His little girl was holding a bun and looking at him with a smile on her face. Her charming eyes were filled with enthusiasm that made people blush.
Just like the strong wine in my memory, just a little bit of it touched by my father with the tip of my chopsticks would make him somersault with joy as if he was stepping on cotton.
"Brother Li, my hands are tired." The little girl standing on the ridge, dressed in army green, contrasted beautifully with the sweet potato vines in the field.
The lush green reflected in the boy's eyes was like the most vibrant and luxuriant spring in the deep sea, flourishing with the most vigorous vitality under the sun.
"I'll eat it myself." The young man loosened his hand that was tightly gripping the hoe handle and took the bun that was half wrapped in oil paper from the little girl.
"Brother Li, were you thinking about me feeding you just now?" The little girl stood on tiptoe and leaned towards him with a smile in her eyes.
After quickly leaving a few thought-provoking words in his ear, she stood there calmly, looking at him with a sweet smile.
"I don't think so." The boy pinched the bun, lowered his eyes embarrassedly, and took a big bite in her eyes full of expectation.
The bun wrapper is soft and fluffy, and the meat filling is fragrant and tender. It is an irresistible delicacy that rolls over your taste buds again and again.
It was just strange that the buns didn't get cold at all, but were still at the most suitable temperature, just like the warm buns my mother had just steamed in my childhood memories and then cooled in a winnowing basket for a while.
"Brother Li, drink some water." Seeing that he quickly finished a bun, the girl immediately took out a stainless steel combination military water bottle from her bag.
This was sent to her by her sixth brother from the army last year. It is a curved water bottle designed specifically for paratroopers and can hold up to one liter of water.
As for the water in the pot, it was half a bottle of mineral water that she had finally dug out from the refrigerator under the counter after rummaging through the braised meat shop in the space.
She poured one bottle into the kettle, but she couldn't bear to throw away the mineral water bottle, thinking of filling it with boiled water one day so that she could use it next time.
In fact, she also wanted to drink one bottle and throw away two bottles, but unfortunately the space was not enough and it could not be regenerated. If she used one bottle, there would be one less bottle. The fact of having to tighten her belt forced her to count on her fingers and save money.
"I..." Not thirsty! Okay! Looking at the little girl's enthusiastic eyes, the boy felt that if he didn't feel thirsty, he would be sorry for the little girl. He had to feel thirsty.
Taking the kettle, the boy unscrewed the plastic twist-top cap with his ears burning as the little girl stared intently at him.
The young man tilted his head slightly, his slender neck lines were smooth. He lightly touched the bottle mouth, his throat moved slightly, and the mineral water jumped down from the tip of his tongue and slid down his throat into the depths of his body.
An instant of coolness swept over his body, a refreshing feeling he had never experienced before. He couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly, enjoying the nourishment and satisfaction of the moment.
He couldn't help but take another sip. This time he tasted it carefully and found a slight sweetness between his lips and teeth.
The slight sweetness was like that of a little girl. The boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and he seemed to realize that he had drunk from the bottle mouth, and perhaps the little girl's lips had also lingered there.
In the moment of slight hesitation, a drop of water gently slid down from the corner of the boy's mouth, along his clean and beautiful jaw, and along with the undulating Adam's apple, emitting an attractive luster in the sunlight.
Mo Yutong's gaze couldn't help but follow the drop of water, falling from the sexy Adam's apple to the winding collarbone, and then leaving a wet mark that reflected a faint light.
The young man, with red ears, lowered his brows and looked at his little girl. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she seemed to be still in a dream in the distant mountains and rivers.
After tightening the bottle cap, he coughed twice, but the little girl still stared at him without blinking.
Following her gaze, the boy's slender fingers brushed across her collarbone uncomfortably, but a faint smile played on his lips.
But before his smile could fade away, he saw the little girl suddenly take a step forward and eagerly grasp his right elbow.
The moment their skin touched, Yan Mingli was completely stunned, and the place where her hand was holding was frighteningly hot.
What does she want to do? This is not only a question for Yan Mingli, but also for his second aunt and Zhao Jun's wife who have been keeping an eye on them.
Even those members who were standing far away, hoeing the ground with their necks raised questions.
"How did your hand get hurt?" Mo Yutong looked at the abrasion on the inside of his elbow with eyes full of heartache, wishing she could take out the iodine disinfectant right away and clean the wound carefully for him.
"It's okay, just a minor scratch." Yan Mingli looked at her distressed look, and the softness in his heart extended infinitely, as if it would wrap up his whole heart in a very short time.
"Sister, Brother Yan just had a fight with Brother Wu from the next team..." Zhao Erni, who is worthy of being Yan Mingxue's good friend, looked up at Mo Yutong and said loudly.
"Erni!" Zhao Jun's wife quickly pulled Zhao Erni over and shook her head at her.
She had the same idea as Yan Mingli. She heard that girls in the capital were all well-mannered and polite. If she disliked the boy from the Yan family because of this, it would be the fault of their Zhao family.
Although she was not optimistic about the two of them, she did not want to become a stumbling block in their relationship.
"Are you injured anywhere else?" Mo Yutong's eyes were full of concern.
There is no blame in worry, nor disgust in speculation, only pure concern without any impurities.
"No." Yan Mingli shook his head, his eyes falling on her soft hands still clasped at her elbows.
He opened his mouth, wanting her to let him go, but a slight resistance arose in his heart. He had to admit that he liked this kind of hot warmth.
"Is that person seriously injured?" Mo Yutong wanted to know whether the boy who bullied her escaped unscathed.
"Brother Yan is so awesome. He beat Brother Wu's face until it was swollen." Seeing that her sister-in-law let her go, Zhao Erni immediately ran to Mo Yutong's feet and farted to add fuel to Yan Mingli's fire.
Mo Yutong couldn't help but laugh. She looked at her boy with smiling eyes and said, "I'll show you after work."
Look? How? Yan Mingli felt like he was about to get steamy. The little girl's words were too scary.
He couldn't imagine such a scene at all. Was she staring at him through her fingers like last night? Or...
"I'll take you home first." Yan Mingli quickly put aside the crazy images in his mind and returned the kettle to the little girl.
"Yeah." Mo Yutong took the kettle and stuffed it into her bag, responding obediently.
Yan Mingli quickly said to his second aunt who had been tilling the soil nearby, "Second aunt, please help me look after the tools. I'll be back soon."
"Go quickly! It's okay if you really can't come back. You don't have much work left anyway. We can help you and finish it quickly. We will also return the tools to you when the time comes." Second Aunt smiled and waved to them.
Didn't Second Aunt disapprove of them being together? Why is she now supporting them?
Yan Mingli responded softly and walked slowly on the ridge, while Mo Yutong, holding the wicker basket in one hand and holding his clothes with the other, followed him slowly and walked to the path.
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