The farmer picked up a husband

Chapter 15 Flowing Cloud Hairpin

Waking up in the morning, Song Yuzhou felt refreshed and satisfied. After kissing her husband's tender cheeks, she got up to wash up, prepared hot water, and waited for her husband to get up.

But Fang Xi was very excited yesterday, she went to bed too late, and the hour was almost past, so she woke up.

Fang Xi got up and looked scared by the sun, how can a husband be so careless and sleep soundly!

I quickly got up and ran to the kitchen, only to find that the firewood was almost extinguished, leaving only the charcoal fire burning slowly.

Seeing that Xiangniang had already cooked and left, he ran to the backyard and found that Song Yuzhou was chopping firewood. Looking back at him, he was bright and handsome under the sun, with a smile on his face.

But now is not the time to admire, Fang Xi hurriedly asked: "Sister, where is mother?"

Song Yuzhou: "Mother and Yu Cheng went to Tian Zi's house. His family collected beans today and asked someone to help.

" He walked up to him and said, "Mother left you breakfast to heat on the pot. You wash up and eat."

Fang Xi followed him into the kitchen, and seeing Song Yuzhou mix hot water for him, he finally endured it. He kept saying to him: "You, you can call me when you wake up in the morning!"

Song Yuzhou was stunned, his husband had never asked him anything before.

He said, "What do you want me to do? Rest well to recharge your spirits."

Fang Xi didn't speak, but took the handkerchief Song Yuzhou handed over, frowning slightly.

Song Yuzhou smiled, and rubbed his slightly frowning forehead with his rough fingers, and said, "Got it, it's too late for you to remember, then I won't bother you at home, go to the woods, okay?" ?"

Fang Xi blushed and quickly took the basin to wash up in the backyard as if fleeing.

After Fang Xi had breakfast, the two of them took out the big kudzu root that was dug in the forest a few days ago. The kudzu root was thick and long. Fang Xi peeled it first, cut it into pieces with a knife, and then put it in a huge stone mortar Here, this stone mortar was made for making rice cakes when Father Song was there.

Then Song Yuzhou took a big wooden pestle and began to hammer and smash the kudzu root pieces. Fang Xi saw his bulging arms and muscles again, so he quickly turned his eyes away and blushed to look at him.

The wooden pestle pounded out thick white juice and kudzu root slag in the stone mortar, and Fang Xi scooped it up with a spoon and put it into a large wooden basin. After repeated work several times, I finally ground up this big kudzu root. Finally, flush the stone mortar with water, and turn it upside down to let the kudzu root inside flow out into the wooden basin, so that there will be no waste at all.

Next, I wrapped the kudzu root residue with clean gauze and began to filter the juice. It was not enough to filter a full basin of juice. There is also pueraria powder in the crumbs.

He brought the stone mill over, Fangxi put the kudzu root dregs, Song Yuzhou turned the stone mill, and finally the young couple ground the kudzu root very finely. There are no broken pieces to the touch, only fine, soft water-wet powder.

So he brought the gauze over again and filtered it again. When each portion of the powder was filtered to the end, he had to squeeze the powder with the gauze and wring out the juice. Unexpectedly, Song Yuzhou could squeeze out more juice after taking it.

Every time Fang Xi looked at her, her eyes would shine brightly, revealing a look of admiration that she hadn't noticed. Song Yuzhou was very useful, pretending to be calm and calm, and exerting strength with his arms to make more juice flow out.

In this way, the second pot of juice is filtered.

At night, the two pots of juice have settled, and the kudzu root powder that has sunk to the bottom is taken out to dry, and the kudzu root osmanthus soup can be brewed.

When everything was done, Song Yuzhou's hands were sore, and he sat under the banyan tree in the front yard and beat it lightly. Fang Xi brought tea and put it on the table, and then sat down obediently beside him, holding his arm and putting it in his arms lightly. Gently squeeze.

The muscles that have always been held in his hands, Fang Xi is happy that his secret wish has been fulfilled, and he is gently kneading while secretly touching.

