wen Xin, he whispered: "Is it fun?"

"It's fun." Liang Baiyu stomped on his feet like a kitten, "Hurry up and grind."

Chen Suone speeded up.

After the beans were ground, Liang Baiyu also fell asleep, lying on Chen Suone's lap.

It's not so much that he doesn't feel the muscles he's leaning on are hard, nor does he feel uncomfortable in the posture, it's better to say that when he's asleep, his consciousness completely disappears, and he loses contact with his own senses and the whole world.

When Liang Baiyu woke up, it was already afternoon. When he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Suone, and asked, "Where's the tofu?"

Chen Suone closed his sour eyes.

"Did you not do it?" Liang Baiyu sat up slowly.

Chen Suone stretched out his hand and let him support it: "Yes."

"Wait for me?" Liang Baiyu smiled, "Then I'm going, I want to eat tofu."

Chen Song brought him shoes.

"Did your dad take a nap?" Liang Baiyu brushed his long hair aside. When he bowed his head and put on his shoes, his face, which had lost a lot of weight, was still delicate, but it had the feeling of a corpse just crawling out of a coffin.

"Yes." Chen Su was absent-minded.

Liang Baiyu whispered, "I dare not even go to his house."

Chen Suone looked at his charming and affectionate eyes, and suddenly raised his hands to cover them.

Liang Baiyu stopped putting on his shoes, and smiled softly: "Why, you want to kiss me?"

As he spoke, he brought his face closer, his delicate and pale lips slightly pouted, this move was full of flirtatious invitations.

Chen Su put down his hand and went out by himself.

Liang Baiyu pursed his lips and coughed, his throat smelled of rust. He brushed his hair and said innocently, "What's the matter?"

"Knowingly asking."

Liang Baiyu played with the buttons of his shirt and said to himself: "No one wants to kiss a sick ghost."

At this point in time, whether it is digging in the fields, watering vegetables, or jumping rubber bands on the rice beds... everything is lazy.

Chen Suone boiled a pot of water and soaked it, then put soybean milk in an old cloth and squeezed it for a while, put the squeezed water in the pot and boil it, put it in the vat, add the gypsum prepared in advance, and cover it with an old mill with.

"What do I want to do?" Liang Baiyu leaned against the wall, there were bacon and salted chicken hanging on his left and right sides, and the fragrance enveloped his whole body.

"No need." Chen Suone soaked a bowl of sugar water for him, then turned to wash the pot.

The pot is washed and the tofu is almost ready.

Before Liang Baiyu finished drinking the syrup, he began to eat tofu flower with several spoons of brown sugar added. After he took two bites, his limbs suddenly became stiff.

This kind of situation happened too many times, and he became numb. He didn't show any abnormality, but just sat there as if nothing had happened.

Chen Song looked over.

"Need to vomit." Liang Baiyu looked disgusted.

Chen Suone's face tightened, and he strode towards him.

"You're kidding." Liang Baiyu stood up holding the table, his hands were slightly sticky with the sweet water of tofu flower, and he raised his hands in front of Chen Suone.

Chen Suone took Liang Baiyu's hand and wiped it with a wet rag: "Are you really kidding me?"

"Yes, yes..." Liang Baiyu smiled like a child who knows that he has done something wrong and will not change it next time.

Chen Suone stared at him without saying a word, his gaze was neither harsh nor harsh, nor did he seem to be persuasive.

Rather vulnerable, pleading.

Liang Baiyu stopped smiling.

"Well, I may have caught a cold, and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable." He pursed his lips, "I'm much better now, I'm fine."

The ending sound was still sticking to the tip of his tongue, so he turned his head and spit it out.

Chen Suone's heartbeat stopped suddenly, and he was at a loss as to grab Liang Baiyu's trembling waist.

When Liang Baiyu recovered, he found that there was no blood clot in the food residue he vomited, and he let out a calm sigh of relief.

Not quite there yet.

"What Liu Kuan said last year was all fake and fabricated." Liang Baiyu met Chen Suone's red eyes and said abruptly, "The fact is that he locked me in the toilet of the bus station and raped me. He is so ugly and has bad breath, if I don't touch him, I almost beat him to death, and he is taking revenge on me."

Seeing that the man was dumb, Liang Baiyu leaned on his shoulder: "Don't you believe me?"

Chen Suk stood on the spot and let him lean on him, his voice was very dry: "Why didn't you explain to everyone?"

Liang Baiyu closed her moist eyes: "Be lazy."

The kitchen fell into dead silence.

Chen Suone pressed the barrier button to suppress the violent surge of pheromone, so that the forehead was bulging with blue veins, and the facial muscles were slightly distorted.

The person in his arms has a way of living that is different from ordinary people and deviates from the worldly routine.

