MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 155v2 Rescue Geng Tianwen's unruly female partner (7)

After breakfast, Song Lingshu took out the herbs and continued to bask in the sun, and was about to go out with a basket on her shoulders. Yang Song stopped her: "Where are you going?"

"I saw wild tomatoes yesterday, I went to pick some."

"I will go with you."

"Let's go."

Yang Song was walking ahead, and there were some weeds on the road, some of which were half as tall as a person. She opened the way ahead with a hatchet, and found that the people behind her stopped suddenly. She turned her head and asked, "Why don't you leave?" ?”

Song Lingshu stood in place, looking at the terrain below, and asked, "Have you ever thought about plowing land? It's not that you can't grow crops here, you can grow potatoes, sweet potatoes and corn, and you can also plow a few terraced fields to grow rice. This year we will plow the land Plow it well, and it will be ready for use next year.”

"No." Yang Song said categorically, "We are all desperate people. How can we have time to plant the land leisurely? We have to wait until next year to plant. When will we be able to wait for the harvest? What if there is a drought just in time? Isn’t it all in vain for the flood?”

Song Lingshu smiled, turned around and walked over: "Do you still know about droughts and floods?"

"Nonsense, even a non-educated person knows it!" Yang Song continued to chop the weeds in front of him, paused, and suddenly said, "Dili's daughter-in-law died because of the flood."

Song Lingshu looked at her in surprise: "No wonder he and the child are in the village, but he didn't see his wife."

Yang Song: "His daughter-in-law went back to her mother's house to help harvest the millet, but there was a flood there and everyone was gone. When he took the child to look for it, he heard that the officers and soldiers did not carry out the rescue at that time, so he joined us in a fit of anger."

Song Lingshu patted her on the back as a sign of comfort, but Yang Song suddenly turned around, as if shocked, and said in disbelief, "Why? Want to attack me?"

"..." Song Lingshu laughed, "Don't worry, if I want to sneak attack, I won't sneak attack while you are awake."

Yang Song: "You really want to attack me?!"

Yang Song continued to walk forward, the road ahead was more open, she raised her hand to pick a green fruit, rubbed it on the clothes twice, took a bite, the sour soul came out of her body, and quickly threw it far away, Song Lingshu yelled loudly from behind laugh.

"What's so funny?" Yang Song glanced back at her, and glanced at her, with complicated emotions, "You dress like a dog, and you can see that you have never suffered."

Song Lingshu: "That's not necessarily true. Some people can only swallow it in their stomachs after suffering. Outsiders can't see it."

Yang Song asked: "Then what hardship have you suffered?"

Song Lingshu: "Bitter Melon"

Yang Song shuddered: "Hey, that's really bitter."

Song Ling was overjoyed. After arriving at the destination, she started picking ripe tomatoes. Yang Song didn't know where to go.

After picking half of the basket, the rest were half-cooked. She lifted the basket, looked around, and shouted, "Yang Song, Yang Song! Where are you?"

"Here!" A voice answered from a distance.

Song Lingshu walked over following the sound, came to a tree, heard the crackling sound above, she raised her head: "What are you doing?"

"Can't you see it? Poke the bird's nest!" Yang Song was very excited.

"..." Song Lingshu held his forehead, "Come down, don't stab it."

Yang Song: "It's almost there."

"It's a good nest, why are you stabbing it?" After Song Lingshu finished speaking, seeing that she hadn't stopped, she couldn't help turning cold, "Did you hear that? I'll tell you."

No matter how thick it is, Yang Song could hear that the temperature in her tone was as cold as ice, and her movements slowed down, then she came down from the tree in a hurry, patted the ashes on her body, and muttered: "How dare you order me, you How old are you?"

"Don't poke the bird's nest in the future, think about it. If you go home and find that your old nest has been stabbed by someone else, will you feel better?" Song Lingshu's tone softened again.

Yang Song pouted and remained silent.

"Let's go back."

Song Lingshu walked a few steps, saw that she was still looking at the bird's nest reluctantly, and urged: "Go back soon."

"But..." Yang Song withdrew his gaze and looked straight at her, "I heard someone say that bird's nest is good for your health in a restaurant yesterday..."

