Wash and dry fresh honeysuckle, put it into a pot, add cold water, and simmer on low heat for half an hour. Then add two spoons of brown sugar, stir until it melts, filter out the petals and residue, and place it in a water tank to cool.
On a summer night with the moonlight shining like water, it is so comfortable to sit in the yard and drink tea in the cool air.
Xie San helped Cheng Yaoyao pick a lot of honeysuckle, and after boiling it, everyone in the educated youth camp got a cup. Cheng Yaoyao hadn't been cooking recently, and everyone was thinking about the barberry soup she cooked. At this time, everyone held a cup of honeysuckle juice in their hands, sipping it carefully, and felt that the summer heat had completely disappeared.
It was cool in the yard tonight, and everyone was enjoying the cool air in the yard. The male educated youth were squatting at the door smoking, but Cheng Nonuo was nowhere to be seen. No one knew where she had gone.
Today's dinner was terrible again. Everyone was complaining. Cheng Nuonuo just lowered her head. I don't know if it was Cheng Yaoyao's illusion, but I always felt that her complexion became darker and her eyes were sinister. After finishing the meal, she disappeared one after another with Shen Yan.
Han Yin and Cheng Yaoyao sat back to back, looking at the honeysuckle dew in their hands: "It's so delicious. What's wrong with your brain? How did you come up with something so delicious?"
Zhang Xiaofeng, who was sitting nearby, fanning himself to keep cool, also smiled and said, "Yaoyao really knows how to enjoy himself."
"Don't worry, if I have a drink, you guys will have some too." Cheng Yaoyao had her long hair spread out on the back of the chair as she sipped the honeysuckle dew.
It’s a pity that there is no honey. Honeysuckle dew with honey would taste better.
Han Yin sighed: "But we are going to move to the dormitory in two days. Whose house do you think we will live in in the end?"
The village party secretary and Lin Dafu had come to say hello. The message was that the educated youth should make preparations in advance. If they had good relationships with villagers, they could discuss moving in with them. Otherwise, they would have to wait until next week for allocation.
Han Yin and Cheng Yaoyao's relationship had just improved, but they had to separate in a few days, and they couldn't help but feel reluctant. Cheng Yaoyao was also a little reluctant, after all, in this world, the people she had the deepest feelings for, besides Xie San, were Zhang Xiaofeng and Han Yin.
Han Yin suddenly said, "Why don't we live in the same house? It would be nice for the two of us to share a bed."
Cheng Yaoyao was vague about it. Although they were emotional, living together for a long time would always cause some friction, and Cheng Yaoyao was used to living alone. More importantly, she had to live in Xie San's house now. Xie San hadn't agreed yet, and with Han Yin in the mix, the possibility was zero.
Cheng Yaoyao filled a pot of honeysuckle dew for Xie San, but this time she didn't add Lingquan water - she was really afraid that Xie San would lose too much blood. She also added a bottle of dried bayberry, which was boiled with half a cup of Lingquan water. Xiao Heye was so upset about it that she stayed up until late at night.
Cheng Yaoyao was annoyed by its crying, so he took the pot of water that Xie San had drunk, hesitated, and drank the remaining water from the pot. The little lotus leaf shook with satisfaction and finally calmed down.
So annoying... Cheng Yaoyao huddled into the quilt and couldn't help but touch her lips. She found that, compared to physical contact with Xie San, the exchange of body fluids seemed to be more effective in obtaining abundant yang energy. But she couldn't drink Xie San's water like a pervert every day, right? !
Before Cheng Yaoyao could take out the honeysuckle dew and dried starberry, Xie San gave her a gift first.
A small pillow.
Xie San's palms are broad, and his fingers are long and rough, but he can weave such an exquisite little pillow. The oval shape is slightly curled at both ends, and the bamboo strips are polished to be smooth and cool to the touch, and will never cut Cheng Yuanyao's delicate face.
Cheng Yaoyao held it lovingly and rubbed his face against it. There was still the scent of Xie San on it: "It's really beautiful, I like this!"
