Chapter 21 Particularly righteous

Style: Historical Author: BreezeWords: 2210Update Time: 24/01/12 06:06:46
"Why are you laughing? I didn't lie!"

"Then why did you..." She paused, not knowing what to say.

Seeing her embarrassment, Qingshan answered knowingly, "Why do I want you to be my wife?"

She pursed her lips and nodded.

Qingshan shouted in a loud voice, "It's time to wake up. You fell from the sky, smashed into my arms, and knocked me out."

Linglong thought he could give some serious reason, but it was still such an unserious thing, so she frowned.



When I got home at noon, I saw Uncle Hu and three others sitting around the table in the yard.

Qingshan put Linglong down and went back to the house without even looking at the three men. She felt that none of them were sensible.

Qingshan asked, "Uncle Hu, what's wrong?"

"The day before yesterday, you helped go into the mountains to find Xiao Zhuang, but you were besieged by wolves.

If it weren't for your skill, something big would have happened.

In fact, this brat was hiding in the water tank, deliberately making us anxious.

It was dark for a while, and I couldn't find him. I hurriedly looked outside, but I couldn't find him.

We, the three of us, know that we have caused you trouble, so we came here to say thank you.

I came here twice yesterday, but no one was home. I guessed that you had gone into the mountains.

I'm here to wait for you again today. I heard that you are exchanging whole rice. This bag of whole rice is to thank you for your help.

Children are ignorant, and I, an old man, am also confused, and I almost hurt you.

Fortunately, you are okay, otherwise, I would regret it to death. "

When Xiao Zhuang and Da Zhuang saw that I was so guilty, they also knew how serious the matter was.

He lowered his head and looked at Qingshan timidly, "Brother Qingshan, we know we were wrong and we won't dare to mess around in the future."

The big one is sixteen, the small one is twelve. It is inevitable for a twelve-year-old child to be ignorant.

Qingshan rubbed Xiao Zhuang's head and said, "Come on, come back. Why do you apologize?"

"You have to stay, otherwise I will feel bad about it." Uncle Hu took the two children and ran away in a hurry, for fear that Qingshan would not leave any rice.

Qingshan sighed, "Oh, it won't happen. What a big deal."

Linglong stood in the room, lying on the window sill, holding her face with her hands. "Why not? He should feel guilty."

Qingshan waved his hand, "Don't think so, that's what hunters are like. Every time they go into the mountains, they are competing with ferocious beasts.

When you're not helping people look for their children, don't you have to try to escape when you encounter a ferocious beast?

Not only did they have to escape, but they also had to kill one and carry it back to make a living.

It's lucky that the child didn't go into the mountains. If we really go into the mountain and don't help find it, how can we feel at ease? "

Linglong finally understood Qingshan's character: "Has anyone ever said that you are particularly righteous?"

Qingshan answered matter-of-factly, "All the young and old men in the village say so."

"Then what do women say about you?"

"Call me handsome."

Linglong glanced at him, shameless! He may be considered heroic, but no one would praise himself for his handsomeness.



There were two knocks on the door. The mute girl pushed the door open to look at the two of them, then came in with a basket and a smile.

Yesterday, she exchanged wild fruits with the villagers for a thin piece of pale pink fabric. She cut two pairs of pants that reached above the knees and two bellybands overnight. Sent a set to my sister-in-law.

She guessed that Brother Qingshan didn't understand women's clothing, so even if he bought a long skirt, he might not think of buying something underneath.

When she arrived in front of Brother Qingshan, she nodded, straightened her body and entered the room, bowed slightly, and saluted her sister-in-law.

Qingshan looked at it, is this still a mute girl?

Her hair was fresh and neatly tied into braids, and her face was smooth, although it was still speckled, but she felt much cleaner.

Seeing the mute girl's change, Qingshan was happy and relieved.

She took out the folded lingerie from the basket and held it in her hand, a little shy, wondering if her sister-in-law would dislike it.

Linglong took a look and saw that he had arrived just in time! A smile spread across her face. The stitching was a little rough, but it showed the mute girl's heart. This girl had her heart.

She looked at the mute girl with a smile, "I won't accept your gift in vain! Come and teach you how to put your hair in a bun! Just teach Chao Yunjin a fragrant bun. All the girls in the capital wear this bun!"

She specially washed her hair today, soaked it in flower juice, and came to see her sister-in-law with a nice smell.

My sister-in-law has such skillful hands. After a while, she put her hair into a nice bun.

She gestured, thank you!

Linglong understood this, she smiled slightly and said, "Reciprocity!"

Although it is still stuck with chopsticks, I feel that after changing the hairstyle, the temperament is very different.

The mute girl left happily.



Just as Qingshan was about to enter the house, he was locked out by Linglong.

She closed the door and hurriedly put on her bellyband and panties. Put on that peony dress.

Qingshan touched the door panel at the door, "Linglong! I'm going to cook. It's a little bloody. Don't come out. You should be scared after seeing it."

Linglong heard it and hummed.

He was in the yard, shirtless, skinning a hare, and then chopped it into small pieces.

Heat the oil in the pot again, stir-fry the rabbit meat, add water, add some mushrooms, and stew.



Linglong asked, "Can you go out?"

Qingshan laughed, he was so cowardly. "Okay, the yard has been cleaned, come out."

Linglong's left foot felt much better today. She walked out slowly and felt no pain as long as she didn't step hard on the ground.

Qingshan looked at her, silly, and sincerely praised, "The hair you combed for the mute girl is so beautiful, and your hair looks even better."

Linglong curled her lips and said, "It's natural." She didn't dare to look at Qingshan when he was shirtless, and she always lowered her head and spoke.

She sat at the old table in the yard and said, "Let the wild pigeons out and I'll play for a while."

Qingshan suddenly realized, no wonder he took the initiative to leave the house, released wild pigeons from the space, and handed the straw rope to Linglong.

He also found a handful of corn kernels for her.

He thought that Linglong would just feed and play with it, but unexpectedly, Linglong was quite skillful in playing with it, and the wild pigeon listened to her words very much.

Get started if you let it, and fly if you let it. If you continue training like this, you will catch up with every domestic dog and become obedient. I can probably get it back for you if I throw a bone.

He chuckled and went back to the kitchen to steam rice. He steamed a small bowl for Linglong and a large bowl for himself.



After he finished his work, he went to the small tank in the courtyard to get water to wipe himself, and then put on his clothes.

The rabbit meat was fragrant and the two of them had a delicious meal.



"It's a pity that this rabbit skin is gray and you don't like it. I'll keep the white ones for you to make rabbit fur shoes for when the weather gets cold."

Linglong's eyes flashed. He really wanted her to stay, but she was also really anxious to leave quickly.



She teased him, "The gray color suits you. You can keep it to make shoes. A rabbit is enough to make a foot."

Qingshan said loudly, "It's true."



After the meal, before the dishes were cleared away, someone came and called Qingshan away.

Linglong put the remaining half of the rabbit meat into a clean basin.

I hate the smell of food in the house. It smells good when I eat it, but when I don't eat it, I feel annoyed when I don't eat it.

She held the table and tried to move it out, but Qingshan held it easily, as if it were made of paper. She couldn't move a step while holding it.