Wearing a mountain village tuff

The mountain village is quiet and suitable for recuperation after injury, but it will become a bit boring after staying for a long time.It's better to follow my brother and have some fun.

The clear paddy field is like a mirror, reflecting the blue picture scroll of the sky.Bounded by layers of field ridges, the painting mirror is divided into small pieces, each of which includes a beautiful scene.

On the field ridge, a person wearing a blue bunt strayed into the painting.

The plain hand stirred the water in the field, causing waves to rise in all directions, making people look at it involuntarily.

Ye Baiyou put the internal organs away, and squatted wantonly on the field.He took out the chicken intestines in the basin, straightened them out and cut them open with scissors.

Shen Wujing, who thought he was here to bury his internal organs, was extinguished all of a sudden to enjoy the scenery.

He frowned and said, "Is this for food?"

Ye Baiyou trembled violently, and all the things in his hands fell into the field.While picking it up with his hands, he stared at Shen Wujing with deep resentment. "You want to scare me to death!"

"Feel sorry."

Ye Baiyou snorted and continued to cut the chicken intestines in his hand. "Don't eat and waste, not to mention that this thing is delicious when it's done."

Chicken offal with pickled peppers, the god of chicken offal!

Ye Baiyou swallowed, feeling a little hungry.

At that time, people did not eat offal, because it was a place to pretend to be filthy.

Shen Wujing saw his excitement as if dazed, and her heart suddenly soured.He turned his eyes away, and said in a rough voice, "If you want to eat, then grab it, there's no need..."

"It's not easy to catch, where are there so many on the mountain?" Ye Baiyou threw down the scissors and scolded him, "You see you have been out for so long, and you only caught one."

Shen Wujing remained silent.

Can he say that it was just hit by the way?

But he didn't allow him to think about it, the chicken intestines were broken, even if he stood a few steps away, he could still smell the fishy smell.

Shen Wujing quietly took a step back.

Ye Baiyou caught a glimpse of his movements, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and he tried to persuade him: "This is also meat, when the time comes, brother, you should eat more, so that your health will be better."

Shen Wujing said dumbly: "Shen has no luck."

He frowned, and the eyes of the flying Danfeng were full of disgust.Especially the lips that were pursed into a straight line, as if they were forced to be stuffed into his mouth.

The corners of Ye Baiyou's mouth turned up even higher, and he grabbed the plant ash and sprinkled it on the cut chicken intestines and began to rub it.

"You don't dislike loaches full of sand, so what can't you eat?"

Shen Wujing quibbled: "Before, it was forced by the situation and I had to eat."

The water flow in the elbow-wide gap brought impact, and Ye Baiyou put a mass of black chicken intestines in his hand, and it was quickly washed away.

After washing it five or six times, it is almost clean.

Seeing the man standing like a statue on the bank, Ye Baiyou felt teased again.

"Although sparrows are small, they also have meat."

"Although it can't be fried, it tastes good if you put the chicken inside and stew it together."

Shen Wujing looked at Ye Baiyou with a look of embarrassment: "It's better to separate."

Ye Baiyou's smile flickered: "It's better to stew together."

Shen Wujing let out a muffled cough!

"What? Are you sick again?" Ye Baiyou was worried on the surface, but was actually rolling with laughter in his heart.

"If you are sick, you should eat more."

"Look at how clean I am." Ye Baiyou grabbed the meat in his hand and leaned over, "Or do you check?"

"No problem, no need." Shen Wujing held his breath, flicked his sleeves, and left quickly.

Ye Baiyou let out a muffled laugh, and then leisurely picked up the things and went back to the kitchen.

bedroom.

"Young Master's message has been sent." In the room, Shen Er stood behind Shen Wujing.

Shen Wujing was still frowning, but her expression was not as relaxed as before.He just said: "Send someone from the mountain as soon as possible."

"Yes!" Shen Er cupped his fists.

"The big brother in the house has eaten." Ye Baiyou knocked on the door and didn't go in.

Thinking of how long he has been called "Big Brother", it's as if he's used to it, and he doesn't even want to tell him his name.

He muttered about it and called out again.

The door opened, and Shen Er came out from the middle.

Seeing him holding the food in both hands, the burly man bent down to take it, but Ye Baiyou stepped aside slightly.

"Your share is in the kitchen," he said, stepping over the threshold.

Shen Wujing was sitting at the table, and now it was rare to see her elder brother bring the food in person.

He winked at Shen Er, and the big man guarding the door left by himself.

“Fresh Chicken Soup!”

Ye Baiyou smiled brightly, and handed it to Shen Wujing before him. "Drink it, how does it taste?"

This face is smiling, like a procuress who sells girls and brothers.

Shen Wujing didn't move, her cold eyes drooped.

The golden chicken soup in the bowl swirled, and finally calmed down with a few bubbles.

The color of the chicken soup is golden, the aroma is strong but not greasy, and the taste is expected to be good.

But when she thought of the intestines her brother made today, Shen Wujing suddenly lost her appetite.

"I'm not hungry, I'll keep you eating."

He turned away and pointed the back of half of his head at Ye Baiyou.Feeling so uncomfortable again, he touched his side and took out a book.

The pages of the book were turned, eyes staring.Invisibly exudes the breath of chasing guests.

"Goo-"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of stomach growling could be clearly heard in the room.

Ye Baiyou blinked her eyes, hiding her smile.

His ending sound was drawn out, and it sounded a bit annoying: "I'm really not hungry, so whose stomach is screaming?"

Shen Wujing gave him a cold look, turned her back and didn't talk to him.

"Hahaha!!" Ye Baiyou finally couldn't hold back, and laughed so hard that he leaned forward.

He had never seen a man look like this before, and he looked exactly the same as his five-year-old little cousin when he was sulking.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Ye Baiyou took a deep breath to calm down that smile.

Seeing that people couldn't be funny anymore, Ye Baiyou returned to seriousness: "There is no such thing in it, it's just chicken."

Shen Wujing's back was like a pine, and she was as motionless as a mountain.

"Really, I didn't lie to you, or you can go to the pot to see?"

Shen Wujing turned the pages of the book, but still didn't move.

Seeing that he was really angry, Ye Baiyou bulged her cheeks.After a while, he collected his thoughts and left in silence.

After all, he was presumptuous.

He went back to the kitchen and filled a big bowl of meat again, and brought it into the room.Ye Baiyou stood behind Shen Wujing and made a big bow.

"Brother, I was wrong, please forgive me."

Shen Wujing's fingers resting on the book slightly curled up, and she pinched a corner to turn the page.

Ye Baiyou bowed and waited for a long time before the sound of turning the pages of the book.He scratched his head helplessly.

It seems to really annoy people.

It takes time to calm down, Ye Baiyou still knows this.He simply straightened up and planned to come back tomorrow.

"Shen Wujing."

"What?" Ye Baiyou had already stepped over the threshold, and came back quickly after listening to the sound.

"name."

Shen Wujing put down the book, and straightened her wide sleeves with downcast eyes.

"Shen Wujing. Which scene is that Wu?" Ye Baiyou casually asked for something, with a bright smile unconsciously on his face.

Very good, if you are willing to talk to someone, you have already calmed down.

As a result, when he asked, the aura around the man suddenly became cold like ice.

Ye Baiyou was invited out.

The author says:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: the little believer who lives in the house;

Hugging and circling——