90s, The Cannon Fodder Wife of the Paranoid Boss is Reborn

Chapter 67 She is warm

Under the dark sky, Bai Lu's eyebrows were slightly curved, a few strands of hair on the temples were blown by the wind, her clear eyes were as bright as a meter of sunlight, and contained a warm smile. She was even wearing a big wind-proof straw hat, cutting through thorns and thorns, sweeping away the cold wind, and unstoppably crashing into his heart. , freeze the temperature falling into the abyss.

 The dark clouds broke through and the sky cleared.

The pale golden sunlight filled the earth and shone on Bai Lu's body, making her fingertips, clothes, and hair glow.

Xiao Cheng's dark eyes were lit up, and a pair of candles in his hands lit up with bright red flames. They were extinguished. No matter how raging the cold wind was, it could not shake the accompanying fire.

Xiao Wei took the newly lit incense and looked at Bai Lu standing in the sun, and was stunned for a while.

It wasn’t until a pair of candles came to the grave that he came back to his senses and inserted the incense in his hand into the grave.

Bailu also burned incense. No one said a word, and they finished sweeping the tombs one after another in silence.

 Finally, there is the tomb of Xiao Wei’s mother.

 After clearing the weeds, light the incense candles...

Xiao Cheng did not leave immediately as in previous years, but turned around and walked outside the tomb hall, stopping.

In front of the grave, Bai Lu touched the little guy's head, put gentle force on his trembling shoulders, and brought him to his side.

Xiao Wei leaned on his warm waist surrounded by the sun, and hot water drops fell silently from his eyes.

The clothes around Bai Lu's waist were stained, but he didn't even take a step back. He patted the little guy's back lightly with his palm.

In previous years, people would come to this tomb right after the incense was laid, and no one would express condolences in front of the tomb.

If Xiao Wei dared to cry, Xiao Cheng would turn around and leave without waiting even half a second.

He would not be like today, even if he still had a cold face, he would stay outside the tomb hall.

 Even the little choked sounds came from the grave: "... bought new clothes..." "Mom..." "My elder brother and sister-in-law were very good to me..." and other words, without leaving first.

 …

It was already noon when we got home. Xiao Cheng bought cooked food when he passed by the town street. He went home to cook and start a meal.

 After a meal.

Bai Lu took a small bench and a pair of pliers, sat by the well in the yard, and cut the tail of the snail.

 Xiao Wei watched for a while, then brought a pair of pliers over and followed the example of cutting the screw tail.

Tomorrow he was going to the countryside to buy chestnuts, so Xiao Cheng went to buy rice. Of course, he didn't go to Li Shuixian, but drove a brick truck to the rice processing factory outside the town.

The factory owner not only gave Xiao Cheng the lowest price in the market, but also invited him to drink tea. The two had a great conversation.

After knowing that Xiao Cheng was no longer working under the big boss, Boss Mi half-jokingly and half-seriously asked Xiao Cheng to come to the factory as a manager. It would be an easy job and he would get paid.

 To put it bluntly, they just took a fancy to Xiao Cheng's reputation for ruthless behavior in the past, and used him to scare the people below.

 In addition, when the rice supply and sales partners cannot repay the money, Xiao Cheng is asked to collect it.

There isn’t much money, and there are a lot of things to do. In the end, I still have to go back to my old job and make a living in the turmoil.

How could Xiao Cheng not know what he was thinking and just use a few words to deal with it on the pretext that he was building a house.

 He mentioned a few things about the ever-changing prices in the city.

 Boss Mi immediately started chatting with him again.

There are a large number of rice fields outside the town, and it is not far from the countryside. Boss Mi’s rice processing factory is located here. It can be said that it is smooth sailing. After harvesting, the rice is peeled off, and after the hull is peeled, it is sold to the city. He has already mastered the price information. .

 There is no end to the conversation once we start talking...

