On the day of the divorce, he was carried home by the rough man's son-in-law

Chapter 60 Mother's Love
Not a while after going to the ground, the sky suddenly became overcast and turned white, and there was not a single cloud in the entire sky.

It was gray and white, and the old people looked over their heads and shouted for everyone to go home.

"It's going to rain white, run quickly."

Before everyone had gone back, the rain began to fall.

Today is cloudy and sunny, and few people wear straw hats.

On the way, he was poured into a drowned chicken.

Zhou Yulan looked at Lu Fuer and smiled, then twisted the thin coat on her body: "You are wearing too thin, you will definitely catch cold later."

Lu Fuer smiled: "It's okay."

The mutton I ate today should be nutritious.

It happened to be a positive and a negative balance.

Back home, Zhou Yulan was busy boiling hot water to boil brown sugar.

After changing her clothes, Lu Fuer came over to wash her hands and broke off the buns: "Today's mutton soup is a little salty, we need to add some water when we cook it later."

"Okay, it smells delicious to me. As expected, it's something that people in the city love to eat. It's really delicious."

Zhou Yulan was a little bit emotional. She has lived for more than 50 years and has never eaten mutton steamed buns. Today is still a blessing for her daughter.

"If you want me to say that Gu Chuxiao is really capable, you just say you want to eat, and he can rest assured that he can find a way to take you there. This son-in-law is really the right choice."

When the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, she really likes it more and more.

Zhou Yulan boiled some brown sugar water with scallion, brown sugar and ginger, coaxed Lu Fuer to drink a few sips, and went to find Lu Weiguo and Gu Chuxiao with a basin, asking them to drink a few sips to relieve the cold.

Seeing the blackness in the bowl, and smelling the hot nose, Lu Weiguo quietly darkened his face: "I haven't been exposed to the rain, I don't want to drink."

"The rain in autumn is the most permeating. Hurry up and drink something to get rid of the cold, otherwise you will always catch a cold in winter."

Can he be happy or not?Zhou Yulan couldn't get used to him, after seeing the mischievousness in his heart, Zhou Yulan pretended to be angry and pursed her mouth, but her mouth was full of caring words: "Hey, finish drinking, or I won't feel so sorry for you coughing in winter."

Although her voice was small, it still reached Gu Chuxiao's ears.

He froze for a moment, then stood up helplessly, pretending that he didn't hear anything, and didn't understand anything.

I took the chicken bowl and went outside to feed the chickens.

The chickens were fat and plump after being fed by him, and they didn't walk so happily anymore.

In the past, when feeding the chickens, the chickens could still run over to beg for food, but now the chickens, no matter how big or small, are walking slowly, as if they are not hungry at all, even crowing is weak.

Gu Chuxiao suddenly felt a little regretful, did he raise the chickens without a sense of crisis?

The hand that opened the fence retracted silently, he planned to starve these chickens and ducks for a few meals.

All of them are chubby, maybe because they are too fat, and they don't even lay eggs much.

Putting the food bowl back under the eaves, he scooped up half a scoop of water to wash the chicken food bowl.

Lu Fuer saw him wearing a straw hat and standing under the dialect busy, but she didn't know what he was doing.

The white rain will fall violently for a short while, and then stop immediately.

It was no longer raining now, but he was still wearing a straw hat and winding around with a few small wooden sticks. Lu Fuer kept staring at the movements in his hands curiously.

Gu Chuxiao came from a working family background, and with the busy farming during this period, even the back of his hand was scratched a lot by corn leaves.

It stings when you wash your hands with soap, so since the autumn harvest began, the soap at home has gradually been unused.

Except when Lu Fuer was planning to cook and knead noodles, she basically used saponins for a little fun.

His hands looked extremely slender from a distance, but they were several degrees darker than when they first met.

There are also a lot of calluses on the palm of the hand, which is very rough to the touch.

Although his fingers were rough and thick, they were very dexterous and nimble. In a blink of an eye, a bare broom was born from his hands.

Although small, it works.

Lu Fuer looked at him and first admired his work triumphantly, and then happily cleaned the basin with this small broom.

After brushing, he turned the pot upside down to dry, and hung the broom on the vine next to the loofah.

After finishing the work in hand, Lu Fuer put on her apron and ran to Zhou Yulan's room: "Mom, are you hungry?"

Fortunately, she yelled in advance, otherwise she might be in an embarrassing situation.

When she raised the curtain to go in, she saw Zhou Yulan almost jumping up like a frightened rabbit to get a bowl from the cabinet.

There were still a few suspicious red clouds floating on his face, Lu Weiguo was also extremely uncomfortable, pretending to be busy, rubbing his nose and eyes and pretending to cough all the time.

Then he really choked on the saliva, and coughed violently with his chest hanging down.

The way she beat her chest and stamped her feet really made Lu Fuer feel guilty.

It's just that she picked the door curtain too fast and didn't give them a buffer time.

Lu Fuer pretended not to know anything, and asked again: "Are you hungry? Shall I cook first?"

"Don't worry, there's no need to go to the field in the afternoon. We'll eat at two or three o'clock, so we don't have to cook at night."

After Zhou Yulan stumbled and finished speaking, she turned her head to clean up the table, and tidied up the already neat table again. Seeing their unnatural appearance, Lu Fuer hurried out: "Okay, then tell me if you are hungry, I went to cook."

"Okay, if you and Chu Xiao can't wait, go to sleep for a while, we don't work hard in the morning and we don't feel hungry."

After Lu Fuer walked out, Zhou Yulan punched Lu Weiguo a few times: "It's all your fault, let the child see it."

"Not next time."

Lu Weiguo laughed, quickly skipped these topics, and didn't dare to pick up any more.

The sky is still very cloudy, but this heavy rain has really watered the loess thoroughly, and a lot of muddy water has flowed down the slope to the low-lying places, not only the courtyard, but also the outside is very hard to be trampled by people. The road surface was also muddy.

After walking a few steps in cloth shoes, the soles are considered muddy.

Lu Fu'er didn't dare to pick cucumbers in the yard anymore. Looking at the green cucumbers, she wanted to pick them up, eat them and scrape off the oil, but she didn't want to waste her beautiful cloth shoes.

Most of the cloth shoes of rural girls are mainly black, because black is common and cheap to resist dirt.

A few have red fabrics, but they are only worn on big days. Usually, they wear gray blue or unisex liberation shoes.

Her shoes are very unusual, they are pastel pink.

At the beginning, she felt that it was not easy to match clothes, and they were too dazzling and rustic, but when she found that everyone was wearing black cloth shoes, and many girls were envious of her being able to use such good fabrics to make shoes, she suddenly I felt the charm of these shoes.

That's what it feels like to be loved, especially favoritism.

Besides, she has more than one pair of beautifully colored shoes. She was ignorant before and felt that the shoes were too fancy and eye-catching. Later, she realized that brightly colored shoes are the best love her mother has for her.

(End of this chapter)