The original bamboo pillow cut Cheng Yaoyao's face. Now Cheng Yaoyao has to check it carefully before going to bed every night, and he is almost left with psychological trauma.
"..." This bamboo pillow was woven by myself. Seeing Cheng Yaoyao's delicate face pressed against it, it was like...
Xie San turned his eyes away uncomfortably. He had a nightmare last night and was caught by his grandmother when he washed the mattress in the morning. Xie San was simply ashamed.
Xie San lowered his head to cover up his mistake and took out another handful of peaches from the big basket. The peaches were crooked, with green skin and pinkish red tip.
Cheng Yaoyao knew at first glance that the peach was wild and had a strong sweet and sour taste, so he deliberately said, "It looks very sour."
Xie San said: "It's not sour."
"Really?" Cheng Yaoyao leaned over to take a look, and casually rubbed Xie Sanjian's strong arm with one hand.
...I got nothing.
It was as if Xie San had eyes on his back. He dodged suddenly and took two steps back.
Cheng Yaoyao failed to steal the Yang Qi and was guarded from a distance by Xie San as if he were a gangster. He pouted in grievance.
Her pitiful look, contrasting with her stunning beauty that didn't belong to a poor and remote area, always made people feel that she was wronged.
Xie San's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.
Cheng Yaoyao was very sensitive. He sensed that Xie San's attitude was loosening, so he immediately turned over like a cat and started to act coquettishly: "It's so hot. The dormitory is stuffy and hot every night, and there are a lot of mosquitoes. Look at my hands, they are bitten by mosquitoes."
Cheng Yaoyao rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and his arms, as white and tender as lotus roots, suddenly caught Xie San's eyes. Xie San immediately turned his eyes away as if he was scalded.
Cheng Yaoyao said, "Really! There are also bedbugs. Last night, a bedbug fell into Liu Minxia's hair and we couldn't sleep well all night."
These private words should not be told to her. Xie San didn't know how to respond to her, so he said in a hoarse voice: "I'll get you some mugwort to fumigate."
Cheng Yaoyao groaned: "It's useless. I also bought some mosquito coils. The mosquitoes in this country are too poisonous. They can't be used to fumigate them at all."
Xie San was silent again. Cheng Yaoyao kept talking about this and that for a long time, but Xie San refused to respond.
Cheng Yaoyao had no choice but to shut up and get straight to the point: "I want to live at your house."
Xie San jumped up and half of the peaches fell to the ground, covered with dirt.
"Oh, my peaches! What are you doing? It's like you've seen a ghost!" Cheng Yaoyao looked at those small ugly peaches with heartache. He had just despised them, but now he felt heartache again.
Cheng Yaoyao explained in a low voice, "After the last heavy rain, several buildings collapsed in our youth camp. The team leader said that for safety reasons, we must first move into the villagers' homes. I only know your family in this village. Tell me, whose house should I move into?"
Cheng Yaoyao kicked the ball over. Cheng Yaoyao's words just now made Xie San's mind suddenly have many inappropriate thoughts, and the shock has not subsided yet.
Suddenly receiving Cheng Yaoyao's glance, Xie San turned his eyes away and said with difficulty: "I don't know."
"People are asking you for advice with good intentions, but you just make the excuse and say you don't know anything!" Cheng Yaoyao's pretty face immediately fell, and he picked up a peach on the ground and smashed it at Xie San's head.
Xie Santou didn't even turn around, he just raised his hand to catch it. Then he squatted down, picked up the peaches on the ground one by one, and put them in the pocket under his clothes.
These peaches are the earliest batch found in the mountains. They are sweet and crisp. Cheng Yaoyao is not interested in them. He can take them home for his sister to eat.
Cheng Yaoyao folded his arms, sitting there angrily waiting for Xie San to realize his mistake. He didn't hear him speak for a long time. When he turned around, he found Xie San picking peaches.
