Plant peaches with uncle

Su Ruoyan smiled and touched his head. It was indeed his secret, and he would not let it out. Even as close as Qin Chengyu, he didn't reveal a word, but he felt that Qin Chengyu knew something.Living together, his vigilance will definitely decrease, and there must be clues leaking out when he is always on guard against his lover.

Qin Chengyu didn't ask, and Su Ruoyan didn't say anything, so it was a well-known secret.

The old couple sat down with Su Ruoyan after eating the peaches. During the period, Nai Gao, who was not afraid of anything, jumped onto the sofa, lay on the old man's lap with her little hands in her mouth, and looked at the stranger with her big round eyes. visitors.The fairy-like old man's expression was unnatural for a moment, the itching and unbearable look of wanting to touch but embarrassed to touch, which made it difficult for Su Ruoyan to hold back his laughter.

"Little friend, let's go." Before leaving, the grandfather reached out and touched Nai Gao's head, his eyes showed a look of satisfaction, and even the strand of beard was filled with joy.The old man was still concerned about his own image, so he glanced at Su Ruoyan when he was touching it, and seeing the clear expression on his face, he immediately coughed in embarrassment, "The cat is well-raised."

Su Ruoyan smiled, "The milk cake is very good, you can touch it."

"Ahem, forget it. Little thing, let's go first, see you when you are free."

"Goodbye, grandpa." Su Ruoyan sent them out the door, and only went in when they were far away.

Su Ruoyan would see them in the next few days. The old couple wandered around the village and went to Su Ruoyan's house twice. Su Ruoyan also made a meal for them, using his own little rooster to stew the wild mushrooms found on the mountain. , There is also yam in the chicken soup, and the yam is also wild on the mountain. This is the reason for relying on the mountain to eat the mountain.

The old man was full of applause, and said that Su Ruoyan's cooking skills were the best he had ever seen, even better than those few star chefs.All the credit goes to the Lingquan. Without Lingquan, Su Ruoyan's cooking skills are just that of ordinary home cooking, neither good nor bad.

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The seventeenth day of the lunar calendar, January 1 of the Gregorian calendar, there are still 22 days before the Chinese New Year, 12 days before Qin Chengyu comes back, and 8 days before his mother comes over. When I see my mother, I can stay with Qin Chengyu and celebrate the New Year happily.

Lying on the bed and looking at the calendar, I found that the days of waiting are so long.Turned over and got out of bed, "Ouch!"

Su Ruoyan supported her waist, and looked at her growing belly silently. It used to be a flat belly, but now she directly holds a small watermelon in her arms, and she still feels bloated all the time, with a bulging stomach.

But he really can't lose weight. Now that the weather is cold, he doesn't want to go for a run at all. If he eats less than two bites, he will be so hungry that he can get up in the middle of the night and eat a bite or two.

With the way he eats, it's no wonder he can lose weight.

Putting on a suit of clothes, Nai Gao meowed urgently beside him, it was hungry and wanted to eat canned food.

After adding food and drink to this little ancestor, Su Ruoyan went to make his own breakfast.I don’t want to make it too complicated to eat alone. I took yesterday’s chicken soup out of the refrigerator, made noodles and cooked a bowl of chicken soup noodles. I ate a bowl quickly, which was a pleasure. After eating, I ate an apple.I curled my lips, disliked the taste of apples, and said that they are imported from foreign countries. They don't have much moisture, sweetness, heavy fiber, and slag.

If Zeng Guangfu knew about Su Ruoyan's evaluation, he would have fainted in the toilet. He specially picked the best fruits in the store with the highest customer satisfaction and sent them to Su Ruoyan as a New Year's gift.This kind of apple with red peel and sauce can be sold for 50 yuan a piece on Christmas Eve, but now it has been reduced, and it costs [-] yuan a piece. Although it is expensive, it is sweet, juicy, and has a crisp taste, which is very popular among customers.

But when it came to Su Ruoyan's mouth, this kind of sought-after apple was not so good. Only the fruits and vegetables from his own Taoyuan could satisfy his picky taste buds because Gein was raised by Lingquan.

He gnawed on an apple and walked all the way to the orchard, and met Han Zhengming head-on, "Uncle Han, you come out to exercise early in the morning."

"Morning Boss Su, it's good to get up in the morning and exercise." Han Zhengming's clothes were cold, and his head was sweating. When talking to Su Ruoyan, he wiped his sweat with a soft towel, "Little boss, a while I don't see you, I gained a lot of weight."

The New Year is approaching, and there are a lot of greetings and gifts. Han Zhengming went down the mountain for a while, and he just went up the mountain yesterday. He hasn't seen Su Ruoyan for a while. At first glance, he found that the originally skinny young man suddenly became rounder, white and fat, very cute It is festive, and it is the kind of good-looking children that the elderly like. "It's good, it's good, a fat body is strong, it looks blessed and good-looking."

The corners of Su Ruoyan's mouth twitched, he didn't need to repeat the fact that he was like dough.I don't want to eat the apple in my hand anymore, "It's too cold this morning, and the mountain is still humid. Uncle Han, don't go out to exercise early in the morning, it's not good for your health."

Han Zhengming waved to Su Ruoyan, "Boss, do you live in Taolin Village?"

"What's the matter?" Su Ruoyan didn't know. Is morning exercise and his life on the mountain important?

Han Zhengming whispered, "There is fairy fog in the morning."

