The next day, before the warm morning sun rose, a layer of early autumn dew condensed on the short grass stacks in front of the farmer's house. The fog was so thick that it was pitch black all around.
Qian Xiangdong wiped the sweat off his face, picked up a bottle and knocked on Ye Qingshui's door.
Ye Qingshui handed the freshly baked breakfast to Qian Xiangdong, and a pile of miscellaneous things fell into her hands.
It feels quite heavy when I weigh it.
Qian Xiangdong said, "I don't know what that Ding thing of yours is. I asked around and nobody knew. The milk was freshly made this morning. It's easy to spoil if left out for a long time. Drink it up as soon as possible. Did your sister-in-law give birth to a baby, or are you using it to nourish the old man?"
Ye Qingshui nodded, "Milk, butter..."
She didn't expect Qian Xiangdong to move so quickly. She shook her head and said, "No, sister-in-law, I want to use it to make something delicious."
The cool breeze at night woke Xie Tingyu up. He saw a little warm light pouring in from the door, and Ye Qingshui's slender back pressed against the door.
He heard the little girl gratefully say to the black market swindler:
"Thanks a lot."
"Would you like to have a bowl of hot water and eat something to fill your stomach before leaving?"
Qian Xiangdong shook the hot steamed buns and glutinous rice chicken in his hands, and patted the kettle on his waist.
"Thanks, big sister. I'm going to the black market."
Xie Tingyu frowned, feeling unhappy.
He coughed hard, and Ye Qingshui's attention returned to the room.
She said, "Did I wake you up? Sorry, go back to sleep, I'll go make breakfast first."
Ye Qingshui divided the milk into two halves, placed one half under the well to keep it fresh, and boiled the other half as breakfast for grandma and mother to replenish their bodies.
Grandma Ye and Mom Ye were shocked to find that there was milk to drink for breakfast.
Except for Xie Tingyu, who was forcibly woken up at four in the morning and looked a little bad.
Ye Qingshui used Xie Tingyu as a shield and explained to them, "Brother Yu needs to replenish his body. He asked someone to buy it yesterday."
Xie Tingyu was holding the ceramic bowl and sipping milk from the rim of the bowl. He almost choked when he heard Ye Qingshui's words.
Whenever this happened, Ye Qingshui always thought of him.
Upon hearing this, the grandmother and the mother said to Xie Tingyu affectionately, "Xiao Xie, drink more. This milk is expensive...I won't drink it anymore. I'll save it for you."
The smile on Ye Qingshui's lips froze, and Xie Tingyu clenched his fists and covered his lips with them, unable to help but laugh.
Ye Qingshui said sweetly to the old lady: "Grandma, you can't keep the milk. If you keep it, it will go bad."
The old lady tried to drink a mouthful of milk, which was warm and fragrant, and tasted better than the expensive malted milk. Drinking a mouthful of milk and eating a meat bun made her so happy that she could not even imagine it.
The old lady just drank a bowl, her stomach was full, she smacked her lips, and there was a fragrance. After drinking it, not only was there a milky fragrance in her mouth, but the whole house was filled with a warm milky fragrance.
On this day, Ye Qingshui actively ran to the orchard in the mountains and picked a bunch of bananas.
It was five cents in total, but Ye Qingshui gave one cent because he didn't bring his ticket. Although the fruit was grown by his own team, he still had to pay for it if he wanted to eat it, but it was very cheap.
The member who was looking after the fruit trees was very honest. He grinned with his almost-lost teeth and said, "Shui Ya, wait a minute and I'll give you these."
He took out a few mangoes that were so ripe that they were about to become soft and stuffed them into Ye Qingshui's pockets.
Ye Qingshui held the heavy fruits in his arms, smelling the fragrant fruity aroma, feeling very satisfied.
After returning home, Ye Qingshui beat a lot of eggs to make dessert.
Xie Tingyu, who was recovering from his injuries at home and had nothing to do, went into the woodshed. He watched Ye Qingshui beat the egg whites for a long time and said, "Let me do it?"
Xie Tingyu stirred the egg whites with his uninjured hand. It was a very boring action, but Ye Qingshui would add something in the middle.
The soft and fragrant body that occasionally came close to him was so exciting that Xie Tingyu no longer felt bored. After stirring for almost an hour, he finally beat the egg whites into a soft and creamy state.
Ye Qingshui glanced at Xie Tingyu's arm and couldn't help but sigh that men are still stronger.
Bathed in the little girl's somewhat admiring gaze, Xie Tingyu's lips unconsciously raised.
Xie Tingyu walked out of the woodshed, drank a cup of tea outside and relaxed his muscles. A sweet fragrance wafted out from the window of the woodshed, which was very warm and mixed with the aroma of milk and fruit.
When he finished chopping firewood in the yard and entered the woodshed again, Ye Qingshui was carefully putting the yellow crispy balls into the jars one by one and sealing them.
Ye Qingshui wiped the sweat off his forehead and saved a few for his family to eat.
"What is this?" Xie Tingyu picked up a round ball of meringue and started to take a bite.
Ye Qingshui didn't say what it was, but just said vaguely: "It's delicious, let's call it... Mango Crisp."
It is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The moment your teeth bite into it, the golden skin cracks with a slight "crunch" sound. The inside is soft and fluffy, containing a ball of tender and smooth cream. The cream blends the fragrance of mango and milk, and melts softly on the tip of your tongue.
It was sweet but not greasy, with a light milky flavor spreading in his mouth. He could occasionally taste the fruit pulp mixed in the cream, and the ripe mango had a refreshing aroma.
