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A few days after the apricots were sold, the weather began to change. A few days ago, the sun was shining brightly, and the weather was slightly hot. As the weather changed, it became colder again.

Dong Wu went to the county town to send some sweet and sour apricots to his uncle's house, as well as a few fish. When he came back, he brought a large piece of cloth, and bought Song Li's favorite Poria tooth powder, as well as a gift for Song Li. Jianzi, who was taking a bath, also bought him a newly published bound volume of poems and prose by Layman Mingyuan, and bought him a catty of honey cake that he likes to eat.

The cloth was very soft and comfortable to the touch, and the light green color was like the blue waves reflecting the lotus leaves. Even Song Li, who was not very beautiful, looked at the cloth and praised it happily, "This cloth is so good!"

Seeing that he liked it, Dong Wu naturally felt sweet in his heart, and asked the handy Chunying to cut clothes for Song Li.

Granny Li frowned when she looked at the cloth, and said, "How much does it cost! I do things at home every day, so I don't need such good cloth to make clothes."

Song Li could only smile innocently, and even Dong Wu couldn't help but feel that she was nagging, and replied, "Uncle brought it back from doing business in Yunzhou City, and my aunt asked me to bring a horse back for Song Li to cook. Clothes are what she wants."

Granny Li stopped talking now, and Chunying also liked the cloth very much, so she was going to measure Song Li and make clothes.

Song Li looked up at Dong Wu, Dong Wu smiled at him and said, "Go and measure it!"

Song Li had no scruples when asking Chunying to measure her body in the bedroom. Although everyone kept calling him a little lady and saying that she was Dong Wu's daughter-in-law, he never realized that he needed to pretend to be a woman, so when Chunying measured her When he touched his shoulders and measured his bust, he didn't feel anything wrong at all. On the contrary, Chunying took the measurement once and then measured it again suspiciously, then stared at Song Li's chest several times curiously.

Song Li noticed her strangeness and asked, "Sister Chunying, what's the problem?"

Chunying looked at him now, blushed slightly, smiled, and whispered, "You are still a child, why haven't you grown up at all, what will you do when you have a baby?"

As soon as she said it, Song Li realized the problem, and immediately became embarrassed. He is a man, how could he grow breasts, but he couldn't respond to Chunying's words, so he only aimed at Chunying's chest, and found that she actually had breasts. Very plump.

Song Li was surprised that he only now found out that Chunying is actually a very plump and sexy woman. He and Chunying have been together for nearly a month, and now he realizes that the sister beside him has a lot of capital.

Chunying noticed that Song Li was looking at her chest, her face turned even redder, and she gave Song Li a coquettish look, covered her chest, and said, "Look at what you're doing here, don't be ashamed."

Song Li turned away embarrassed by what she said, and Chunying thought he had been hit, so she immediately comforted him, "Don't worry about it, you are still young, I heard that eating more pig's feet will hurt you." It’s easy to grow well. My husband-in-law bought pig feet for me to eat before. Wu Lang loves you so much, let him buy them for you to eat! It will grow well in a few years, and you will still think it’s too big and inconvenient ..."

Song Li didn't expect Chunying to talk to him about this kind of thing, she listened silently at first, then she couldn't hold back any longer, and burst out laughing, Chunying felt even more ashamed when she saw him laughing at herself Hong raised his hand to hit him, and said coquettishly, "You little hoof, you're making fun of me, don't ask me to tell you these things in the future."

Song Li couldn't stand her beating like this, so she stopped laughing and said, "Sister Chunying, I don't laugh anymore, stop beating soon, I really don't laugh anymore."

Chunying snorted at him, and with a flushed face, she took the tape measure and began to measure his waist again, and asked Song Li to hold the end of the measure against the top of his head, and let her measure his height.

Chunying blushed and made a very serious expression, pointed to his chest, and said, "Except for a little bit of growth here, everything else is pretty good."

Dong Wu opened the curtain and entered the room. Chunying was talking to Song Li about what style the clothes should be made into. Song Li was very good at drawing drawings before. Chunying used her thrush's charcoal pencil to draw random patterns on the old paper. , Song Li took her pen and corrected it.

Seeing Dong Wu come in, Chunying smiled and said, "I'll make a set of clothes for Song Li and there will be some cloth left over. I don't know when you will have a baby doll. You can save it to make a set of doll clothes."

Her words made Dong Wu smile, while Song Li lowered his head and looked at the blueprint in embarrassment.

Then Dong Wu spoke and said, "Song Li is still young, so we have to wait a little longer! Can the leftover cloth be used to make a small waistcoat? If so, Miss Chunying, I will keep it for you to make a waistcoat!"

Chunying hurriedly said, "For such a fine cloth, forget it, I can't accept it."

After Song Li's persuasion, she agreed.

Song Li's clothes used to be bought in clothing stores, and they were considered relatively good, but everyone thought that those made by good tailors were of higher quality, so Dong Wu took the cloth back and asked Chunying to help make it.

The next morning, Song Li woke up and heard the sound of raindrops hitting the roof.

——Ding ding dong dong...

