After rebirth, abstinent ex-husband can't move anymore

Xia Qingyuan was very sure at this moment that Shen Yizhou did it on purpose.

She also smiled and said: "The ancients said that food and sex are the same."

Shen Yizhou's expression did not change: "The ancients also said that if you have no desires, you will be strong."

Xia Qingyuan: "I am a little girl, I don't need to be strong."

Shen Yizhou: "Women are not inferior to men. A little girl has the mind of a big man."

Xia Qingyuan was furious: "Shen Yizhou, try nagging me again."

Shen Yizhou still smiled: "Okay, no more."

Xia Qingyuan: "..."

She suddenly felt that life was too boring!

In the end, the two of them reached a tacit agreement and did not continue the topic.

For no other reason, Xia Qingyuan was about to explode.

*

After the two had breakfast, they rode a tricycle and went out together.

Xia Qingyuan sat in the back seat, smiling and accepting the looks of everyone along the way again.

She couldn't help but ask Shen Yizhou: "As a secretary-general, is it really okay for you to pedal like this?"

Shen Yizhou said: "How about we change to two wheels?"

Xia Qingyuan said again: "..."

She couldn't help it anymore and pinched the soft flesh on his waist: "Why do you keep yelling at me today?"

Shen Yizhou: "How could that happen?"

Xia Qingyuan frowned: "No?"

Shen Yizhou resolutely said: "No."

Xia Qingyuan felt that she could ask no more questions, so she shut up and stopped talking.

After a while, the two came to the small river Shen Yizhou mentioned.

It was said to be a river, but in fact the section of river in front of them was not very deep, and the pebbles on the bottom of the river were clearly visible.

The water surface is not wide, only about two or three meters wide.

The clear river water is lined with green grass on both sides, and there is a big tree on the side.

The trunk of the tree grows crookedly, just hanging on the water, casting a green reflection in the water.

Shen Yizhou parked the car, and Xia Qingyuan also jumped out of the car.

They took off their shoes and rolled up their trouser legs to their knees.

Shen Yizhou stretched out his hand to her, indicating to help her over.

Xia Qingyuan tilted her head and walked over on the grass.

Shen Yizhou looked at her back and couldn't help but laugh.

Xia Qingyuan stood by the river and soon discovered the snails at the bottom of the river.

They stick to pebbles as big as your head, and some are densely packed in the mud on the river bank.

Among them, there are small fish swimming in it from time to time, which is very lively.

Seeing this, the corners of Xia Qingyuan's lips couldn't stop rising.

Too much!

She remembered that when she was working in the south, there was a delicacy called snail noodles.

Its soup base is made from large bones and snails plus other ingredients.

The least of them is the pickled sour bamboo shoots.

The taste of sour bamboo shoots is sour and smelly, but it adds a lot of color to the snail noodles. It is the soul of the whole bowl of snail noodles.

In fact, the tastes of Yun Province and Xi Province are similar.

She can adjust the recipe of snail noodles to make it taste like the people here.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingyuan was a little moved.

But thinking that people here still had very few opportunities to eat directly outside, Xia Qingyuan gave up the idea with some regret.

I can only think about this issue when I go to the provincial capital with Shen Yizhou in the future and people's lives gradually improve.

While she was stunned, Shen Yizhou had already entered the water first.

He was holding an aluminum bucket in his hand and was bending over to search for it in the water.

Shen Yizhou is extremely tall, and he is wearing a short-sleeved shirt and suit-made trousers. His whole body exudes an aura that is incompatible with what he is doing now.

Xia Qingyuan suppressed her laughter and bent down to pick up the snail.

The snails in Yun Province are much smaller than the field snails.

The head is big, the buttocks are pointed, and the color of the whole body is very similar to bamboo. Some snails are also brown and dark brown.

The water quality now is good, there is no pollution, and all the snails grow cleanly. Except for the occasional waterweed growing on the shells, there is nothing dirty.

Take these snails home and raise them for two days before you can eat them.

After a while, Xia Qingyuan's bucket was half full.

She asked Shen Yizhou: "How do you want to cook these and eat them?"

