The system jumped to me

Chapter 565 Lotus Building CP Li Lianhua

A pot of mutton and half a lamb rib were stewing in the kitchen, their aroma filling the air.

Instead of getting more and more excited about digging, he wanted to dig the pit even deeper to see if he could stand in it and then climb out.

Li Lianhua just left. Tomorrow is Minor Snow, and the weather is getting colder and colder. He wants to buy a few more pounds of pork belly to make braised pork, not because he particularly likes it, and also buy a fish, which his wife likes, and radish stew with beef, which he also likes.

In winter, you need to eat something good to nourish your body.

Li Lianhua has been gone for a while; she'll probably be back soon.

Hua Xiaozhou no longer hesitated, lifted the lid of the wine jar, poured a full pot, and placed it on the stove to warm it.

The wine was getting warm and the aroma was becoming increasingly strong, but Li Lianhua still hadn't returned. Hua Xiaozhou was practically drooling with envy.

Not only was he still digging a hole outside with the fox spirit, but he was also clearly engrossed in the activity. The area around the jujube tree was full of potholes, and the two of them were having a great time.

Hua Xiaozhou couldn't resist any longer and poured herself a cup.

"If it gets any hotter, all the water molecules will evaporate, what a waste! I'll try it first."

After one glass, ah, it's sweet and slightly sour, not spicy at all. Osmanthus wine is so delicious!

One more cup, mmm, delicious!

The last cup, ah, so delicious!

Hua Xiaozhou drank the hot wine. There was a stove next to him, and it was so hot inside and out that sweat beaded on his forehead.

The air under the eaves was filled with the aroma of wine, and the courtyard was bustling with activity.

It was completely dark outside. Candles were lit in the courtyard, and snowflakes were falling, which suddenly became heavier and heavier.

Hua Xiaozhou had already drunk half a pot of wine. She felt weak in her limbs and could no longer support herself, so she half-slumped on the table. Her eyelids were flushed and her eyes were filled with tears. She stared blankly at the door. Why hadn't Li Lianhua come back yet?

To keep an eye on things, she placed the desk and stove under the eaves. Of the swirling snowflakes, a few would always be disobedient and slip under the eaves, landing on Hua Xiaozhou's face. They would melt instantly on her hot skin, leaving a tiny water droplet that remained half-fallen, standing there.

A shadow flashed past outside the wall.

"Hmm?" Hua Xiaozhou asked vaguely, "Has my husband returned?"

She tried to stand up by supporting herself on the table, but her hands missed their mark, and she lost her balance, falling slumping onto the cushion.

The swindler who scaled the wall had a clear objective. Although he was new to the city, he had already done his research and found out that the man in the house was a doctor who overcharged, was physically weak, had a crooked heart, and had a lot of savings. This was his first job in White Moon City.

As soon as I came in, I stepped into a ditch without noticing and almost twisted my ankle.

What bad luck.

"uncle!"

"Ah—" The Empty Hands suddenly shuddered and turned his head to see a human head lying on the ground. He screamed in fright, his voice trembling.

"Who are you...who are you?"

Buwei, unable to support the fox spirit he was stepping on, shook his head, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.

Hua Xiaozhou heard this and wanted to go see what was wrong, but she couldn't control her legs. With a sudden effort, she overturned the table, spilling wine all over the floor, instantly melting the thin layer of snow.

"Not for..."

"Wang Wang."

The cunning thief finally realized that it wasn't a human head, but a child and a yellow dog in the pit. The pit was too deep, and the child couldn't climb out.

Although he was a thief, he also had principles.

With nimble hands, she reached out and pulled the child out, then went to rescue the dog.

The moment the dog came up, its waist was pressed against him.

The dagger pierced through the clothes, and a chill ran through the flesh.

"Uncle, what brings you to my house?"