Husband and wife are of the same mind, their benefits cut gold

Tang Feng pressed the button for a quarter of an hour before it arrived, and Lin Yu had already fallen asleep.

Carefully turned his husband over, pulled the quilt to cover the two of them, Tang Feng looked at the sleeping Lin Yu, stretched out his hand to paint the other's eyebrows and eyes carefully, and then fell down lovingly. kissed, turned off the lights, and fell asleep hugging Lin Yu's warm body.

Lin Yu woke up in the morning and felt his legs were a little sore. Yesterday, he walked back and forth in the half-filled pond, which was very strenuous. No wonder his legs were sore.

"Wake up, get up and have breakfast."

Tang Feng opened the door and said with a handsome face looking at Lin Yu on the bed.

"Husband got up so early?" Or did he get up late by himself? !

Lin Yu hurriedly stood up, picked up the clothes next to the pillow and began to put on, not knowing what time it was.

"Don't worry, I haven't woken up yet. I woke up early today. You were tired enough yesterday, so you made your own breakfast, but it wasn't as good as yours." Tang Feng saw Lin Yu flustered Putting on clothes, quickly explained.

Unexpectedly, when Lin Yu heard Tang Feng cooking, he felt that he was not a good husband. Husband is busy studying and studying medicine, but he actually cooks. He should do these things by himself. It seems that he has to get up earlier in the future. Lin Yu secretly decided.

Tang Feng boiled a pot of porridge, cut the kimchi into strips, added a little salt and pepper to it, and it was the most refreshing to eat with porridge.

Lin Yu ate the most, because he especially liked the taste of kimchi.

"I think this thing can be sold in the town." Seeing that the people on the table were almost full, Tang Feng pointed to the kimchi bowl that had bottomed out.

The Tang couple's eyes lit up, and Lin Yu was also taken aback.

"This food is indeed easier to eat than pickled vegetables, and it's strong enough to serve with meals, but no one has eaten it. This...," Tang Amo worried that no one would care about it.

"Someone has eaten it," Tang Feng smiled lightly. "We have eaten it. Besides, we can specially make a bowl for those who want to buy it. If they think it suits their appetite, are they afraid that no one will buy it?"

Father Tang stroked his hands and praised, "I think this is a good idea, you can try it."

"Then we need to buy a few more jars to come back." Lin Yu felt that since he wanted to sell five jars, it might not be enough.

Tang Feng shook his head, "No, it's enough, because after grabbing the contents of one jar, you can directly use the water in that jar to put fresh vegetables in, and you can eat it in two days at the fastest, so five jars are enough. "

As soon as these words came out, the Tang family and Lin Yu were shocked.

"It's still possible to do this? Then it's purely for profit!" Tang Amo couldn't believe it.

"Of course, so I want to take five jars to sell in the town every time, take a small stool, a bowl, and a pair of chopsticks, and it will be done." Tang Feng said.

A jar can hold about ten catties of kimchi without water.

Tang's father was full of approval, "But how do you plan on this price?"

"This is the profit of the whole collection, and it is also a snack for the farmer's family. One copper knife is one catty. Let's put the sign out first."

Tang Feng had already thought about this.

"Will it be too cheap?" Tang Amo felt distressed.

"It's because it's cheap that people buy it," Lin Yu said.

Tang Feng nodded and looked at the crowd.

"That's right, one jar weighs about ten catties after removing the water, and five jars are fifty catties. If they can be sold out, they will cost fifty copper knives. Going to the town once every three days can save you time and work at home. Son, you can take advantage of this three days to make new kimchi."

Fifty copper knives!When Lin Yu heard this, he could almost buy two catties of white flour for his husband to eat!

Fifty copper knives!Tang Ama was so happy that the pork that could weigh several catties came back!

Fifty copper knives!Tang's father was so surprised that he could have woven dozens of bamboo baskets!

Tang's father was so excited when he heard it, he knocked on the table and settled down, "Okay! Let's do it like this! I'll clean up the cart at home, and use it to push the jar over there."

The Tang family did not have a donkey cart or an ox cart, but only a cart, and they used the cart to drag grain back when harvesting crops.

The day of going to the market is a small hot spot for three days, and it does not delay the work at home, and does not waste energy on making kimchi. Even if it is not sold out, there is hope.

But right now, the fishpond in the village is open these few days, and the Tang family can't do without it even if they want to go to the town, so they have to wait until these few days are over.

Father Tang and the others went to see the fish pond on the west side today. Most of the half-grown children in the village opened it yesterday, and they had to help finish it.

Tang Ama went out to watch the excitement, Tang Feng felt that the weather was fine, so he took Lin Yu to wander around the village.

