Nongmen fierce wife, this king depends on you

Chapter 57 She Doesn't Like To Waste 2
When the mud is heated, the chicken will be cooked.

Seeing that Xia Muzhen started setting up bowls for dinner, Ming Yi hurried over to help him, but Xia Mujin refused, but he suppressed a smile and said to him: "That... Brother Ming, you... I'd better wash your face for your master. It's clean."

Hearing this, Ming Yi, who was holding a dozen chopsticks in his hand, was stunned, turned his head, and saw his master looking at him, but with just one glance, Ming Yi hurriedly dropped the chopsticks in his hand, took a few deep breaths, finally After calming himself down, he ran into the carriage and brought a clean towel.

Shen Muhan is so shrewd, thinking of Xia Mujin's strange expression of wanting to laugh but not smiling just now, he instantly understood what was going on, walked to the wooden bucket filled with water, scooped a few ladles of water into the nearby bucket In the small wooden bucket, I lifted it out with some difficulty, and put down the bucket when we were in a brightly lit place. After waiting for a while, the water was no longer fluctuating like that, and then I looked down.

At this sight, his eyes dimmed, and when he raised his head again, his face was stained with a smile like a big gray wolf: "Xia Mujin, come here!"

Hibiscus was named, a little inexplicably, and my heart was pounding, this man couldn't be so stingy, didn't he just dirty his face, why did he use this malicious smile to see what she was doing.

But she still put down the work she was doing and walked over in a few steps, only to see Shen Muhan stretch out his hand towards Ming, Ming understood, presented the towel in his hand respectfully, and then consciously went to set the bowls and serve the dishes.

"Help me wash my face!" Shen Muhan took the towel and put it in Xia Mujin's hands, then squatted down, raised his chin slightly, and said softly.

Xia Mujin firmly grabbed the towel in her hand, it seemed to have a light vanilla smell, and she seemed to smell this kind of vanilla smell just now by the stove, the light and eye-catching smell, she liked it very much.

"Brother Ming, can you wash your face?" Although washing your face is a trivial matter, but this is ancient times. If the neighbors see it and spread it, then her reputation will be ruined. Of course, she doesn't care about these so-called reputations. But she cares about what her family thinks.

"Mingyi is a man."

"..." I'm still a woman, do you know whether men and women can kiss each other?
Xia Mujin gritted her teeth a little bit. This man was obviously embarrassing her. She flicked up her sleeves, threw the towel heavily into the barrel, then bent over to soak the towel and wring it dry. Finally, she wiped his face with all her strength. , it wasn't black or yellow at all, but she rubbed it so hard that it turned red.

"Well, no matter how important the strength is, if you lose your appearance, I will depend on you. Anyway, if you can't get a wife, you might as well get one sooner."

Shen Muhan was rubbed so hard by her, it was impossible for his face not to hurt, but he was in a good mood, growing up so big, no woman dared to treat him like this, her stubborn and unyielding character was really right for him Taste, feel happy, speak naturally to the point.

Uh……

Xia Mujin paused, and the towel fell into the wooden barrel, splashing a splash of water. She stepped on her feet and looked up at Shen Muhan for a while, then said slowly: "It's finished, uncle, your complexion is not very good, or you can wait until tomorrow. Brother, go to town and buy you some rouge powder." After speaking, he rushed into the house with oil on his feet.

Ming, who was setting the chopsticks, shook his hand, and a few chopsticks fell to the ground, making a series of noises. He took a few deep breaths, and finally succeeded in suppressing the shock. He lowered his head, only to see that Xia Mujin had picked up the chopsticks, cleaned them and put them on the table again.

But Shen Muhan walked in with a brisk face, and sat down at the table as generously as if he had entered his own home.

Xia Senlin has never recovered from Aunt Xia's incident, and has been guarding her every step since the accident. Both elder brother and Songzi were injured to varying degrees, and Xia Mujin didn't call them over until all the dishes were served. As for his father Saying that he was not hungry and didn't want to eat, Xia Mujin delivered the meal to him, so that he would not have to leave his mother, and he would be able to eat enough.

This is not a battlefield, nor a camp, Ming Yi dared not eat at the same table with Shen Muhan, but because of the enthusiasm of Xia Mujin's family, Shen Muhan temporarily hinted with his eyes, and sat at the table uncomfortably.

Xia Mujin filled a bowl of fish soup and put it in front of Shen Muhan, and said: "This bonito soup is delicious and light, it is very helpful for your wound recovery, drink more."

It was said that Ming Yi hadn't started to eat with chopsticks, except for a few slices of ginger and a few leaves in this fish soup, and no oil could be seen, it was really different from the clear soup with only salty taste and little water.

But Shen Muhan was not polite, picked up the bowl, smiled gently at Xia Mujin, raised his head and drank the fish soup.

After drinking it, I still can't get enough of my desires. After all, I watched her make this dish, and it was boiled with water, but I never thought it tasted so good.

Even the chef at home can't cook such a delicious taste with the best ingredients.

