Suldak gently opened the courtyard door under the bright moonlight, led the horse into the courtyard, and saw the cow tied next to the stone roller grazing. He led the horse to a pillar aside and untied it.
Saddle, scoop out half a bucket of water from the water tank and pour it into the sink. The manger next to it is filled with good fodder. This ancient Bolai horse seems to have adapted to this kind of life.
It flicked its tail quietly, lowered its head, drank water leisurely, ate the fodder in the trough, and ignored Suldak.
Surdak untied the straps of his leather breastplate and sat on the wooden bench at the door of the stone house, ready to rest for a while against the wall of the stone house. After a long day of work, he originally wanted to take a bath, but he was too lazy to move even one step.
, he leaned the Roman sword hanging on his waist against the wall, with a faint smell of blood on it.
He reached out to the gourd beside the water tank and poured a gourd of water onto the Roman sword. The clear water flowed along the scabbard to the ground and turned dark red. Worried that the edge of the Roman sword would rust, he took it out
After carefully wiping the Roman sword with a piece of oilcloth, Suldak relaxed his body and sat quietly against the wall of the stone house.
After taking off the leather armor on my body, I felt that my body became much more relaxed. There were some blood stains on the leather armor and needed a good scrubbing.
Only then did Suldak find a lot of pine mushrooms on the dustpan in the yard, as well as a lot of chestnuts and some sour pears. It seemed like these should be Natasha and Rita's harvest in the mountains today.
He walked to the side of the sour pear. He knew that this kind of pear tasted sour and astringent, and the pulp tasted like chewing wood chips. It was impossible to swallow it. It had to be marinated in a jar for a month to become sour.
The pear becomes a kind of pickle that can be eaten with rice. It is put in a jar and can be eaten until next summer.
The door of the main house was pushed open, and Natasha's voice came from behind: "You came back so late...Have you had dinner? You had baked wheat cakes for dinner, and there was another one in the fireplace..."
She had long blond hair hanging loose and looked like she had just climbed out of bed. She was only wearing a thin linen pajamas and looked sleepy. Under the moonlight, the skin at her neckline became snow-white and naked.
Standing with her feet next to the door, the concave and convex outline of her body was fully visible under her thin pajamas. Perhaps because it was at night, she was not as shy as during the day, and at least she could stand up her plump chest.
"I've eaten." Surdak was a little dazed at this moment.
Natasha raised her hands, put her long disheveled hair behind her head, and walked out of the stone house. Her feet stepped on the stone slabs, which were dazzlingly white under the refraction of the moonlight.
"Want to take a shower? I'll boil some hot water." Her voice was a little hoarse, which didn't quite match her delicate face.
Surdak leaned against the door and said to Natasha: "Just take a shower. In the army, we also use cold water to bathe. I have long been used to it."
Natasha did not stop because of Surdak's refusal. She walked into the kitchen, and soon there was the sound of flint being smashed. Then she walked to the water tank to fetch water, and Surdak quickly stepped forward to help.
, after getting closer, Surdak was slightly startled. He could very clearly see the turbulent waves under Natasha's pajamas. Natasha felt Surdak's gaze, turned around and walked in front with her head lowered.
Wheat straw was burning in the kitchen fireplace, and the flames burned very high. The firelight reflected Natasha's smooth face, her lake-blue eyes were exceptionally bright, her eyebrows were very delicate, and her rhombus-shaped lips were slightly curled up.
Sitting on a wooden stool, covering her feet with a linen nightgown, she used an iron hook to take out a piece of browned wheat cake from the fireplace, then went to the side and cut a thin slice of cheese and an onion, sandwiching it between
Inside the wheat cake, he handed it to Suldak.
Surdak took the oatmeal cake, her face was slightly red, and looking at her charming lips, he couldn't help but grabbed Natasha's hand, hugged her in his arms, and held half of it in his hand.
Zhang's wheat cake stuffed with cheese fell to the ground with a 'pop' sound...
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Suldak pushed away the white lotus-like arm that was pressing on his chest. The next second his consciousness returned to his brain, and he suddenly sat up from the wooden bed.
Natasha was wrapped in a blanket and sleeping soundly next to her. She felt movement around her. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her beautiful big eyes opened little by little. Then she realized something and turned around just in time to meet Su.
Erdak looked at each other, and then his cheeks turned pink.
It was still dark at this time, and Suldak was about to say something when Natasha gently pressed his lips with a finger. She sat up from the bed nimbly and tidied her messy long hair.
, her eyes were full of color, her teeth were biting her lower lip slightly, wrapped only in Surdak's military blanket, she quietly slipped out of Surdak's stone house and quickly returned to her room.
Surdak still clearly remembered that when he first saw Natasha in this home, she had a look of malnutrition on her face. She always lowered her head and looked like she wanted to bury her face in her chest.
Her shy look and numb eyes make it impossible to see any hope for the future in her eyes.
But now she seems to have changed a lot. At least her attitude towards life has become positive and optimistic. At least she has more smiles on her face. The way she looks up and smiles is really beautiful.
Surdak lay back on the bed. At this time, his mind became empty, completely blank. Then some photos flashed through his mind, and many scenes of the second team appeared in front of his eyes. Those members seemed to be looking at him.
Smiling, he saw Surdak in a trance, as if he was waving to him from the clouds in the distance...
When Suldak woke up again, the bright sunshine had shone in from the door. Little Peter put his hands on his face and looked at him with big eyes without blinking. When he saw him waking up, he said to him with a smile.
: "Dad is a big slacker..."
Suldak reached out and pinched little Peter's cheek, sat up from the bed, put his hands under his armpits, and raised him above his head.
Facing the rising sun in the morning, Suldak held up the cheerful little Peter and walked to the yard outside the house. Rita was cutting fodder in the yard, Natasha was making breakfast in the kitchen, and old Sheila was squatting on the cow.
Squeeze the milk from under the belly...
A layer of light green mist filled the mountains and fields, and some brisk footsteps came from the village.
"Suldak...Suldak, the four carriages you ordered have arrived!" As soon as Charlie shouted, people appeared at the gate of the courtyard.
"The carriage I ordered? When did I order the carriage? I was about to go to Helensa City to order some ordinary axles, but this was just an idea..." Surdak was confused for a moment and said in confusion.
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Just when Suldak was puzzled, a businessman came out from behind Charlie. He was covered in wet dew. He had obviously traveled day and night to the village of Wall. He saluted Suldak.
, and said: "Knight Suldak, Baron Karl asked me to send it to you. He said you just need these right now... and Baron Karl has already paid for the purchase of four carriages on your behalf..."