Nine hundred and sixtieth eight chapters ups and downs
However, if Su Niang had good eyesight, she would have been able to see that when the dust reached three inches in front of Li Luo, it was as if it was blocked by an invisible wall, and not a single drop fell on Li Luo.
Su Niang was betting on her strength, and soon there was a slight sweat on her face.
The backyard is not big, but it would take some time for a weak girl to clean it. When I was young, I could hear Su Niang's slight breathing.
"Aren't you going to report us to the police?"
"You need to take care of it!" Su Niang glared at Li Luo angrily, but when she saw Li Luo's gloating smile, she became even more depressed for no reason.
Li Luo laughed, stepped forward and took the broom from Su Niang's hand without leaving a trace, and helped Su Niang clean the courtyard.
Su Niang called out several times, but Li Luo turned a deaf ear and only heard the rustling sound of a broom sweeping the floor.
Soon the yard was cleaned up, and Su Niang didn't say thank you. She muttered: "This is your own help, I didn't ask you for help."
Li Luo put away his broom, nodded with a smile, and didn't say much.
Su Niang felt a little embarrassed, wiped her hands on her sleeves, and prepared to fetch water for cooking.
Li Luo had nothing to do, so he packed up everything before Su Niang left.
Su Niang was stunned. She was a little embarrassed at first, but she put it behind her in a blink of an eye and started to instruct Li Luo to do this and that without any intention of showing off.
Su Niang lit a fire and boiled water for cooking. Li Luo chopped the dried firewood and put it in one place in the courtyard.
Su Niang looked at Li Luo's busy figure in the courtyard through the broken window. She was distracted for a moment and had an idea inexplicably. Maybe it was time to find a stepfather for Mo'er. There was a man in charge of the family. After all, it would be better than what it is now.
It is easier for orphans and widowed mothers.
Just when she thought of this, Su Niang panicked and accidentally scalded it with boiling water, causing her to scream in pain.
Li Luo heard the sound and looked over. Su Niang hurriedly put on a posture of sitting upright, looking at her nose, her nose and her heart, without squinting. She concentrated on staring at the fire in the stove, but her face should have been so hot.
Boiling water is not much different.
Su Niang caught a glimpse of Li Luo turning his head out of the corner of her eye, and then she let out a sigh of relief, touched her hot cheek, and spat lightly. It was really almost spring. Could it be that she was also in love with someone who was bigger than herself?
It's really shameless for such a young kid to think of such shameful things.
Li Luo naturally didn't know that Su Niang had these thoughts, so he packed up the firewood, clapped his hands and went to the front yard.
In a short while, breakfast was ready. Although the aroma of the rice was not strong, it had a rustic taste.
Su Niang came over holding a rough clay rice bowl and shouted: "Mo'er, eat."
"Mom, here we come." Mo'er ran out of the house, smiled and helped Su Niang put the bowls and chopsticks, and leaned next to Su Niang and watched her mother serve her rice.
Su Niang fondly touched the top of Mo'er's head and said softly: "Eat quickly."
Mo'er responded, and started eating and drinking. It looked like porridge. Su Niang filled two bowls, one bowl Mo'er was eating, and the other was placed on the table in front of Mo'er, waiting.
After eating, the bowl should be cold.
Mo'er took a few bites, looked at Li Luo who was standing under the eaves and looked quietly at the street, turned to her mother and asked naively: "Mom, why don't you ask eldest brother to come for dinner?"
Su Niang rolled her eyes at Li Luo's back and deliberately said loudly: "People are used to eating big fish and meat. How can we get used to eating such simple meals at home? Don't be too fussy and eat quickly."
Mo'er made a sound, stretched her neck and looked at the rice bowl, and said doubtfully: "Mom, you've made too much, we can't finish it."
Su Niang blushed and scolded: "I told you not to talk too much, but you still talk too much. You are not allowed to talk while eating."
Mo'er sniffed, not too scared, but just a little curious about why her mother was so angry so early in the morning.
Li Luo still didn't turn around, perhaps because he was afraid that turning around would make Su Niang even more embarrassed, and wasting his naturally ruthless heart.
After a while, Su Niang filled another bowl of rice, pushed it in front of Mo'er, and pursed her lips at Li Luo's back.
Mo'er understood, smiled, put down the bowls and chopsticks, picked up the rice that Su Niang had served, walked behind Li Luo, and said crisply: "Brother, you eat too."
Li Luo turned around, looked at the childish Mo'er and smiled warmly. He didn't look down on Mo'er because of his young age, and said with a smile: "Thank you."
Mo'er handed the porcelain bowl in her hand to Li Luo, and Li Luo took it in his hand. Mo'er then went back to her mother to continue eating.
Su Niang hummed a few times and said: "Don't think too much, I just cooked too much food today, it would be a pity to throw it away. It will be an advantage for you."
Li Luo smiled and said, "Thank you very much. I'll keep a note of the money for the meal and give it to you one day."
Su Niang's face was happy, but then she smiled and said magnanimously: "Forget it, you helped me with my work in the morning, so I will treat you with this meal."
Li Luo didn't refuse, smiled softly, looked down at the breakfast in the bowl, and was inexplicably startled. The rice in the bowl looked like porridge but not porridge, or soup but not soup. He didn't know what was boiled into a sticky ball.
Can't tell if it's rice or noodles.
Li Luo raised his head and glanced at Su Niang in astonishment, and then at Mo'er who was eating sweet food. He didn't know how to eat it for a moment.
Su Niang's face was obviously not good-looking, she glared at Li Luo and shouted: "What, you think my cooking is not good?"
Li Luo scratched his head. This bowl of rice couldn't be said to be good or bad, but it didn't look like food at all.
Mo'er looked up at Li Luo and said with a smile: "Brother, why don't you eat?"
"Don't worry about him, let's eat. He's a donkey's liver and lungs out of kindness. He's well-dressed and well-fed, but he thinks our food is unpalatable." Su Niang said sarcastically.
"Ah, big brother, what do you usually eat?" Mo'er asked curiously, not knowing what her mother mentioned about fine clothes and fine food.
"Me? I eat almost the same as you..."
"Hypocritical." Su Niang snorted coldly, interrupted Li Luo, and said dissatisfiedly, "It would be nice to have a bowl of hot rice these days. If you are picky, you will look like a pampered young man."
Li Luo felt ashamed for a while and just ate a bowl of rice, which made Su Niang scold him, and then he quickly took a sip of the soup and rice of unknown origin.
Li Luo only took a sip and frowned. He had eaten a lot of palace delicacies and had eaten simple meals in the army, but this was the first time he had tasted such an unpalatable meal.
The taste in the mouth is weird, as if thousands of flavors have been mixed into a ball, and it is difficult to distinguish the sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy. Li Luo choked and almost shed tears. He said it tasted like chewing wax, but he carefully distinguished it, the vinegar smell and the salty taste.
, spicy, and a little sweet, but if these flavors are gathered together in one place, it will be a bit creepy, and it is almost more scary than the most disgusting soup in the world.