Chapter 26 Race

On that night, the moon was bright and starry, and sometimes there was a breeze blowing, revealing a warmth. The mat at the door is full of newly picked locust flowers, and the moonlight reflects the white snow. Lu Mengji went out to look at it several times in a row, afraid that the weather would suddenly change, and the work of the day would be wasted. If the weather is fine tomorrow, another day will be enough.

There were also several locust branches full of small white lanterns in the room. Fortunately, Li Dazhuang came home from work in the afternoon and happened to see Lu Mengjie clumsily climbing up the tree, and Zhong'er's mother guarding it with a worried face, so she climbed to the tree, broke a lot and threw it on the open ground and picked it straight to the sunset. There was still a lot left.

After dinner, Lu Mengji sat under the lamp and slowly picked it up.

Lin Daimo was depressed all afternoon because of what happened at noon. He was obviously angry, but he didn't know where to vent. Lu Mengji was also busy with his own affairs, and he would be idle to hit the muzzle of the gun, so he ate a few bites and lay down **, holding the book in his hand that I don't know how many times it had been turned over. The collection of poems stared straight at the page of the book.

The room has long been surrounded by the strong fragrance of locust flowers, and I don't feel special after smelling it for a long time. Lu Mengjie bent down and picked it for a day. At this time, his cervical spine was sore that he put down the branches in his hand and stretched his arms to pull his bones in the room. As soon as he turned around, he saw Lin Daimo in a daze at the book and was about to stare at the hole in the book page.

"Big turtle, just go to bed and be careful to become a fat turtle after dinner. Anyway, you can't read any more. Why don't you come and help me pick flowers," Lu Mengzhi approached the bedside. "You smell it, you are in the flowers, leaving a lingering fragrance in your hand!"

"I think it's a smell of broken branches and leaves," Lin Daimo disliked and put his little hand aside. "Don't call me a big turtle in the future, otherwise..."

"Otherwise? A gentleman doesn't do anything. I always respect you as a modest gentleman, but don't ruin your image in other people's hearts." Lu Mengji smiled and jumped far away a few steps. He tilted his head to look at Lin Daimo gritted his teeth, but he felt more and more that this man was arrogant and cute, which made people couldn't help teasing him.

"What are you afraid of? Such a big woman doesn't know how to jump like a rabbit. Moreover, as a man, I don't have the reason to do something to women," Lin Daimo waved his hand generously, showing some masculinity. After saying that, he suddenly saw Lu Mengji's cunning smile.

When Lu Mengjie found that Lin Daimo suddenly changed his mind, he felt hairy and was provoked by this smile. He stiffly replied, "That's naturally the best."

Who would have thought that as soon as she sat down, Lin Daimo lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, "Little rabbit, why are you using so many locust flowers?"

The sudden shadow made Lu Mengji jump up and hit Lin Daimo's face with a handful of locust flowers in his hand. "You idiot, I don't know if people will scare people to death!"

"Don't do bad things, and don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door," Lin Daimo didn't get angry for the first time, and even picked up a few locust flowers on his body and put them in his mouth.

"Well, I don't know which black-hearted person you have offended, and you have been poisoned like this, tut." The two had not spoken for a few days. As soon as they opened their mouth, they were full of swords. After a few moves, Lin Daimo turned his head angrily and refused to speak.

"Big turtle, in fact, you are still quite cute when you are sulking, much better than pretending to be cool," Lu Mengji added that he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic. Lin Daimo rolled his eyes and threw a few strings of locust flowers in his hand into the basket.

"I don't care about an unbred rabbit. It's too demeaning," Lin Dai looked down at Lu Mengji. "What's more, it's just a servant rabbit," he wanted to say again. Hua Guan was just a low life, and his words swallowed back. He even doubted how he could think of such vicious words. I was annoyed and quickly changed my clothes and lay down**.

Lu Mengji heard the other party's rabbit, but the scene of the tortoise and rabbit race came to his mind. He didn't care what Lin Daimo said and asked with a smile, "Hey, why don't we race?"

"Run? How can you, a weak woman, run over me? It's really too much." Lin Daimo has never heard the story of the tortoise and rabbit race. He glanced at Lu Mengjian, but looked like the proud rabbit.

"No, I mean, it's better than who will rely on our own strength to run out of this village or even out of Pulan City, but this run is not as simple as simply raising your legs and stepping here," Lu Mengjian pointed to his brain and explained solemnly.

Lin Daimo stood up and stared at Lu Mengjian like an alien. "Enough, as a woman, it is my job to take care of her husband and children. From today on, you are not allowed to mention the word business. How can you be a woman can bear it!" Let's stop this matter. If you don't know the point, don't blame Lin for not thinking about the past!"

After saying that, he blew out the oil lamp at the head of the bed, leaving Lu Mengji to stand on the spot in a daze. After a while, he silently turned off the light and lay in a daze.

