The little sweetheart of the rough family

"You said just now that you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Zhao Hou is full of doubts, what can he learn from him?Learn to hunt?He glanced at Cheng Yanping's thin and thin body.

Under his scrutinizing gaze, Cheng Yanping put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked back.The candlelight was flickering, half of the man's face was in the light, and the other half was hidden in the shadows, outlining his resolute jaw line.

"Learn how to live from you!"

If it wasn't for the seriousness of what he said, Zhao Hou would have thought he was joking about him.The man's face is small and delicate, and his pair of translucent and clear eyes are particularly attractive. There is a sincere look in his eyes, which makes people unable to refuse.

This was the first time Cheng Yanping looked at Zhao Hou seriously.The man's eyebrows are black and thick, his nose is straight, and his complexion is a healthy wheat color. He has a different temperament from those noble men in the capital.

"As you can see, I don't know anything, even such trivial things as making a fire. The mayor said that you are the best hunter in Longmen Town, and you can also cook. You know so many things. I want to learn from you, can I?"

The man seemed a little nervous, and the tip of his pink tongue anxiously licked his red and plump lips. There was some oil on his lips, which shone brightly under the dim yellow light.

Zhao Hou lowered his eyes, picked up the chopsticks on the table and twirled them between his fingers.

"I see you can read, why not..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Cheng Yanping, "I don't like the officialdom..." He found an excuse to prevaricate it, but he felt a little uneasy because of the deception. The chopsticks poked the rice in the bowl again and again, and the delicious meal just now lost its taste.

Zhao Hou saw his abnormality, and the sadness and disappointment that flashed in his eyes when he lowered his eyes.

"But these things can't be learned in a day or two, can you persevere?"

Cheng Yanping raised his head and smiled sweetly at him, the light in his eyes lit up again, and he nodded heavily.

"Ah."

Zhao Hou also let out a "hmm".

The two of them were speechless for a while, and the room fell into silence.There was the sound of insects chirping outside, and occasionally a few dogs barking.

After a long time, Zhao Hou touched the tip of his nose and coughed twice.

"Have you finished eating? I'll close the table and wash the dishes after eating."

Cheng Yanping quickly lowered his head and picked up the food in the bowl, his mouth was full, "Master, you go and rest first, just leave these trivial matters to me."

"Can you really?"

For Cheng Yanping, a life rookie who doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between five grains, Zhao Hou naturally doesn't believe it.

Unable to hold back, Cheng Yanping nodded confidently, and he got up and went to the yard to enjoy the shade.

Zhao Hou just left the main room and before he could sit down, he heard Cheng Yanping's voice behind him.

"Master, where do you wash the dishes?"

"What do you use to wash the dishes, master?"

"Master, why is this bowl so slippery..."

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp "ah" sounded into Zhao Hou's ears together with a crisp sound. Zhao Hou felt a little remorseful, he should not have trusted this little scholar if he had known earlier.

He strode over, and as soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Cheng Yanping's face was flushed, and the wet water was raised in the air helplessly.

"Master, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..."

Cheng Yanping didn't dare to look at Zhao Hou's gaze, he usually looked serious, but now that he dropped the bowl, he didn't dare to look at him.

Zhao Hou took the broom placed in the corner and cleaned up the broken porcelain, then rolled up his sleeves and took over Cheng Yanping's job of washing the dishes.

Cheng Yanping was eager to learn, and his eyes were fixed on the movements of his hands, for fear of missing any details.

Zhao Hou skillfully washed the dishes, rinsed them again with water, dried them with a clean rag, stacked them neatly and put them in the cupboard.

Cheng Yanping was a little surprised at the man's smooth and smooth movements, and everything was done in just a moment, and he looked at Zhao Hou with bright eyes.

"Master, you are amazing."

Zhao Hou was burned in the face by his praise, this is just the instinct of life that everyone knows, is it worthy of praise?Fortunately, the lights were dim at night and his complexion was darker, so even if he blushed, he couldn't see it.He coughed twice in embarrassment, "You've been tired all day too, go to sleep."

"what?"

