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It had been a whole day since Song Li woke up for the first time, but he hadn't walked out of the bedroom door yet. However, according to the layout of the bedroom, it can be inferred that the family should be relatively wealthy.

After all, the floor on the ground is not a soil floor, but a layer of stone slabs, and even the windows of the house are covered with screens. According to the clothes he is wearing and the temperature he perceives, he knows that it should be summer now, so the windows will be covered with airtight thick The window paper was replaced with a breathable green window screen.

Even the wash basin filled with water is a copper-plated basin, and can afford porcelain, and the clothes he wears are also very soft cloth.

Song Li was quite relieved, at least he didn't attach himself to a house with nothing but four walls. Although his current body was a man's "wife", it was better than having nothing to eat and no clothes to wear.

Dong Wu seemed to have noticed that Song Li disliked the fishy smell on his body. When he entered this bedroom again, he had already changed into a suit of clothes. After changing his clothes, he approached Song Li, and he no longer had that fishy smell on his body.

Song Li still felt quite embarrassed because he asked Dong Wu to carry the chamber pot for him just now, so his cheeks flushed a little because he was usually not thick-skinned, and he sat on the bed and asked Dong Wu, "Is there something wrong?"

Although Dong Wu promised Song Li not to force him, he could see that he had worked so hard to marry such a woman to satisfy him, and he would definitely not force him because of Song Li's death-defying resistance and the fact that he was not allowed to force him Just giving up on him, Song Li saw that Dong Wu wanted to adopt a soft policy, and probably wanted to touch him with tenderness, and then let him obediently be the "lady" in his house.

Therefore, regarding Dong Wu's attentiveness and gentleness, he was not very moved while watching.

Dong Wu took out a large square box made of reed bamboo, and said, "You feel bitter when you drink the medicine, and the doctor said that you can't eat too much dried apricots. I asked someone to bring a pack of bees from the Jiming brand to the county town." When you come back, put the sugar cake in this drawer, take it when you want to eat, but don’t eat too much at once, or you won’t be able to eat.”

As Dong Wu said, he had already put things into the drawers of the low cabinet next to the closet. Song Li looked at it, and was quite interested in the weaving, because it could be seen that the weaving was extremely fine, although he was not particularly Wanting to accept Dong Wu's love, but still wanting to see that thing, he hesitated for a while and asked, "You...that...bring me the thing to take a look at!"

Song Li is studying interior design, and he is very interested in decorative gadgets, so he has no resistance to that item.

Dong Wu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled in his heart. His little lady's pale face was a little flushed at this time, and there was hope in her dark eyes. Her face was more beautiful than the previous few days. a lot of.

Dong Wu thought that Song Li really was still young, so he liked eating sweets so much.

With sweetness in his heart, he took out two cakes and handed them to Song Li, saying, "Dinner will be served in a while. This cake doesn't look like much, but my stomach is very full, so I can't eat more."

This is the first time Song Li saw the bee sugar cake here, and it looked like a small cube in vain, but Song Li didn't want to eat it, so he frowned directly and refused to accept Dong Wu's handing over Pastry, said, "Show me everything."

In Dong Wu's ears, Song Li's soft, juvenile voice automatically took it as his little lady acting like a spoiled child.

But Dong Wu felt that he should not get used to him too much. He wanted to say that he could not eat too much, but Song Li had already got out of bed by himself. He had been in a coma for the past few days. What did he eat, so he felt dizzy when he got out of bed, and if Dong Wu hadn't supported him quickly, he would have fallen down.

Dong Wu asked him to sit on the bed, but had no choice but to bring all the cakes to Song Li.

Song Li looked at the finely woven reed strips, the white ones were still shining brightly, he stretched out his hand to take them into his hands, Dong Wu saw that his little lady didn't eat the cakes inside, just holding the reed strips to look at them. , Feeling very strange, he asked, "What's so interesting about this, haven't you seen it before? If you like things made of reed bamboo, I'll make dragonflies and grasshoppers for you to play with some other day."

Song Li ignored Dong Wu's words and asked, "Does this box of bee sugar cakes cost money?"

Dong Wudao, "This box can't be eaten, how can he collect the money?"

Song Li said, "This cake is finished, can this box be used to put other things." Song Li thought, it can be used to make a flower basket, filled with daisies, and placed on the dining table, just right.

But Dong Wu couldn't understand this, and said, "This thing won't last long, and it will become brittle and broken after a while. It needs to be packed and made of bamboo strips."

Song Li thought to himself that this is the case.But I can’t help but feel that the reed bamboo box is finely woven, and the ancient people lived a leisurely life, and they are willing to pay attention to these things in the details of life.Many craftsmanship are superb.

Song Li tasted a piece of cake, the skin was slightly crispy, but the inside was glutinous. The raw material was probably glutinous rice. It was sweet and had a faint fragrance. It tasted really good. Compared with the slightly sour dried apricot that I ate at noon, I don’t know. Where did it go.