Song Lingshu reacted for a moment, then smiled and said, "A bird's nest is not a swallow's nest."

Yang Song: "What? Isn't it a swallow's nest? What else could it be?!"

"Swallow's saliva."

Yang Song's expression suddenly became very exciting, and he vomited twice while holding the tree trunk: "What the hell, no one wants to drink saliva!"

Song Lingshu's serious expression was gradually dispelled, and a smile appeared on his face again: "Of course I will process it before eating, do you want to eat bird's nest so much? When I make money, I will give you... .”

"I don't want to eat." Yang Song interrupted her, stepped forward irritably, glanced at her, and held her arm with one hand, "I'm not thinking that you are too thin... .”

Song Lingshu blinked: "You want to feed me?"

"Otherwise? I'm so strong, so I don't need these things!" Yang Song patted his arm confidently. If it wasn't troublesome, she could take off her clothes and show her her muscles!

"Thank you." Song Lingshu laughed, took her hand and said with a smile, "Go back, I'll cook something delicious for you."

Yang Song walked with his head down, his eyes kept lingering on her hand, he felt that this man's hand was thinner and whiter than his own, tender like white tofu, and not at all different from other men, but The strange thing is that now she is slowly getting used to the other party's weak body.

Although he is different from other men, he is also different from other women. It's the same if I'm strong and powerful, at best, I can protect her by myself.

Thinking of this, a sense of accomplishment suddenly surged in her heart, which was not the same as the feeling of wanting to protect her father and brothers. How should I put it, the latter gave herself responsibility, but the former brought more It is mostly self-pleasure and satisfaction, and even the pace is much lighter.

"Slow down, walk slowly, why are you running so fast all of a sudden?" Song Lingshu couldn't keep up, so he hurriedly called to stop, and the tomatoes in the basket almost jumped out.

Yang Song slowed down again, glanced at her proudly, and said in his heart that you must not know what decision I just made, and I would scare you to death if I said it, but I would not tell anyone, including you.

After returning to the village, Song Lingshu handed her the basket: "Go and wash the tomatoes first, and then go dig some potatoes. I'll go and check the children's literacy." After speaking, she ran to Pingba without looking back. up.

"Are you ordering me? Hey!" Yang Song yelled angrily, but the figure ran farther and farther away. She came to the kitchen impatiently. The cook was kneading the dough and continued to eat steamed buns at noon. She put the basket into the stove As soon as it was put on, the cook said with a smile: "Boss, you still went to pick tomatoes, so let's add another dish at noon. Do you want scrambled eggs with tomatoes or cold tomatoes?"

"Don't do it yet, who knows what he's going to do, go and wash this."

"Eh good."

Yang Song watched him carry the basket to the water tank, and suddenly shouted, "Wait."

"What's wrong?"

"Let me do it." Yang Song looked unwilling, grabbed the basket in his hand, and washed it aside, not forgetting to curse, "Damn man, stinky man!"

cook:"......?"

Song Lingshu walked around Pingba, and seeing that the dozen or so children were serious about their studies, he felt relieved, and then went to patrol the chicken and duck pen again, bringing a dozen or so chicken and duck eggs. On the way to the kitchen, he bumped into Dali again and asked him to take a few people down the mountain in the afternoon to buy some bags of potatoes before entering the kitchen.

She looked around, only saw clean tomatoes on the stove, but no one: "Where's Yang Song?"

The cook replied: "She went out to build a stove."

Song Lingshu asked curiously, "What stove?"

The cook: "Water heating, I just said that the hot water heated in this big pot may be oily, so she went out to build a stove. It's very simple, put a few big stones on it, put the kettle up, add The firewood can be burned, and the hot water will be burned there in the future.”

Song Lingshu lowered her eyes, but the corners of her mouth curled up. She poured boiling water on the tomato, then peeled off the skin, took out a clean wooden mallet, and asked a few strong men to come in and beat the tomato.

As soon as this group of people heard that she was going to fiddle with food, they started to help without saying a word, talking and laughing, it was very lively.

Song Lingshu just sat down in front of the stove, ready to light a fire, when he was picked up by one of his subordinates.

"How can you do this kind of rough work, I will do it."

