Not long after the sun set, the sky quickly dimd. Just now it was suffocatingly hot, but now there is a cool breeze blowing against the face, giving people a feeling that the mountains and rain are about to co.
Under the ridge, it was a good place to shelter from the rain and sleep in the open. Wu Fu set up firewood, and on the firewood, placed a small pot on an iron shelf to cook japonica rice porridge for the bean buns.
After a while, the aroma of rice porridge overflowed, seducing people's gluttons.
There is no free day, and the group only eats one al in the morning. Except for Wufu, the rest of the people don't have a good appetite.
Li Haitang got out of the carriage, helped Bai Guo and Nanny Yu, and set up a huge umbrella made of linoleum outside the carriage. In fact, the umbrella is not very useful. Top, on a rainy day, the humidity is sowhat isolated.
There are a few buttons around the umbrella, and a layer of linoleum around it can be made into a tent, just to keep so horses out.
After a while, Xiao Lingchuan opened a large bucket of water. He glanced at the sky in the distance and reckoned that it would rain in another hour.
Kill the chicken and scald its feathers, then use a dagger to cut the branches into hard strips, put the chicken breast of the pheasant on the skewer, and put the rest on a barbed wire net, brush with a layer of oil, and start grilling.
After Li Haitang made the mung bean powder, he fed the bean buns for dinner, and then waited eagerly for the at skewers to be roasted.
"Husband, brush so honey, I put chili in the mung bean powder."
One day, she didn't eat anything at all except for the morning, and she was painting all afternoon. At this mont, she was already hungry.
The chicken is more cooked, flip it a few tis, it will turn golden brown, the outside is browned, and the at inside is tender.
"Miss, eat quickly."
After grilling a few large at skewers, Li Haitang happily ate mung bean noodles, a mouthful of sour and appetizing mung bean noodles, and served with non-greasy chicken skewers. After a while, there were only empty bowls and twigs for skewers left.
Here, the grilled chicken wings and thighs are ready, and he will share the other whole chicken with the maids and wives.
The couple got into the carriage, put the grilled chicken on the tray, put out a glass of Baihua wine and peanuts, and they drank together.
The sky was shrouded in thick ink, and suddenly, a bright light tore in the night sky, with an instant brightness, and then, there was rumbling thunder in the distance.
The thunder made the ground tremble, and the horses were startled and kicked their front hooves uneasily.
There are trees all around, and there is a possibility of being struck by lightning. The group of people can only find a place around, but fortunately, it is not tens of ters away, it is a natural cave.
The caves seem to have been frequented by passers-by, and the openings have been dug to easily accommodate carriages.
There were stones in the corners, and bales of dry straw.
There was a shelter, and the horses pulling the cart cald down. They were not as irritable as before.
After Xiao Lingchuan got into the car, it was raining heavily outside, accompanied by thunder from ti to ti, it seed that the ground was trembling along with it.
Doubao was playing with a puppet by herself, and when she heard the thunder, she subconsciously covered her ears with her hands, her eyes frightened.
Li Haitang also didn't care about eating at, and quickly hugged his son in his arms, gently patting his back to coax him.
Not to ntion a one-year-old baby, even a woman in her 30s or 40s, there are many people who are afraid of thunder.
"Don't be afraid of the bean bag, father and mother are here."
Feeling Doubao trembling gently in his arms, Li Haitang was no longer in the mood to taste wine, and hastily cleaned up everything on the table. The couple huddled together to comfort Doubao.
"Boom..."
There was another burst of thunder, the ground shook and the mountains shook, and Li Haitang's heart also trembled.
She leaned on the chest of her savage husband, listening to his steady heartbeat, she felt a little better, she would not admit that she was also afraid of thunder!
From the ti they got married until Doubao was more than one year old, the couple hadn't been separated for a very long ti. Even though the military affairs of the camp in the north of the city were busy, Xiao Lingchuan still insisted on going ho, so that there were few thunderstorm nights that she faced alone.
Xiao Lingchuan seed to have noticed the abnormality of the lady, hugged her in his arms, and patted her, which was the sa as Li Haitang coaxing the bean buns.
It rained endlessly, mixed with lightning and thunder.
It stands to reason that sleeping on a rainy night is particularly sweet, but it does not include the wilderness.
"Bean buns, mother's painting."
In order to divert attention, Li Haitang lit more candles. The candles were mixed with so lavender juice, which had a soothing effect. She thought about putting the bean buns to sleep first.
"My lady, did you draw this afternoon?"
Xiao Lingchuan stared at the well-written painting, raised his eyebrows, and couldn't see his expression.
"Of course!"
Li Haitang is not good at painting, but she can't hold back her heart in everything. She has a little bit of skill, and she can draw pretty well.
At least, it's okay to fool Xiao Baozi.
"I used to draw either you or the servants of the family. No, Doubao wants a self-portrait of ."
Li Haitang spoke briskly, with a smile on his face, took out the small bronze mirror, tried to make a loving expression, and then said to his bun, "Doubao, look, who is this person?"
In the painting, Li Haitang painted himself sitting on the swing, while Wu Fu was helping to push the swing.
What Li Haitang was pointing at was Wufu.
"Five blessings."
Dou Bao puffed her face, she was sure that it was Wu Fu, the maid of the family.
"What about this one?"
Li Haitang pointed to the flowers again, thinking that this was a good opportunity for enlightennt.
To educate children in modern tis, they will buy a few children's illustrated magazines, and then teach them little by little.
"It's a flower, a butterfly."
These were all seen in the yard of my ho in the north of the city. Doubao has a good mory and recognized it at a glance.
"Guess the bean bag, who is this person?"
In the distance of the swing, stood a man in black. Because the distance was too far, his facial expression could not be seen clearly, only a rough outline.
"Daddy!"
Before her mother could finish speaking, Dou Bao had already learned to answer quickly, which surprised Li Haitang, but she still wanted to ask, "Why, how did you know that he is your father?"
"black!"
Dou Bao pointed to the black clothes, then looked at his father's clothes, then nodded to confirm.
“Doubao is really smart!”
Li Haitang was very pleasantly surprised, Xiao Baozi had a superb mory, after teaching him once, he rembered everything, and even recognized Xiao Lingchuan, which is not easy.
In the end, the protagonist on the swing is herself.
Li Haitang nodded happily, and asked, "My dear, who is this person?"
The painting is of my mother, of course, the one on the swing is my own mother, but Dou Bao looked at the painting, then at Li Haitang, and remained silent.
"Why, don't you know?"
Li Haitang opened his eyes wide, a little suspicious, the little bun suddenly stopped talking, could it be that he didn't recognize it, or was it on purpose?
"I don't know." Doubao shook her head, who is this pretty young girl? I have never seen such a person at ho!
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