Chapter 12

After eating, song Xijiao has no time to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and is picked up by Zhongchun. She screams and protects herself. She looks at Zhong Chun with a look of vigilance, "you, what are you doing?"

Zhong Chun looked at the frightened little white rabbit in his arms and chuckled, "listen to chestnut say that you are tired today. I'll hold you in the room and have a rest. Just give me the bowl to brush."

Song Xijiao looks at Zhong Chun nervously. Her lips are light, and the whole person is extremely stiff. Song Xijiao took this opportunity to take a good look at Zhong Chun. Although it is dirty now, but from that pair of energetic eyes can see, the appearance must not be inferior.

Zhong Chun carefully put the man on the bed, ordered a good rest and then closed the door and left.

Song Xijiao changed her clothes and lay on the bed with the quilt in her arms. Her heart was still pounding. Where did she come into contact with a man so close? When she remembered that she had just been held up, her face was always burning. Simply cover your head and force yourself to sleep.

After Song Xijiao fell asleep, the man in black yesterday came to her again, but this time she just looked at her and left without saying anything more.

Zhong Chun is sitting in the pavilion, playing with a glass of wine in his hand. He has some doubts about how Miss Song San, who has always had no brain, put song Yuanhan together today. She is thoughtful and has a long-term vision. Can't he tell why she was acting stupid in the past, but now she just doesn't cover it up anymore?

Zhong Chun shook his head, no, no, if it was disguised before, it would be too real to see the slightest flaw. Zhong Chun really can't think of it. He takes another sip of wine and goes back to the house to boil water and take a bath.

Song Xijiao had a good night's sleep. She didn't feel any discomfort. She woke up almost noon. I simply took care of myself, stretched out and went out.

In the courtyard, Zhongchun is dealing with the deer meat that was simply made last night. Song Xijiao sits beside him and looks at him with his chin. "Zhongchun, can I discuss something with you?"

Zhong Chun stopped his work and looked at her in a rather puzzled way, "what's the matter?"

"Can you take me and chestnut up the mountain in a few days?" Song Xijiao blinked and looked at him expectantly.

"What are you doing up the mountain?" Zhong Chun looks at Song Xijiao and frowns. It's very easy for him to encounter danger when he goes up the mountain. Song Xijiao can't fight or resist it. Zhong Chun really doesn't move. Why does song Xijiao want to talk about going up the mountain.

Song Xijiao waved her hand. "I want to take chestnuts up the mountain to have a long insight. I promise I won't go to any dangerous places and I won't drag you down."

Zhong Chun looks at Song Xijiao. His eyes are full of disbelief, which makes song Xijiao embarrassed. Song Xijiao wants to go up the mountain to see if there are any suitable wild vegetables to pick back. In addition, she wants to go to the mountain to see if there are wild peppers, which can be used as a great seasoning.

Looking at Zhong Chun did not respond, song Xijiao was a bit frustrated. Zhong Chun thought about it for a while and shook his head as it should be. "No, if something really happens, I can't save you two."

Seeing no hope, song Xijiao curled her lips and looked at Zhong Chun. "I plan to renovate both inside and outside with the money I made last time these days, so that I can live more comfortably."

Zhong Chun nodded without hesitation. Song Xijiao then smiles and turns back to the kitchen to get busy.

After a while, the chestnut God mysteriously walked into the kitchen, with his hands behind his back and went around to song Xijiao. "Mother, shall we add a dish this afternoon?"

Song Xijiao scraped the nose of the chestnut, "chestnut, what do you want to eat? My mother got up late today. We'll go shopping tomorrow, and my mother will cook it for you

Chestnut, with a smile, took out two white eggs from behind, and looked at Song Xijiao with pride, "mother, let's add a scrambled egg at noon! This is from the woman next door, not chestnuts

Song Xijiao looked at the two eggs with a look of surprise. She took the two eggs and kneaded the head of the chestnuts. "Our chestnuts are so good! Let's go out and find Dad first. My mother will make you delicious this afternoon

The chestnuts hopped out. Song Xijiao rubbed the two eggs in her hand. After thinking about it, she could not always live by Zhongchun's game. She could also raise two hens at home, and the eggs laid were meat dishes. When the house was renovated and everything was ready, she should have spare money to buy two hens to raise.

The mud used to make the stove in the yard has been cleaned out by Zhongchun. He can only get some more in later. It's not urgent. After all, mud is everywhere.

Song Xijiao helped her forehead and sighed, "it's true that this person didn't ask me before cleaning up, just." Get busy again.

Song Xijiao cut the venison into thin strips, stir fry it evenly in the pot, and take a taste of it. The game is really game. The meat is delicious, but it has a little less flavor. Song Xijiao couldn't help but firm up the mountain to find wild pepper.

The last dish is two eggs from chestnuts. When the eggs are beaten into the pot, the color is golden, and the strong smell of eggs wafts out. Song Xijiao takes a deep breath. These are genuine, natural and pollution-free native eggs, which are very precious in modern times!After finishing the meal, song Xijiao calls Zhongchun and chestnut to eat. Li Zi praised the food as delicious as it was. Song Xijiao couldn't help but look at him helplessly. Zhong Chun looked at them with a smile. Although the exchange is not much, but also a family, happy, not happy.

Song Xijiao was very glad that she didn't come through any palace. Otherwise, she would be so tired to fight all day long. It would be better to be happy now. But how can things be as simple as song Xijiao thought?

The day was very dull. Zhong Chun usually went hunting in the mountains, chestnuts went out for fun, and song Xijiao counted what was missing, what to buy and how to renovate.

Everything was supposed to be good, but song Xijiao didn't count on one thing, that is, the original owner was also a girl from a big family, so it was necessary to study and read. Song Xijiao wrote by memory. The words were right, but they were crooked and twisted like a lot of insects crawling on the paper. They all looked like they were reading the book of heaven.

Song Xijiao threw away her pen, sat on the bench and looked at the sky, "my God, this brush writing is too tormenting! Who can understand this From time to time to see their own just written words, that is called a mental exhaustion.

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