"Then thank you."

Song Lingshu poured the tomatoes they had pounded into the pot, and kept stirring it with a wooden shovel. Someone asked what it was for, and she said it was boiled tomato sauce.

However, this work is quite laborious, especially now that she has such a small body, her arms will start to become sore after a while, so she will hand it over to other people to take turns stirring, and she will watch from the side and cut potatoes by the way.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, the sauce was finally cooked. She took a sip, and it was a little sour. After all, it was a wild tomato and it hadn't grown well yet, but it didn't affect the taste too much.

After finishing all this work, the cook drove out the idlers and others. Lunch was about to be made, and there was no room for so many people. In the end, only Song Lingshu and three helpers were left.

Song Lingshu fried his potato chips, put them on a plate, put tomato sauce in a small bowl, and took them out to find Yang Song.

She searched around, and finally saw Yang Song who was busy in the backyard. The stone had already been set up, but Yang Song was still mixing mud, with his sleeves rolled up on his elbows, showing his strong forearms, stirring constantly mud.

"What are you doing with this?" Song Lingshu stepped forward, "Didn't the cook say to build a few stones?"

"It's so easy to collapse, and it will be wiped out by the wind and the rain." Yang Song said.

It would be a lie to say that she was not moved. Song Lingshu saw that her hands were covered with mud, so she picked up a potato stick and dipped it in some ketchup, and stretched it out: "Ah—"

Yang Song subconsciously hid back: "What is it?"

"Eat it, try it and see how it tastes."

Yang Song took a few glances before slowly opening his mouth, and the potato sticks were fed into her mouth smoothly.

"How is it?" Song Lingshu waited for the feedback.

Yang Song chewed a few mouthfuls, and his eyes lit up: "Why is it sweet and sour? Can potatoes still be eaten like this?"

"Is it tasty?"

"Delicious! A few more!"

"This plate is all yours." Song Lingshu said with a smile.

Yang Song was quite satisfied, and it was not in vain for her to come to set up this stove in person.

Song Lingshu fed her a big plate, the sun was very strong, she raised her hand and wiped Yang Song's sweat with her sleeve: "Let's take a rest."

"It's okay, I'll finish it in a while, and the mud will dry faster while the sun is shining." Yang Song had already started to wipe the stone with mud, filling every gap and making the uneven surface regular. She turned her head and looked at Song Lingshu At a glance, she saw that her forehead was also sweating, and her fair and tender face was flushed, and said, "You go back first, I will finish my work soon."

"good."

Yang Song looked at the person who said to leave, opened and closed his lips several times, but still didn't have the nerve to ask her what she was doing so fast! He just slapped the mud in his hand on the stone and muttered: "Dead man, rush to reincarnate!"

After working for a while, Yang Song looked at the newly built stove, full of a sense of accomplishment, and rushed back to the front yard excitedly, wanting Song Lingshu to come over and have a look, but just after turning the corner, he saw Yang Tianshuo sitting in a wheelchair, There were plates and bowls on his lap, and he was holding a golden potato stick dipped in a little red tomato sauce in his hand, eating it with relish.

"Xiao Song is back, have you tried these potato chips?" Yang Tianshuo asked.

"!!"

What's the meaning? Isn't this thing made for her alone?

No, no, it must be for her face to eat for daddy. Thinking so, she walked over and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, do you want to try it too?"

"I just ate." Yang Song finished, pointing to the plate on his lap,

He added, "I ate a big plate! These are all leftovers from my meal!" After finishing speaking, he quickly slipped away.

"Hey kid."

Yang Song searched around, only to hear voices in the kitchen, and just stepped into the door, he saw people standing inside, everyone holding potato chips! Also dipped in tomato sauce!

"How does it taste?" Song Lingshu was distributing potato chips to everyone, soliciting other people's opinions so that they could improve. She walked around and saw Yang Song appearing at the door. She smiled and asked, "Are you done?"

Yang Song stared at the empty plate in her hand: "Potato chips, are there any more?"

"I just finished posting it, and I'll re-post it this afternoon based on everyone's opinions—hey, where are you going?"

Yang Song turned around and left, angrily said: "I'm going to smash the stove!"

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