"Pfft, cough, cough..." Su Ruoyan choked on his own saliva, "What?"

Han Zhengming said seriously: "I won't lie to you, the closer you are to the West Mountain, the more places there are, and the more water there is. Your home has the most orchards!"

The fog is heavy in places with a lot of water vapor. According to natural geography and other factors, autumn, winter and early spring are the seasons when the old city is prone to fog. The water vapor on the mountains is heavy, and sometimes the fog is thick. It will not completely dissipate until ninety o'clock. Su Ruoyan was used to it, not surprised.

"I know there is a lot of fog now, but it's different in the village. That kind of fog floats on the body and is enveloped by it. I feel refreshed, comfortable and comfortable. How can I describe it?" □□Ming frowned and thought How to describe it to Su Ruoyan, "It's like a glass of clear water in the desert, iced watermelon in the dog days, and mutton hot pot in the three or nine days. Standing in the mist, I feel that my old and old body is filled, and the barren land is suddenly filled with water. Energy. The time is not very long, that is, when the fog rises at four o'clock in the morning, and the fog with that feeling does not last for a long time, only about [-] minutes."

Han Zhengming also discovered it by accident, and benefited a lot from it once or twice, and insisted on going up the mountain after the Chinese New Year was coming, after finishing things, because of this fairy spirit.I feel that after inhaling this way a few times, my chronic diseases have improved a lot, my blood pressure has stabilized, and my back pain is not so serious.Even when he got angry recently, there was a scorching bubble at the corner of his mouth and healed up after inhaling the fairy mist again, Han Zhengming also attributed it to this.

□□Ming Ming said it was a godsend, just like advocating a heresy, which made Su Ruoyan's heart shudder.When he arrived in Taoyuan and saw the third grandfather who was strolling here early in the morning, Su Ruoyan felt that he was going to join the religion after being told by him again.

"When people get old and sleep less, they come out for a walk when they can't sleep. When they wandered to the river, they felt that there was something wrong with the fog there. They walked along the river and felt that they came here. Xiaoyan, you don't know if you wake up early. The gully in the peach garden The spring in the gully, the river in the distance, and the fish pond next to the mountain. The fairy mist is the thickest, and the best is the spring here. The big lake in the village is the least, and you can hardly feel it. .”

Su Ruoyan's heart tightened, "Third Grandfather, it must be your psychological effect, how could it be possible for Xianwu or something."

The third grandfather said with certainty, "You can wake up tomorrow morning and have a look, how could I lie to you."

Su Ruoyan was suspicious, but also had a vague guess. It couldn't be that the spiritual spring in the water turned into water mist for some reason, and that's why the fairy mist that the third grandfather and the others called it.

It's almost eight o'clock now, and he hasn't followed up on the picking of vegetables in the hotel for a while, so he got up early to come over to take a look, but because he heard about Xianwu, he was a little out of his mind when doing things that day.

I made an agreement with the third grandfather that when he wakes up tomorrow, he will come and call him. He wants to see and feel for himself what that fairy fog is.

The next day, Su Ruoyan was woken up by the piercing sound of the alarm clock. If he hadn't been thinking about something in his heart, he wouldn't have opened his eyelids at all.

It was very cold in the morning, when I came out of the house fully dressed, I saw the light of the flashlight flickering in the distance, and it was the third grandpa coming.

"The battery is not enough, the light of the flashlight flickers." The third grandfather flicked the flashlight twice, and the light flickered even more.

Su Ruoyan was fully armed, including gloves, a hat, and a scarf. He had a strong inner fire and was not afraid of the cold, but he still felt very cold when he got up early in the morning.

He took out his mobile phone and adjusted it to the flashlight function, "Third Grandpa, use mine."

"It's better to have a mobile phone, I should get rid of this crap."

Normally, Su Ruoyan would have joked about Third Grandpa's words, but now that he was cold and sleepy, he didn't have any thoughts at all, so he yawned, and just wanted to see Xianwu quickly and come back to sleep.

They went directly to Taoyuan, and now the orchard is very depressed, not to mention the fruit, there is not even a leaf. At this time, no one who is not good-looking will come to steal things, so there are no forest guards in the orchard.The third grandfather walked like flying, walking beside Su Ruoyan who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, he looked more like a young man.

When he arrived at the spring, Han Zhengming looked as if he had just arrived here, and waved his hand to say hello. The third grandfather also nodded, and there was no verbal communication with each other.

They have solemn expressions, staring at the spring and the slow-moving stream, with a very devout posture.

Su Ruoyan opened his mouth to speak, but was also shocked by this scene, shut his mouth and stood aside.

Then, he saw that the fog visible to the naked eye gradually condensed on the surface of the water, and the condensed fog became more and more, and the fog in all directions slowly formed a large net like a veil, covering Taoyuan and the entire Taolin Village, as if from the bottom of his feet. The rising fairy mist is like falling into a fairyland in it.

It's just that this fairyland is pitch black and quiet. Even the chickens, ducks, dogs and cats in the village suppressed their voices.

Su Ruoyan keenly caught a trace of something particularly comfortable in the air. With the breath slowly entering the body, the body became lighter, and the original heavy sleepiness disappeared. Liquid, clear and refreshing.

The third grandpa and Han Zhengming beside him showed expressions of enjoyment.

Su Ruoyan swallowed her saliva awkwardly, oh my god, this is the mist state of Lingquan.