Chen Song had no way to say a serious word of accusation to him, so he could only feel sorry for himself.

That evening, people came to the village again.

This time it was not Cai Xiaojing, but the son of the old village chief, who stood proudly in front of the door and said that his father wanted to see Liang Baiyu, and asked Liang Baiyu to go down the mountain quickly.

No one paid attention to him except the little black dog.

Two days later, the old village head came over in person. His health was much worse than last year, and he was about to die. He was carried up the mountain by his two sons on boards.

This incident alarmed Chen Fugui, so the old village chief entered the courtyard of Chen's house and saw Liang Baiyu who was lying in bed reading.

The old village head asked his sons to go out, and told them to close the door so that Chen Song could not come in.

After the door was closed, he said to Liang Baiyu: "I thought you would go down the mountain to rebuild the old house in the next year, but I didn't expect you to stay in the Chen family forever."

Liang Baiyu turned a page and read along with her lips moving lightly.

The old village chief didn't get angry when he was ignored: "Son, if you don't come to me, I can only come to you."

This title sounds strange and friendly.

Liang Baiyu retched and got out of bed to pour water to drink, a hand with age spots grabbed him.

After a subtle and uncomfortable silence, he shook off that hand, revealing the old village chief's first emotion after entering the house - gloomy.

This is the same as he usually shows like two people.

When the old village chief saw Liang Baiyu's reaction, the thoughts and speculations in his heart that had been turbulent for several days were all confirmed.

From last autumn to the end of the year, every event and life in the village was well connected from his point of view.

Although there are some reasons why he still can't think of it.

But he didn't have the time or energy to think about it. He came here for his own sake.

"When you come back, it's not because you're homesick, but because you want to investigate matters related to your parents." The old village chief spoke in a muddy voice.

Liang Baiyu went to pour water.

The old village head accepted him as acquiescence: "Then when are you going to deal with me?"

Boiling water was poured into the tank, splashing a mist.

Liang Baiyu put down the water bottle, and pulled off the sticky pieces of plastic: "Why should I deal with you?"

"About herbal medicine." The old village chief spat out a few words from his shriveled mouth.

"You're talking about the herbal medicine that every household has prepared a jar to get through the fever and saved countless people?" Liang Baiyu said quietly.

The old village chief was sure that Liang Baiyu knew everything, but now he pretended not to understand. His yellowed nails were picking at his gray and thinning hair, and there was a faint look of memory in his eyes.

In the past, outsiders were not welcome in the village.

In order to live here, the Liang family gave him a bag of medicinal seeds, which they said could inhibit pheromones.

At that time, he couldn't understand a word, what glands and pheromones were all regarded as fart, he was young and energetic, and was fascinated by the earth-shattering beauty like other men, he didn't want to take it for himself, felt that he was not worthy, and fantasized is blasphemy.

Leaning on crutches, his father said that the Liang family's daughter-in-law is a scourge, she cannot stay and must be driven away.

Unexpectedly, on that day, someone in the next village showed the characteristics of differentiation described by the couple.

"I'm the village head. I took out the seeds and explained the use of the second gender. Everyone believed it. If outsiders said it, it would be regarded as nonsense." The old village head sighed, "Later I want to talk about it in a meeting, your parents I don't think it's necessary."

Liang Baiyu sneered very lightly.

"It's been so long, and no one has testified for me. It's normal if you don't believe it, but I have to say two things. Your parents' accident has involved several families, which has caused many people's anger and resentment. They want to smash your house , I stopped it." The old village head threw out the lines he had prepared a long time ago, "If it weren't for me, your family would have disappeared."

Liang Baiyu didn't make a sound.

"Also, after you returned to the village, I didn't listen to everyone's opinions and drove you out of the village." The old village chief paused for a while, and could hardly sit still. He said in an old and weak voice, "I didn't How many lives have been paid, I hope you can see that the matter of herbs can be buried with me for the sake of protecting your home."

He picked and picked a lot and said a lot, nothing more than selling misery and sincerity before he died, begging Liang Baiyu not to expose himself.

Over the years, he could have countless opportunities to say that the herbal medicine was brought into the village by the Liang family who were viciously and insulted by all kinds, and everyone was indebted to them.

He did not say.

I have no plans to say anything.

The old village head waited for a long time but didn't get the answer he wanted, and his kind mask of showing weakness gradually fell off.

"Even if you go down the mountain and talk nonsense, no one will believe you."

This is a fact, he understands it very well in his heart, but he still doesn't want his next generation to be involved in this old matter after his death.

I don't want anyone to talk about it in the future, so I took his family in and walked into the muddy water of the Liang family.

Liang Baiyu looked at the old man whose oil was exhausted and his lamp was dry. After watching for a while, he pointed to the door and said with a smile, "Get lost."