In fact, Lin Daimo is also uncomfortable. In the past few days, Lu Mengji has intentionally or unintentionally mentioned business, and he is nothing more than complaining that he is unable to maintain his family. Although mushroom farming has just entered the right track, he has not found a real buyer.

What Lu Mengji usually does is just some things to grow flowers and seedlings, but it doesn't hurt. Lin Daimo doesn't care about it in his eyes. But tonight's words hit his self-esteem heavily, and even his position at home was precarious. Lin Daimo felt an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart.

However, the weak limbs kept reminding Lin Daimo that it was the weak woman beside him who really supported this family now. Although it is a well-known relationship between husband and wife, she has always taken care of his diet without complaint, and has never even complained about the difficulties of life in person. Which of this family's food and clothing is not obtained by her, but he...

The two of them had their own thoughts and got up until the next morning.

Lu Mengji still maintains his daily routine and gets up on time at 6:30. Although there is no clock here, the biological clock developed over the years can't move. She dressed and pulled the sleepy Lin Daimo up from **.

"What nerve did you have in the early morning?" Lin Daimo stood on the ground with a sad face, puzzled. He couldn't sleep all night and fell asleep after five times. At this moment, he was obviously sleepy.

"Of course it's morning exercise. Don't you want to get better early?" Lu Mengji has already changed into a light suit and returned Lin Daimo's clothes to his hand.

After the warm-up exercise with Lu Mengzhi with a helpless face, the two slowly ran out of the yard. Lin Daimo's feet were weak, and his speed was no different from walking. Lu Mengji was not reluctant and followed him with his arms. Breathing fresh air, Lin Daimo gradually cleared his mind and listened to the crisp song of birds, and there was an inexplicable joy in his heart.

After jogging around the village for half an hour, the sun rose, and the two of them walked back. Lu Mengji had the habit of morning exercise, but after coming here, he never ran again. Today, he ran for a long time and his body was faintly tired. Although Lin Daimo has been walking, his physical strength has been exhausted for a long time.

When walking home, most of the people in the village had already got up and went to the ground. On the way, they met the warm greetings of the villagers. Lin Daimo responded politely one by one and saw many faces.

The locust flowers hanging in the courtyard are stained with a lot of dew at night, and they feel wet when touched with their hands. Lu Mengjie changed his clothes and cleaned his face. After a while, he prepared breakfast. Lin Daimo ate a steamed bun for the first time and drank another bowl of mung bean porridge. After a lot of exercise in the morning, his face was not even as gray as before.

After sending Lin Daimo out, Lu Mengji poured a basket of flowers picked at night on the mat. The earlier batch was obviously a little wilted, and he picked out some sunburned flowers. Lu Mengji turned the locust flowers up and down and flattened them again.

After watering all the flowers and seedlings in the yard, Lu Mengjian began to look at the dark guy next to him. Although the pots had already been washed with hot alkaline water, they still looked dirty. At this moment, they were barely put together, and there were many bark strips wrapped around them. The strange appearance made people laugh.

However, this strange "four unlike" pot has a pivotal position in Lu Mengji's heart.

Lu Mengji circled around the pot, thought for a while, and ran to the kitchen to hold out a pile of firewood. Fortunately, Li Dazhuang carried back a lot of firewood when he went up the mountain. Seeing that the Lin family didn't even have firewood and grass, he sent a lot of them to Lu Mengjian, so he didn't have to worry about making a fire and cooking.

However, Lu Mengjian has never used this stove. After burning it for a long time, he didn't even see any flames. He kept filling firewood in it, but he saw thick smoke, which made Lu Mengjian's tears and runny nose, and he couldn't wait to push this broken thing to it. When the stove started a fire, Aunt Li taught it with her hands for a day, but as for using the stove to start a fire, she didn't say a word.

Lu Mengji groped to remove some firewood. Although there was still smoke inside, it was much better. He blew hard, and the flame suddenly rushed out. With a sound of "Z", a smell of burnt protein emanated from Lu Mengji's forehead. With a touch with his hand, the hair on his forehead had been curled up. Get up.

Regardless of this, Lu Mengji added a handful of firewood to the stove, quickly took water, poured a pot of water from the small mouth reserved on the pot, and sealed the small mouth again.

After burning for a long time, the water in the pot finally boiled, and the condensed water vapor flowed through a small pipe made of bark to the pottery bowl beside it, drop by drop, like a rain in Lu Mengjie's eyes.

Lu Mengji looked at the increasing water in the bowl and danced excitedly.

"Although these equipment are not as good as before, they can at least make do with it. When they succeed, they will ask someone to make a set of distillation tools." Lu Mengji was beautiful and thought about it. He saw some semi-dry locust flowers he had picked out on the mat. He had the intention to test these first, so he bent down and picked up the locust flowers into the basket. .

But he heard a bang behind him, which scared Lu Mengji to jump up on the spot.