The Sweet Little Fulang

The candlelight flickered slightly, and the dim candlelight reflected on Shen Xuanqing's face. The resolute and cold face seemed to soften a bit. He lowered his head to peel the chestnuts. The keenness he acquired from hunting made him aware of something. When he looked up, he saw Lu Gu dazed. eyes.

Caught off guard into those pair of star pupils, the candles reflected in Shen Xuanqing's eyes, bright and a little softer, Lu Gu suddenly became at a loss, and hurriedly looked away.

He lowered his head and was embarrassed, and wanted to cover up the rude behavior of staring at him just now, so he stuffed the chestnuts into his mouth. Raw chestnuts are not as sweet as ripe ones, but they are not crunchy and sweet. He even picked up the chestnuts and peeled them himself. , can't wait for others to peel him off.

Shen Xuanqing was also stunned for a moment, he didn't understand love, but he was happy to live with Lu Gu, he didn't know what Lu Gu was thinking when he saw him, he wanted to ask, but seeing Lu Gu was so nervous, The words that come out of my mouth can't come out.

Then he lowered his head and smiled, and passed the chestnuts in his hand again, pretending not to notice anything, and said: "It's late at night, it's better to eat less raw things, and fry them in the sun for two days. If you want to eat them again, I'll pick them up again." .”

"En." Lu Gu nodded obediently. He chewed the one in his mouth and peeled off the one in his hand. He hesitated for a while and wanted to pass it to Shen Xuanqing, but he didn't make any moves yet. Shen Xuanqing lowered his head and peeled it off by himself. After eating one, I had to rest my mind.

It was getting late, and the stomach felt uncomfortable after eating too much of this food. After eating a few, they went to the east room with candlesticks to make a bed for monk Huitong.

There was an extra person, it was not easy for Lu Gu to wash his face in the yard, so Shen Xuanqing brought a basin into the room for him to wash, and brought in water for washing his feet.

After the monk Huitong finished eating, Shen Xuanqing chatted with him for a while, Lu Gu didn't intend to listen to what he was saying, and besides the door was closed, he couldn't hear clearly, so he lay down first after washing.

The night was dim, and the room was not lit. He lay on his back and looked at the roof. For a while, he thought about weaving two bamboo plaques tomorrow. I have to pickle the cress tomorrow, and Shen Xuanqing will be able to taste it the next morning.

He turned over and closed his eyes, and there was a faint voice of someone talking outside the door, as if he was blocked by the door.

The emptiness around him made him a little uncomfortable, but he didn't notice anything because of his dullness, and when he fell asleep and stopped thinking about things, he fell asleep soundly.

The habit is there, but not to the point of being intolerable or even noticeable.

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Early the next morning, Monk Huitong left some herbs and bid farewell to Shen Xuanqing and Lugu.

The kindly-eyed monk chanted the Buddha's name, bowed his head slightly and gave a small salute, raised his head again, turned and left.

The night was dark last night, Lu Gu didn't dare to look around at people, until now he saw the face of Monk Huitong clearly, when he met those eyes, he suddenly knew what "compassion" is.

The two of them went back to the yard again, Lu Gu went to boil water to heat the steamed buns, Shen Xuanqing evenly put the medicinal herbs on the bamboo plaque to dry, they are common medicinal herbs for treating typhoid fever, it is good to prepare some, and take the chestnuts to the yard by the way Sun for a few days.

The stupid tit in the firewood house cooed like a chicken, but the sound was more dull. Although this thing is called a tit, it can’t fly. It looks stupid and big, with sharp claws and a long beak. Come here to peck and scratch a few claw marks, blood will flow profusely immediately, most people don't dare to scratch, and it is hidden deep in the old forest, which is rare in recent years.

The stupid tit meat is not very delicious, but the feathers are bright and beautiful, and are quite popular among Fucheng people, and they are used to decorate screens or other things.

When Shen Xuanqing caught it, he only hurt its wings, and tied it with hemp rope before approaching. He carried a small bundle of chicken grass into the firewood house, and threw it in front of the stupid tit that was tied up and couldn't escape. If he wasn't there, he couldn't call Lu Gu approached, otherwise it would be enough to be pecked.

He took another look at the hemp rope on the stupid tit's feet, and found that it had been pecked a little bit. The thing's beak was really sharp, so he turned around and took a thicker and stronger hemp rope to tie it again.

"The door of the firewood room is closed. Don't open it until I come back. This stupid chickadee broke two strands of the hemp rope with its beak." He bolted the door of the firewood room and told Lu Gu.

Lu Gu is timid, and he can be said to obey his words, so there is no one who would not listen.

After eating, Shen Xuanqing took the dog and left. There was no big ashes left today. Lu Gu watched them go far away, turned around and returned to the yard, and remembered that the bamboo strips were all placed in the woodshed. He didn’t remember when Shen Xuanqing bolted the door. Now I have to give up.

Since he stopped weaving bamboo plaques, he saw that there were some unsplit logs piled up in the courtyard, so he simply took a long ax to chop firewood.

This ax is heavy, but fortunately he is used to the work, so he won't be unable to swing it. There is also skill in chopping wood. With a swing of both hands, the weight of the ax is used to chop down, and the wood will be split in one go without much effort. strength.

He chopped all the firewood by himself for less than half an hour, and piled it up neatly. Seeing that there was not much firewood left, Shen Xuanqing cast a net into the river the day before yesterday, and he might have fish later. In the evening, stew a fish soup with a small medicine stove.

