Husband-in-Law: Reborn Peasant Girl Busy Farming

The left and right were also idle, so Tang Luoyu had no choice but to inquire about things in the mountains.

"Do you live here all year round?"

She asked tentatively.

Probably thinking that she didn't mention the matter of leaving again, Dashan raised his head to look at her, his face was scorched red by the scorching flames, and his cheeks were flushed.

"Exactly," he replied, and said in detail, "I grew up in the mountains since I was a child, and the people in Bald Mountain are either hunters or herbs."

Tang Luoyu didn't notice the abnormality yet, and asked again: "How old are you this year?"

The other party told the truth, and she was five or six years older than she had guessed. She was startled and a little stunned.

Although Da Shan is a hunter who weathers the wind and rain, he can tell from his facial features and skin that he is still young. Didn't he think that his actual age is so much older than she guessed?

Why is this?

She felt a little strange, and remembered that he said that there were only hunters and herbalists in the mountains, and said: "I just heard from you that most of the people in the Bald Mountain are hunting and gathering herbs. Could it be that you rarely cultivate food? what to eat?"

Da Shan was stunned for a moment, thinking that Tang Luoyu was worried that he would not be able to support her, so he hurriedly stood up again.

"Although the top and sides of Bald Mountain are barren and unsuitable for farming, the soil at the foot of the mountain is also fertile, and there are people farming. There is rice and wheat, and there is naturally no shortage of flour. Didn't the girl also see porridge just now? Don't worry. , I can afford you, don't worry."

Tang Luoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, seeing that she couldn't find a reason to ask, she had no choice but to echo his words, and then shut up and stopped talking.

Dashan didn't sleep in the house that night, so he was still polite, and went to sleep in another empty room with another quilt alone, and asked Tang Luoyu to close the windows when he went to bed at night, so that mosquitoes, snakes and ants would not take advantage of the gap.

After he left, Tang Luoyu lay down on the bed full of thoughts. The window was closed, and the cold moonlight slipped in through the gap, reflecting a faint light in the room.

Her ankles were still aching, and she couldn't turn over, so she could only lie on her back on the bed, her ears were filled with the sound of insects chirping, and the tip of her nose could only smell the smell of medicinal herbs left in the house.

After an unknown amount of time, her eyelids became heavier and she finally fell into a deep sleep unknowingly.

The next morning, the sun shone on her face through the window, and the chirping of birds outside the window woke her up. She slowly opened her eyes, and just as she straightened her upper body, she heard Dashan knocking on the door.

"Miss Tang, have you cleaned up?"

Tang Luoyu guessed that he was about to come in, so he covered his lower body with the quilt and allowed him to enter.

The wooden door was pushed open, and the figure of Dashan appeared in front of his eyes. He blocked the light outside the house. Today he is still wearing a coarse cloth Tsing Yi, and his hair is neater than yesterday. fixed.

He was holding a porridge bowl in one hand, and a walking stick carved out of white oak in the other. Tang Luoyu was slightly startled.

"Let's eat first." He handed the porridge bowl in front of her, and then placed the crutches beside her bed, "For fear of disturbing you, I chose a beautiful piece of wood for you in another room last night." With this crutch, the injury on your foot is not healed, but you still need to move your muscles and bones on the ground, so as not to block your muscles and bones after the injury heals in the future.”

He watched Tang Luoyu drink the porridge, then rubbed the crutch twice in his palm to wipe off the small wooden thorns on it.

"I have thick skin, and these little thorns can't do anything to me. If you have enough rest, you can use it as a crutch and try to walk around the house." He paused, and then added, "Are you healed, walk around the house Just go, don't go out."

It seemed that he was still worried that she would take the opportunity to escape, Tang Luoyu was a little speechless, but he could only agree with him by nodding.

He took the crutch carved from white oak, the small wooden thorns on it had been cleaned up by the mountain, and it didn't feel rough when pinched in the hand.

Tang Luoyu had no choice but to take over the crutches as he looked at Shang Dashan with eager anticipation, and then moved his bun-wrapped feet off the bed, enduring the dense needle-like pain, and limped on the ground to learn to walk.

Half of her body weight was resting on the crutches, her injured leg was cocked, and she put her injured leg on the ground after she got used to the feeling of walking again.

Walking back and forth in the house twice, Dashan was very happy.

"Great," he said with joy, "It seems that your wound is recovering well, and it won't be long before you can walk without crutches."

Tang Luoyu didn't speak, and she was still thinking about the people in Qingfeng Valley dozens of miles away. She raised her eyes and looked out of the window. There were some hibiscus flowers planted outside, which were blooming vigorously at this time, which happened to block most of the scorching sun outside the house. The room is cooler.

"Miss Tang," Da Shan suddenly interrupted her reverie, "Miss Tang, can you weave?"

Tang Luoyu's brows twitched, and when he looked up, he happened to meet Shang Dashan's smiling face, and said truthfully: "I have never been taught this at home, and I don't know how to weave yarn."

Da Shan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's okay, anyway, the women in the Orion's house around here can weave and wash cloth, so let them teach you when the time comes."

She heard something strange, and felt both amused and helpless, "Teach me?"

"That's right," Da Shan nodded with a smile, "After we get married, you will weave at home, and I will go out to hunt. We will surely live a peaceful and beautiful life."

It turned out to be thinking about this again.

Tang Luoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it was useless to know how to explain, so he had to follow him and explain a few words perfunctorily.

On the other side, Xue Lince was still looking for her figure in the mountains and forests. He almost turned the nearby hills upside down, and the valley was filled with the echoing sound of his calling. He kept searching from early morning to evening and refused to stop.

After a day without water and rice, coupled with continuous anxiety and impatience, he finally collapsed in the middle of the night.

He fell off the horse with a "plop", his body was covered in dust, his limbs fell to the ground, his body was weak and trembling, and he couldn't stand up again no matter what.

"grown ups!"

Cen Ju was startled, and rushed up to help him, but was pushed away by him forcefully.

"Brother Xue!"

Chai Jin and Ke Ran also saw that his body was not in the right condition, so they hurried forward to help him up from left to right.

Xue Lince, who used to be high-spirited in the past, had disheveled hair, his face was covered with large and small wounds, covered with dust and blood beads, his face was pale, his lips were purple, trembling, and his usually clear eyes were also covered with a mask. There was a layer of white mist, and a scarlet welled up in his eyes, revealing a murderous look, Chai and Ke had never seen him like this before, and they were shocked immediately.

"My lord, you have been looking for it for a whole day," Cen Ju came over sweating profusely. He wanted to help him but dared not, so he stood in front of him, neither advancing nor retreating, "rest!"