"You wait for me here."
After Wu Dahu left this sentence, he jumped out like an arrow leaving the string. His muscles were tense and his body was vigorous.
In front of a sudden empty out of a piece, song QingHan even feel a little uncomfortable, a person standing in situ, helpless to pull the sleeve.
According to Wu Dahu, there are wild boars and foxes in this mountain. What if a big tiger suddenly sprang up to eat him? Although the body is not in good condition now, it is still alive at all. If it is alive, there is hope. If it dies, it will be dead.
He thinks wildly, his heart beats like a war drum, any little wind and grass can frighten him to death.
Suddenly, there was a rustle in the Bush on the left. He stepped back and looked at it in horror.
"Ah --"
after seeing that Wu Dahu was coming, he covered his mouth and took the scream back into his throat.
Wu Dahu was stunned. Seeing his legs trembling, he quickly stepped forward to support him and asked with heartache, "are you scared? It's me who took a short cut. "
Song QingHan patted his chest, his face slightly red, as if he did not expect his timid side to be seen.
There was a flash of red in front of him. He fixed his eyes and exclaimed, "ah! You're hurt
Wu Dahu looked down at his right arm and laughed. He didn't care about the tunnel: "nothing, skin injury."
With that, he raised his left hand to show the fat hare, his eyes shining, and said, "I can give you more food tonight."
Unexpectedly, song QingHan was not happy, but his face sank. He grabbed his injured right arm and asked in a cold voice, "what did you hurt? How much blood has been shed? Did you touch anything dirty just now
This is song QingHan's occupational disease. He not only pays attention to the maintenance of his body, but also can't see others spoil his body, especially those related to himself.
Wu Dahu looked serious when he saw song QingHan. He slowly put away his smile, frowned and thought for a moment. He said, "I just ran too fast. I was scratched by a branch. I didn't get much blood and didn't touch anything dirty."
Song QingHan's face slowed down, but it was still ugly. He said, "go back, I'll deal with it for you to avoid infection."
Wu Dahu even felt shocked by song QingHan's momentum. He nodded obediently and led the way forward.
About today, I have caught a hare. The task is not so heavy. I'll wait for song QingHan to take a nap and then come out and look around to see if I can meet some prey again.
After they went back, song QingHan's first thing was to burn a pot of boiling water. After scalding the towel with boiling water, he carefully wiped a circle around Wu Dahu's wound. When the blood stains were wiped off, he saw that the wound was not too deep, so he didn't bandage him. He only said, "don't let the wound touch water, don't touch dirty things, and don't buckle after scab, so as to avoid scar 。”
Wu Dahu didn't care about the smile and said: "it's OK for a man to leave a scar."
Song QingHan glared at him and said, "I don't like it!"
As soon as the words came out, both of them were silent, and the air became stagnant.
Song QingHan was a little embarrassed. He thought whether he liked it or not had something to do with Wu Dahu. He would not touch his skin all day.
Before he ran away, Wu Dahu suddenly "um" and said earnestly, "I will not leave scar after that."
Fortunately, song QingHan had turned around when he said this sentence, so he didn't see his slightly flushed face.
Song QingHan walked into the kitchen and just took out the yam in the basket, Wu Dahu stopped his hand and said, "I'll come, you say."
At the moment of their skin touching each other, song QingHan had a feeling of electric shock. After reaction, he stroked his forehead and said that he must be tired to hallucinate.
Business matters. Under the command of song QingHan, wudahu washed the yam with water and didn't even remove the skin. Instead, it was cut into small pieces three fingers wide and steamed in a steamer.
After steaming, the fragrance of yam is overflowing, and the white glutinous inside looks fresh and delicious.
Wudahu peeled the yam, blew it, and put it into song QingHan's mouth.
Song QingHan finally felt that his mouth was not so weak after taking a bite, but he felt that he was like a child and he had to feed Wu Dahu. However, if he was allowed to take it by himself, the yam was too hot...
he did not know what Wu Dahu's hands were made of, and he was not afraid of being hot at all.
After feeding song QingHan, Wu Dahu peeled a yam and put it into his mouth.
As he ate, his eyes began to shine. He said happily to song QingHan: "I didn't expect that this itch stick is so delicious after being cooked!"
Song QingHan rolled his eyes and corrected: "yam is not an itch stick."
With that, he suddenly thought of an event, looked around and said in a low voice, "this, can I sell it?"
Wu Dahu thought about it, frowned, and slowly said, "this thing is available in the countryside and in the fields. Other people will not spend this unjust money."Song QingHan bit his thumb. With a flash of light, he clapped his hands and said, "you can make it into finished products and sell them."! In this way, others will not know! "
"Finished product?" Wu Dahu looked at him suspiciously, as if he didn't understand what the word meant.