Thin firewood is better for stewing things, and the fire will not burn it dry, so he took a stool and a small ax and sat in the yard to chop the firewood finer.

In the woods outside, the birds were singing crisply, and they turned several turns like a song, one after another, Lu Gu sat in the yard and listened while working, thinking in his heart, could it be that these birds are talking just like people.

The mountains are quiet, so listening to these sounds can be regarded as a kind of fun.

After chopping the firewood and sweeping the sawdust, Lu Gu carried the fish basket and basket to the river. Yesterday he came back a little late and did not come. Now he saw that there were three fish in the net, one big and two small, because of the large mesh. , the small one is also longer than his palm.

These three fish must have been trapped for a long time and did not break free. They looked rather listless at the moment. He collected them and killed them on a flat stone on the shore. He took out the internal organs and threw them into a basket to take Go back and feed the ducks.

The chicks and ducklings that Shen Xuanqing bought back were not too small, and after several days of raising them, they were ready to be eaten, just chop them up.

After killing the fish, he digs earthworms in the mud by the river, which can be eaten by chickens and ducks.

Before Lu Gu went back with the fish basket, he grabbed the aquatic plants by the river and the chicken grass on the ground. He didn't think much about it. He felt that people should eat vegetables and meat, and the ducks and chickens ate earthworms and fish offal. , No, you have to eat some grass to relieve the greasy.

On the way back from the river, you can see the large dense fence they surrounded, which is for him to raise chickens, but because he is too rare for chickens and ducks, he wants to raise them in the backyard for another two days to make them a little bigger Let it out again, otherwise if it is too small, what should I do if I can't beat the big bugs, or it will choke.

The little paws of the chick are just that big, and they are incomparable with the big hen. He can't even think about how to hold the bug down with such small paws.

No one knew about his worries, and fortunately no one knew, otherwise people would laugh at him for being childish and careless.

Using a knife for chopping chicken grass, he crushed the ground dragon and fish viscera, crushed the grass and mixed them together, then Lu Gu took the food bowl to the backyard to feed the chickens and ducks.

Touching the fluffy chickens, he felt satisfied. When they grow up, they will be able to lay eggs and duck eggs. Ji Qiuyue told him that Shen Xuanqing loves eggs. He never dared to forget that hens lay eggs every day If so, Shen Xuanqing would have eggs to eat every day.

As for duck eggs, there is a river here, and many people raise ducks, but because duck eggs are more fishy than eggs, salted eggs are often pickled instead of fried. People like it, but he doesn't know much about it yet. When he really saves duck eggs, whether they are sold or pickled, Shen Xuanqing should not care, then he can be the master for a while.

After thinking about it, he realized that he was thinking too far, and he felt a little embarrassed himself.

Lu Gu went back to the front yard and saw that the goji berries he had picked earlier had dried up. While the things were turning red, it was better to get more, so he put the bamboo basket on his back, put the hatchet and scissors, locked the door and went out.

Not far from the courtyard, there is a field of wild wolfberry, which is full of red branches. He cut off the branches full of small red fruits with scissors, bundled them up and put them into bamboo baskets. When it was full, he picked up two small wolfberry trees that could be chopped and had more fruit, and he could drag them back even if they were not easy to carry.

A busy morning has passed, and the Lugu medlar has not been picked from the branches, so I made a simple lunch for myself.

He continued to work after eating, and when the goji berries were finished and the cress was soaked in the jar, he had time to sit and rest under the eaves for a while.

There are fish and boiled lard in the kitchen, green snails and small purple crabs soaked in water and spit out sand, vegetables are grown in the yard, there are four or five bamboo plaques on wooden shelves to dry things, wolfberry black fungus fungus and medicinal materials, Lu Gu saw that all of these were more or less related to him, and after passing through his hands, he could also eat and use them, and even sell them for money.

He still remembers when he was not full before, so he is more grateful and satisfied now that he is full, and he is never tired of working, because he can also share a share of these things.

After resting, he went to his room to get a sewing basket. He had been busy going up the mountain for the past few days, so he didn't have time to make a purse.

People who are capable of embroidery are generally dexterous, and Lu Gu is like this. He was not likely to get suntan when he was young, and his fingers looked fine and white.But his hands are different from those who only do embroidery work. They often have scars or scratches. After all, they often work, and the palms of their hands are not delicate.

He sat alone in the yard embroidering things without being disturbed, and the purse came out in the afternoon, and the smaller purse also figured out a tiger pattern for Shen Xuanqing to use.

When he used to embroider sachets and medicine pouches, he knew that men in towns would also use patterns of flowers and plants. He said it was elegant, because Shen Xuanqing was taller than others, and all Lu Gu could think of were patterns like lions, tigers and leopards. Afraid that Shen Xuanqing would not want it.

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In the evening, Shen Xuanqing came back.The fish soup stewed on the medicine stove was gurgling, and the smell of vegetables wafted from the kitchen, and the new money bag that Lu Gu handed over carefully, saying it was for him, surprised him and pleased him a bit.

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The author has something to say:

Double update at [-]:[-] tomorrow night~

Keep in mind, you can’t shoot birds on the mountain and in the forest casually. It’s illegal, and it seems illegal to use bird feathers as ornaments. I don’t know much about this, but it’s best not to do it. The profession is also a hunter. I will fight whatever I encounter in the mountains. There is a certain degree of randomness. Because of the superficial reasons, it is also different from the reality. Please don’t use the actual law to copy the text, thank you.