Of course, he didn't know that when Xia Mujin cooks, she always cares about a pure taste. The original pure flavor of the dishes is the best taste, just like this bonito, which is best used at the entrance of the hospital to heal wounds in modern times. One of the promotional soups.

Xia Mujin also drank a bowl of fish soup, and instantly felt a lot more relaxed. At the same time, she tore a chicken leg and gave it to the pine nuts, and asked Xia Tieshu to drink more bone soup. Now that he is a teacher, Xia Tieshu also knows that she does all this for his legs and the child in his mother's womb, saying that the bones can supplement calcium and so on, so every time, he will drink two big bowls of bone soup.

"Sister, how did you make this chicken? It's so fragrant and delicious."

The pine nuts were full of oil in his mouth, and he sighed every time he took a bite, and couldn't help but ask in the end.

Xia Mujin didn't explain too much, just patted his head, and said dotingly: "I like to eat pine nuts, and my sister will often make them for you in the future."

After the meal, it was already dark, and it started to storm outside again. Fortunately, I asked my brother to renovate the thatched hut, so that I would not live in the pond. I was a little uncomfortable, and it was inconvenient even to take a shower. In the end, I took the bucket to the back door and wiped it casually, because I changed my clothes in the rain during the day, and I didn't feel uncomfortable if I didn't wash it now.

After finishing all this, I went to see my mother, but I saw Brother Erdan was also there, and he brought a few fresh eggs. After chatting briefly, Brother Erdan went back.

Shen Muhan still slept on his newly built wooden bed, the quilts and the like were already in the carriage, but Ming Yi lived in the carriage, he wanted the master to sleep in the carriage, but the master didn't want to, so he insisted. Go in with your scalp.

Parents shared a room, Song Zi and her elder brother slept in a makeshift room behind the thatched hut, but she had a room by herself, closed the door and went to bed, obviously very tired and heavy-headed, but she just couldn't fall asleep.

In the end, she childishly counted the sheep before falling asleep in a daze.

The next day, she got up a little late and was still a little dizzy, but she was obviously much better than yesterday.

Dressed neatly, when he went out, he saw Ming Yi cleaning the yard with a broken broom. Xia Mujin hurried over to take over his work, but Ming Yi refused.

"Miss Mujin, we are here to eat and live, so we should do these things."

Xia Mujin knew that this must be Shen Muhan's order, and if she was overbearing, it must be Ming Yi who would suffer, so she smiled at him and ran to look at the vegetables that had been planted less than a few days ago.

Due to yesterday's heavy rain, the germinated amaranth was buried by the soil at this moment, and only a small part was left with some tender green seedlings, which seemed to be fighting against fate. Xia Mujin felt a little regretful, but there was always It's better than nothing, natural disasters are inevitable, as for the green beans, they are fine, she can clean up the soil when the sky clears and the soil dries up.

It rained yesterday, and she was also thinking about the golden python in her heart. Seeing that everyone else was still sleeping, she thought about making breakfast earlier.

"Brother Ming, my mother... when will she wake up?"

At the same time, I was also worried about my mother, and after thinking about it, I still couldn't help but ask Xiang Mingyi.

Mingyi is a little embarrassed, what he has learned is only superficial, but the real master is still his master, yesterday he also followed his master's instructions step by step to operate, if the master was not injured, it is estimated that he would have done it himself.

"Ms. Mujin, don't worry, she will wake up in a day or two. Since the aunt has lost too much blood, her body is relatively weak, so it's normal to sleep more."

"Well, I will trouble you these days."

Hearing this, Xia Mujin heaved a sigh of relief, thanked him politely, and then entered the room.

Shen Muhan had already woken up, and was sitting on the bedside flipping through yesterday's biography.

"Uncle, even the books have been taken down, are you really literate?"

As soon as Xia Muzhen entered, she saw Shen Muhan holding the biography and looking at it seriously, but the book was held upside down. Xia Muzhen was still full of anger because of washing her face yesterday, how could she give up on exposing him? thing.

Shen Muhan was also calm, he put the book on the bed without changing his face, and slowly said in a low voice: "I have always been like this when reading books, this is called cultivating eyesight and improving memory." As he spoke, he picked up the teacup next to him drink tea.

Xia Mujin couldn't help but smile, and said calmly, "Well, uncle is really special, I won't see him walking with his head tomorrow morning."

laugh……

This girl really has the potential to drive people crazy.

No, how did she know that she dumped the book?
It stands to reason that she is illiterate...

While he was wondering, Xia Mujin poured a jar of oil into a small wooden barrel and took it out.

"Ah, sister, what are you doing? Why did the oil fall into the bucket?"

Song Zi also got up at this moment, he went to the latrine, ran to the river to wash his hands, just about to enter the door but saw Xia Mujin came out with half a barrel of oil, he couldn't help asking curiously.

Xia Mujin took a look at him, saw that the redness and swelling on his face had disappeared a lot, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's okay, how is brother?"

Yesterday, I was so confused that I didn't ask about Xia Tieshu's injury. Now I think about it, I feel a little guilty. Besides, he hasn't woken up yet, which makes her a little worried.

"Sister, don't worry, brother is fine, I've tied firewood for a long time now!"

(End of this chapter)