MTL - The Sweet Little Fulang-Chapter 49

The embers in front of the grave were moved by the wind, and Lu Gu burst into tears and cried silently.

Shen Xuanqing had no handkerchief on his body, so he squeezed the corner of his sleeve and leaned forward to help him wipe the tears from his face. Tall men are used to being rough, and he has never done such meticulous work to coax people. He looks a little helpless.

Tears kept flowing and couldn't be wiped away, Shen Xuanqing was anxious, and in the end there was no way to do it, so she hugged Lu Gu tightly and awkwardly.

His face was pressed against his strong and broad chest, which was no stranger to Lu Gu. Shen Xuanqing often hugged him when he slept at night, but never during the day, after all, it was daytime.

All the tears on his face were rubbed on Shen Xuanqing's clothes. After he realized it, he slowly stopped the tears. It would be bad if it was dirty.

After regaining his senses, Lu Gu felt embarrassed. He cried so much that he didn't know if Shen Xuanqing would dislike him and scold him.

As soon as this idea came out, he was vetoed in his heart. If Shen Xuanqing disliked him, how could he hold him, without a single word of rebuke.

It was embarrassing for Lu Gu to embrace this kind of thing. It could be said that no one had hugged him like that except Shen Xuanqing.

The tall man has a familiar smell to him. The warm scent of wild bath beads is mixed with the strong and vigorous manliness. The smell is unspeakably reliable and reassuring.

Lu Gu was too embarrassed to move, and wanted to step back, but Shen Xuanqing hugged him.

The helpless in his heart found a place to be stable at this moment. His fingertips trembled slightly, but he couldn't hold back. He boldly grabbed a piece of fabric on Shen Xuanqing's waist and held it tightly, as if I used a lot of strength, but never dared to grab too much.

Lu Gu didn't move much in his arms, but Shen Xuanqing could feel that he didn't cry anymore, so he sighed very lightly, hugged him, the stiffness and clumsiness just now disappeared, this is his husband, this is the case. When no outsiders are watching, how about a hug.

After realizing the delay was long, Shen Xuanqing slowly released his arm.

Lu Gu lowered his head and wiped the remaining water marks on his face with his sleeve, Shen Xuanqing carried the bamboo basket on his back, and the two walked back.

After his emotions calmed down, Lu Gu's eyes were still red, and after walking about halfway, he looked up to see Shen Xuanqing's face, who would have been caught straight and slammed into the pair of star eyes.

He was a little flustered, but before he looked away, he saw Shen Xuanqing helplessly smiled and said, "You don't need to be afraid of me, no matter what you want to do in the future, just say it, I'm not someone else, I won't be restrained. yours."

The deep voice was indescribably pleasant, Lu Gu took a breath, and his eyes were a little sore after hearing these, but he didn't cry, just nodded heavily, and said "um" in a strong nasal voice.

Walking and walking, Lu Gu thought about everything that happened after he arrived at Shen's house, and what Shen Xuanqing had just said, and his heart was inevitably sour, and this sourness made him want to hold Shen Xuanqing's clothes again, but he didn't. I don't know why.

Qingxi Village had not yet arrived, the autumn harvest was over, and there were few pedestrians on the road. Shen Xuanqing was beside him. Lu Gu couldn't hold back, and quietly raised his hand to hold Shen Xuanqing's clothes and put a little cloth.

After holding it, he was too panicked, and when he saw someone coming from a distance, he was so frightened that he quickly let go.

When he realized what he had done just now, it was so outrageous that Lu Gu lowered his head and did not dare to lift his head, for fear of being ridiculed and unruly.

Even if it was only for a moment, Shen Xuanqing was stunned for a moment, and his smile was even brighter than when he was married.

Fortunately, he knew that Lu Gu's face was too thin, and he was overwhelmed with fright at a glance. He had no words, only the smile on his face remained.

After returning to the village, even the familiar men of the same age in Qingxi Village were a little surprised to see him like this. Those who didn't know also thought that he had encountered something great, or whether he had made a fortune.

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The busy things are over, the next day Lu Gu and Shen Xuanqing packed up and went up the mountain again.

It was in the middle of the morning when I left. As soon as I went out and walked up the northern hillside, the persimmon tree outside the mud wall in the north of the Shen family was hung with bright red persimmons.

When Wei Lanxiang saw it, she said, "The persimmons are ripe, bring some for you two."

"Mother, there are some on the mountain, no need." Shen Xuanqing didn't go to pick them, the wild persimmons in the mountains were beginning to ripen, and the taste was not much different. They were all sweet persimmons.

Lu Gu followed Shen Xuanqing in the mountains for so long, knowing where to pick persimmons from the mountains, naturally he was not greedy for it.

That being the case, Wei Lanxiang stopped talking and stopped outside the house to watch them go up the mountain.

There are some things on the scooter. In the cage are chickens and ducks from Lu Gu. The big gray and the small dog are exploring the way in front, constantly sniffing at the roots of the tree trunks, and sometimes raising their hind legs to urinate as a sign.

Lu Gu carried a bamboo basket with a puppy in it, barked from time to time, the scooter was bumpy, and sometimes went uphill and downhill, for fear that it wouldn't be able to move around on the car, such a small puppy would have short legs. There are not many mountain roads to catch up, so I still carry it with peace of mind.