Shen Yizhou straightened up, looked at the half-bucket of snails he had, and a few river mussels on top, and said, "As long as you make it, it's fine."

Xia Qingyuan said: "Then how about we use part of it to make snail noodles?"

Shen Yizhou's eyes froze: "Snail noodles?"

Xia Qingyuan was completely immersed in the joy of touching snails, and answered without thinking: "It's a kind of food in Western Province.

It’s sour, spicy, fragrant and smelly, so delicious!”

Shen Yizhou raised his eyebrows and looked at her face: "You know quite clearly."

"Of course..." Xia Qingyuan suddenly thought of something and her voice stopped abruptly.

She belatedly said: "That, I heard about it too."

Shen Yizhou seemed not to end this topic.

He came over, first poured the contents of Xia Qingyuan's bucket into his own bucket, and then said, "You used to work in Lincheng, right?"

Lincheng is the city next door to Diancheng and is more prosperous than Diancheng.

Previously, Xia Qingyuan was driven to work by Wang Ping, and she went to Lincheng.

It's just that at this time, people are not running around the country like in later generations.

Yun Province is already a backward and remote area, let alone one.

Thinking of this, Xia Qingyuan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

She wanted to tell Shen Yizhou about her rebirth before, but then she heard about Shen Yizhou's illness. How could she still think about it?

If I confess it now, it seems a bit strange.

It's like someone asking you why you know this, and then you say you were born again.

If the situation is not right, what you say will sound like a joke to fool the other person.

Therefore, Xia Qingyuan looked at Shen Yizhou's solemn gaze and said, "Well, there used to be an educated youth from the Western Province in my house. I listened to what he said."

Hearing this, Shen Yizhou nodded: "So that's it."

Then he turned around and continued exploring into the river.

Xia Qingyuan looked at Shen Yizhou's back and didn't know if he believed it or not.

No matter it, let’s talk about it later when we find an opportunity.

*

The two finally returned home with a full load.

A bucket full of snails and river mussels.

Xia Qingyuan sat on the hanging trunk of the big tree, swaying her calves, waiting for her feet to dry, and said: "This family compound is really a good place."

Shen Yizhou also sat aside.

In his mouth was a weed picked from somewhere.

Xia Qingyuan asked him: "Can you play music with leaves?"

Shen Yizhou didn't answer but asked: "Do you want to hear it?"

Looking into his eyes, Xia Qingyuan nodded subconsciously: "I think."

Shen Yizhou curled his lips: "Wait a minute."

After saying that, he stood up and picked a green leaf from the big tree: "Let me try this."

Xia Qingyuan really didn't expect that Shen Yizhou would do what he said.

So, she immediately put on an adoring face and looked at Shen Yizhou.

Shen Yizhou finished picking the leaves and sat down. He pinched the two ends of the leaves with his index fingers and thumbs and fixed them at the bottom. Then he rolled the top of the leaves slightly outward and attached them to the bottom of his upper lip.

As Shen Yizhou exerted his strength, a melodious sound came from the blades.

It's "Evening on the outskirts of Moscow".

Xia Qingyuan's eyes flashed with surprise, she held her chin in one hand and listened quietly.

In fact, she knew that Shen Yizhou could play music.

But what she saw was that he was using a mouth organ.

She still remembers the song, "Evening on the Suburbs of Moscow."

She was four grades younger than him. It was Sunday and there was no one in the school.

When she went back to get her things, she heard the familiar sound of the harmonica coming from the classroom opposite.

She followed the sound and found Shen Yizhou who was playing the harmonium by the window.

He is obviously only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is a high-spirited and young man.

However, his eyes were silent, like a deep and sad lake.

But when he was playing, his eyes seemed to have countless streams of light overflowing.

It was like a crushed galaxy, covering her heart.

She sometimes thought that maybe this was just a glimpse of ten thousand years.

I don't know when, Shen Yizhou stopped.

He looked at her with watery tenderness between his brows and eyes.

The moment Xia Qingyuan came to her senses, Shen Yizhou stretched out his hand to her.