Doomsday chasing wife

The bamboos in the bamboo forest absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and grow extremely luxuriantly. A thick bamboo is as thick as a thigh, and a thinner one is as thick as an arm.The newly grown small bamboos are thin, and there are tender bamboo shoots.

After chopping for a while, Xie Yao felt tired and sweated profusely. At dusk, the sun was setting and the breeze was blowing on his face. He wiped his sweat with a paper towel, and handed one to Gu Minglou next to him.

Gu Minglou wiped his sweat with the back of his hand: "I don't need it."

Xie Yao watched him take off his coat to reveal his solid back, smooth waistline, and slender legs, all of which made Xie Yao blush.

He took a sip of mineral water and felt that it was not as good as the lake water. He poured the water by the lake and filled a pot of water with the mineral water bottle. He felt refreshed after taking a sip of it, so he took it to Gu Minglou .

Gu Minglou happened to be thirsty too, so he took a sip of the drink, and he felt less tired in an instant, and there was a steady stream of strength in his body surging from his dantian.

According to Gu Minglou's instructions, Xie Yao split some bamboo stems into split bamboos, and sawed grooves at one end for laying bamboo tiles. This work is easier than chopping bamboo.

Xie Yao drank the water from Linghu Lake, so Xie Yao worked as if he had an invisible sharp blade in his hand, and the knife in his hand was like a medium, chopping bamboo like cutting tofu.

At the beginning, he couldn't grasp the strength and cracked a lot, but gradually he got used to it, and the crackling became faster and faster.

Later, Gu Minglou discovered that his speed of chopping bamboo could not keep up with Xie Yao's speed of chopping bamboo...

Xie Yao stopped the kitchen knife in his hand, "Brother, hurry up, you will die if you slow down."

Gu Minglou looked back at him with raised eyebrows and smiled coldly: "Enough, too much."

Xie Yao turned his head and found that the bamboo tiles he had unknowingly piled up formed a hill, and the bamboo skins, leaves and powder fell under his feet and buried his calves: "Why are there so many... What are you going to do next?"

Gu Minglou instructed Xie Yao to carry the bamboo tiles to an open space by the lake where they built the house, and he himself split the thick bamboo and moved it to build the skeleton of the house.

After Xie Yao finished moving the bamboo tiles, he helped Gu Minglou measure the skeleton of the bamboo house.

Gu Minglou used the measuring tape he snatched from the supermarket to measure the ground and marked it with pebbles, then asked Xie Yao to measure the length of the bamboo pole with the measuring tape at the other end, and cut off the excess with a machete.

Xie Yao leaned over curiously to watch Gu Minglou carve grooves on both ends of the bamboo pole: "Brother Gu can still make tenons and tenons?"

Gu Minglou nodded, found another piece of bamboo and began to carve out tenons that matched the grooves: "Yes, I learned it."

In the concave-convex connection of two wooden components, the protruding part is called tenon; the concave part is called tenon or mortise, tenon and groove. This is the main structure of ancient Chinese architecture, furniture and wooden instruments.

Of course Gu Minglou would not expose himself like Zhang Xieyao, a little idiot, and added: "This is very common."

Xie Yao obviously didn't care at all why Gu Minglou built bamboo houses in such a way in the original world, he only cared about Gu Ge being so talented and beautiful, what a good daughter-in-law.

Gu Minglou glanced at the obsessed Xie Yao, and raised his hand to rub the boy's soft hair in his heart: "Go cook the fish, there is a pot, and it is with the seasoning. I have fish soup today, can I cook it?"

Xie Yaoxin said that apart from medical skills, I am the best at cooking. As long as I have equipment and potatoes, I can carry potatoes for [-] days without heavy samples. He patted his chest: "Yes, don't worry about my cooking skills."

Gu Minglou laughed and continued to work without saying a word.

Xie Yao came back from catching the fish and looked through it, and he found the pots and pans. He, Brother Gu, is indeed good at looting and looting. He secretly planned Gu Minglou in his heart and began to scrape the scales of the fish with a knife, and cut the belly of the fish open: "Don't be afraid. It doesn’t hurt, it’s gone as soon as you open and close your eyes.”

Hearing this, he frowned and twitched: Is the child still superseding the fish?

His cold brows were unconsciously stained with a smile, and suddenly he remembered that Xie Yao in his previous life always held his hand to others, and he was never so innocent. If Xie Yao had such a free and easy personality at that time, he would Do you like him?

Gu Minglou's heart softened when he thought about it, but he felt more and more determined that Xie Yao must not let Xie Yao know that he was the Gu Wei who killed him, otherwise the two of them would be finished.

Thinking of this, Gu Minglou frowned deeply, and accidentally cracked a thigh-thick bamboo with heavy hands. He recovered from the sound of the bamboo cracking, and a thick cloud of sadness rose in his heart. After all, it's hard to get over it, how long can I keep it from him?

He turned his head and glanced at the young man who was humming a song and started cooking fish on fire. Xie Yao bowed, his waistline leaking out of his clothes. Gu Minglou walked over and took a piece of clothes to cover him.

Xie Yao turned around in surprise and smiled sweetly from him: "Brother? I'm not cold."

Gu Minglou rubbed his head, "The waist is exposed."

"It's okay..." Xie Yao patted the bamboo powder on his head: "You rub the ashes on my head!"

Gu Minglou chuckled and pinched his cheek, and said in a low voice, "I'll take you to take a bath later."

Xie Yao's ears were itchy from being scratched by his deep and sweet voice, and before he could get over his blushing, he watched Gu Minglou climb up the bamboo ladder he made himself and started laying bamboo tiles on the frame of the bamboo house that he had built.

"Be careful."

Gu Minglou glanced down at Xie Yao at his feet: "I hope that the tiles will be laid in the evening, and I will go in first to live in it, and I will partition tomorrow."

Xie Yao rubbed his chin and looked to the side: "Where is the next room... Can't we just live in the same room?"

Gu Minglou: "We live in one room, how about a smaller one?"