Cheng Yaoyao was even more furious. She suddenly jumped up and pointed at Xie San, saying, "If you don't want to live here, then don't live here. Do you think I really want your big house?"
Xie San raised his eyes suddenly, a ferocious light like a beast flashed in his narrow eyes, a trace of blood red seeped from his lower eyelids, his masseter muscles were tensed, and he looked like he was enraged.
Cheng Yaoyao was shocked. Xie San was too scary. He almost thought that Xie San would swoop over and bite off his throat in the next second.
There was a short yet long silence, and Xie San did nothing in the end. He lowered his eyes, picked up the peaches covered in mud one by one, and stood up.
The man's voice was a little hoarse and self-deprecating: "I know I'm a landlord's son and I live in a landlord's house, so I won't bother you to step on my land."
This tone was cold and emotionless, as if they had returned to the time when they first met.
As soon as those words came out of his mouth, Cheng Yaoyao knew that he had said the wrong thing.
After all, her soul came from the modern era, and she could not deeply understand that the title of landlord was an indelible original sin engraved on Xie San's body, more than 20 years of humiliation and inferiority, and an indelible scar on their entire family.
In the original book, whenever the three Xie families were mentioned, they would always mention the landlords' houses. Cheng Yaoyao blurted it out in anger.
"I...I didn't mean that..." Cheng Yaoyao panicked and took a step forward stutteringly.
Xie San dodged Cheng Yaoyao's outstretched hand and said, "Don't push me around anymore. You're a girl, and it's not good for your reputation to be associated with a landlord's son of a bitch like me."
"Why do you say that!" Cheng Yaoyao's nose was sore because of his cold attitude, and tears rolled down her cheeks. This was not the kind of crying she did when she was being coquettish, and even she herself was caught off guard.
Xie San's expression changed, and he just raised his fist, but he clenched it tightly, forcing himself not to look at Cheng Yaoyao's tearful eyes. He said in a stern voice: "Don't cry, if someone sees you, they will think I did something to you."
Cheng Yaoyao cried even louder: "It's you, it was you! Why are you pretending to distance yourself from me? I just said one wrong thing! When we first met, you tied me up with a pig rope. What did I say?"
Cheng Yaoyao cried and stamped his feet, tears streaming down his face like crazy.
Xie San had seen girls cry before. There were also a few girls in the village who were not afraid of his status as a bastard and pestered him, but Xie San just felt annoyed and walked away without even looking at them.
Cheng Yaoyao was so coquettish and rude, he should have hated her, but his legs seemed to be tied up by something, and he couldn't move a step. Xie San said coldly: "You can't say anything casually."
"I'm telling you for the last time. There's a huge gap between us. I don't care what you think. Don't get too close to me anymore. Xiao Fei is young and keeps pestering you. I'll tell her. And please... don't come to see me anymore."
Cheng Yaoyao was crying, but was stunned by what Xie San said one after another. She forgot about her tears and stared at Xie San with her watery eyes.
Those cold, misty eyes made Xie San more nervous than a wild animal. He said this with a hard heart and was about to leave, but something grabbed the hem of his clothes.
He turned his head and saw a slender, white hand tightly pulling the hem of his tattered jacket.
Too disobedient, Xie San frowned.
"I didn't mean to call you a landlord... it's because... I never thought that you are any different from other people just because you were born into a landlord family." Cheng Yaoyao's cheeks flushed, and he sobbed while trying to speak.
"Your grandfather is a landlord, what does that have to do with you? Besides, everyone in the village knows that when your grandfather was a landlord, he never bullied anyone and was a well-known good man!"
"I said that to you because I don't think it's a sin to be born a landlord. I..."
Xie San scolded in a low voice: "Stop talking!"
Xie San's heart was filled with mixed emotions. He had suppressed the humiliation and resentment of the past twenty years and had never shown his wounds to anyone. At this moment, all his defenses melted away at Cheng Yaoyao's words, and he was eager to find a way out.
