Yejia Village.
When he woke up in the morning, Ye Qingshui remembered that he had been thinking hard the night before about how to wake Xie Tingyu up, and his eyelids were slightly blue.
She just woke up, rubbed her eyes, and saw the man sleeping on the ground, and was shocked.
The man was half naked, holding a thin blanket in his mouth. The thin corner of the blanket was across his abdomen.
The eight abdominal muscles clearly appeared in Ye Qingshui's eyes. His skin was whiter than that of a woman, but not feminine at all. Instead, it was very sexy. The two clavicles on his neck were very impactful. The two-meter-long mat was not enough for him to sleep on. He slept on the mat diagonally, with his long legs crossed in grievance.
Although he was unable to sleep with clothes on due to the wound in the previous month, at least he had a bandage to cover it.
When his injury healed, he put on his clothes consciously.
Ye Qingshui never expected to see such a vivid scene so early in the morning.
It was autumn, and the temperature in the mountains was very low at night. If you didn't cover yourself with a blanket when you slept, you might catch a cold. Xie Tingyu's behavior of wasting himself also made Ye Qingshui angry.
But she would not remind him again. She walked past Xie Tingyu with a sullen face and opened the door.
Xie Tingyu soon woke up and asked in a hoarse voice, "Shui'er, what do you want to eat today?"
He quickly stood up, put on his clothes, and tidied up his bedding on the floor.
He covered her from behind and said vaguely and frivolously, "Why did you look at me for so long just now?"
"Are you...still satisfied?"
Ye Qingshui's face froze. She didn't expect that he had just woken up but was pretending to be asleep. She said coldly:
"What's so good about it? It's white and looks like a woman, not manly at all."
Xie Tingyu's expression was a little subtle. He didn't expect to receive such an evaluation.
He glanced down at himself.
The part above the collar is still light wheat color, while the part below the collar is clearly white. Before going to the countryside, it was fine, with an even yellow color, but after going to the countryside, it became white.
When Xie Tingyu was working, he seldom took off his clothes like others did, because girls would come to bring him water from time to time, and Xie Tingyu was reluctant to do so.
Unexpectedly, Ye Qingshui actually disliked his white appearance.
Can you blame him for being white?
Ye Qingshui finished brushing his teeth and quickly went to make breakfast.
She remembered that Xie Tingyu had such a strong sexual desire yesterday, so she must have needed to cool down. She took out the dried lilies and lotus seeds from the warehouse, soaked them, and soaked the mung beans and lotus seeds in water with some lemon juice for a while.
The lemons are wild lemons that Ye Qingshui picked in the mountains. They are small and very sour.
Boil the green water over high heat, simmer for a while, then boil again over high heat and simmer for 30 minutes. Repeat this process until the lotus seeds and mung beans are soft, sweet, and smooth like sand. Finally, add lily bulbs and rock sugar.
Ye Qingshui served the cooked mung bean, lily and lotus seed soup and let it cool. Men can eat it to clear their hearts and reduce internal heat, while women can eat it to beautify their skin.
After brushing his teeth, Xie Tingyu applied medicine before going to the woodshed to eat breakfast.
Because of the steamed mung bean, lily and lotus seed soup, the air was filled with a faint fragrance, sweet and appetizing. Xie Tingyu sat down and drank a bowl of it while it was hot. The lotus seeds were soft and sticky like sand, with a natural sweetness. The taste of lilies mixed in the porridge was elegant and fragrant. After drinking it, his throat was moisturized and comfortable, and the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth.
Xie Tingyu said: "It tastes great, Shui'er's cooking skills are getting better and better."
Ye Qingshui glanced at him and said, "I'm going to work."
It rained in early autumn, and the soil became loose and moist. The busy farming season has arrived again. All members, no matter what kind of work they do, have to work together to plant seeds. After breakfast, Ye Qingshui quickly went to the fields to plant rice.
Xie Tingyu glanced at a piece of pork carefully placed on the stove, and an idea came to his mind.
At noon, it was time to get off work and go home for lunch. Ye Qingshui put down his farm tools and prepared to go home to cook.
She wiped the sweat off her face and her throat was so sore from exhaustion.
Suddenly, at this moment, there were sounds of amazement beside me.
"Shui Ya, look, your man is here to bring you food!" Zhou Tingting tugged at Ye Qingshui's sleeve and told her in surprise.
"Oh my god, it's really Xie Zhiqing." said a girl.
It is rare to see Xie Tingyu bringing water and food to others. For a man like this, it is okay if others are nice to him. But if he is nice to others, that is enough to make people envy him.
Northern men are very chauvinistic. Some women in the village who are married to educated youth cannot expect their husbands to be considerate of them. Women work outside and have to serve men and do housework when they come home.
"It's been so long since we last met, and Xie Zhiqing is still so neat and tidy."
That's not the case. I thought a married man would be somewhat unkempt, especially when he was recuperating at home. But Xie Tingyu looked refreshed, even his beard was shaved clean, and he was as tall and straight as a young poplar.
"Shui Ya, you can eat a few more bites of food if you face this man all day long." An aunt joked with a smile.
He was tall, wore neat clothes, had deep and handsome eyes, and before marriage, all the unmarried girls in the village were throbbing with excitement. He was more handsome than the male lead in the movie, and his family was well-off. He was rich and good-looking, and other things aside, this alone made others envy Ye Qingshui.
"Xie Zhiqing is such a nice person. I heard that you are still recuperating from your illness, right?" a girl asked Ye Qingshui.
Ye Qingshui looked up and was also puzzled.
