Back to 70s busy husband

"Huh, not at all."

Yan Hui held Grandma Mu's arm and was intimate.

The corners of Mu Yuan's mouth couldn't restrain the upward movement: "Go, go out and play."

"Where are you taking juniper, come back early later, do you know that there is bacon to eat at night?" Grandma Mu said.

"Understood." Mu Yuan responded.

Taking Yan Hui to the cellar, there are a lot of sweet potatoes and cabbage in the cellar of their house, but the first time Yan Hui came down, it felt quite spacious, and Mu Yuan packed a lot of sweet potatoes in the bag.

Yan Hui asked him what he was doing.

"Let's go roast sweet potatoes." Mu Yuan said.

"Okay."

Yan Hui happily responded.

Muyuan packed four sweet potatoes, which was almost enough, otherwise he wouldn't be able to eat at night.

But when they went out, they saw many people greeting them, mainly He Muyuan. After all, even if Yan Hui often received manuscript fees, it had little to do with them.

Muyuan is different.

He is an employee of the transportation team, so if there is something short in the future, it is not impossible for him to help buy it. After all, the transportation team also helps the supply and marketing cooperatives deliver the goods.

Muyuan also responded casually on the road, but he didn't stop. Everyone saw him and Yan Hui walking side by side, and they all started talking behind their backs, feeling that they were too blatant.

But they are all in love, and they will definitely get married in the future, so it doesn't matter if they have a better relationship.

When I came to the mountain behind the school, there were quite a lot of people at the foot of the mountain. Even the children would obediently call Teacher Yan when they saw Yan Hui.

"Didn't you only teach the first grade?"

Mu Yuan was a little curious.

Why is that kid with a runny nose called Yan Hui?

"Our school occasionally skips classes. For example, when I see my classmates getting bored, I tell other teachers about it, and then we change classes. The classes we take are relatively insignificant, and they know me."

Facing the rebellious students in the first year of junior high school all day long, Yan Hui felt that she was going to be mentally weak every day. Although the students respected her very much, it did not prevent them from writing notes, passing notes, eating, reading comic books, and being with the surroundings in class. Students discuss state affairs.

The most important thing is that now the teacher is in charge of a class, all in charge, homework correction and lesson preparation are basically done at night or during holidays.

As for going to the ground, it is free to choose.

Because as a teacher, he is already eligible to receive head rations, so Yan Hui really doesn't want to add more tasks to himself, so on Saturdays and Sundays, he prepares lessons, corrects homework, writes manuscripts, and sews clothes. It is really busy and fulfilling.

"Are you tired?" Mu Yuan asked.

"It's okay, it's much easier than farming."

"Ah."

Mu Yuan responded, took her hand and walked up.

Yan Hui looked at the hands they held tightly, her beautiful eyes were full of smiles, and her face was also stained with a little blush, making her even more beautiful.

The scenes that Mu Yuan casually looked at from the side were all beautiful scenery.

After walking for a while, Mu Yuan told him about the final fate of her adoptive parents.

Seeing that he was still angry, Yan Hui was moved and drew a small heart on his palm with his fingertips.

The person concerned didn't know it was Xiao Xinxin, he just felt the numbness in his palms, which finally caused half of his body to be numb, as if an electric current passed through it.

"Yan Hui!"

"Ok?"

Yan Hui raised his eyes in doubt, not knowing why he suddenly called him.

Mu Yuan stopped in his tracks, let go of his clenched hands, embraced her with one hand, supported the back of her head, the distance drew closer, breaths intertwined within a short distance, and he looked at her with focus and tenderness.

Slowly drop a kiss.

Treat it like your favorite treasure.

The moment their lips touched each other, the two of them felt that the world was quiet. The first kiss was always light, but it was so beautiful. The snowflakes also fell on the shoulders of the two of them. Yan Hui's eyelashes trembled, maybe it was because of the cold , still shy because of the first kiss, but when looking at the man he loves, his eyes are misty, and it is like a hook stirring Mu Yuan's heart.

The rough fingertips lightly rubbed the woman's face, and the forehead touched, his voice was clear and hoarse, "Yan Hui, you can only like me in this life, you know?"

There is a clear light in the dark pupils, and in that light, there are tiny desires shining.

Yan Hui blushed, but nodded without hesitation.

Mu Yuan laughed softly, with joy from the bottom of his heart, and then took her hand and walked forward, "We'll go to the cave to roast sweet potatoes later, so that we won't set fire to the mountain."

"Uh-huh."

Anyway, she is not familiar with him, what he said is what.

Mu Yuan looked at her sideways, and for some reason, his chest was already full of happiness just by looking at her. He came to the cave and patted the snowflakes off her body. When Yan Hui wanted to help him, Mu Yuan spun around. Two laps, done!
Yan Hui: "..."

Come on, save yourself trouble.

Mu Yuan found dry branches and piled them together, lit them with a match, and threw the sweet potatoes into it at about the same time to finish.

The two sat in the cave and waited, and they could still look at the snow scene outside. In the snow all over the world, there was a small fire burning in a cave. Next to the small fire, there were young couples hugging.

Mu Yuan played with Yan Hui's hair.

Her waist-length hair was very soft, and it felt particularly good to the touch.

Yan Hui was a little dissatisfied: "My carefully prepared hairstyle is ruined."

"I'll tie it up for you later."

Mu Yuan spoke boldly.

Yan Hui hesitated for two seconds before saying, "I think I still want to meet people."

Mu Yuan was amused, "Why, do you dislike the hair I tied for you so you can't see people?"

Silence equals default.

Therefore, Yan Hui chose to remain silent.

Mu Yuan immediately refused to accept it, "Come on, sit down, I'll tie your hair."

The hairstyle that I ruined, I have to get it back by myself.

Yan Hui didn't trust him a bit, but sat up cooperatively and let him do whatever he wanted.

Originally, Mu Yuan saw that the girl grabbed her hair casually and tied it together, so there was no difficulty. Only at this time did he realize that others made it neat and tidy, while his was a mess.

Fortunately, Yan Hui didn't hit him.

No, actually Yan Hui has given up.

The hairstyle was finally finished when Muyuan Sweet Potato was getting better. Yan Hui touched it and was a little surprised that there was no mess.

"I'm pretty good at it. When I'm at home, I'll tie your hair to see how pretty it looks."

"real or fake?"

Yan Hui was still a little skeptical.

I really hate that I don't have a small mirror with me now, otherwise she would be able to look at it.

"You have to believe me!"

Mu Yuan swears.

Yan Hui suddenly remembered the two previous tricks.

The person involved, Mu Yuan, also recalled it, so he said: "That was before, but now you are really good-looking, trust me!"

Looking into Muyuan's sincere eyes.

Yan Hui became more and more suspicious, he lied to her like that before! ! !

"Don't worry about it. Hair is not important. You just need to look good. Eat more."

Muyuan cooled the sweet potatoes a little bit, at least they won't burn your hands, then gave them to Yan Hui, and made another one for himself, watching her carefully eat the sweet potatoes like a bunny, and look at her hair, so beautiful, so cute.