Wearing a mountain village tuff

Shen Wujing directly brushed against the side of his face: "Why do you like to call this?"

Ye Baiyou: "You can bark if you like."

He turned his head and bumped into the man beside him with his shoulder tilted.Seeing that he was motionless, Ye Baiyou walked next to his arm instead.

"Where are you going?" Ye Baiyou asked.

Shen Wujing: "Is there anything else you can do for help?"

The two entered the kitchen.

Thirteen had just been warned, and now he raised his head and looked at the kitchen eagerly.He is not interested in the son and wife.

It's just that he didn't eat the steamed stuffed bun last time, and now looking at the slurry left by the groove of the stone mill, he's getting hungry again.

He grinds the mill in the courtyard like an old cow, and keeps praying in his heart that he will have a share of the things this time.

Mung beans are well ground.

Ye Baiyou carried it to the kitchen, poured a bucket of mung bean milk into gauze and washed it several times with water, and put the washed water aside.

Shen Wujing helped put the large water tank by the cabinet, and then stood up straight, her hands were grabbed by Ye Baiyou.

Brother slid his fingertips on his palm several times, as if confirming that he was not injured before letting go.

Shen Wujing held it with her backhand, smiling like a spring breeze.With the lightness of peach blossoms and the gentleness of spring sun. "What else to do?"

It seems that in order to match Ye Baiyou's height, Shen Wujing often leans slightly.If the long hair is loose, the black satin-like hair will fall down in strands.

Ye Baiyou often likes to grab a few strands and listen to his soft words while playing.The voice is low and slow, like a mountain stream pouring down in the forest, I just feel that listening to him is a kind of enjoyment.

Unfortunately, today he is wearing a hair crown.

Ye Baiyou grabbed his three fingers and shook them gently, with a flattering smile in his eyes.The request was made without hesitation: "I still have to chop the meat!"

It takes a few days to become a fan, but the pork you bought cannot be released.

Shen Wujing listened to him and looked at the cooked pork belly on the stove.Hands pinched the sleeves straight up. "What kind of chopping?"

Seeing this, Ye Baiyou snickered, and said honestly, "The size of a soybean."

After a while, the sound of knives falling to the cutting board came from the kitchen in an orderly manner. Thirteen sat cross-legged on the beam of the kitchen room, with a lazily whimpering cat lying on its side.

One person and one cat all stared at the meat diagonally below without blinking their eyes.

Ye Baiyou walked over to follow people from time to time, did nothing, just stood close to each other for a while.Then, with a happy face like a goblin who had sucked up enough yang energy, she walked briskly back to continue the face-to-face meeting.

The meat is chopped, and the noodles are almost ready.

Satisfied, he drove the people to light the fire, and Ye Baiyou started making stuffed meat with sauce.

Sauce pork buns have a sweet taste, and sweet noodle sauce is usually put in them when they are fried.Although I don't have it at home, it's easy to make.The main ingredient is flour.

Ye Baiyou took a bowl of Dahai, added water and stirred it into a paste.

Seeing the movements of his hands, Shen Wujing was puzzled and said, "Ayou wants to spread cakes?"

Ye Baiyou added sugar and soy sauce to the bowl one after another, and walked to Shen Wujing's side while stirring. He smiled and said, "Master Shen wants to eat pancakes?"

Shen Wujing had no choice but to push Ye Baiyou's eyebrows away with her fingertips.

"Ayou, there is no water in the pot."

The man's clothes were meticulously dressed, and there were no creases on the skirts.A head of ebony-like hair is tied high, with gentle eyebrows and gentle eyes.Obviously it has the most dignified and elegant appearance, but it also looks like a scorching lotus with a hook.

Ye Baiyou didn't notice it for a while, and almost fell into it.

He hurriedly stood up and poured oil into the pan.Pour the batter into the pan, stirring constantly with your hands.The batter gets darker and eventually becomes sticky.Ye Baiyou sprinkled some sugar and started the pot.

Put the oil again, add the meat and fry the diced meat.

After only a few stir-fry, the aroma of the meat will be released along with the fat, and the taste will become more and more fragrant.The sound of sizzling is buzzing in the big iron pot, put in soybean paste, and add the sweet noodle sauce just made.

Finally, pour in the chopped ginger and garlic, and the chives that Aunt Du Juan just brought over.

The hot oil is boiling hot, colliding with various seasonings such as onion and ginger.The broken fat is stirred, surrounded by all kinds of just right aromas, and blended with the meat.

On the beam, Xiaojing's cat almost fell into the pot, motionless.

"Meow-"

A rough cat meowed from the beam, and Ye Baiyou looked up and saw two different species, one person and one cat with the same eyes.

He pursed his lips and smiled, then added water mercilessly and covered the pot.

For the meat to be soft and rotten, it needs to be cooked for less than half an hour.

Taking advantage of his free time, Ye Baiyou leaned against Shen Wujing side by side with a small stool.Sitting on it, her body tilted, resting on Shen Wujing's shoulders like a boneless one.

Just like Xiaojing looked at the meat in the pot, Ye Baiyou also looked at Shen Wujing in the same way.

Warm and straightforward.

Shen Wujing withdrew his hand from the tongs and placed it on his lap casually.Even if a boneless person is pressed on the side, he still looks elegant and upright.

Ye Baiyou turned his head from side to side at this moment, feeling quite unable to sit still.

Waiting to see the hand of the person hanging on the knee.

The fingers are very long, even for practicing martial arts, the knuckles are not thick, but like Yuzhu.The texture is smooth and slender.

Ye Baiyou's eyes lit up, she raised her wrist, and put it directly on his lap.

