The cold wind was blowing, and Gu Qingjue's clothes were soaked with sweat. He must have gotten up early to practice.
Training in winter is three-nine, and training in summer is three-fu. This martial arts training is not only to strengthen the body, sharp eyes and ears, but also to train people's will and make their mind firm.
Su Yixin stood there and watched for a while, and found that each move was quite systematic. The punches punched out with inner strength could blow the leaves two meters away.
To be able to do this at such an age is amazing!
It's hard to tell, but the lean-looking Gu Qingjue is a man of both civil and military skills.
Thinking of the next situation, I felt a little more confident.
However, although Gu Qingjue practiced diligently, he did not have good skills, which would limit his improvement in martial arts.
Seeing that he is now her son-in-law in name only and needs to be consistent with others, I will write down a few sets of some of the exercises I saw in my previous life and give them to him another day.
Well, it’s such a happy decision.
"Sister Ming, I'll boil water and cook. You go and wake up your second brother. After you finish eating, go up the mountain to see grandma."
Gu Qingming chuckled and trotted into the next room.
Su Yixin came to the kitchen hall according to her memory and prepared to boil water for food.
Gu Qingjue was almost done practicing. He picked up the towel on the side and wiped his sweat while walking towards the kitchen hall.
Seeing Su Yixin holding the fire certificate, her eyebrows jumped.
He rushed to the stove like a whirlwind and snatched the fire stick from Su Yixin's hand. The speed was so fast that Su Yixin was confused.
"I'll do it."
Gu Qingjue breathed a long sigh of relief.
He didn't forget that last month he was half an hour late when he came back from school because of heavy snow. She cooked a meal and almost set the house on fire.
There is nothing at home, only this house, which can be left to reflect on.
Gu Qingjue looked at Su Yixin's expression and was speechless.
Su Yixin: "..."
She seemed to understand Gu Qingjue's expression, what to do!
No, she can't understand! ! !
Fortunately, Su Yixin has always been thicker-skinned than ordinary people.
In line with the principle that if you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed, and the corners of your lips are pulled upward: "Okay, then you light the fire, and I will cook."
As long as there is no fire, they can still swallow even the most unpleasant meal.
Su Yixin walked around the kitchen hall and found a handful of wild vegetables picked in the back mountain yesterday morning. Half a bag of black flour, estimated to be about five kilograms, half a bowl of white flour, and a bag of brown rice, estimated to be seven or eight kilograms, about the size of a palm. Ground bacon, and a small jar of coarse salt.
The bacon was marinated by Gu Mingbo from the wild boar he hunted just after winter last year. It weighed dozens of kilograms.
When Fan was seriously ill, he sold all the money to replace his medicine, and now this is all he has left.
I also wanted to sell coarse salt, but I didn’t have time.
Today is Fan's Wei Qi. I went up the mountain to see that she needs a sacrifice. She can't bring out anything else, so she still needs to make some food.
Su Yixin put on an apron, rolled up her sleeves, and quickly blanched the wild vegetables, cut a few slices of bacon, and prepared to stir-fry with the wild vegetables. Then she steamed half a pot of brown rice, and heated up yesterday's red date porridge.
Gu Qingxi had a nightmare last night, and when Gu Qingming shouted, he felt wilted.
Su Yixin thought about yesterday's divination, her face became a little solemn, and she said to Gu Qingxi: "Second brother, wash your face with a basin of hot water, and then wash it for Sister Ming."
"good."
Gu Qingxi responded, thinking that today was his mother's Wei Qi, and he was also a little adult, so he steeled himself, picked up the wooden basin, scooped out a basin of hot water from the pot next to him, and brought it out.
Not long after, Su Yixin prepared breakfast.
Gu Qingming was still young, so she ate most of the red date porridge, and gave the rest to Gu Qingxi. She hadn't eaten anything sweet in the past few months, so it was treated as a toothpaste for him.
Su Yixin ate half a bowl of brown rice with wild vegetables. Gu Qingjue and Gu Qingxi, both half-year-old husbands, had big appetites and each ate two large bowls.
Gu Qingxi felt that it was not enough, but she also knew that the extra was for her mother, so she held back.
After eating and tidying up the stove, Su Yixin combed Gu Qingming's hair. Gu Qingjue took the incense candles and paper money placed in the back hall, and the family walked towards the mountain.
There is a large lake in front of Wangjia Village, where Su Yixin fell into the water, and there are mountains behind it, surrounded by mountains and water. Generally speaking, the feng shui is good.
The Gu family moved here from outside more than ten years ago and there is no ancestral grave. Gu Mingbo and his wife are buried on the hillside two hills past the back mountain.
Gu Qingjue was carrying a small one on his back, and in his right hand was Gu Mingbo's hunting bow and arrow. Gu Qingxi was holding the sacrifice in his left hand, which was the food he made this morning. He was holding a shovel in his right hand, and Su Yixin was holding incense candles and paper money.
The four of them were setting out at Chenshi and arrived at the tomb at the beginning of Sishi.
"Aniang, Aniang!"
Gu Qingming got off Gu Qingjue's back, trotted to the tombstone of Gu Mingbo and his wife, and called out twice.
"Brother, why don't you accept me?"
Gu Qingming took Gu Qingjue's hand, raised her head and asked doubtfully.
She didn't ask out of sadness, just simple loss. She thought she could see Fan when she came to the mountain.
After all, she is only two years old and doesn't understand the difference between life and death. It would be nice to remember that she has Fan as her mother.
I have no impression of Gu Mingbo as his father.
Gu Qingjue knelt down in front of the grave, put the bow and arrow in his hand behind his back, put his right hand around Gu Qingming's right shoulder from behind, and said softly: "Sister Ming, father and mother are sleeping here, we have to be good. , can’t wake them up.”
Gu Qingming smiled and said, "Dad and grandma are so lazy, they are still sleeping."
"Sister Ming, be good and don't sleep in."
"Sister Ming is very good." Gu Qingjue touched Gu Qingming's head and said nothing. He only looked at the tombstone solemnly, with a look of nostalgia and tenacity on his face.
Su Yixin knelt on one side, took out the sacrifices, lit them, and burned the paper money. The tomb was quiet for a while.
Suddenly, there was a sparse voice nearby.
Gu Qingjue picked up the bow and arrow behind him and asked Su Yixin and the others to lean against the tombstone. He opened his arms and watched the surroundings vigilantly.
The sound is getting closer and closer, and now I am sure that the sound is coming from the left.
I don’t know what it is yet, but considering the noise it made, I guess it must be quite small.
Could it be a beast like a bear or tiger?
Su Yixin's heart was in her throat.
If it was really a ferocious beast, their whole family of four would probably have to answer here.
The sound got closer and closer, and a small brown wild dog covered in blood rushed out of the bushes.
He fell down about three feet away from Su Yixin.
He made a sound of "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo []-wops' sounds. He stared at Su Yixin with his eyes, as if begging Su Yixin to save it.
After thinking for a while, another wild dog rushed out of the bushes just now, but this wild dog had clean hair, and its fiery red fur was like a burning flame, extremely dazzling.
"It's a fox."
When there was such a big commotion, I thought there was a tiger, but I didn't expect it was two foxes fighting.
Gu Qingjue's tense body relaxed slightly.
Forehead……
Su Yixin touched her nose and thought it was a wild dog, but she didn't expect it to be a fox.
After taking a closer look, I realized that the little fox was white. Because it was covered in blood and dirty, I thought it was brown.
Can't blame her for admitting her mistake.
The little white fox covered in blood looked very much like a wild dog.