Cheng Yanping exclaimed, the layout of Zhao Hou's house is the same as his house, both are two tile-roofed houses, the one who had dinner just now was the main room, so there is only one room and one bed.

Could it be?Are the two of you going to share the same bed tonight?

Just when Cheng Yanping was feeling nervous, Zhao Hou had already walked to the well. He took off his clothes and began to scrub his body.

The dim light in the room came out, only illuminating a small area.

Cheng Yanping could only vaguely see the man's strong and broad back and two long legs. The man was not afraid of the cold, and just poured water on his body. He only took one look, as if his eyes were burned by something. Seemingly, he suddenly withdrew his gaze and hid in the kitchen.

Slow down, the sound of water stopped.

"You don't wash?"

Cheng Yanping's heart was pounding, he was startled by Zhao Hou's question, and hurriedly replied: "Wash!"

Zhao Hou didn't know, so he looked suspiciously in the direction of the kitchen, and went straight back to the room.

After confirming that Zhao Hou would not come out again, Cheng Yanping came out of the kitchen. On the shelf next to the well was the towel that Zhao Hou used. Go ask Zhao Hou, just use it.

The well water was very cold, Cheng Yanping didn't dare to be like Zhao Hou, so he just poured some water into the wooden basin, and then wiped his body with a towel.

After scrubbing, he dawdled for a long time before returning to the room.

Zhao Hou's room was very empty, only a bed, a wooden cabinet, and two cages, nothing else.It's the same as his yard, which doesn't even have a single tree, let alone flowers and plants.

Cheng Yanping glanced at Zhao Hou who was lying on the bed. He was only wearing obscene trousers, his upper body was strong and strong, and there were some wet drops of water on his tight muscles, shining dazzlingly under the candlelight.

He stood by the door and hesitated for a long time.

"I...where do I sleep?"

Hearing his voice, Zhao Hou sat up again and patted the place beside him.

"Sleep here!"

He answered it as a matter of course, with the same expression, but it gave Cheng Yanping the illusion that he was looking at the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. He walked to the bed sideways, lay down next to the side of the bed, and shrunk himself into a A small dollop.

But the heavy breathing of the man behind him, as well as the heat emanating from his body all the time, made him flustered for a while.

Hu Hu's arm was firmly grasped by the man, and he yelled, "What are you doing?" He was so excited that he almost fell off the bed, but fortunately Zhao Hou pulled him back.

"I just want to remind you that the bed is big enough, you should sleep a little bit on the inside, otherwise it's easy to fall."

Zhao Hou felt that this neighbor not only likes to bark, but also likes to be surprised.

He lay down with his arms folded, and soon there was the sound of even breathing.

This night seemed to be extraordinarily long, Cheng Yanping slept extremely unsteadily, woke up with the slightest movement, and did not close his eyes from exhaustion until dawn.

......

Zhao Hou woke up at dawn.

This was a habit he had developed before he came to Longmen Town. The moment he opened his eyes, he was still a little unconscious, but he only knew that there seemed to be a touch of softness in his palm, and he squeezed it incidentally.

"Um......"

A low, long and lazy sound came from his arms.Then he suddenly remembered that the new neighbor Cheng Yanping stayed at his home last night.He looked down and saw that his hands were on the man's waist, and the man's legs were on his.

Zhao Hou chuckled lightly, and got out of bed cautiously.

After leaving the room, he stretched his waist, first went to the kitchen, scooped rice from the rice jar, and then took out some red beans from the porcelain jar in the corner. These red beans were harvested last year and are best used to make porridge .

Wash the rice and put it into the pot, and put in enough water.

The moment he put the lid on the pot, he thought of something again, opened the cupboard, took out an egg from the porcelain jar, washed it and threw it into the iron pot, and then lit the fire.

Taking advantage of the time between cooking the porridge, he first punched in the yard.

After sweating all over, I felt comfortable all over. I fed the chickens along the way, washed up, and went out.

The morning in the small town is extraordinarily quiet, the veil-like mist has not yet dissipated, the bun sellers on the street have already set up their stalls, and the white heat is steaming upwards. The owner's surname is Qian. But relying on the steamed stuffed bun business, he took root in Longmen Town, not only married a wife but also gave birth to a son, and his small life can be said to be prosperous.