Xie Tingyu picked one up and ate it. This time it was banana milk flavored. He ate several more in a row. Each bite was so crispy that it was appropriate to call it mango crisp.
Ye Qingshui was still wrapping the meringue with lotus leaves, filling the empty shells with the cream one by one. She raised the lotus leaf and stared at the ball in her hand seriously.
Xie Tingyu silently moved closer, lowered her head, and a piece of white skin on her neck was exposed. It was fragrant and soft, and the taste was like butter in the mouth.
He stretched out his arms and gently embraced her slender waist. He buried his head in her neck and rubbed it slightly. It was just as warm and soft as he imagined. He sighed, and the hot breath from his nose was full of fiery ambiguity.
"Shui'er——"
Ye Qingshui was suddenly startled. He exerted force with his palms and the soft cream was squeezed out and spread on his face.
Then her hand loosened and the lotus leaf fell to the ground.
The arm across Ye Qingshui's waist was hot and as strong as steel. Ye Qingshui struggled to get free but failed. She bent down, lowered her head, and bit Xie Tingyu's arm hard with all her strength.
The man's arms suddenly loosened.
Her face turned red, she turned around and waved her hand, and a loud slap cut through the air.
silence.
silence.
There was silence all around.
The corners of Xie Tingyu's mouth, which had not yet had time to bend up, suddenly straightened and gradually sank.
He turned his face to the side, his eyes dark.
After a pause, Xie Tingyu turned his face back calmly. He stared at the little girl, his lips moving slightly.
"W-why?"
The girl who seemed soft and gullible in his eyes but actually had a stubborn personality, now had red cheeks and angry watery eyes that were getting brighter and brighter than the flames burning in the stove. It was so hot that it seemed to burn one's eyes.
Xie Tingyu's heart was also burned by this look, like a cigarette butt burning his thumb.
The scorching heat brought back a moment of clarity.
Her chest rose and fell, and she took a deep breath to calm herself down.
She said, "Xie Tingyu, you really don't believe what I say."
"I'm telling you again, I want a divorce! I don't have any feelings for you, not even the kind of husband-wife or brother-sister love!"
"Stop trying to fool me with those words like you treat me like your sister. What brother would hug and kiss his sister? You just want to take advantage of me. I'm telling you, no way!"
After saying this, she hugged the jar and rushed out of the door.
The old door of the woodshed was kicked and pushed, making a creaking sound as it could not bear the weight.
Xie Tingyu touched his hot cheek and felt as if he had just woken up from a dream.
…
Educated youth point.
The weekend after the autumn ploughing was very comfortable. The team leader gave everyone a day off, and the educated youth went to the county town in groups of three or four to have a good meal and buy food and clothing.
Shen Weimin did not go, but read the latest issue of the military magazine in the dormitory.
He felt someone coming and glanced over. It was Xie Tingyu.
But... after just a casual glance, his eyes suddenly froze.
Shen Weimin’s mouth opened as if someone had forced a few eggs into it, and it opened wide, and the shock on his face was indescribable.
"Brother Yu... Hey——"
There was a clear red mark on the left side of Xie Tingyu's face.
Shen Weimin stuttered, “What’s going on here?”
The mark was so clear in a short time that the marks of the five thumbs could be counted clearly. Shen Weimin couldn't deceive himself and thought that these were marks left by bumps.
Xie Tingyu tilted his head, with depression and surprise still in his eyes.
Shen Weimin stuttered, "Hey, this couldn't be a beating by those hooligans, don't hit people in the face, haven't you learned enough from the last lesson——"
But then he thought about it and it didn't make sense. Xie Tingyu only beat others to a pulp, and he had never suffered such a loss in his life.
Xie Tingyu said calmly: "No."
"What's not?"
"Shui Ya hit me."
Shen Weimin was silent.
Shen Weimin was so surprised that he didn't speak for a long time. He said incredulously: "No, I said, I..."
"Brother Yu, how could Shuiya hit you?"
"Ah?" He bit the last syllable of the word and raised it high.
Xie Tingyu thought about it seriously and said, "She wants to divorce me. She doesn't like me."
He hesitated for a moment and corrected himself: "She may not like me."
Shen Weimin's mind was filled with "Did I hear it wrong?", "Shui Ya actually wanted a divorce", and the repeated "Brother Yu was beaten". His mood was extremely complicated and he couldn't digest it in a short time.
He thought for a while and couldn't help wondering, "What should I do? Brother Yu, do you want a divorce?"
Xie Tingyu shook his head, "I——"
He suddenly fell silent. "Let's talk outside. It's not convenient here."
Shen Weimin and Xie Tingyu came to the foot of the mountain. Shen Weimin was pulling the dogtail grass by the stream, not knowing how to digest the news.
He looked at the rare depression and frustration in Xie Tingyu's eyes, and his gaze was so calm as if there was no ripple at all.
But he knew that the last time Xie Tingyu showed such a look was one winter when he ran out in the snow and knocked on his door.
At that time, his father and mother were divorcing.
From then on, Xie Tingyu grew up overnight, and Shen Weimin also hated women like Xie Tingyu's mother.
In addition to being surprised that Ye Qingshui would slap Xie Tingyu, Shen Weimin was more frightened by the emotion in his eyes.
He said, “Do you really like it that much?”
"If you like me, then go after me. Why are you so disappointed in me? Is it interesting?"
The author has something to say:
Congratulations to Brother Yu, who has embarked on the difficult journey of pursuing a wife.
Brother Yu: “…”
Brother Yu: I collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up. I want to drink hand-ground coffee...
Oh, I need a lot of encouragement to chase my wife
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