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

Chapter 88 Call me Langjun (please subscribe, please vote!)
The night is blurred.

The master bedroom of the Chen family.

There is a small table placed on the Kang. On the table, there is a bowl of white flour steamed buns, a bowl of minced pork sauce, a bowl of solidified deer blood, a small plate of pickles, and a roasted roe deer leg.

These foods were all prepared by Han Anniang from the cellar.

On the dark old table, these freshly cooked or fried dishes were covered. Hot white smoke rose from them and blended together. The mouth-watering aroma of meat spread and filled the entire small room.

Since the doors and windows are closed, the scent cannot escape.

Chen Mo is not a great person and cannot do anything to please others. Besides, the supplement of meat is related to the progress of his cultivation. What he eats in the evening cannot satisfy his needs at all.

Just do the scene for everyone to see, he won't treat himself badly.

Moreover, he felt that he had not done anything wrong to the villagers. He protected them and organized them to build a cottage. So far, he has not benefited from them at all, but has given a lot of money to them.

Thinking about it this way, he felt that he was simply a good person.

Chen Mo directly picked up the roasted roe deer leg, took a bite without any guilt, chewed it a few times and swallowed it into his stomach.

[Number of meat supplements +0.05, Ziyang Huayuan Gong experience +0.05. 】

"Uncle, eat slowly and don't swallow." Han Anniang was sitting opposite Chen Mo, sewing clothes. She raised her head and saw that Chen Mo chewed a few mouthfuls before swallowing, and said with concern.

"Have you and Min'er eaten?"

Chen Mo put down the roasted roe deer leg, picked up a white-flour steamed bun, tore it open in the middle, and scooped out a spoonful of meat sauce, put it in the torn bun, and took a bite. The fragrance of the steamed bun and the spicy meat sauce were mixed in. The mouth is overflowing, making people feel a full sense of satisfaction.

"The Nu family and Min'er have already eaten. Min'er is feeling a little uncomfortable, so the Nu family asked her to rest." Han Anniang put down what she was holding to avoid Chen Mo swallowing, got out of bed, poured a glass of water for Chen Mo, and handed it over.

"You don't feel good, are you okay?" Chen Mo was stunned, but he didn't want to catch the cold.

"She should be fine. She just said she had a headache. I saw that she didn't have a fever or anything. She was still lively in the afternoon."

"That's good."

After sitting down again, Han Aniang talked about the progress of her work and said: "Wangjia Village and our Fuze Village have finished plowing and sown rice seeds. Tomorrow it will be Xiaogao Village and Liuzhuang."

Although the villagers do not have enough to eat and are hungry, they will keep the rice seeds they sow.

After all, rice seeds are hope for the coming year.

"Ah."

Chen Mo sucked the finger that was holding the roasted roe deer leg, took a sip of water, and said, "Sister-in-law, help me ask if there are any foot traders in the village tomorrow."

Now Pingting County and Qingting County have been sealed off. There are furs that can be sold in the village, but there is no place to sell them.

Therefore, Chen Mo wanted to find a travel agent to visit other counties.

If it works, he will try the ways to make money in his mind to see if they work.

Han Anniang nodded. As long as it didn't concern Chen Mo's safety, she wouldn't ask why. Naturally, she didn't ask why Chen Mo was looking for a foot trader. She just supported him silently.

"Huh, Shu Chang."

After eating, Chen Mo drank the remaining water in the cup, burped and felt satisfied.

"Uncle, are you full?" Han Anniang asked.

"I'm full." Chen Mo said.

Hearing this, Han Anniang put down her needlework and put it away. She washed the bowls and chopsticks and put the uneaten meat sauce into the cupboard in the cellar.
When she returned to the master bedroom, she found that Chen Mo was no longer there. She was not surprised. She knew that Chen Mo had the habit of going out for activities every time after eating. She took down the small table on the kang and laid out the kang again.

Then, she took the clothes she was sewing, blew out the lights in the master bedroom, returned to the kitchen, boiled the hot water, and then sat next to her, staring at the boiling water while sewing the clothes.Chen Mo came to the stable built at the back, poured hay into the trough, then picked up a pig hair brush and brushed it carefully.

The bristles can not only clean up the dirt and bugs on the horse, but also enhance the relationship between people and horses.

It's a pity that this horse is too thin, and the Qinghe Gang will definitely not be willing to spend money to keep it.

If a horse wants to gain weight, it is best to feed it a meal of grains every night, plus some soybeans to increase protein.

But Chen Mo couldn't meet these conditions, so he could only feed it more hay.

After serving the horses and the night getting darker, he stepped back to the master bedroom.

When Han Anniang saw her uncle coming back, she quickly fetched hot water and washed Chen Mo's face and feet.

After washing her face, Han Anniang wrung out the towel, then asked Chen Mo to sit down and wash his feet.

But Chen Mo asked her to sit down, squatted down in front of her, and said with a smile: "Let me wash my sister-in-law's feet tonight too."

"No way. How can a man wash a woman's feet? It's against the rules." Han Anniang quickly refused.

But Chen Mo couldn't help but grabbed Han An's calf and took off her embroidered shoes and socks.

Han Anniang is not a pampered rich lady. As a country peasant woman, she naturally does not have the small, exquisite, beautiful feet described in novels, but they are not ugly. They are just like the feet of a normal woman, with well-defined toes and round beads.

"Uncle, don't look." Feeling Chen Mo's burning eyes staring at her little feet, Han Anniang's face turned red and hot, and her body tensed up.

"Don't be afraid." Chen Mo put Han Anniang's feet into the hot water and cleaned them carefully.

Han Anniang felt the strange feeling coming from the soles of her feet and turned her head shyly, but her whole heart felt like it was soaked in a honey pot.

After washing, Han Anniang shyly shrank into the quilt without even wiping her feet.

Chen Mo pursed his lips and smiled. He washed himself briefly a few times, then opened the window and poured the foot washing water out.

After closing the window, Chen Mo lifted up the quilt, held Han Anniang's little feet in his hands again, and said with a smile: "It's not ugly, what are you hiding?"

"Nujia, are you shy?"

Chen Mo smiled and raised his hand to pat the millstone.

Han Anniang already had muscle memory, so she turned her back and leaned on the window sill to lie down.

But Chen Mo hugged her back: "Sister-in-law, I want to look at your face."

"..."

The two of them were considered an old couple. After a brief moment of shyness, Han Anniang blushed and took off her clothes.

But Chen Mo pushed her hand away and chuckled: "Sister-in-law, I am the most considerate."

Like bamboo shoots, the shell has been peeled off.

Han Anniang was posed as a McDonald's icon
Chen Moxiang hugged the beauty.

Han Anniang's figure is too plump, and she seems to be as soft as if she is boneless when held up, which is very comfortable.

She turned her face sideways to Chen Mo, her eyes were closed tightly, but she was mumbling something in her sleep, and she didn't know what she was talking about. Her orchid-like breath hit Chen Mo's face, and she said softly: "Uncle."

Chen Mo kissed Han Anniang's lips, and after a long time, he said, "I want my sister-in-law to call me husband."

(End of this chapter)