Thinking of this, Du Ruo had a new goal to get rid of his widow's identity or the Lu family. Du Ruo was not a little girl who was ignorant of the world. She knew very well how difficult it was to live a free life in this ancient patriarchal society. Although it was difficult, it was not impossible to achieve it.

But you have to use some scheming methods, such as finding a backer who is stronger than the Lu family, but you don’t know if the man with a good limb in front of you is reliable, or if he will stand up for himself.

Or, if he had any bargaining chips to make him willingly stand up for him, after the man went down the mountain, Du Ruo sat under the peach tree in the yard and kept thinking about this question.

Actually, she didn't have to think about it and knew that her only bargaining chip was herself, and she didn't want to give up on her freedom. The problem was that she seduced herself for a long time and did not achieve any results last time, but instead scared him away.

Although Du Ruo has always told her that this man just wants to do a free long-term job, she can't convince herself of such a reason. After all, there is no such a cheap person in the world.

So why did he run away last time? Could it be that he doesn’t like the woman’s initiative?

Du Ruo thought about it and thought that this reason was really possible. Most ancient men were implicit and didn’t like it too direct. They just thought of those literati. They obviously went to brothels to prostitution, but they had to write a few erotic poems. They thought it was taste and interest.

Although this person is a soldier and probably has no idea of ​​writing poetry, his mind is the same as those people. I don’t think he likes it too directly, so he was scared away by himself last time. Maybe he should be more subtle and tactful.

But I really need to think about it carefully, after all, Du Ruo had never come into contact with ancient men, and I don’t know what they were thinking in their minds. Modern things are much simpler. As long as you love me and I want to be together today, it doesn’t matter if you are unhappy and part ways tomorrow.

Du Ruo thought for an afternoon and felt that he had to figure out the man’s mind first and whether he was thinking about him or not, so she decided to wait for the man to come back and let him make a bathtub first.

When the man came back, he told Du Ruo that although there was a porcelain kiln in the town at the foot of the mountain, it was all burned with coarse porcelain, and that such a thing could not be burned. He handed the drawings to his familiar friends and took them to the city to find a larger porcelain kiln for questions. There was news in the past few or two days.

Du Ruo smiled and said, "Then thank you Brother Hunter."

The man frowned slightly: "I'm not a hunter."

Du Ruo: "Oh sorry, forgot, then I'll call my elder brother from now on." He said, "Can you help me make a wooden barrel? It's so big?" He said, and gestured with both hands.

The man nodded without asking what she was doing. The next day, Du Ruo heard the sound of sawing wood in the yard as soon as he opened his eyes. He got up from the bamboo couch, looked out, and couldn't help but laugh. This man was so diligent.

Du Ruo put his shoes on the floor, sat in front of the window and braided her hair, and took a photo at the pottery basin next to her. She had a good meal and drink and had a good sleep these days, and she was in a happy mood. Her little face became much rounder and her skin was thin and white. She wanted to pinch it herself, looked down at herself, tied her apron tightly, making her waist look thinner.

After packing up, Fang opened the door and went out, said hello to the man and went to cook, and went to the stove to cook. Du Ruo laughed secretly while cooking. She did not miss the man's eyes that fell on her just now. Sure enough, what Confucius said was the truth, food, sex and nature.

After eating, he cleaned up the dishes and chopped the dishes. Du Ruo shampooed his hair on the side of the yard, and grabbed a handful of soapcorns and rubbed it. The soapcorns were picked on the mountain. The more he lived here, the more Du Ruo felt that this mountain was a Feng Shui treasure land, and everything was there. There was an old soapcorn halfway up the mountain. After picking half a bamboo basket, he could use it for a long time. Although it was far from comparable to modern shampoo care products, it was better than green and pure natural, and his hair was very smooth after washing.

Du Ruo washed slowly, and pushed his hair to one side and rubbed it while secretly staring at the man opposite him. His skills were getting better and better. Du Ruo still remembered that it took several days to make the bamboo couch. Now that he made a wooden barrel, it was almost done in less than half a day.

Although he only looked at himself and then went to make a wooden bucket, Du Ruo did not miss the suspicious dark redness on his face. Du Ruo smiled secretly and washed it a little slower. After washing his hair for a long time, his clothes were wet and tightly pressed against his body.

Du Ruo seemed to be unaware of anything, shook his hair and tied it up high, revealing his thin white neck, and walked over: "Brother is so amazing, I'll do it so soon."

The man just glanced at her and threw a sentence, "I went up the mountain to catch two rabbits, and hurried away with the bow and arrow, and disappeared on the mountain road in a blink of an eye.

Du Ruo thought for a long time, this man was not flirting with, but was flirting. He didn't even dare to look at him when he was taking a shower...

Thinking of this, Du Ruo couldn't help laughing, she was actually a little expectant...

I don’t know if the man was irritated. When he came back, he carried a badger on his shoulder and two rabbits in his hand. He went into the yard to peel and ripped the skin aside. The skin was thrown aside and the meat was placed in the pond in the kitchen. Du Ruo cut it into strips with a knife, washed it and applied coarse salt, hung it up and dried it. In winter, he would not have to worry about having nothing to eat. He left a rabbit chopped it into pieces and braised it with fresh bamboo shoots. It was the most delicious. Unfortunately, there was no tofu, so it would be even better if he put a few more pieces of old tofu.

Du Ruo wondered if he would expand the vegetable garden and plant some beans. After the harvest was achieved, he could make soy milk grind tofu and dry dried beans. In short, no matter how to make the tofu, it would be delicious.

After dinner, Du Ruo asked the man to help put the big bucket in the house and boiled a large pot of hot water. At first, he took a bucket by himself, and half of it was picked up by the man. Then it was his business.

The water was brought into the house and poured it into the bathtub. Du Ruo closed the door and took a shower. When he entered the house, Du Ruo turned on the oil lamp on the table and moved it to the window. The newly pasted bright paper on the window was very dense and not transparent during the day. But once the light was lit, the situation inside the house could be clearly seen. Du Ruo naturally knew this, so she deliberately asked him to put the wooden barrel under the window.

Du Ruo began to take off his clothes slowly, first untied the apron on his waist, then covered his collar and then his bellyband...
Chapter completed!