Because he was very attentive, even if he just recognized the acupuncture, Lin Jingzhi was so tired that he was sweating profusely. However, Aunt Yu, who would come to see him every moment, shook her head at the needle hole on the puppet.
Although this scholar's husband has worked very hard, his talent for martial arts is really not very good.
"Second Master, Aunt Yu, breakfast is ready." When the sun rose from the ground, about a bamboo pole high, Zhuer, the little maid in Aunt Yu's yard, walked up and said with a blessing.
Because he had never had much contact with Lin Jingzhi before, Zhu'er seemed very reserved, lowered her head, just stared at the ground, and didn't dare to take a breath.
Zhu'er is only about thirteen years old. She is wearing a light yellow long dress and a little baby fat on her face. She looks quite cute.
"Yeah." It was about to reach Si Shi, and it was time to share food for the refugees. Lin Jingzhi responded and walked back to the cottage with Aunt Yu.
Lin Zhou took Lin Tian to say goodbye and went back to his yard to have dinner. Now Lin Zhou saw that his son was just here to practice martial arts in the morning, and in the afternoon, he only exercised more according to Aunt Yu's requirements, so as not to delay practicing calligraphy and reading.
She was even more grateful to Lin Jingzhi in her heart. I don’t know when it started. She was very willing to stay with Lin Jingzhi, chat, talk, or stand quietly next to this man, secretly
Looking at his side face, this feeling was very warm and down-to-earth.
When he walked into the hut and came to the dining table, Lin Jingzhi sat down carelessly. Aunt Yu was not polite and then sat down.
The dishes on the table are simple and delicious. Because they are breakfast, they are not suitable for eating too greasy things, so there is only one meat dish, fried diced pork with bamboo shoots.
Because Lin Jingzhi had just recovered from a serious illness and exercised a lot in the morning, he had a good appetite and meat dishes were his great love. However, before he could eat a few bites, he saw Aunt Yu stretch out her bamboo chopsticks and frequently compete for it.
, secretly glanced at Aunt Yu on the opposite side, his eyes rolled, and he coughed lightly, "Yu'er, you should eat less meat, otherwise it will easily gain weight, and these bamboo shoots are not suitable for ladies to eat.
, it creaked when bitten, well, it's better to destroy it for your husband."
After saying that, while Aunt Yu was stunned, Lin Jingzhi brought the plate with fried diced pork with bamboo shoots to him. After thinking about it, he was worried, so he simply used chopsticks to pull them all into his little one.
In the bowl.
Aunt Yu has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. She is not particular about eating, and she likes to eat large pieces of meat. As for the fact that she cannot have any sound when eating, she never thought that walking in the world, as long as she can eat enough
That's it, how can you eat slowly like a lady?
However, now her identity has changed and she has become a concubine of a wealthy family. If she is still as she used to be, it seems inappropriate, especially if she is seen by Mrs. Lin in the future, she will be scolded.
He raised his head and glanced at Lin Jingzhi, who was lowering his head and pushing his flesh into his mouth. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Could it be that this man disliked him not as a ladylike temperament?
She couldn't imagine that Lin Jingzhi, who was wearing a talented aura on her head, just made up a reason to eat all the meat dishes into her stomach.
For the first time, Aunt Yu, who looked down on the scholar who could not shoulder or carry the back, felt that she felt a little inferior in front of this scholar's husband.
Next, she did not carelessly pick up the dishes she liked, but just lowered her head and ate the two vegetarian dishes closest to her, without opening her mouth and eating silently.
Lin Jingzhi never thought that anyone could change his straightforward personality and independent Aunt Yu, so he did not notice Aunt Yu's abnormality. He just took bamboo chopsticks and quickly wiped out the food in front of him.
There was not much left, and at the end I picked up the warm soup, poured it into my stomach with big mouthfuls, and burped it comfortably.
It’s so good to grab someone else’s meat into your own stomach!
Seeing that he had enough food and drink, Aunt Yu stopped eating. Then the two stood up and asked the maid to serve him to wash his hands and faces. She walked into the inner room, turned her back to her body, and changed her body.
Clean clothes.
Zhu'er was responsible for helping Lin Jingzhi tidy up the front, blushing all over. At the same time, she secretly praised him. Second Master was really a urging them to serve rice and move faster when putting steamed buns.
After a while, his visibility was still too slow, so he let a few servants run back to the mansion quickly, and brought seven or eight large wooden basins, then scooped the porridge and took it aside to the team.
put.
Although he was just directing his servants and did not do any physical work, he was still tired after a while and sweating all over his body. His face and neck were covered with sweat. His back was also soaked with sweat.
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Aunt Yu stood aside to help in command. Seeing this, she felt a little distressed, so she took out the brocade handkerchief in her arms and handed it to him.
Lin Jingzhi was stunned, then took it with a smile and wiped it on his face. Of course, during this process, he did not forget to secretly sniff the fragrance of the woman on the brocade handkerchief.
Aunt Yu's eyes were so sharp that she saw her pretty face, which was slightly red and turned her head.
In addition to dividing porridge and steamed buns here, the Lin family has also made a large bucket of millet porridge today, which contains a lot of red dates and a small amount of brown sugar, which is filled with fragrance. These millet porridges are specially designed for refugees to hold babies.
When women share their food, some servants ran to the refugees to pretend to be fucked, and asked these women to line up.
There are still many women holding babies among the refugees, but before there is a long time, a sudden noise comes from a rumbling sound. It turns out that a few men also want to eat the food here, and one of them is even more screaming.
Screaming,
"Why can these women eat millet porridge with red dates and brown sugar, but we can only eat rice porridge. It's unfair, unfair!" dd