Cheng Yaoyao panicked. Xie San had never been so cruel to her, and had never looked at her with such cold eyes. She didn't care about losing face, and eagerly confessed: "I always think you are the best person, better than anyone in Tianshui Village. This era will soon pass, and by then there will be no more landlords, rich peasants, counter-revolutionaries, bad elements, and rightists. You will stand higher than everyone else, and uh!"
Cheng Yaoyao's mouth was suddenly covered by a big hand. Xie San pressed her against the tree trunk, pressed his hot chest tightly against hers, and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense!"
In this era, being born into a family is considered original sin, and there are countless people who have been convicted for their words. Even fathers and sons, and husbands and wives, attack and expose each other. How naive Cheng Yaoyao must be to dare to say such words to himself.
The rich and pure breath continued to flow into the body. The small lotus leaf was shaking wildly. Cheng Yaoyao wanted to say something, but was soon attracted by the smell of Xie San.
She hadn't been this close to Xie San for several days. She took a deep breath in ecstasy and couldn't help but secretly stick out her tongue...
Cheng Yaoyao was pushed out suddenly and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Xie San was quick to catch her and prevented Cheng Yaoyao's beautiful face from coming into close contact with the ground.
Cheng Yaoyao finally realized what he had just done and covered his mouth with his hand: "It wasn't me!"
The little lotus leaf swayed triumphantly.
Xie San stared at her with a red face and thick neck, his lower eyelids oozing red, and his breathing was heavy. He hid his hand behind his back, his emotions were complicated and difficult to discern. I don't know if it was because of what Cheng Yaoyao had just said, or because of the wet and soft spot in his palm, he licked it in surprise.
Cheng Yaoyao wanted to hit her head against the ground and wanted to tear the small lotus leaf. She squatted down to cover up and picked up the peaches on the ground. After picking up a few, she heard Xie San's heavy breathing, like a beast panting above her head. The vigorous heat from his body was brought to her by the warm wind. When she smelled Xie San's unique scent, the small lotus leaf shook its leaves in joy, causing Cheng Yaoyao's body to soften again, and she instinctively wanted to rub against Xie San.
Cheng Yaoyao held his breath, stood up unhappily and said, "Why are you acting so stupid? I just... it was an accident. What kind of dirty things are you thinking about?"
As soon as these words came out, Xie Sanmai's pale face suddenly became a darker shade, and smoke almost came out of his head.
Cheng Yaoyao just said something to him casually, but suddenly he looked embarrassed as if his true feelings were exposed, and he was immediately dumbfounded: "You, you, you... why are you blushing! You are not really thinking about it, are you?"
Xie San's head was almost smoking, his masseter muscles bulged, and he stared at Cheng Yaoyao and said word by word: "Don't say anymore. I didn't..."
"Nothing?" Cheng Yaoyao stared at him with her peach blossom eyes, her cheeks flushed and her eyes full of confusion, completely unaware that her shy and annoyed look would only arouse the man's desire to conquer and destroy.
The sweetness and tenderness she tasted yesterday was a hundred times more fragrant than the one in her dream, making her savor it. She was still not sure whether to risk her life or death, and was trying to get an explanation from him.
Xie San suddenly took a step forward, and his tall figure completely enveloped Cheng Yaoyao. Xie San's aura rushed towards his face, frightening Cheng Yaoyao so much that he leaned back against the tree trunk.
The little lotus leaf seemed to sense the danger and disappeared with a whoosh.
Cheng Yaoyao's heartbeat stopped for a beat. Xie San was a little... a little scary. She bit her tongue and showed her usual style to scare him. Her eyes were rolling, and there was a tear mole under her eyes, showing her infinite charm: "What... what do you want?"
Xie San's eyes were red, and his voice was so low that it seemed as if he was speaking through his teeth: "I miss you without clothes all night long. Are you satisfied? Do you still want to live in my house?"
The author has something to say: Yaoyao: I don’t want to drink water QAQ
Xie San Ge: Don't be afraid, you are not allowed to drink. (Have you ever heard that one drop of that is worth ten drops of blood?)
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