I raised a husband in ancient times

Chapter 24

"Husband, is this posture correct?" Pei Xing's voice came intermittently, as if he was holding back something.

"Tighten your grip and squat down a little further."

"Huh - what about this?"

"This is good," Lu Yiming held Pei Xing's waist and encouraged, "Keep on holding on for a while, this action is difficult. But the effect of hitting people is very good."

The idea of ​​teaching Pei Xing to practice martial arts had been swirling in Lu Yiming's mind for a long time, and it took shape on that day when he was fighting with his uncle.

As for how to cultivate masculinity in boys?

Of course, from the perspective of physical fitness, once these muscles come out, they will be stronger than the weak ones now.

Doesn't this world mean that women and men are weak and often at a disadvantage? Then teach him to fight, teach him to box.

He wanted to see who would dare to bully his child and beat him until his parents didn't recognize him. His surname would not be Lu, but Pei.

"Husband, after I learn this set of fighting skills, can I really go with my husband to the hot spring behind Xiaoyin Mountain?" "

Yes, I will take you there."

"Okay, then I am not afraid of hardship. I want to go with my husband."

Wen Wen After speaking, Lu Yiming paused in his demonstration but said nothing.

Mother Lu was surprised to see the two of them not sleeping so early in the morning and coming to practice martial arts.

Especially when she saw Brother Xing's nose turned red from the cold, she thought Lu Yiming was punishing him at first, but he scolded her son until he was bloody, only to realize that she had made a mistake.

"Look how tired Brother Xing is. If he freezes, I'll see how you feel distressed."

Lu Yiming followed Mother Lu's line of sight and looked over. In order to facilitate his practice, this man didn't wear much clothes when he got up in the morning. One action, repeated back and forth.

The sweat on his forehead streaked across his cheeks, and his lips became more and more rosy. They were not as pale as before, and they looked good. It seemed that the physical recuperation and scientific exercise in the past few days were still useful.

"Let's rest for a while."

Lu Yiming handed him a sweat towel and helped him fill a bowl of vegetable and minced meat porridge with eggs from the pot.

Although this was not the first time he had seen her husband behave like this, it still made him feel flattered.

He would take a few sips and peek at his husband. Occasionally, he would meet those peach blossom eyes. He would lower his head and take a few sips as if nothing had happened, and then peek again.

Why is your husband so good-looking?

Gently stroking the man's round head, Lu Yiming observed the little food-protecting kitten with great interest, finding the right opportunity to catch the man's peeking eyes. Not to mention, it was quite interesting.

The sky is high and the clouds are clear. The weather has been good in recent days. The water in the persimmons placed in the pergola evaporates quickly, and the persimmon cakes are beginning to take shape.

The surface of the hanging persimmons was air-dried, and Lu Yiming kneaded them into bullet shapes one by one. Pei Xing kneaded the flat persimmons into round cakes bit by bit.

Wait for dozens of days before canning the cream.

Lu Yiming pinched the soft persimmon and thought of the person not far away. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he stretched out his restless devil's hand and pinched the other person's cheek, feeling the delicate touch underneath.

Not bad, softer than persimmons.

"Husband!"

Seeing that the person was annoyed, Lu Yiming let go of his hand. There was a red mark on the other person's face. He poked it with his index finger, which was very elastic.

They all have baby fat, so supplementation seems to be effective.

The peppers in the courtyard are growing well. After all, they were separated from seedlings and have evolved to withstand severe cold and heat. Their growth rate is three times faster than normal plants. At this moment, green peppers have emerged.

Fortunately, no one here has ever grown peppers, otherwise we might not have been able to see the problem.

[You actually treat me as a plant upgrade station, woo woo woo, I am a great healing and combat plant, and I have fallen to this point...] [That's

almost it, didn't I find a century-old ginseng for you? Don't be cheap but still sell well. 】

【How can this be compared? The baby feels bitter. If the baby wants to say, this chili almost smokes me to tears. ]

[...? 】

Where did your vine get the eyes? Either I'm ignorant or you're talking nonsense.