Song QingHan pointed to the peeled yam on Wu Dahu's hand and asked him, "if only this mass of meat, can you guess what you eat? If you haven't taken yam before
Wu Dahu nodded suddenly and looked at Song QingHan with some adoration in his eyes.
"Xiaohan is so smart that he can think of it."
Song QingHan was embarrassed by him. What's so fierce about it? Isn't it something that makes people talk?
Wu Dahu asked song QingHan to stay at home. He went to the mountain and dug up all the yams he saw.
After finishing sorting out the yams, it was dark. Wudahu cleaned up the hare, took half of it and stewed it in water. The other half was put on the fire, sprinkled with salt and roasted directly.
Song QingHan was a little strange to Wu Dahu's taste. He couldn't help asking, "why don't you buy some other seasonings? Is the sauce too expensive? "
Wu Dahu was stunned. He didn't understand what song QingHan meant. He asked, "seasoning? Do you mean salt? Do you think it's too light? "
Seeing that Wu Dahu was trying to add another spoonful of salt, song QingHan quickly shook his head and said, "no, I mean chili, ginger, garlic, and, if better, cinnamon and star anise."
Wu Dahu understood, and his eyes were strange. He said, "those things are not delicious. Second, they are not sold."
This time it was song QingHan's turn to be stunned. After he reflected on the business opportunities, he immediately grasped Wu Dahu's arm and said in a quick voice: "these are all good things! Where is it? "
Wu Dahu looked at the two people's grip, and when he released his hand, he said, "I'll pick it."
After a while, Wu Dahu came back with a handful of fresh ginger, red pepper and garlic.
Song QingHan instructed him to cut these things and put them into the stew pot and the rabbit meat being roasted.
The fragrance gradually spread, and Wu Dahu's face became surprised. He looked up at Song QingHan and said, "after adding these things, the taste becomes better!"
Song QingHan complacently said: "that's natural. In a moment, you will find that it not only smells good, but also becomes delicious!"
After the rabbit meat was roasted, Wu Dahu handed it to song QingHan, urging him: "eat it quickly, it's not delicious if it's cold."
With these words, a murmur came from his stomach.
Song QingHan saw that he was a little embarrassed and helped him pass a step. He said with a smile, "I'm pregnant with a child. The baked food is not good. You eat it. I'm waiting for the soup."
Wu Dahu has never heard of pregnant people eating baked things will be bad, guess this is song QingHan in order to let him eat rabbit meat, deliberately find an excuse.
He had not felt the feeling of being cared for a long time. After biting off a piece of rabbit meat, he felt that his eyes were a little sour.
Song QingHan noticed his look and frowned and asked, "is there too much pepper? You didn't eat spicy food before. You may not be used to it
Wu Dahu nodded his head in a disorderly way and suppressed all his confused thoughts.
But there was only one idea that could not be suppressed: if song QingHan had been like this all the time...
after eating rabbit meat and yam, and even drinking all the soup, they were ready to go back to their room and go to bed.
After lying down, Wu Dahu remembered that he would go to the market to sell yams tomorrow. He told him, "I'll go out early tomorrow morning. I'll leave you some yams for you to eat when you get up. After eating, you can stay at home. It's not safe outside."
Song QingHan wanted to see more about the world. Where would he agree with Wu Dahu's proposal? He asked, "is the market far away? Are you going on foot? "
Wu Dahu nodded, remembering that song QingHan couldn't see it. "Well," he said slowly, "it's not far. It's only half an hour to walk there."
After listening to this, song QingHan immediately played a retreat drum, more than ten miles away? It's "half an hour away"? That was a whole hour! And this speed is probably running.
He sighed sadly. Wu Dahu hesitated for a moment as if he had seen through his mind. He said, "wait until you are born. Otherwise, it will be bad for the Lin family to see you."
Song QingHan, an excited soul, thought of the Lin mansion where he had abandoned his original body. He couldn't help but ask, "is the Lin family rich?"
Wu Dahu stopped and said slowly, "they are rich. Their family is the biggest rich family in the town. I heard that all the women and men in the surrounding villages want to marry in."
Female male? Song QingHan understood that he was addressing a pregnant man like him.
"Who married me? Why marry me He asked curiously.
Hearing this question, Wu Dahu probably thought it funny, but he still remembered that song QingHan had lost his memory, so he patiently explained: "the eldest son of the Lin family always likes beautiful women and men. You are a famous beauty in the surrounding villages, so who does he marry you?"