Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

ps: Modified, please approve.

In the darkness, Han Aniang pressed her cheek against Chen Mo's chest and listened quietly to the powerful heartbeat. Her face was red and hot, and her body was limp.

It's obviously almost winter, but it's so sweltering tonight. The windows inside are not open, and the room is like a steamer.

The two hugged each other tightly.

The night outside the window is hazy.

…

It wasn't until Chen Mo lit the oil lamp and the dark room was filled with dim light that Han Aniang stopped singing. The sudden light made her squint her eyes, and her consciousness gradually escaped from the illusion.

Immediately afterwards, she noticed Chen Mo's burning gaze and raised her hand to cover his eyes: "Er Erlang, don't look."

Her tone was already soft and soft, but it was even softer now. She was obviously from the north, but she had the tenderness of a woman from the south of the Yangtze River.

"Snapped!"

Chen Mo took Han Anniang's hand away and patted it gently. Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't I ask you to call me uncle?"

"Don't be a slave, Er Erlang."

Han Anniang's tone was angry, and she instinctively wanted to push Chen Mo away, but there was no strength left in her body, so she had no choice but to give up.

Chen Mo leaned over and kissed Han An's forehead, looking at her affectionately: "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful!"

At this moment, Han Anniang's hair was already messy and scattered on the bedside. The few strands of black hair on Bai Jie's forehead were fixed with sweat, like black pine painted on white rice paper.

A pair of autumn eyes were slightly narrowed, with some crystal beads of sweat hanging at the corners of her eyes, making Han Anniang's whole face look a little pitiful. Under her tall nose, her cherry lips were slightly parted. Under the snow-white goose neck, Han Anniang's delicate and shapely collarbone appeared, with several red marks on it.

"Uncle, don't laugh at the Nu family. The Nu family are just country women, how beautiful they are." Han An's heart was like a deer, and she didn't dare to look directly into Chen Mo's eyes.

"Sister-in-law is willing to call me uncle." Chen Mo teased.

"Uncle." Han An's mother buried her head in the quilt next to her in shame.

"Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful without even realizing it."

Chen Mo smiled and immediately got out of bed to make dinner.

He knew his own strength and knew that his sister-in-law would not be busy tonight.

"hiss"

As soon as Chen Mo jumped out of bed, his back was injured, making him take a breath.

"Uncle, you are injured."

Han Anniang's head emerged from the quilt.

"Maybe the wound has collapsed a little, but it's okay. Sister-in-law, you lie down while I cook."

Chen Mo dealt with the blood stains on the kang, put on his clothes, and went out with the wooden basin.

But soon he returned to the house, holding the teapot in his hand.

"Sister-in-law must be thirsty, please drink some water first."

Chen Mo put the teapot on the bedside and went out again.

Feeling Chen Mo's subtle concern, Han Anniang felt numb in her heart.

Listening to the commotion outside, Han Anniang thought of something and said: "Uncle, the rice slave family has already prepared it. It is probably cold now. You can warm it up and it will be fine."

Chen Mo, who had just lit the fire for the stove, responded in the kitchen.

Chen Mo put a pot on the stove, put a spoonful of water in the pot, then placed a wooden rack in the water, put the cooled food on the wooden rack, and finally covered the pot with a lid.

When the water in the pot boils, the rice will be hot.

Then he took a piece of bear meat that weighed more than five kilograms and the clotted bear blood, and cut it into small pieces.

When the rice is hot, take out the wooden rack from the pot, scoop out the water and add a small piece of lard.

When the lard melts, add the purchased icing sugar, briefly burn it until it turns a sugary color, then pour a spoonful of water, and then add the purchased spices and salt.

After the aroma becomes fragrant, add the cut into pieces of bear meat and bear blood.

It didn't take long for the fragrance to overflow.

But in this winter, the wind and snow are howling, and the fragrance can't carry it very far.

Chen Mo took a bite of bear meat and immediately narrowed his eyes.

fragrant.

Compared to the bland meals I had before.

This is the real dish in front of you.

This is called life.

After extinguishing the stove fire, Chen Mo came to the room with the food.

Han Aniang was holding the hairpin given to her by Chen Mo and gently rubbing it with her fingers. When she saw Chen Mo coming in, she immediately hid the hairpin shyly and said softly: "Uncle, why does it smell so good?"

As she said this, she sniffed vigorously and sat up.

"I bought spices and icing sugar in the city so that the dish would be more fragrant."

Chen Mo pretended not to notice Han An's little move, put the food on the kang, then helped her sit against the wall, and put a pillow on her back to prevent her from getting cold.

Han Aniang saw it in her eyes, her heart felt warm, and she murmured in her heart: "Uncle will feel sorry for others."

Chen Mo knew that Han Anniang had not recovered yet, so he served her rice, put some vegetables on it, and said, "Sister-in-law, you can try it."

"Um."

Han Anniang took a bite, blinked, bit her chopsticks and said, "I didn't expect uncle to have good cooking skills."

"Sister-in-law is exaggerating and taking advantage of the spices. If you make it, it will definitely taste much better than what I make."

Chen Mo picked up a piece of bear blood and took it into his mouth.

[Number of animal blood supplements +1, blood nourishing skill +1 experience. 】

After finishing his meal, Chen Mo glanced at the skill column.

Blood nourishing technique (small success 77.2/500).

Han Anniang's appetite was very small, so he ate most of the bear meat and blood.

Perhaps because he became a warrior, his appetite was larger than before and he digested it faster.

Before changing, Chen Mo always wanted to do some exercise, walking back and forth in the room to promote digestion and so on.

But this time, after Chen Mo finished washing the dishes, he returned to the house, blew out the oil lamp, and hugged Han Anniang, and the two were tired of each other again.

If it weren't for the fact that Han Anniang might not be able to bear it, Chen Mo would have wanted to push it again.

But he still has to take advantage of other advantages.

…

The next day, it was still dark.

Chen Mo felt the delicate body in his arms squirming. Seeing this, he hugged Han Anniang tighter and said in a daze: "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

Han Aniang struggled and said with a blushing face: "I have to go back to my room, otherwise if I am caught by someone, I will be embarrassed to see others. I don't care about you, but uncle, you are a scholar, so don't ruin your reputation."

Hearing this, Chen Mo's sleepiness dissipated a little. He opened his eyes. Not only did he not let go of Han An's mother, but he hugged her even tighter. He said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, don't be stupid. Since the boss and mother left, you and I have been living together. Under the same roof, the group of aunties in the village may have been whispering about us behind our backs."