Chapter 6 The rough man

Author: Mu Shenghua

Chapter 6 The rough man

Seeing that Dabao and Xiaobao found their favorite toys, Yu Ying with confidence retracted her eyes, went to dry her clothes, and then went to burn the fire and boil medicine to cook rice.

It was noon in a flash, and the food on the stove was ready.

Yu Ying washed her hands, took Dabao back to the front room, fed them water, and then opened the door.

At this time, Cheng Huai should come back.

It happened that I saw Cheng Huai going uphill.

"Mom." Cheng Huai held a hoe in his left hand and a cloth bag in his right hand. There were a few courgettes and some fresh wild vegetables in it.

Yu Ying quickly reached out to take the thing, patted the dust on his body, and said in a gentle tone: "Go and drink some water quickly, all the water in the kettle will be finished."

The weather is so hot now that I guess I can’t drink a pot of water when I’m busy.

Cheng Huai responded in a deep voice, bent down and carried the two little boys who were eager to run over into his arms.

"Dad." Cheng Dabao hugged Cheng Huai's neck happily.

Cheng Xiaobao grabbed Cheng Huai's collar and shouted loudly: "Dad!"

Cheng Huai's brows stretched out and his forehead touched their heads.

Looking at the father and son, Yu Ying smiled and waved: "Okay, okay, let them down quickly, don't get used to hugging them."

Cheng Huai put down the two children, walked to the table and drank half a bowl of water.

Yu Yingze went to the cloth bag to get the vegetables.

I picked up three courgettes and put them aside, and put them in a pile of wild vegetables. I saw that there was a ball of stuff wrapped in the cloth bag that was covered with big green leaves, revealing a piece of yellow and black feathers, and my eyes lit up.

Once peeled, it was indeed wrapped in a pheasant, and a sharpened wooden arrow was inserted into it.

It was quite small, Yu Ying held it in her hand and weighed it. It was almost three pounds, which was enough to eat several meals.

She suddenly felt happy: "Cheng Huai, did you go hunting in the morning?"

Cheng Huai nodded. The weather has become hotter recently. He walked into the mountains a little before he hunted this pheasant.

"Hey, pheasant, you go and call Miao Yatou first, and I will deal with this pheasant." Yu Ying walked towards the backyard with a smile.

Dabao and Xiaobao were sitting obediently on the ground playing, but Cheng Huai didn't care much and walked towards Jiang Miao's house with big strides.

Seeing that she was sitting up on the bed with both hands, he subconsciously walked up to help her.

Jiang Miao saw a big and thick man rushing in, rolling up his sleeves, wearing a thick linen cloth, his skin was wheat-colored, and the scars on his forehead were long horizontal. As soon as he woke up, he suddenly saw this scene and was stunned for a moment.

Cheng Huai pursed his lips, looked at her with dark eyes as dark as ink. With a slight force of his strong arms, he easily dragged her out of the quilt, and then sat down and leaned against the head of the bed.

Jiang Miao felt like a little chick, and he picked it up casually.

A tall and strong rough man stood in front of him, feeling particularly oppressive.

She raised her head, her eyes fell on his face slightly darkened by the sun, and said obediently: "Thank you."

Cheng Huai quickly stepped back and said, "I'm having a meal."

"Okay!" Jiang Miao's eyes lit up and she immediately got out of bed and put on shoes.

She felt that she had always been in a state of hunger, and she was particularly excited when she heard about the meal. She probably was really hungry before.

What I drank at noon was no longer porridge, but real white rice.

Jiang Miao felt that her limbs were filled with happiness.

After lunch, Yu Ying wrapped the processed half of the chicken with green leaves again, stuffed it into a cloth bag, and asked Cheng Huai to sell it in the town. He gave him some money and asked him to exchange for another thirty kilograms of coarse rice.

Jiang Miao continued to lie on the bed to recover from his injuries. After resting, she smelled the fragrance of chicken soup. When she opened her eyes, she saw Dabao sitting on the ground, holding a toy and talking incomprehensible words.

Seeing that she was awake, the two little kids immediately got up, ran to her, and handed her the wooden pieces in their hands.

"For you." Dabao's voice was loud, and his black eyes were gone in his fear when he saw her in the morning.

Xiaobao seemed to be competing for favor, and also stuffed the wooden pieces into her hand. He looked at her with a steady look and spit out a word: "Play."

Probably they coaxed them in the morning, but now they have regarded Jiang Miao as an acquaintance.

Jiang Miao couldn't help but reach out and pinch the cheeks of the two. They were soft and glutinous, so cute.

"You guys play for yourself." She stuffed the toys back into their hands.

I sat up, got out of bed and went to the main hall with my shoes. The door was locked, and Yu Ying was busy in the backyard.

Only then did Jiang Miao have the intention to look at the Qicheng family.

There are two houses on the left and right, with a main hall in the middle. In addition, there are three thatched huts in the backyard and a kitchen in the middle. The one on the left is used for bathing normally, and the one on the right is empty, but there are railings inside. I think it should have been used to raise livestock in the past.

Next to the left and right sides of the house, three ridges were opened, forming a vegetable garden and planting vegetables. At both ends of the thatched hut were also open, with obvious signs of hoeing. I think it was also used to grow vegetables.

Seeing Jiang Miao slowly walking towards the backyard, Yu Ying stopped the work in her hand and looked at her: "Miao Yatou, why are you getting up? Are you hungry?"

After asking this, Jiang Miao found that she was indeed hungry.

When I get up, I'm just eating and drinking, and I feel like I'm about to become a bucket of rice.

Jiang Miao felt a little embarrassed, but replied very honestly: "I smell the fragrance of chicken soup."

Yu Ying quickly clapped her hands, her tone was filled with a bit of pride: "Wait, I'll go and serve chicken soup for you, and stew it for an hour. No wonder I can wake you up."

Jiang Miao couldn't help but lick her dry lips, and her eyes shone.

Meat.

Seeing Yu Ying coming out of the kitchen, Jiang Miao couldn't help but walk over quickly.

Yu Ying handed her the bowl, and there were three pieces of chicken inside. "Sit on a stool and eat, my mother goes and calls Dabao Xiaobao."

Jiang Miao nodded, held the bowl and lowered her head and took a sip. In an instant, the fresh fragrance of chicken soup exploded in her mouth, and the strong fresh sweetness filled her mouth, and she was satisfied from beginning to end.

She smashed her mouth and couldn't help but praise her: "It's so delicious!"

As soon as Cheng Huai walked to the backyard, he saw Jiang Miao sitting on a low stool with her legs bent, holding a bowl in both hands, lowering her head to taste chicken soup, and squinting her eyes, looking like a satiated lazy beast.

He couldn't help but cough, attracting her attention.

Jiang Miao opened her eyes so scared that she immediately stood up with a bowl in her hand, her head softened a little. Cheng Huai rushed over and held her arms steadily behind her, and her other hand was still holding a bag of rice steadily, stuck around her waist.

Jiang Miao quickly praised his chicken soup. Seeing that it didn't spill it out, she looked up at the man who was a head taller than him, "Thank you Brother Cheng."

Her voice was delicate and soft. It was obvious that it was a normal thank you, but Cheng Huai felt itchy when he heard it.

He pursed his lower lip, moved a step to the side, and then went to the kitchen with the rice bag, poured the rice into the rice jar before coming out.
Chapter completed!