Yu Sui grabbed the frame of the car and waited for it to slide down.
But after waiting for a long time, Xia Linsheng said softly: "It's going downhill."
Yu Sui thought to herself, just leave, what did I say?
But the next moment, Yu Sui had an idea: Oh, is he waiting for me to hug his waist?
Haha! Man!
Is this considered considerate or just enjoyment?
Since we are about to break off the engagement, it’s better to keep your distance.
Yu Sui replied calmly, "Get off. I'll hold on to the frame."
Xia Linsheng: “…”
The man stood on the bridge for a while before suddenly releasing the brakes.
The car got off the bus in a flash.
The bridge was very high and the speed was very fast, but Yu Sui was still caught off guard and let out a low cry. Due to inertia, her body leaned uncontrollably against Xia Linsheng's back.
The man's back stiffened for a moment, but soon relaxed, and Yu Sui immediately sat up straight.
Still silent.
Xia Linsheng pedaled faster, and the bicycle felt like a convertible sports car.
Yu Sui looked at his fast-moving thighs and couldn't help but secretly admire: What a great leg!
People don’t know until they grow up that legs are really long.
The two soon arrived at Yujiawan.
The woman who was weeding at the village entrance has moved to another location and is no longer here.
The two of them entered the village quietly.
Yu Sui pricked up his ears and heard revolutionary songs coming from the loudspeaker in the village drying yard.
Three days after traveling through time, Yu Sui knew that when this broadcast sounded, it would be past half past ten.
It's time to make lunch.
When they reached the Yu family's fence, Yu Sui turned to Xia Linsheng, who had parked his bicycle behind him, and said, "Are you going to wait until my parents get home from work to talk to me, or do you need me to call them over right now?"
Xia Linsheng was carrying the net bag on the handlebars. Upon hearing this, his chiseled face didn't change much. He just carried the meat and the net bag and went in first.
Yu Sui just followed.
The Yu family was an ordinary poor and lower-middle peasant family, with three main rooms and two side rooms, all made of adobe.
No one here has the habit of locking the door, and the door of the left wing that serves as the kitchen is not even locked.
Xia Linsheng knew the place better than Yu Sui. He went straight into the left wing, placed the meat on the corner of the stove, and the net bag on a bamboo chair nearby. He tied his hands and asked, "Is there any water? I want to wash my hands."
Yu Sui pursed her lips and said, "It's in the water tank. Scoop it out yourself. In my opinion, I'd better ask my parents to come over now. Once you explain it clearly, we can leave. Otherwise, the whole production team will find out and laugh at me."
Xia Linsheng raised his eyes and looked at Yu Sui.
Yu Sui also looked at him and thought, if this man had not smiled before, she would have thought he had facial paralysis. Even though she said so, he didn't react much.
Shouldn't he be happy?
But the man took a deep breath helplessly, turned around, scooped some water from the water vat, washed his hands by the slop bucket, and said, "Let's cook first and wait for them to come."
That’s right, breaking off an engagement is nothing. It’s not as important as having a meal.
This piece of rice is a precious thing. The Yu family usually only eats rice once a day, and they also mix it with wheat bran or beans.
Yu Sui did the same when scooping rice. He scooped one liter of old rice, then half a liter of wheat bran, and then scooped water to rinse the rice.
She started learning to cook yesterday, but she wasn't very good at lighting a fire. Today, when she sat behind the stove, she found that there was no straw to start the fire.
Yu Sui didn't know where to get straw, so she sat behind the stove, lit a match and used a cotton stalk to start the fire.
It won’t light up. Even if the match burns my hand, I still can’t light it.
Yu Sui was sweating, but still not aroused. She was considered to be very good at hands-on work among the girls, but this was her first time to immerse herself in rural life.
Xia Linsheng, who was sitting on a bamboo chair by the wall, watched for a long time and finally couldn't help but come over: "Get up, I'll burn it."
Yu Sui raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her face and continued to strike a match: "It's okay, I can do it."
Xia Linsheng: "I know, I'll just waste your matches."
Yu Sui: “…”
I looked down at the five matches on the ground and felt that I understood.
People don't feel sorry for her, but they feel sorry for her wasting.
Yu Sui dusted herself off and stood up.
Xia Linsheng sat behind the stove, plucked a cotton ball from the cotton stalk, lit it, and then lit the softer branches and leaves underneath.
Soon, the fire in the stove grew brighter, making the man's face red and his outline clearer.
Yu Sui sat leisurely on a bamboo chair by the wall with her legs crossed, almost fanning herself with a small fan.
That's great. If you can do it, go ahead.
A man should be used to working. He can wash the bacon, cut it into thin slices, and steam it in the rice cooker while making a fire. He can also act like a master, take out a bowl of pickles from the cupboard, put some in another small pot, add a few drops of oil, beat an egg, and quickly serve a bowl of soup.
He is capable and calm, and his every move is very manly.
It's actually quite nice to watch.
Yu Sui was a little stunned. Well, if she could wear a skirt and find a part-time worker like this to serve at home, it would not be bad. Aren’t there short videos before, in which a group of muscular men do housework?
So creative!
If you filmed a muscular man doing housework every day and posted it online with the title "Me and My Macho Housemate", how much traffic would you get?
Then, watching the steam rising from the rice pot, Xia Linsheng looked at Yu Sui, who was smiling like an auntie, and said, "Pick some green onions for me."
Yu Sui, who was calculating how to turn traffic into money, said: “…” What?
Seeing her bewildered face, Xia Linsheng simply stood up and walked out.
After a while, he came with a few scallions. He used Yu Sui's big kitchen knife with a notch on it and started to chop the scallions into chopped green onions.
Then, he lifted the lid of the pot, and in the boundless hot steam, he took out the steamed meat and sprinkled some green onions on it. The green onion dotted the pink meat slices, which was very beautiful.
Outside the house, there were already noisy footsteps and lively voices.
It's time for the employees to get off work.
After a while, a man wearing an old grass-green coat and carrying a sickle limped into the wing room.
Yu Sui stood up: "Dad."
He is the original body's father, the third son of the Yu family, Yu Haichao, who is very honest.
Yu Sui didn’t know how his leg became lame, she only knew that Yu Haichao had been nice to her in the past three days.
At the beginning, the original body's mother, Sun Yuying, was so angry that she refused to give Yu Sui food. Yu Haichao would secretly make egg custard and stuff it into Yu Sui's mouth, secretly feed her brown sugar water, and cry to Yu Sui, saying that he couldn't bear to leave his daughter and couldn't commit suicide.
Yu Sui was still thinking last night that this father was better than her biological father. Her biological father had plenty of money, but after divorcing her mother, he never saw her, as if she had never existed.
Because of her father, she felt that this shabby house built in the seventies was worth living in.
Yu Haichao took off his straw hat and smiled at Yu Sui. His rough face was full of wrinkles because he was thin.
Yu Haichao glanced at Xia Linsheng again and continued with his innocent smile, "It really is the eldest son of the Xia family. I haven't seen him for a few days, but how come he's so tall? Is he still growing taller than a teenager?"
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