Song Li ate, handed the cake box to Dong Wu, and said, "Don't you want some?"

When Dong Wu heard Song Li let him eat cakes, his heart became sweeter, and a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "I don't want to eat these."

This kind of cake really looks small, but when you eat it, it is sticky and sticky to your teeth. You have to chew it for a long time. After Song Li ate two pieces, he gave up and asked Dong Wu to put it back. This cake is delicious, thank you."

Dong Wu seemed a little overwhelmed, he took the cake box for a moment before putting it in the drawer, then he seemed a little embarrassed, and said, "I am your husband, these are all as they should be, thank you."

Song Li was embarrassed again because of the word "husband".

Dinner was eaten in the bedroom. Dong Wu brought the small square table to Song Li's bed, then set out the dishes, and brought Song Li a bowl of white rice for him, and a small plate of pickles and dried radishes on the small table. Two salted duck eggs, a plate of fried lentils, a plate of fried melons, and a bowl of fresh fish soup.

Although Song Li didn't eat much for a few days, he didn't feel hungry. Dong Wu handed him the rice bowl and chopsticks. Something different from Song Li, the rice in a big pottery bowl was not as white as Song Li, and it seemed to be sweet potato rice.

Song Li held the fine porcelain bowl in his hand, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Song Li used to have a big family business, but he was not the child of his father's wife, he was born of a mistress, and later his father brought him home to meet his grandparents, maybe he was more pleasant-looking I like it, and she is very well-behaved and polite, so his grandfather let him recognize his ancestors.

So he was not a young master who didn't know the sufferings of the world since he was a child, and he also suffered when living with his mother.He knew that in ancient times, it was only the rich who could eat free rice, and the poor could eat rice with mixed grains such as sorghum, corn, and sweet potatoes.

Song Li felt uncomfortable when he ate polished rice and Dong Wu ate miscellaneous grains.

Dong Wu saw that it took Song Li a long time to eat a few mouthfuls of rice without any food, so he asked, "Is it not delicious?"

Looking at Song Li's tender white hands, without any traces of wind and sun on his face, one can tell that he used to be the young master of a wealthy family. Even if the family was defeated overnight, at his house now, he probably eats delicacies from mountains and seas all the time. I can't adjust my appetite.

Dong Wu shook his head, and put another mouthful of rice into his mouth. Seeing him counting the rice grains, Dong Wu couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Have some soup."

He scooped the fish soup into his bowl, and then said, "This duck egg is freshly marinated, not salty, and delicious."

Song Li said "Oh", and saw that Dong Wu had already cracked the head of the duck egg, peeled off a little bit, and took out the duck egg inside with chopsticks. As soon as the chopsticks were poked down, oil like red sand came out of it. Dong Wu Put the duck eggs into Song Li's bowl, and said, "Let's eat it together, it tastes good."

Song Li felt like a child being served by his parents. He ate the rice in the bowl in a daze. The fish soup was cooked with some kind of fish. It was milky white and very fresh, and salted duck eggs were added. It turned red, and the taste was very good. Song Li had no appetite when he ate it, but at this moment he felt that the food was delicious.

Dong Wu picked up another chopstick and fried lentils for him, and said, "Grandma Li's fried lentils are pretty good."

Song Li put the fried lentils into his mouth, and they were indeed delicious, crispy and tender. Seeing that Dong Wu didn't eat duck eggs and fish soup, he felt strange, "Don't you?"

Dong Wu looked at him, "I'm eating."

Song Li pointed to the duck eggs and fish soup, Dong Wu said with a smile, "This is for you."

Song Li was surprised, "My bowl is enough, you can eat the rest!"

"Then save it for you tomorrow morning." Dong Wu said.

Song Li paused with the chopsticks in his hand, thinking what was the matter with him coming to his house like this. After all, he was a 24-year-old man who earned money with his own hands, and now he was being served to such an extent.

Song Li put down the bowl, turned his head aside, and said, "Don't treat me like this, I won't eat if you don't eat."

Dong Wu was startled, and handed the bowl to Song Li, "Eat quickly, or the food will be cold."

Song Li pushed his hand away and turned his head away from Dong Wu.

Song Li's hand felt tender, and when he pushed Dong Wu's hand away like that, Dong Wu felt as if his heart had been touched by him. Seeing that Song Li was unmoved, he had no choice but to say, "I put the egg I ate it, but this fish is a small lizard that is not easy to catch in the river, so I will give you some strength, if I ate it, it would be a waste of chewing peony."

Song Li frowned. He originally thought that Dong Wu would use tenderness to attack, and he would be able to hold on, but he didn't expect that this was the first day, and he failed miserably.

Song Li hasn't tasted this kind of warmth for many years. Since his mother passed away, no one has really treated him well. He thought that his heart had long been cold and could resist everything, but now he understands that his heart It was indeed cold, so with a little warmth, he had no choice but to melt the icy shell in a desperate attempt.