That sound is like an exceptionally beautiful musical sound, a sonata of nature, which makes the listener feel soft and peaceful in his heart unconsciously.

Because the weather was colder, Dong Wu had already replaced Song Ligai's thin quilt with a thicker cotton quilt. Song Li rolled over on the bed wrapped in the quilt. The warm bed made him not want to leave.

Dong Wu must have woken up very early. Song Li’s bed was all for him to roll around a few times at will. The bed curtain was put down, and the slightly dim light outside could be seen through the bed curtain. Everything in the room Clean and tidy, well-organized, exuding the warmth and warmth of home.

Through the green window screen, it seems to be able to see the rainwater falling from the eaves outside, and strings of crystal clear water fall down.

The room was filled with the scent of gardenias, because a pot of flowers was too fragrant, so Song Li just put two in a small cup and put them on the bedroom table, the fragrance of the flowers was just right.

Song Li was just enjoying the rainy morning when the door curtain was lifted, Dong Wu came into the room, went to the bed and lifted the bed curtain to see if Song Li woke up or kicked the quilt again.

Unexpectedly, when he opened the bed curtain, he would meet Song Li with big eyes. His hair was slightly disheveled, draped over his shoulders behind him, hanging on his chest, and some were curled up to brush his cheeks; his obscene clothes were also slightly messy, with the neckline slightly open The beautiful clavicle is exposed, which only makes people want to reach out to touch the beautiful width; the face is still flushed with a layer of pink, the eyes are black and bright like stars, and the slightly upturned corners of the eyes contain amorous feelings and give people a very soft feeling. It doesn't matter if he doesn't like it.

If Song Li hadn't woken up yet, he could still sneak a scent on his face, but Song Li had already woken up, so he could only smile and say, "Are you awake, breakfast is ready, get up and eat! Eat fresh meat buns this morning."

Song Li looked at the dark sky outside, and sat up wrapped in a quilt. Although he was in good spirits, his body was still a little soft, and his voice was soft, "Isn't it still early? It's not even bright yet."

Dong Wu handed Song Li's clothes to him on the bed, watched him put them on like a small animal with doting eyes, and said, "You think it's still early, it's not bright yet. Because it's raining."

"Oh." Song Li said, put on his clothes and got out of bed, only combed his hair, before he had time to wash up, he ran out of the main room door to watch the rain outside.

It was Dong Wu who called him behind him, saying, "Don't run into the rain and get wet, try this clothes to see if it's cold, if it's cold, you have to add another one."

The eaves in front of the house are very wide, about 1.5 meters. The place under the eaves is about [-] centimeters higher than the courtyard dam outside. It is covered with thicker stone slabs. Raindrops fall from the eaves and splash on the blue stone slabs below. Water splashed drop by drop, everything in the yard outside was hazy under a layer of rain, and the peach trees looked green and green in the rain, and the water in the tank by the well splashed with big splashes, and immediately burst again up.

The whole world is playing a Divine Comedy, which is a piece that can make people integrate with this peaceful and beautiful world.

Song Li stood there, stretching out his hand to catch the water dripping from the eaves, his palm felt itchy and cool from being hit by the water, he was completely intoxicated, and felt extremely lucky that he was able to see this beautiful scenery.

Dong Wu went out to see that he was still standing by the eaves, so he pulled him in, wiped his wet hands with a handkerchief, and said, "It's so big that I still play in the rain. Is it cold? Is it cold? Add clothes."

Song Li quickly shook his head, smiled like a fool at Dong Wu, and said, "It's not cold. How can it be cold if you wear so many clothes?"

Dong Wu was obsessed with his smile, full of tenderness, this man was the best gift God gave him.He hugged Song Li from behind, took him into the kitchen, washed up first, and then had breakfast.

The buns Dong Wu said are a bit like dumplings, but the skin is rolled thinner than the dumplings, and it is cut into small square pieces with a knife, and then the skin is used to wrap the stuffing inside. It is the meat that Dong Wu got up in the morning and chopped. Stuffing, added some pickles, and then there are green onions, ginger and coriander, the taste is very good.

Song Li kept praising after eating, "It's delicious."

Dong Wu said with a smile, "In the future, when it rains and I have free time, I will make it for you to eat."

That day, Granny Li didn't come over. Dong Wu was sitting in the main room using bamboo to make a bamboo chair. Song Li was sitting beside him with the unfinished Analects of Confucius. He had to marvel at Dong Wu's craftsmanship, so he asked curiously. He said, "Is there anything else you can't do? Even the chairs are made by yourself."

Dong Wu looked at him with a smile on his face, but didn't answer him, and was still concentrating on making the bamboo chair.

There was a smell of rain in the air, and the two of them staying in the room quietly like this was a wonderful feeling that could not be expressed in words.

When it was noon, Dong Wu got up, took the bamboo hat and went outside to pick vegetables in the vegetable field, and came back, and said to Song Li, "I'll make rice noodles for you to eat."

Song Li quickly responded, "Okay, okay!"

It's good for someone to cook for him to eat. On such a rainy day, he just wants to curl up lazily in bed and watch TV, but there is no TV to watch here, so it's also good to sit and watch Dong Wu cook.