The bronze-colored muscles rise and fall like hills, and the circling tendons are interspersed with rivers. Fang Xi pressed gently, trying to make the touch stay in his hands for a longer time.

Because Fang Xi usually does everything with an obedient and serious expression, Song Yuzhou watched Fang Xi staring at his arm massage with piercing eyes, naturally he didn't see the secret.

Just looking at the sun shining on my husband's face through the leaves, the fine hairs on the white and tender skin were shining with a crystal gleam, I couldn't help leaning over and kissing the moist side of the face.

Fang Xi was taken aback, and immediately let go of his arm and raised his head to see if there was anyone around. He saw Mother and Song Yucheng standing not far away in the yard at some point, looking at each other for a moment, speechless...

or Xiangniang broke the embarrassment first, and said with a smile: "Haha, I beat beans for Aunt Tian and the others today, and brought back a lot of soybeans. I went to your second master's house to buy pig's trotters tomorrow and cooked them together. They are supposed to be fragrant!"

Fang Xi bowed his head and blushed without speaking, so Song Yuzhou took a basket of soybeans from Song Yucheng's hand and said, "Fang Xi and I ground kudzu root today, and when the powder sinks, it can be cooked and eaten tomorrow."

Xiangniang: "That's a good thing! Being a mother is a blessing."

Song Yucheng: "I've done it all? Can I save some?"

Gegen tore a strip and chewed it. There are fine powder and sweet water. People in the village often eat it Fang Xi also thought of using it to make tooth sacrifices: "Keep it, I left a piece on the kitchen chopping board."

Song Yucheng went to the chopping board to get it, and discussed with his brother that he would deliver furniture to the buyer tomorrow, so he went to the street Shop around and see if you can find new business.

Because she didn't get up in the morning, Fang Xi didn't want Xiangniang to be troubled to make lunch again, so she rushed to make lunch. Xiangniang liked her little husband more and more, he was good-looking, hardworking, and his boss liked him, Presumably there will be a baby in the family soon.

For lunch, I made minced meat eggplant and winter melon sauce soup. Xiangniang's homemade bean paste is especially fragrant when added to the eggplant.

After eating, Fang Xi was dragged to the workshop by Song Yuzhou.

Fang Xi looked at Song Yuzhou looking for materials and tools, and asked him: "Is there any furniture that hasn't been made yet?"

Song Yuzhou: "The furniture is all finished. Look at these two small materials, choose green sandalwood or red sandalwood. "

"This one." Fang Xi likes something plain, so he chose green sandalwood, which has light green veins on the log color. Like life growing from a dead tree.

Song Yuzhou smiled: "Okay, wait for me."

After finishing speaking, he put himself into the state of workmanship again, cutting, setting out, cutting, carving, and polishing...

Watching Song Yuzhou's workmanship is really a very comfortable thing. Xi felt that he could do nothing for a day, and just sit beside him and watch him saw and carve wood. In his hands, all the big and small planks and squares could be transformed into magic.

After Song Yuzhou made it slowly, he found that it was a hairpin in the shape of a flowing cloud. From the beginning to the end, the shape of the flowing cloud was formed in one go, elegant and beautiful. He took wood wax oil and polished it carefully, and the wooden hairpin became translucent and smooth.

Song Yuzhou handed the green sandalwood hairpin to Fang Xi: "It's pretty?"

Fang Xi didn't take it, he was afraid that Song Yuzhou didn't give it to him, so he just smiled and said, "It's pretty."

Song Yuzhou: "Come closer to me, I'll put it on for you."

Only then did Fang Xi confirm that Song Yuzhou was given to him, and he was overjoyed, so he approached him. Song Yuzhou was a head taller than him, and just lifted it into the bun on top of his head. Fang Xi raised his head, with a brilliance that he hadn't even noticed.

Song Yuzhou leaned over and approached, Fang Xi was afraid of being bumped into by his family members like in the morning, and immediately wanted to take a step back, Song Yuzhou put his arms around his waist directly to prevent him from retreating.

He brushed aside a strand of long hair with his hands, revealing the white back of his neck.

"Don't move, let me smell it."