There is happiness in the pastoral: the abandoned peasant woman wants to stand up

In the dead of night, Fu Liu was lying on his bed, looking at Ji Yu who had already fallen asleep, although his body hurt everywhere, but his heart was very comfortable.

The risk of her almost death was exchanged for the freedom to divide the family. Although it was not worth it, it was not bad. The feeling came quickly without pressure, and she fell asleep after a while.

When her breathing gradually became even, Ji Yu, who had kept his eyes closed, opened them, and turned slightly to look at Fu Liu, who was laying the floor. His long and narrow eyes seemed to lose their indifference in the night.

He has long known what kind of people the Ji family is, but he has always been thinking about the kindness of the Ji family for taking him in. In the past few years, no matter what the Ji family has done out of line, he has turned a blind eye. One eye, although the kindness that should be repaid has already been repaid, but he is too lazy to care about it too much.

But this time he couldn't let go of Fuliu's incident. He actually didn't know what was wrong with him, but looking at the corners of her lips that raised up when she was sleeping, he felt a soft spot in his heart. soft, warm...

Fu Liu got up very early in the morning, in a good mood, slept well, even if he got up early, he was full of energy, but Ji Yu was the same as usual, he got up early to wash up and was about to go out with his bow and arrows on his back.

Fu Liu hurriedly put the basin in his hand on the ground, wiped his hands with his clothes, and asked subconsciously, "Are you coming back for lunch?"

Ji Yu froze for a moment, then shook his head lightly, "No."

Fu Liu nodded, but didn't say much, "Oh, then be careful on the road."

After Ji Yu went out, she took a look at the hut of less than ten square meters, rolled up her sleeves and decided to clean it up.

Now that I am living alone, I have to start over from the beginning.

Although Ji Yu can be regarded as clean, he is a man after all. This room is originally the Westinghouse, and the sun can only get a little bit of sunshine every day when the sun goes down. The room is cold, and the bedding is also very damp.

After Fuliu cleaned the house thoroughly, he took all the bedding to the yard and put them in the sun, patting and drying them, and it was noon when he was done.

She and Ji Wu's house didn't have a kang table, so they could only go to the east room to cook, but when she entered the kitchen, not to mention the dishes, even the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar that had been placed by the kang table were gone. .

Mrs. Ji, who was feeding the chickens in the backyard, saw Fu Liu enter the kitchen, and hummed deliberately, "The family is divided, so you don't have to be ashamed to run to my kitchen, let alone oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, from now on it will be a mouthful." There's no leftovers!"

As soon as the words were finished, Fu Liu came out of the kitchen, with a fat and clumsy body walking towards her one ton after another.

Ji thought that Fuliu was coming after her, so she was about to howl at the top of her voice, "Oh, it's against you, you bastard, you..."

But who knew that Fu Liu didn't even look at her, bypassed her and went directly into the chicken coop, and after a while, he pulled out the fattest and biggest old hen.

Ji was a little confused, "What are you doing?"

Fu Liu carried the old hen and said naturally, "Of course it's for eating."

Ji gave up, and grabbed the old hen's paw with his hand, "Put it down, this is our old hen, why do you take it away? Don't you know after the separation? If you dare to take it away , I’ll call the people in the village to judge me! When the time comes, let’s see where you put your ugly face!”

She wanted to scare Fuliu, but she didn't expect Fuliu to stretch her neck first and shouted, "I didn't even see a single hair of the things Ji Yu hunted from our family before. Now we are separated, but an old mother If there is half a basket of prey in exchange for a chicken, I am at a disadvantage, right? Even if my mother-in-law doesn’t know big characters and doesn’t know how to write Li characters, she should know how to read Li characters, right?”

Where did Ji think that Fu Liulai would come out like this, and immediately he was at a loss for words, "You, you..."

Fu Liu smiled sadly, "Didn't the mother-in-law want someone to judge? Why didn't you speak again?"

Judge?

Waiting for the reasoning to be over, where is there room for her old face?

Reluctantly, Ji let go of her hand, obviously suffocated with suffocation but wanted to fart, she could only watch Fu Liu carrying the hen, and left in front of her in a fair and ostentatious way.