Why is he running out here instead of staying at home?
Xie Tingyu touched the warm lunch box, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his handsome face. He said:
"You must be hungry. Come eat."
He handed the lunch box to Ye Qingshui.
"Did you make this?" Ye Qingshui opened the lunch box and saw that it contained a simple dish of stir-fried vegetables and meat. There were slices of meat, so it definitely wasn't made by my mother.
It was the first time that Ye Qingshui saw Xie Tingyu cooking, and it felt strange and bizarre.
She used chopsticks to pick up the food. The vegetables were freshly cooked and still green. There were quite a lot of varieties, cucumbers, beans, water spinach, all neatly arranged, saving the appearance of the lunch box.
It looks good, but I don’t know how it tastes.
Ye Qingshui thought of the last time when he was able to set the firewood room on fire by boiling a bowl of ginger soup, and sighed. In line with the principle of not wasting food, Ye Qingshui took the lunch box and quickly ate a few mouthfuls of white rice.
The vegetables taste very bland, as if no salt has been added, but it’s better than being so salty that it’s deadly.
The meat slices were a little burnt and bitter, but it was still edible. After all, lard tastes good, and dishes fried with lard are always delicious. This sumptuous lunch box made others envious.
Ye Qingshui's marriage improved the living standard of the whole family. In the countryside, they could eat meat every now and then. I wonder how much better she will enjoy when she returns to her parents' home.
Seeing Ye Qingshui eating normally, Xie Tingyu couldn't help but ask, "Is it delicious?"
Ye Qingshui said calmly, "Why don't you try it yourself?"
She couldn't evaluate Xie Tingyu's level.
Xie Tingyu picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat from her bowl naturally, put it in his mouth, and then picked up some vegetables to eat after he finished eating.
He completely ignored Ye Qingshui's stunned expression.
No, no, why didn't he eat his own portion, but took it from her bowl? City people like him are very particular about hygiene. Wouldn't he feel uncomfortable if his whole body was touched by other people's saliva?
After Xie Tingyu finished eating, he was stunned for a while and couldn't speak.
The meat was old and burnt, with a bitter taste, and the vegetables were bland and tasteless, but some were very salty. Xie Tingyu was surprised that the vegetables cooked in the same pot could have different saltiness. It was rare that the little girl ate calmly, eating with big mouthfuls, without any disgust on her face.
He coughed lightly, and a hint of red gradually appeared on his fair face.
"Shui'er, drink some tea to moisten your throat."
The tea is made by Ye Qingshui using picked and dried camellia flowers mixed with lemon. It tastes sour and sweet and is very thirst-quenching.
There is always one thing that is worth mentioning in this lunch.
Xie Tingyu said, "I'll go take the food to Grandma and Grandma, Shui'er, take your time to eat."
After saying this, he quickly disappeared with the lunch box in his hand.
Although he is gone, there are still many words about him.
"I didn't see it wrong. Xie Zhiqing even ate from Ye Qingshui's bowl."
"Isn't this too rude?"
Several unmarried girls said.
Although they are husband and wife, they can do whatever they want behind closed doors. It is really shocking that they still do this outside. This kind of behavior really makes people...
The married women curled their lips and said nothing. These unmarried girls don't know the fun of it. How can they understand that the newlyweds are in the prime of their marriage and nothing they do is enough?
Ye Qingshui heard the random gossips around him and looked quite helpless.
Xie Tingyu simply came to deliver a meal. If you didn't know her, you would think she was a celebrity, with her every move attracting so much attention.
Xie Tingyu brought a lot of scented tea, and Zhou Tingting also came to get a cup to moisten her throat.
She smiled teasingly, covering her mouth with her hands, and leaned close to Ye Qingshui's ear and said, "I thought Xie Tingyu was a cold ice cube in private, the kind who never smiled. I didn't expect that he was quite considerate."
"Did he cook the meal?"
Ye Qingshui flipped the rice in his hand and said, "If you try the rice cooked by Xie Tingyu, you probably won't be so sensitive to cold and hot."
Zhou Tingting said in a serious tone: "For a family like Xie Zhiqing who grew up in a big courtyard and hired a nanny, I'm afraid they have never had to cook in their entire lives."
"Shuiya, I heard that you cook delicious food. Can you teach him?"
"Teach him how to cut meat and vegetables, and how to make a fire and cook."
Zhou Tingting felt very excited just by imagining it.
She touched her nose and said, "Men in the north seldom go into the kitchen. Really, I'm not lying to you, my father has never cooked a meal in his life, so...Xie Zhiqing can still be trained. Shuiya, you don't know how lucky you are."
Ye Qingshui smiled helplessly. She didn't feel comfortable interrupting Zhou Tingting's fantasy.
What's the point of training a man who is about to be kicked out? To teach him good cooking skills so that he can please his next wife in the future?
She picked up the unevenly salty dishes from the lunch box and started eating without any appetite.
The more Ye Qingshui ate, the harder it found to swallow. Even though she had never been a picky eater, she began to worry.
She turned over the remaining leaves with chopsticks.
Forget it, I'll teach him a lesson. If he prepares this kind of food every day, it will be a waste of food. Even if you value food, you can't let him continue to maintain this level of cooking.
On the other side, He Fang, who was working in the same group, looked at Ye Qingshui indifferently. Seeing her eating the lunch box with a happy face, she clenched her hands with jealousy. Her chopsticks poked the hard rice and said to Sun Lingyu: "The rice is too dry, I have no appetite."
Sun Lingyu felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
She ate her lunch box in silence.
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