After the two walked and rested on the mountain, they were cooking and unloading the truck to feed the chickens and ducks, which was no different from the past.

The pot was filled with water on a rack, and a few steamed buns were about to heat up. Lu Gu had just lit the fire when Shen Xuanqing came in from outside. He squatted in front of the stove and looked up subconsciously.

After a short pause, Shen Xuanqing said, "I'll cook the pot, you can cut the vegetables."

His expression was more natural than Lu Gu, and it wasn't that he never helped Lu Gu start a fire before, but after yesterday, there was something different between the two, and even Lu Gu noticed it.

"Yeah." Lu Gu nodded, got up, and went to cut vegetables in front of the chopping board.

The firewood crackled softly, he buried his head cutting vegetables and seemed to be attentive, but he actually had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, like joy or anxiety, he didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy, his delicate eyebrows were lightly wrinkled, a little Depressed, I don't know what happened to me.

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The autumn leaves turn red and yellow, and the mountains and forests are dyed beautiful colors, like the clouds in the evening sky. In autumn, all kinds of fruits are gradually ripening. The days on the mountain are busy. Lu Gu wants to save some food rations before the beginning of winter. Think about those.

Withered yellow leaves fell from the branches, and Lu Gu walked up the pine forest **** with a wooden stick, stepping on a layer of fallen leaves under his feet.

A **** with a long tail fell from a tree not far away, and some of its feathers were blue. He saw it, but his eyes were mostly focused on the ground. He came out to pick up fungi today, and he had found a lot under the bamboo forest and pine trees. In the bamboo basket on the back.

The puppy was kept in the courtyard by him, and he couldn't take it with him everywhere. Now the puppy is almost three months old. When it was just bought, it was going to grow up a little bit.

In a few days, when the puppy is half old, he can take it with him when he goes out, otherwise the mountain road is far away, and the slightly taller grass can block the puppy.

The nest of yellowish fungi at the foot of the pine tree was fat and large, and there were several of them. Lu Gu squatted down and brushed aside the broken branches and weeds on it, pinched the roots, picked them, and placed them in a bamboo basket.

There are many white fungi in the basket. The stems are full of snow and white. The fungi have skirts that look like fishing nets. They are the bamboo fungus he picked in the deep bamboo forest. The sticky black fungi heads have been removed, otherwise Attract flies. This thing is dried and sold in the town. It is also valuable. What kind of mountain treasure is it?

Lu Gu went up the mountain with his mother to pick up mushrooms when he was a child, and I remembered a lot of edible mushrooms. Bamboo fungus looks different from other mushrooms, and it is easier to distinguish. Just pick up the white ones and pick them down. I can pick them, but I can't eat them.

Before he picked up the bamboo basket, he looked at it. There were bamboo fungus and other miscellaneous fungi. He had already picked up a small half of the basket, which was quite a lot. He walked outside for a long time and walked a little far. Today, Da Hui and Shen Xuanqing are leaving. Well, he should go back first alone.

The forest was dyed with autumn colors, and it was more beautiful than before. Lu Gu walked back with a wooden stick, the bamboo basket on his back was lighter than usual, and he walked more briskly.

The autumn wind was refreshing, and with the beautiful scenery in front of him, Lu Gu was in a good mood. On the way, he encountered a mountain persimmon tree, and some fruits were hanging on the branches. Some of them were red. better.

The wild persimmons in the mountains are eaten by birds, especially the ones on the top of the branches, which turn red early. Lu Gu saw a few of the persimmons below were pecked and didn’t pick them, and he wondered how the bird knew that the persimmons were ripe. Now, maybe like the big ash, they can smell it.

Persimmons can be soaked in wine and vinegar. Before going up the mountain, he heard Wei Lanxiang say that he would make persimmon vinegar this year. When he went down the mountain next time, he would pick more persimmons and bring them home, otherwise there was only one persimmon tree at home to make vinegar. If I make some, I won't eat as much, and I have to keep the dried persimmons for winter.

The mushrooms and persimmons are all there. When Lu Gu saw the beautiful mountain flowers next to him, he folded two of them. As he walked, he played with his hands. Thinking of this, his brows and eyes were dyed with a faint smile.

He was busy picking in the mountains every day, and even Lu Gu didn't realize it. He had not remembered the fear and fear when he first came to the deep mountains. In addition, you can find a little fun for yourself when you are busy.

But when he saw Shen Xuanqing in the evening, he felt more at ease. Sometimes Shen Xuanqing looked at him with a smile, and he would be happy, but he didn't know how to express it, so he bowed his head in embarrassment, and only whispered to Shen Xuanqing that the meal was ready. Or diligently hold a bunch of the fruits he picked during the day for Shen Xuanqing to eat.

As he was walking, he heard a mountain stream flowing, Lu Gu went over to wash his hands, sat on the stone by the stream, and took a mountain persimmon from a bamboo basket.

Ripe persimmons are soft. Gently peel off the outer skin to reveal the sweet and soft pulp inside. There is a slightly astringent skin on the outside of the pulp, but it is quite delicious and not astringent.

After tasting the soft and sweet persimmons, Lu Gu felt relieved. He carried the bamboo basket and walked back. He picked a lot. When Shen Xuanqing came back, he would give it to him. When making persimmon pancakes, the pancakes are sweet and delicious, otherwise it would be a pity if the persimmons were rotten.