Just about to touch it, Ye Baiyou looked up at Fangliang.Seeing that there was nothing but the cat, the corners of his mouth curled up and he covered it with his hands without hesitation.

The starting point is delicate, like the piece of white jade he gave himself.It's warm and hot, no matter how you pinch it, you can't pinch it enough.

Shen Wujing couldn't help laughing at his greedy look.

Why didn't Ayou like to cling to him so much before?

Shen Wujing moved her fingers, and Ye Baiyou, who was pinching his fingertips, also shook her hand slightly, looking at him in bewilderment.

"I still have to pass firewood."

Ye Baiyou looked down at the stove hole, then landed on his palm.

he hesitated...

Shen Wujing smiled lowly, withdrew her left hand, and replaced it with her right hand, which fell into brother's hand. "That's good."

The corners of Ye Baiyou's mouth fluttered, and she buried her face heavily in Shen Wujing's palm with a soft murmur.

It is fragrant, which is his favorite taste.Ye Baiyou has never seen him use incense, and even when he does laundry here, he only uses saponins.

Ye Baiyou's eyes were full of surprise.He straightened his head to look at him, then quickly lowered his head.

"Ayou."

"Huh?" The hair on Ye Baiyou's forehead was already messy.The hair hangs over the eyelids, a little itchy.But Ye Baiyou didn't want to let go, before Shen Wujing could speak, he lowered his head and brushed his hair away.

Shen Wujing lowered her eyes and fell on his messy forehead with broken hair.

"do you need my help?"

Ye Baiyou: "Yes!"

He raised his head, trying to see the appearance of the man through his fingers even though a hand was in front of his eyes.

"Okay." Shen Wujing withdrew her hand.

Unexpectedly hurt brother's sight, he felt like he was being burned.Rubbing your fingers carefully, the warmth and softness on them are still nostalgic.

"Master." The voice was sticky, as if it had fallen into the heart with a small hook.

Shen Wujing sighed lightly: "Yes."

Ye Baiyou: "Young Master Shen. Yan Yan."

Shen Wujing froze.

My brother always likes these titles that ordinary people find hard to say.Even his closest aunt only called him Ah Jing.

Ye Baiyou noticed the stiffness of the person on the side of his face, and thought he didn't like the name.After thinking about it, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He knelt on the small stool with one leg, supported Shen Wujing's leg with one hand, and put his hand on his shoulder.

Quietly said: "Sir."

Shen Wujing was stunned suddenly.

Ye Baiyou was facing his ear, Shen Wujingbai, it was very easy to tell if there was any change in his body.Ye Baiyou only slapped him away, watching his ears start to show a tinge of red from the inside out.

Like the morning glow, it is a faint red at first, and then it is like a raging fire, completely starting a prairie fire.

Ye Baiyou let out a "huh" and tilted her head in front of Shen Wujing.

"Brother Shen, your ears are red."

His eyes fell on Shen Wujing's face, and he looked away as if he was dodging.Ye Baiyou showed a triumphant smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Why is Brother Shen's face also red?"

Ye Baiyou fanned him in front of him, pretending to be concerned: "Is it too hot in front of the stove, I'll cool you down."

Shen Wujing clearly saw the hook at the corner of Ye Baiyou's mouth.

He clenched and loosened his fingers, and in an instant, his fingertips landed on the corner of his brother's mouth.He tapped Ye Baiyou's mouth lightly, like a dandelion.

Ye Baiyou blinked, and suddenly felt that the man had changed.

He tentatively looked into Shen Wujing's eyes, but was attracted by those long eyelashes that were curly and dense like a forest.

Without even noticing it, on her lips, the fingertips that were as white as snow on the top of the mountain rubbed into her lips from the corner of her mouth.

Ye Baiyou only felt itchy, and habitually pursed his lips and licked it.

Suddenly, his heart trembled.

There was a chill down the back, and before he had time to run away, his waist tightened.

He was hugged and sat in Shen Wujing's arms.

Ye Baiyou smiled flatteringly.

"Master Shen, what, I'll go and see if we need to add water to the pot."

Saying that, Ye Baiyou pretended to be nonchalant and got up.

But the waist was imprisoned by the iron-like hand, and he remained motionless.

Shen Wujing pinched her brother's slender waist, because he was sitting on her lap, she needed to look up at him.Shen Wujing rubbed her fingertips, like a snake wrapped around her body and wandering where to bite.

Ye Baiyou faltered all of a sudden.

His voice was weak, and his eyes were full of begging for mercy. "Wrong, I was wrong."

His hands immediately clutched Shen Wujing's skirt, as if seeking comfort.The good clothes were wrinkled by him, but Shen Wujing didn't seem to notice.

His eyes are foxy, full of confusion and possessiveness that Ye Baiyou is familiar with and afraid of.Inch by inch, like the autumn hoarfrost, the leaves of pomelo are covered in thin layers.

From the eyebrows down, stay an inch on the small but vivid tear mole.It slid down to the bridge of the nose again, passed over the earlobes that were as moist as shellfish, and finally landed on the red lips that smiled wantonly just now.

My brother's facial features are already good, after raising him well.Lip color becomes more intense.

Shen Wujing's eyes darkened.

Opening his eyes, he smiled lightly at Ye Baiyou.

Ye Baiyou thought he would let her go, but just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she was suppressed by the shadow.

Undeniable, strong and gentle.

The author says:

感谢在2022-08-2720：22：52-2022-08-2818：51：16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 coaxing ghost;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Nanxun. 10 bottles; 2 bottles of geloly; 1 bottle of Romance;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!