I became an old man in my leisure time

Gu Ke used the remaining half basin of hot water to wash his face carefully.

Then he took off his shoes, stood barefoot in the water stains, and kept washing his feet with hot water.

Finally, he walked into the hut on tiptoe, holding his shoes.

Xiaoman was drying her hair by the stove from time to time. She looked at Gu Ke in the light of the small flame in the stove and sighed in surprise: "Your feet are so white."

Gu Ke looked down and found that the two bare feet were indeed a bit dazzling under the firelight, no worse than Bai Suqing's hands.

Xiaoman sighed and became curious: "But why is your face so dark?"

Gu Ke threw away his shoes and walked over to pretend to knock her: "Your feet are clean and whiter than your face."

Xiaoman laughed and leaned back to avoid: "No, my whole body is very white, unlike Gu Ke, you are only white below."

Gu Ke was speechless: What kind of tiger and wolf words are these? What does it have to do with me that your whole body is white? I haven't seen it all.

The little girl can only say that her skin is okay, but in terms of white skin, she can't catch up with Bai Suqing.

That is the real "white" sister.

The two laughed and joked with each other for a while, and Xiaoman's hair quickly dried under the constant temperature characteristics of the small hut and the small oven.

She took the remaining hot water out and washed her feet, then followed suit, holding her shoes and tiptoed into the house.

She pulled out the rectangular straw mat she had woven from the corner, and fell on it, making a comfortable and cozy sound like a cat's cry.

Gu Ke also pulled the futon over, lying on his side and laughing: "Are you so noisy when you sleep with Sister Bai?"

Xiao Man laughed: "The small side hall where Sister Bai and I live is very quiet at night."

Gu Ke understood the meaning as soon as he heard it: "So when you are with her in the side hall, you will sleep quietly and not say a word, right?"

Xiao Man was helpless: "I said Sister Bai didn't answer me, and if I said a few more words, she told me to shut up, otherwise she would deduct half a bowl of porridge from me."

Gu Ke smiled: "I don't have porridge here, so aren't you afraid?"

Xiao Man shook her head quickly: "You Willing to chat with me, won't tell me to shut up, it has nothing to do with porridge."

Gu Ke continued to tease the young employee: "I don't have porridge here, but I have straw sweet soup. Aren't you afraid that I will deduct your sweet soup?"

Xiao Man was stunned, and after a moment, she murmured: "You won't do that, Gu Ke?"

Gu Ke: "Has your sister Bai deducted your porridge?"

Xiao Man: "No."

Gu Ke: "Then will I deduct your sweet soup?"

Xiao Man suddenly realized: "You are all scaring me."

Gu Ke laughed and looked at her with the eyes of a husky - not very smart.

Xiao Man was annoyed for a long time, muttering something like you are all too bad.

After a while, she let it go, her eyes rolled, and a flattering smile quickly squeezed out of her bun face: "Gu Ke, the sweet soup is delicious."

Gu Ke squinted and glanced at her, and hummed.

Xiaoman was not discouraged: "Gu Ke, after moving the stone basin, I seem to be a little hungry again."

Gu Ke understood, and then looked at the sky. It was about an hour after nightfall in winter, and it would take at least an hour before going to bed.

"Okay, just cut a few leaves from the straw. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep if you drink too much." He chose to satisfy the little hired worker's wish.

After all, this was her first night here. If she wasn't allowed to drink this, she would probably smack her lips in her dreams.

Xiaoman scurried to the corner of the wall and took out a few straws left there.

She peeled off a few leaves, quickly filled the stone pot with water, cut the leaves into small pieces and threw them in. Then she sat beside the stone pot with eager eyes, waiting for the water to boil and pour it to drink immediately.

Gu Ke laughed in his heart, waiting for the show.

After staring at the stone pot for five minutes, waves of sweet wheat fragrance came out. When Xiaoman looked at him for the fiftieth time, he finally nodded: "Okay, you can drink it."

Xiaoman couldn't wait to turn down the fire, brought the stone pot, filled two large bowls, picked up her own bowl, blew hard, and couldn't help but put her mouth close to it and slurped it gently.

The boiling sweet soup was so hot that she opened her mouth to breathe, frowned, and her eyes became surprised, and then puzzled: "This... Why is it not sweet?"

Gu Ke blew the sweet soup in the bowl slowly, and also put his mouth close to it and dipped a little.

When the sweet soup entered the mouth, a faint sweetness mixed with the fragrance of wheat leaves, vaguely present, quiet and tranquil, completely unlike the mellow and rich feeling of the previous sweet soup.

"Because wheat leaves are far less sweet than wheat straw." He opened his mouth to explain: "In the two bowls of soup for breakfast, the sweetness of wheat leaves is very light, didn't you taste it?"

Xiaoman blinked blankly: "I...seemed to chew them together, and then swallowed them together."

You are like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit. Gu Ke laughed and stopped attacking Xiaoman: "Remember, you can't eat too sweet at night in the future, and remember to rinse your mouth before going to bed, otherwise your teeth will be easily damaged."

Xiaoman pouted her lips, blowing the sweet soup hard, and curiously: "Why haven't I heard of it?"

Gu Ke: "Where do ordinary people get other things to eat after dinner?"

Hearing this, Xiaoman was speechless.

Not to mention when she was in the mountain village, even if she was caught and sold to the Dawu Dynasty as a maid, she had no experience of eating supper after dinner. That was a treatment only for rich masters.

During the chat, the sweet soup finally became warmer.

Xiaoman had no time to talk to Gu Ke anymore, and she drank it in small sips.

Gu Ke shook his head secretly.

With this drinking method, she could drink several pots of sweet soup before going to bed without worrying about being woken up by the urge to urinate in the middle of the night.

But this is the day when she officially moves into the hut, so there is no need to blame her. At most, she can cook another pot later and drink it.

Taking a sip of the sweet soup made from wheat leaves, Gu Ke nodded with satisfaction.

The soup is slightly green in color and has a light sweetness. The aroma of wheat leaves fills the throat, as if it is barley tea with sweetness.

Compared with the sticky and sweet wheat straw sweet soup, he prefers this light taste, which is not so easy to get sick of.

In the absence of tea and drinks, this wheat leaf tea can be used.

Well, Bai Suqing might like it too? Thinking of this, he decided to start tomorrow and cook a pot every day to quench his thirst and cravings.

As the night deepened, the mountain breeze blew past.

The hut was warm like spring, with the aroma of wheat tea, Xiaoman's occasional words, and Gu Ke's lazy humming, and finally a peaceful and quiet.

...

On October 18th, Gu Ke woke up before dawn.

On the straw mat against the wall on the other side of the hut, Xiaoman's small body curled up.

She chatted until after midnight last night and fell asleep now.

Gu Ke did not get up, but just stood up and raised his hand to complete the sign-in on the calendar, and only received the basic reward of 10 points.

The basic martial arts Void Great Freedom and Formless Sutra was increased to level 17. At present, Gu Ke can only and is willing to spend the points on it.