The rough man who reads minds flirts with the beauty, and the delicate educated youth blushes

Li Xiangyun made a big pot of cured meat stew, which included cabbage, radish, and a little vermicelli.

This time the meal was eaten in silence. No one spoke. Even Yao Qingqing, who loved to stir up trouble, did not say a word and ate quietly.

Yun Ningyan felt a rare sense of peace.

After everyone had a happy meal, Huo Junshan went to the mill to grind grain with Huo Jianguo, Huo Jiandang and Huo Jianjun.

Several people carried a bag of grain each. Huo Junshan and Huo Jianguo started grinding it. Huo Jiandang and Huo Jianjun went back and forth several times and carried a lot of grain over.

Yun Ningyan had nothing to do, so she went over too, looking at the millstone used to grind grain out of curiosity.

There is a small hole in the middle of the round stone, which is where the grain enters. The grain that enters here is ground into powder by human power through the rotating millstone, and finally comes out of the millstone.

But this process is very slow and requires the cooperation of two people, and neither too much nor too little food can be put in.

One person stores the grain, and the other grinds the mill.

At this time, the grain of every household in the brigade has basically been ground. The Huo family goes to grind grain every year when it snows. At this time, there are fewer people and the grain can be ground faster.

They can grind a lot at a time.

Yun Ningyan looked at the millstone curiously and asked, "Can't we pull the big yellow ox over and let it push the millstone? Human power is still too slow!"

Huo Junshan smiled and said, "You don't know how much the team leader loves the big yellow ox. He doesn't dare to use it too hard every year. There is only one ox in the team, and he feels very distressed if it feels a little uncomfortable. Not to mention letting the ox to grind the mill, it is even more impossible."

Yun Ningyan nodded.

Huo Jianguo and Huo Junshan took turns, and when a bag of grain was ground out, Huo Jianjun and Huo Jiandang would carry it home.

Yun Ningyan shook her head: "Relying solely on manpower is still too slow. If we can make a cart and pull it, maybe it will be faster."

She thought of it and said, "Huo Junshan, see if you can make a cart at home later. It will save a lot of effort."

Huo Junshan: "How can we make it without materials? Especially wheels, which are hard to buy."

Yun Ningyan blinked at Huo Junshan, and Huo Junshan nodded.

The two of them had a tacit understanding.

Yun Ningyan spent the whole afternoon in the mill shed, where a steady supply of grain was carried over by Huo Jiandang and Huo Jianjun.

The two men came over with smiles on their faces. Huo Jianjun covered his butt with one hand, and Huo Jiandang almost couldn't straighten his back from laughing.

Huo Jiandang said, "Old Third, you don't know, Jianjun just fell on the road and landed on his butt! Haha."

Yun Ningyan also smiled with her eyes curved.

There's snow on the ground outside, so it's normal to fall.

Huo Jianjun ran back to carry food feeling a little embarrassed.

Yun Ningyan watched several people grinding grain, and she suddenly wanted to record this scene, but she had no mobile phone or camera, and even if she had space, she couldn't take it out.

After thinking for a while, she went out for a while, and when she came back, she had a few more pieces of paper and pencils for drawing in her hands.

She learned to paint when she was in school in her previous life, and she hasn't painted for many years.

She also took out a piece of wood to use as a pad.

She placed the wooden board and paper on her legs, then found a stone to sit on. Huo Junshan frowned when he saw her sitting directly on the stone.

He stopped pushing the mill, took off his jacket and walked towards Yun Ningyan. Huo Jianguo didn't understand.

Why are you taking off your clothes? Is it that hot?

Huo Junshan: "Yan Yan, don't sit directly on the stone, it's too cold. Put my coat under you, I'm feeling a little hot."

Yun Ningyan saw that there was sweat on his forehead and believed it. Huo Junshan padded her jacket before she felt at ease to go back to work.

Huo Jianguo and Huo Jiandang, who were standing by, were stunned. It was such a pity that such a nice jacket was made for the buttocks!

But seeing Yun Ningyan sitting there without any burden, Huo Jiandang smacked his lips and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

My sister-in-law has become accustomed to it. It seems that the third brother is lucky to have married a rich wife!

When Huo Jianjun came over, Li Xiangyun and Huo Changgen also followed.

Huo Changgen watched from the side and handed food to Huo Jianguo from time to time.

Li Xiangyun watched the grain gurgling out from under the millstone.

Yun Ningyan began to draw on the paper.

Her painting was horizontal, which was just enough to fit so many people in the painting, including herself, who was sitting on a rock not far away and painting, with Huo Junshan's cotton-padded jacket as the cushion.

He lowered his head, revealing his furry head, and the paintbrush in his right hand moved gently across the drawing paper.

Huo Junshan immediately noticed that she was secretly drawing, smiled at her, and continued to work.

Huo Junshan stood out from the crowd because he had taken off his cotton jacket and was only wearing an autumn shirt underneath.

He is the tallest among the brothers, so he is very conspicuous in the painting.

The biceps on his arms bulged, and there was endless power hidden there. The bulging muscles drove the millstone to rotate in circles.

The food below fell down with a loud noise.

Huo Jianjun was half-squatting on the ground, holding a bag and catching the food.

She first drew an outline of the overall shape, and then drew the specific things inside.

She has excellent painting skills and every character she draws comes alive.

Even the hair on the heads of several people, including the white hair on Li Xiangyun and Huo Changgen, were painted to look very real.

Li Xiangyun looked back at her and found that she was drawing something there, and gave her a big smile.

She captured this smile in the picture.

But Huo Changgen kept staring at the millstone, occasionally speaking a few words to Li Xiangyun.

Yun Ningyan filled in her painting bit by bit. When everyone else had finished, she slowly drew what she was painting from the bottom corner.

Although she only had one pencil, she was able to draw each character very realistically, leaving the highlights blank.

By the time they had finished their work, her painting was finished.

Huo Junshan came to see her paintings as soon as possible. As he looked at the paintings drawn by the little girl, an even more obsessed look appeared in his eyes.

How many things about the little girl are there that her husband doesn't know?

He couldn't help but praise: "It's a great painting! Especially me, the one that looks the most like me!"

Others came over to watch. Li Xiangyun smiled and said, "Ningning, you draw really well. It's exactly the same as on TV. Look at the millstone, it's exactly the same. How did you draw it?"

Yun Ningyan smiled and said, "I just watched them work. I had never seen it before, so I thought of recording it."

Li Xiangyun: "I will put this painting away. Third brother, go back and make a frame for it. I will put it up and hang it on the wall of the main hall so that others can see how amazing my third daughter-in-law is!"

Clouds and smoke.......

Huo Junshan: "No, I want to take it back!"

Huo Changgen took the painting from Li Xiangyun and looked at it, nodding his head repeatedly: "It's a good painting. The third daughter-in-law is a cultured person! Just hang it up!"

Huo Junshan said to him: "Impossible!"