"Zhao Liehu, would you like two steamed buns?"

Zhao Hou shook his head, "Tomorrow."

There is an old pagoda tree in the center of the town, and it is the season when pagoda flowers are in full bloom. He plans to pick some and make pagoda flower egg pancakes for breakfast.

Before I got close, I smelled the strong fragrance of flowers.

He didn't like to bring a basket, so he picked enough Sophora japonica flowers, put them in his arms and went home.

As soon as he entered the gate, Cheng Yanping came out rubbing his eyes. When he saw him, he ran over immediately, "Master, what did you do this early in the morning? Why didn't you wake me up? Say Well, I have to learn from the master..."

He chattered around him like a chirping little sparrow. When he saw the Sophora japonica flowers in his arms, he opened his eyes wide and took a bunch of them to his nose to smell them.

"smell good."

Zhao Hou poured the Sophora japonica flowers in his bosom into a basin and washed them clean, took a large porcelain bowl to put them in, and went to the kitchen.

Cheng Yanping saw that he skillfully poured flour and eggs into a porcelain bowl, added water, and stirred it into a thick paste with chopsticks, "I used to only know that Sophora japonica can be used as medicine, but I never thought that it can be eaten."

Zhao Hou said "Mmm", "Go wash up, and have breakfast later."

Cheng Yanping responded, and obediently went outside to wash up.

Zhao Hou lit a fire, and poured rapeseed oil into the pot when it was hot. When the oil was [-]% hot, he scooped up the batter with an iron spoon and put it into the pot. He watched the bottom side take shape, and turned it over skillfully with a spatula. Baked on both sides to a golden brown, it was served on a porcelain plate beside it.

In just a short while, more than a dozen Sophora japonica egg pancakes were fried.

After Cheng Yanping finished washing, he came in smelling the aroma. Zhao Hou was busy frying the last pancake, and said, "Put two bowls of porridge on the table and let it cool, and you can eat it right away."

Cheng Yanping swallowed while looking at the Sophora japonica egg cake on the plate, and after taking the red bean porridge to the main room, he went to the kitchen to wait for Zhao Hou.

The timing was just right, and the last one came out.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Cheng Yan went to the main room with the plate.

"Master, wash your hands first, and I'll serve it."

Zhao Hou nodded and went to the well to wash his hands. When he returned to the house, he saw Cheng Yanping obediently waiting at the table, but his eyes were fixed on the Sophora japonica egg cake.

"Eat."

The Sophora japonica omelet is baked just right, the edges are slightly burnt, and the flower fragrance has a burnt aroma. It is a perfect match with the sticky red bean porridge.

When Zhao Hou went to fill the second bowl, he scooped up the eggs and put them into the water.

"There is a boiled egg in the basin, you will eat him later."

Cheng Yanping was enjoying the meal, and happily agreed. When he went to the kitchen, he saw only one egg in the bowl. He carefully recalled that there was no egg in Zhao Hou's bowl. He felt strange.

He peeled the egg and cut the egg in half with a kitchen knife.It's just that he's not good at knife skills, he cut it only when he saw it was of average size, but after cutting the knife, he found that it was half big and half small.

He put the smaller half into his bowl.

Zhao Hou was drinking the porridge with his head down, when suddenly something fell into the bowl along the side of his ear, he saw it was half an egg, and couldn't help raising his head to look at Cheng Yanping.

But Cheng Yanping deliberately did not look at him with his head down.

He shook his head and was about to give Cheng Yanping the half egg, but Cheng Yanping was already on guard, protecting the bowl with both arms to prevent him from succeeding.

Zhao Hou really had no choice but to eat by himself.

After eating, he noticed that Cheng Yanping's thin shoulders were trembling.

He was surprised, he was eating well, why did he start crying again?

But before he could ask, the mayor rushed in.

"Xiao Zhao, aren't you busy today? If you're not busy, help Xiao Cheng clean up the new house together. It's pitiful to see Xiao Cheng, so you have the right to do good deeds and help others... ..."