Bai Lu and Xiao Wei cut off about three or four kilograms of snails, and there were still many in the basin, so they couldn't finish them all at once.

"How long will it take for them to die?" Xiao Wei stared at the little things in the basin and asked straightforwardly. "Without mud, he will die in two or three days."

Bai Lu pursed her lips: "There are no snails for sale on the street. The families who moved here from the countryside must have eaten fried snails. We can sell them on the street, but we don't have many of them. We can't make much money, so we might as well eat them ourselves." , not only can fill your stomach, but also won’t be wasted.”

 Xiao Wei suspected that she wanted to keep it for herself.

"Yes!" Bai Lu's eyes lit up: "We will raise the snails and we can eat them whenever and as much as we want."

  Xiao Wei: “…”

 “How to raise it?”

“Isn’t there a small river in the backyard vegetable garden? We dump the snails into the river, nail bamboos upstream and downstream of the river, and keep them in captivity at a distance, allowing them to grow freely. When they grow enough, we catch them and fry them.”

Bai Lu seemed to have seen that the whole river of fried snails was waving to her, asking her to quickly throw the pot away.

“Xiaowei, help me get all the snails into the dustpan. I’ll send them to the river later!”

The small river in the vegetable garden is water flowing down from a branch of the big river outside the town. There is no industrial pollution yet.

 The river in the countryside and the creek in the backyard seem to have similar water quality. They are both clear and should be able to support life.

 Bai Lu took quick, excited steps and quickly put the cut snails back into the kitchen, returning the pliers to their original places.

 Xiao Wei took a large dustpan and a small dustpan, took out all the snails in the basin and drained them.

After finishing fishing, Bai Lu and Bai Lu each took a dustpan and carried all the remaining snails to the creek in the backyard.

 After the sound of "dong dong dong", the two of them remembered that there seemed to be no bamboo at home.

Bai Lu raised her head and took aim at the large chestnut tree branches surrounding the vegetable garden, which were thick and large.

 However, the chestnut tree has already begun to bloom, and it will bloom next month at the latest. After the flowers bloom, in a few months, all the flowers on the tree will be golden tickets.

 Can't be cut.

 And if you cut it at this time, the tree seems to be injured.

The firewood in the kitchen is all short, and if it is inserted into the river, it will cover half of it, so the snails can escape.

Bai Lu was racking her brains to think of a solution, when a small voice suddenly sounded beside her: "Wang Cuihua has bamboo at home."

"Two days before Qingming Festival, I saw Brother Da Zhuang using a wooden cart to help her pull her back. There was a bamboo forest by the river. There were a lot of dried bamboo in the bamboo forest. Wang Cuihua would go there to cut dried bamboo and bring it back to light the fire." Xiao Wei 1510 explain.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.

 As soon as the door opened, it was Cao Cao.

Bai Lu and Xiao Wei were both stunned. What a coincidence!

"Bai Lu, Brother Xiao Cheng... Is Brother Xiao Cheng at home?" Wang Cuihua was covered in gray, with a lot of black ash on her face, as if she had just crawled out of the stove hole.

Brother Xiao Cheng's name was that when he worshiped his ancestors in the countryside, Wang Cuihua shouted once. It happened to be heard by the little girls. In front of her, she talked for more than half a day.

 She was so vomited that she had to change her name to brother Xiao Cheng.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Lu looked concerned about the safety of the big bamboo owner.

 “The chimney seems to be broken.”

Wang Cuihua looked aggrieved and pitiful: "I was planning to boil water to wash my hair, but there was a sudden roar from the roof, and many chimney pieces fell down. I had just lit the straw and leaned over to blow the fire in the stove hole. As soon as I opened my mouth, something inside All the ashes of the fire were thrown out..."

When Bai Lu heard this, she saw that Wang Cuihua's lips were a little red and swollen. She must have been burned by sparks.

A small bunch of bangs on the forehead were also burned into curls.

 (End of this chapter)