[You lied to me at that time and said that low-level plants are not good. This is not a good thing for you. Eat apples today and pears tomorrow. Produce and sell by yourself, be self-reliant, and live a more moist and moist life. 】

Xiao Miao cried for a while. What the master said seemed reasonable, but she always felt that something was wrong and couldn't explain it.

"Husband, is this really edible?" Pei Xing fiddled with the tender green pepper with a confused look on his face.

People in the village don't eat this stuff. Everyone knows that there are Chaotian peppers on Xiaoyin Mountain. The bright red Chaotian peppers always attract some curious people to take a bite. For this area that doesn't eat spicy food, it's just a good choice. He died where he was.

Some people ate too much without fear of death. They had rashes all over their bodies and burning stomachs and sought medical treatment. Later, the villagers thought it was a poisonous plant and warned their children not to eat it.

Now my husband actually moved it to his home and said it was edible. How could we not be surprised?

"When it turns red, I'll pick it and cook it for you." Lu Yiming looked expectant. He hadn't eaten spicy food for a long time and his mouth was stuffy.

Pei Xing stared at the chili peppers, frowning slightly, planning to sacrifice himself: Even if her husband's cooking doesn't taste good, she will definitely support her, and she can't let her husband's passion go to waste!

The rice has been left for a while, and in a few days it will be necessary to collect the rice from the fields, threshing and plowing the fields, and I will be busy again.

The weather is getting colder, and since there is nothing else to do today, Lu Yiming plans to make a mushroom, tofu and fish soup to nourish his stomach.

Lu Yiming was in charge of cooking, Lu's mother was responsible for lighting the fire at the stove, and Pei Xing was helping out on the side, secretly planning to feed her husband next time.

After processing the two crucian carps caught from the stream, put them into the oil pan and fry them until golden. Add the sliced ​​ginger, top with cooking wine, sprinkle with green onions, pour boiling water over the fish body, and then add the seafood mushrooms. and diced white tofu, simmered for two-quarters of an hour.

Finally, add salt and green onions, and the milky white fish soup is freshly baked.

The aroma was overflowing. Pei Xing salivated when he smelled the wafting smell and swallowed frequently. He never knew that fish could be cooked like this. My husband is really amazing!

"The saliva is flowing out."

Lu Yiming looked at his silly look and couldn't help but tease him.

Pei Xing stared at the fish soup and wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand. He didn't find any suspicious water stains, and then he realized that his husband was making fun of him.

A large basin of fish soup was placed in the middle of the dining table. Father Lu couldn't resist the temptation of this rich fragrance and entered the kitchen from the lobby to find out.

The fish soup was full of color and aroma, and the fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose made him secrete saliva involuntarily. Father Lu licked his dry lips. Just smelling the smell, he could finish ten bowls of rice.

"You've learned a lot about logistics in the past five years. I'm afraid the chef accompanying the army didn't come from the palace?"

This is a skill he learned while living alone. What does it have to do with the royal chef?

Lu Yiming was stunned and didn't understand for a while. Then he remembered that he told Lu's father and mother before that he would help in the kitchen, and now he made up his mind.

That's fine. We haven't seen each other for five years. From a novice in the kitchen to a master chef, the change is not small. Now there are reasons, and he has no reason to expose them.

"Master Chef Fu is much more capable than me."

Father Lu nodded in agreement. He was just a farmer and had never seen any palace chefs before. Naturally, he didn't think that his son could compare with those famous chefs.

While the two were talking, Mother Lu had already placed the bowls and chopsticks neatly, waiting for the father and son to sit down before they could taste this delicacy.

The family was sitting together, about to use chopsticks, when there was a light knock on the door outside the courtyard, and a strange voice sounded outside: "Excuse me, is Lu Yiming at home?"