Outside the city, there is a quiet little house.
There is a winding path in front of the small house. The path is covered with wild flowers and weeds on both sides. Whenever the breeze blows, the plants on both sides of the path sway, as if waving to them.
Meng Haowu stretched out his head and looked at the small house and said, "Brother, should we stop here?"
After hearing this, Meng Haowen said thoughtfully: "Okay, then let's stay here."
He stopped the carriage, turned around and said, "Go down and check first to see if it's safe."
Meng Haowu jumped out of the carriage quickly. He forgot that he still had wounds on his body and accidentally involved Cong, so he couldn't help but "hiss".
He first looked around the house and found nothing unusual. Then he quickly went inside the house and found that it was somewhat dirty and even had some spider webs. It seemed that it had been vacant for a long time.
He ran out and informed Meng Haowen of the situation in the house, "Brother, I think no one has been here for a long time. If you really want to place your wife here, it seems that you still need to clean it up properly. "
Listening to what he said, Meng Haowen moved his position and said, "You sit here while I clean."
"Otherwise I'll go with you."
"No, you're injured, so you'd better wait here. Besides, Madam can't live without someone to look after her."
Meng Haowen walked over and took a look. Spider webs were intertwined, and it looked like a hut that had not been occupied for a long time.
Meng Haowen found a broom and waved his broom in the air, sweeping away dust and cobwebs.
He walked into the house and what he saw was that it was filled with dust.
Meng Haowen cleaned up carefully. He opened the window and let the sunlight shine into the room again.
After cleaning, he searched the whole house. Unexpectedly, he found a bedding in a cabinet and spread it on the bed.
Then he left the house and walked to the carriage, signaling that Meng Haowu could get Shu Zhihan into the house.
After watching the two of them go in together, Meng Haowen pulled out the weeds in the small courtyard in front of the house and repaired the dilapidated fence.
The cabin became tidier and tidier under Meng Haowen's cleaning.
After cleaning, he stood at the door, looking at the sunlit cabin, and smiled with satisfaction.
Looking at the hut rebuilt by his own hands, he couldn't help but feel better.
This seems to be the first time he has cleaned a place so carefully. Previously, he felt that the place he lived in only needed to be sheltered from wind and rain, and there was not so much emphasis on it.
If it weren't for Shu Zhihan's companion this time, he wouldn't have put so much effort into cleaning it up. At most, he and Meng Haowu would just have a catfight in the house.
He walked into the house and saw that Meng Haowu had placed Shu Zhihan properly on the bed.
"Brother, what should I do now that my wife is like this? Should she eat something? How can this continue?"
Hearing what he said, Meng Haowen was instantly awakened.
"You are absolutely right, but even if we find something to eat, how can we make her eat it?"
The sudden problem put the two brothers in a dilemma.
After thinking about it, Meng Haowu said: "How about this. Let's boil some porridge first and try feeding it. It would be great if we can eat some."
"Okay, let's do it. You go and make porridge."
Meng Haowen felt that what he said seemed to be very reasonable, but asking him to clean was already too much. If he was to cook, it would be really difficult.
Meng Haowu didn't expect that he would let him go, so he couldn't help but stood up and shouted: "Brother, you just want to make things difficult for me, right? Look at me from head to toe. Where does it show that I know how to cook porridge?"
The two brothers couldn't help but started a dispute over this matter.
In the end, the two of them went together.
Some rice was found in the house, and then the two men stood in front of the pot.
"Brother, I think this porridge is just rice and water, so that should be enough."
"Okay, I think you're right, so I'll just listen to you and I'll light the fire."
Meng Haowen quickly sat down and lit the fire.
Meng Haowu grabbed a handful of rice and threw it directly into the pot, then added a lot of water to it.
Then it started cooking.
After a long time, they seemed to be able to smell a hint of fragrance, and the two brothers realized that they must have succeeded. This is porridge.
The moment they opened the lid of the pot, the two of them were stunned.
He stared at the pot with wide eyes. What was going on? Why was it all filled with water?
"Um, Haowu, where's Mi?"
"Just... right here."
Meng Haowu himself couldn't believe what he saw with his eyes. He pointed at the pot, but he felt very guilty.
