Luo's mother said something bad, and she asked her to go back to sleep, and her tone was also very bad, as if she was about to get angry again.

But in fact, only she knew it in her heart.

It was nothing more than taking advantage of Xiaomai to apologize, and let his son get up quickly and stop kneeling.

She had long since wanted her son to kneel down, but she didn't want to give in and speak first.

But the stubborn person fucked her, as if she didn't say anything, he wouldn't afford it if she didn't speak.

Luo's mother listened to the movement outside, and knew that Luo Junxi had not continued to stubbornly, and she felt a little relieved.

Outside, Xiaomai needs to help.

Luo Junxi refused, stood up with his stiff knees.

Xiaomai pursed her lips and took a step back, not knowing what to say.

Today, Brother Junxi was so angry that he felt that it was all his fault.

Just as I was about to turn around and go out to the wing room, my hand was held.

Luo Junxi's hands are slender with five fingers, unlike the hands of most farmers, which are thick and have thick calluses.

But at this moment, these slightly thin and weak hands seemed to be very powerful.

Xiaomai didn't understand what she was trying to hold her back: "Brother Junxi?"

"Go back to the house with me."

"But my house is..."

"Just sleep in my house, we are married."

Luo Junxi did not allow Xiaomai to refuse. He held the small hand tightly with the meat pit, half pulled and half pulled, and stretched out his arms to protect him, taking Xiaomai back to the west room where he was.

"Brother Junxi, don't do this. Mom will be unhappy. Don't add fuel to the fire."

Luo Junxi interrupted: "I'll sleep in this room tonight, why don't you call me husband?"

...

Luo's mother listened very brightly on the kang in the east room. After all, her unfilial son didn't want to lower his voice and speak.

This made her angry. She didn't even bother to wear shoes and got off the kang. She ran to the door a few steps and suddenly stopped.

Luo's mother's mouth opened, and she opened it for a long time.

Finally, she licked her lips, and her whole body seemed to be deflated, and slowly moved back to the kang: "Oh."

Then, Luo's mother didn't know how she got through this.

Didn't sleep, nor did I close my eyes.

I don't even care much about what the two young people in that room are doing.

She wondered if she was worth it if she was so concerned about her son.

It's all right to get revenge, it really means that: I can't help but feel bad.

Look, just shouted at her in the evening, and her son's eyes were almost said: "Why are you so redundant? Why are you so troublesome, your mother?"

Yes, if you raise your child, will it become unnecessary? It’s time to take off the grind and kill the donkey.

Why don’t you kill me? Keeping her widowed mother is a burden.

In the future, people will have their own small family, a wife and a child. If she is still alive, she will have to take her with her wherever she goes. It will be a big trouble.

Luo's mother couldn't control herself after a while:

Why is she so mean? Look at her son who treats her like that. She is so angry at his mother who has just entered the door for a few months. However, she still thinks about it but can't help but worry.

My son came back with his arm, and he looked scary.

I don't know if it's a fracture or a dislocation.

If you have a fracture, you will suffer from it and you will have to take care of it for at least a few months.

It’s a loss, it’s a loss to the left arm. If it’s on the right, the next scholar will be over.

Also, did he say that in the interrogation, besides the snake, is it another wild boar?

If this is true...

Thinking of this, Luo's mother started to beat her chest again, and this time she was scared.

Snakes, we can buy medicine to prevent it. If the wild boar is as big as a lattice, what should we do to prevent it?

In the middle of the night, Luo's mother stopped scolding her son and began to grit her teeth and scold her dead man again.

Burning so much paper money is useless under the ground.

Last time she was in front of the grave, she whispered for more than an hour and begged her man for such a little thing, not to let her son mess around anymore, and she didn't know what evil he had committed, so she couldn't understand.

As for her man's tragedy, she is optimistic. Even if she is not a short-lived ghost, she cannot count on living well.

When the sky was dawn, Luo's mother was full of research on how to deal with wild boars.

It is impossible not to walk the mountain road, and it is even more impossible to keep the child at home and not to go to the academy.

She felt aroused in her heart and remembered the most useless Lao Zuo family.

To be precise, it is the brother-in-law of the other two sons-in-law of the Lao Zuo family, her son.

It’s not her reality, but she really has no relatives to be able to count on.

You can't tell the Lin family to escort back and forth, right?

If outsiders and bad-minded people know this secret of attacking snakes and wild boars, it would take her life if she used it.

Luo's mother's heart was pounding, so compared to outsiders, she would rather let her son's two brother-in-law escort back and forth, and she could only do this.

...

Westinghouse.

Luo Junxi was awakened by Xiaomai's leg thrown over.

The young couple slept in their clothes last night.

Before going to bed, it was quite unnatural.

One lie flat, the other turned to the other side and showed it to the other person's back. It felt like there was no place to put his hands and feet, so it was wrong to put them anywhere.

But when you fall asleep, the wheat will be pushed horizontally and rolled up your trouser legs to your knees.

Luo Junxi tilted his head and looked at the girl who would be heartless as long as he had enough food and sleep. He used his uninjured hand to rub the girl's cracked face carefully.

I was reluctant to take it away while rubbing it. Although it was dry, it was round and tangy.

While thinking: My mother's slap made Xiaomai's face even worse. I'll find out later who will go to the town to help me wipe my face.

Luo Junxi sat up slowly, and couldn't help but glance at Xiaomai's exposed calves.

The legs are much whiter than the face, which shows how much work you have to do on weekdays, and it is exposed to the wind and sun.

Put the movement off the bed with a cool veil on Xiaomai's face, then put it down the mosquito net and close the door. During the whole process, there was no sound in the room.

After a while, the sound of pushing the mill sounded in the mill.

When Xiaomai ran to the mill in a panic, her brother Junxi, who should have gotten up early to study, had already finished his work and was lit in the big pot.

"How can you do this?"

Luo Junxi wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, his hot face turned red, and he turned around and smiled at Xiaomai: "Why can't I do this?"

After saying that, direct the wheat to boil it, so don’t delay the Lin family coming to pick up the tofu.

He came to the yard, first fed the chickens and ducks, picked up the eggs and put them in the basket, cleaned up the chicken and duck shit, and then split the wood and tripped.

If one hand is not good, kick the scattered wood with your feet and use your good hand to swing an axe to chop firewood.

Luo's mother got up from the kang with dizziness, pushed open the back window, and saw her son and Xiaomai laughing in the backyard.

Xiaomai held a basket on her arm, and it was obvious that she was going to pick the dishes for breakfast. She was holding a persimmon in her hand and put it in her son's hand.

Her face was full of sweat. She threw down the axe and took the persimmon without washing it. She just rubbed her clothes and took a big bite.

It’s okay to eat it by yourself, but I even handed the bitten persimmon straight to the wheat mouth.

He was so stupid that he didn't eat wheat, and he wanted to pull it over and force it to eat it.

It looks like that, it is best to hug you and me.

Luo Mother: "..."

You two can just laugh out loud.
Chapter completed!