Don't panic, my mother and I are dressed as Houfu mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

Chapter 48
Xue Liner stood aside holding the corner of her skirt, and said dissatisfiedly: "It was originally, would Song Hengye know how to do things? After going out for so long, he didn't find a more comfortable place, and didn't you see that this place is for people?"

Get something for nothing and pick and choose, I'm used to it.

"You can go if you don't want to stay, please close the door, thank you!"

It doesn't matter if she sticks at the door by herself, but the cold wind blows the whole room, and the bonfire is blown to and fro, and no one dares to get too close, for fear of burning their clothes.

But sitting far away and cold, Gu Qingyou moved his position, trying to block the wind with his body, but with little effect.

Seeing this, Shuang Jiang hurriedly leaned close to her and said, "This servant sits next to Young Madam, it will be warmer."

Yang Shi also sat on the other side of Gu Qingyou, and the three of them formed a wall, and the flames immediately lit up.

But the downside is that the front is scorching hot, but the back is blown thoroughly cold. It can be said that there are two layers of ice and fire. I want to close my eyes and squint for a while, but I can't fall asleep.

goooo~
The small sound at the door stood out against the crackling of the campfire.

Everyone followed the voice and saw Xue Liner holding her shoulders shyly, with an uncomfortable expression on her face: "What are you looking at? Don't your stomachs growl when you are hungry?"

She didn't say it was okay, but as soon as the word "hungry" was mentioned, everyone's chests were stuck to their backs.

The baked sweet potatoes that Gu Qingyou ate secretly in the afternoon had already been consumed, and the others were starving all day long, feeling their stomachs burning and uncomfortable.

Fortunately, they were in a hurry at noon, how would the snacks they had prepared be eaten, Xue Lan ordered Zhang Yong to divide them among the people, Gu Qingyou gnawed on the dry snacks, suddenly remembered something, ran after Zhang Yong and asked: " By the way, Steward Zhang, where did we put the big bag of sweet potatoes we bought this morning?"

Zhang Yong said: "Young Madam, don't worry, before going up the mountain, I specially ordered someone to put the sweet potatoes in the carriage, so that they will not be left behind for safekeeping."

"No, I mean, everyone has been freezing all day, and they should eat something warm. Can you fetch sweet potatoes and bake them for everyone?"

Zhang Yong reckoned the time, and it was already past midnight, so he could eat hot food, so he said, "This is simple, the villain will find two strong men and go down the mountain to bring the sweet potatoes."

When Fang walked out of the courtyard gate, he saw the old man who had already left came back with a huge sack on his back.

It was the same sack as in the morning, and it was still filled with sweet potatoes.

The old man took out a smaller bag from the sack and said: "The old man has nothing else in his house. If you don't mind, you can make porridge with these millets and sweet potatoes, and drink a bowl of it hot. You can eat it at night." better."

It is still a little reserved, but it gives people infinite warmth in this cold winter night.

Seeing Gu Qingyou staring at the bag, the old man was a little embarrassed: "I haven't been down the mountain recently, and this is all I have in my family, and I don't know if it's enough."

Gu Qingyou didn't know what to say due to the friendship in need.

When he came here, the old man pointed out the door to everyone. The small thatched house was crumbling in the mountain wind, which was worse than the current house. Sweet potatoes and millet were probably the most valuable things in his house.

In winter, the mountain road was blocked again, and the old man himself needed rations, but he sent all the food he could eat, and Gu Qingyou refused to accept it no matter what.

Most of them are young people, even Xue Lan is only under forty, it’s okay to be cold or hungry, but the old man is over sixty years old, and it takes several days to go back and forth to go down the mountain to buy food, even if she has no conscience, she can’t swallow these things food.

But he refused blindly and was afraid that the old man would think too much, so he said: "We haven't eaten the sweet potatoes we bought in the morning, everyone is tight enough, otherwise, you can leave the millet and take the sweet potatoes back."

As she spoke, she spread her palms towards Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong understood, and directly took out a small ingot of silver from the bag.

Gu Qingyou handed the silver to the old man: "This little silver is not a respect, and I have to thank you for bringing us all the way here."

The old man hurriedly stretched out his hand and pushed it away, fearing that Gu Qingyou's sleeve would be dirty, he quickly retracted it: "The old man planted it himself, it's not worth much, besides, what you gave in the morning is enough, how can you let it go again?" You spent money?"

The farmer was afraid that Gu Qingyou would misunderstand that he was deliberately exchanging things for money, so he broke out in sweat in a moment of anxiety.

Gu Qingyou couldn't help but pull his skinny palm, stuffed the money into his hand and held it tightly, and said in relief: "We will leave early tomorrow morning, we really can't eat that much, the mountain road is difficult, you are old, these few days Don't go out for now, wait until the road is easy to go."

The old man couldn't hold back, and he couldn't return the hand like Gu Qingyou, holding the money and talking non-stop, how could this be possible.

It was dark and the road was slippery, Gu Qingyou ordered people to take the old man home, and the people sent by Zhang Yong had already carried sweet potatoes up the mountain.

There are big iron pots in every farmer’s house. For the sake of convenience, the brothers of the head of the household directly drilled a well among several houses, leading directly to the mountain spring, and the water that comes out is always sweet.

Gu Qingyou commanded the people to brush the iron pot in the stove, wash and peel the sweet potatoes, cut them into sieve-sized hob pieces, put them in the pot together with the washed millet and boil until thick, lift the pot lid, and the aroma Immediately filled the courtyard.

Everyone sat around the fire, holding the warm sweet potato and millet porridge in their hands, drinking and drinking with satisfaction.

Only Xue Lin'er refused to say anything, and said contemptuously: "Such a vulgar thing, it's almost like feeding a pig!"

Everyone looked at Xue Lan who had just put down the bowl and was sweating. Didn't this also scold the wife?

Xue Lin'er didn't notice it, and continued to dislike it, until Xue Lan said coldly: "Don't eat and save, go and share the extra bowl."

Only then did she realize what stupid things she said just now, and it was unnecessary to explain.

Everyone paid no attention to Miss Jiao, Xue Liner stood alone at the door, very embarrassed.

Song Chengye just happened to walk in with an empty bowl, and he fumbled around. Seeing that Gu Qingyou still had some in his hand, his eyes lit up, and he strode over to take it away: "Is this extra? Master just happened to If you’re not full, give me this bowl.”

Gu Qingyou hugged the bowl and refused to let it go: "Why? The bowl was supposed to be full for the man, and he came to grab us. How shameless."

Since time travelling, she has said the phrase "shameless" more often than she did in her previous life 20 years ago.

Xue Liner couldn't help swallowing her saliva when she saw that everyone was eating deliciously, and immediately said: "That's my porridge, return it to me!"

Gu Qing gave her a white look: "Why don't you eat it? How come it's yours again?"

Xue Lin'er didn't change her face: "Who said I won't eat? I reserved this specially for my husband!"

Xindao husband loves her so much, he will definitely keep it for her when he hears this, and then she will pretend to eat it reluctantly.

As a result, Song Chengye was overjoyed when he heard this, "It's Lin'er who knows how to hurt people the most, so you all follow suit."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand towards Gu Qingyou: "Did you hear that, why don't you bring it to me?"

　Rolling around like a baby, begging for Doudou, begging for tickets~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)