He picked up the spatula and stirred it inside. Finally he saw a few grains of rice floating around, and he laughed instantly.
"Look, isn't it?"
"It's just that the porridge I drank earlier seemed a little thicker, but this..."
Meng Haowen looked embarrassed, feeling that this seemed to be a bit different from what he had imagined.
"Oh, brother, think about it, if it's too thick, it won't taste good, madam. This is just right."
Listening to what he said, Meng Haowen seemed to make sense. He couldn't help but smile and nod: "You are quite smart. Then hurry up and serve this to Madam."
When they were about to serve the porridge, they saw something floating on it.
Looking down carefully, it looks like a small insect.
Meng Haowu couldn't help being shocked, "Brother, what is this?"
Meng Haowen stretched his head over to look, frowned slightly and said, "Insects."
"Ah? Why are there bugs in this porridge? The pot isn't covered with a lid, so how could they crawl in? When did they crawl in?"
"I don't know about this, but this pot has probably not been used for a long time. Was it originally inside? Did you see it when you opened it?"
Hearing his question, Meng Haowu felt guilty for a moment, and then shook his head, "I didn't. Oops, when you said that, I remembered, does this pot need to be washed?"
"What? You mustn't say that you didn't even wash the pot when you cooked the porridge?"
Meng Haowu shook his head vigorously, "No, didn't you just clean it up? Then shouldn't you have cleaned this pot too?"
The two brothers each held their own opinions, and both seemed to make perfect sense.
Meng Haowen looked at him, the helplessness in his heart escalated again, thinking how could he take this to drink for his wife?
What's more, she still has the general's child in her belly. In this case, if the general finds out, it will really be over, and it will not be as simple as military law.
After Meng Haowu thought for a while, he then asked: "Brother, um, does that mean that the rice also needs to be washed?"
Hearing this question, Meng Haowen collapsed completely, his eyes widened, and he almost fell to the ground.
He thought to himself, if he was beaten to the ground on the battlefield, then he admitted it. Now that he was so frightened by his words, wouldn't he laugh to death if word spread about it?
"Are you trying to say that you haven't even washed the rice?"
Meng Haowen immediately thought about it, "I know what this is. It should be rice insects. This house has been vacant for so long, so no one must have lived in it for a long time. Then, this rice must have been left behind a long time ago." .
Therefore, it is quite normal to have bugs here. "
The conclusion that the two people came to after discussing it could not help but injure their bodies again.
"Brother, this... can we still feed Madam?"
"What do you think?" Meng Haowen said in a bad tone.
Why not, Meng Haowu actually said: "I think it should be possible, think about it, this is still rice porridge after all, and besides, if we get rid of this bug, it will be fine.
Besides, bugs are considered meat, so they are more nutritious. "
As soon as Meng Haowu's words came out of his mouth, he felt as if his head was about to explode.
"Brother, what are you doing? Do you want to murder your own brother? Do you think that after you kill me, there will be another brother like me?"
"I hit you lightly. Look at what you said. Don't you like eating meat? Come on, eat all this meat. Come on, eat it."
"Oh, what are you doing? That's what I said."
Meng Haowu also looked aggrieved. He didn't want to be like this. At this time, he was especially thinking about Mi Yue, thinking that if she could be here, these things would never happen. After all, she is so good at cooking.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face.
Seeing him smiling, Meng Haowen became angry again.
"You still have the nerve to laugh, really...
Forget it, dump them all, make some again, and wash them clean this time. "
Meng Haowen said that he was going to light the fire again, but he saw him standing motionless.
"What are you doing? Didn't you hear me? Hurry up."
"No, brother, there is no more rice. Just now, I thought it wasn't much, so I just put it all in."
After hearing this, Meng Haowen stood up directly and reached out to hit him, but he managed to control it.
But in my heart, I was thinking that he was really a guy who failed to achieve anything but failed.
He thought about it carefully, and then said: "Let's do this. You watch Madam here, and I'll go out and look around to see if there's anything edible nearby."
Meng Haowu smiled and nodded: "Okay, go ahead. It's best to bring me a pheasant."
Seeing his playful smile, Meng Haowen couldn't help but shook his head helplessly, stood up and walked outside.
Meng Haowu couldn't help but get excited when he thought that he might be able to eat pheasant later.