Most of the people in the village went to watch the excitement in the fish pond in the west. There were not many pedestrians on the road, and only Tang Feng and Lin Yu were strolling on the road far away.

"A lot of people in the village are going to see the fish pond open, why don't we go too?" Lin Yu remembered that when he was sleeping yesterday, Tang Feng said that he would definitely open the fish pond with the men in the village next time, obviously he wanted to go.

Tang Feng looked at the vegetable field on the side of the road and shook his head, "There are so many people, I can't help you if you go there. It's not fun to watch. If you want to go, let's stop by and have a look." He is a bit of a clean freak, so there are many people Tang Feng tried to avoid going to any place.

But if Lin Yu wanted to go, he would naturally

Accompanying.

"No, I..."

"Lin Yu!"

A timid voice interrupted Lin Yu's words.

Tang Feng and Lin Yu turned around, and saw Wu De, who was carrying a basket of pigweed, standing at a fork not far from them, looking at them.

Seeing Tang Feng beside Lin Yu, Wu De was taken aback for a moment. He rarely saw Tang Feng, and he never expected Tang Feng to be so handsome.

"Is he Wu De?" Tang Feng asked in a low voice with his head turned sideways. Although he was tall and thin, but his eyes were pure, it was because he was thinking about it, not a person with a bad mind.

Lin Yu nodded, looking at the pigweed on Wu De's back, "Why didn't you go to see them open the fish pond?"

Wu De's eyes darkened for a moment, "There's a lot of work at home, just watch it next time." In fact, he hasn't been to Kaiyupond for a long time, and every time he goes secretly, he will be caught by the brothers in the village. Subconsciously avoid standing with him, after all what happened to his Ah Mo back then was extremely embarrassing.

Tang Feng and Lin Yu looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Wu De smiled, "I'll go back first, let's talk together when we have time."

As he said that, he waved hands with Tang Fenglin Yu, and slowly left from the fork in the road with a backpack that was bigger than him.

Tang Feng was about to say a few words to Lin Yu, but he turned around and saw the memory-like loneliness in Lin Yu's eyes. He knew in his heart that his husband must have thought of him.

The reason why the Lin family moved to Xiaoqingshan Village was speculated by the villagers, but it was not directly revealed, but most people thought that it was because there was an "ugly" brother in the family that they had no choice but to move.

Tang Feng never asked about moving, because those were not important to him, the important thing was that Lin Yu was his husband now, that was enough.

Tang Feng and Lin Yu continued to wander around the village.

Along the way, Tang Feng looked at the houses in the village.

Every household here, whether it is a big tile house or a thatched house, has a yard and a courtyard wall. If the land is large enough, you can open a backyard, put firewood, open a small field, and grow some small vegetables.

There are very few large tile-roofed houses in the village, accounting for less than a quarter, and the rest are basically thatched houses or

stone house.

The fields are tidied up in an orderly manner, what should be loosened, what should be planted, and there is no waste. This is where farmers are most capable, and they will not give up a little bit of land.

After all, land and food are the lives of farmers.

Wang Wang Wang!Wang Wang Wang!

Tang Feng turned his ears sideways to hear the sound of dogs barking from a house not far away.

"Want to raise?"

Lin Yu asked.

Tang Feng looked at his husband with bright eyes, "Is it okay?"

"of course can."

Lin Yu looked at Tang Feng like this, and wanted to pull his ears.

Just as they walked to the gate of the courtyard, Tang Feng looked at the little dirty dog ​​who climbed to the foot of the gate and glared at them viciously.

"Hey, I think it's too early to raise one now."

Tang Feng said to Lin Yu with an expression of "I'm very serious".

"it is good."

Lin Yu is naturally centered on Tang Feng.

"Hey, are you here to look for me?"

A familiar loud voice appeared in the ears of Tang Feng and the others.

Wu Zhu was carrying a muddy coat and asked Tang Feng and Lin Yu who were standing at the gate of his courtyard with a painted face on his face.

Looking at Wu Zhu's body, Tang Feng suddenly felt that the reason why the little milk dog was dirty was justifiable.

"You went to help open the fish pond?"

Tang Feng saw that his trousers were rolled up, his bare feet were lying on the ground, and the straw sandals were also in his hands, so it seemed that he had fallen into the pool.

"Hmph!" Wu Zhu became angry when he thought about it, "I was suddenly pushed down by Fatty Liu! Come on, let's go in and talk."

After speaking, he opened the courtyard door and went in. The puppy at the foot of the door rubbed against Wu Zhu's muddy legs affectionately, not disliking his dirty body at all.

"Let's go, it's okay anyway."

Tang Feng dragged Lin Yu into Wu's house. Wu's house was a wooden house with three main rooms and one side room.

The yard is not as big as the Tang family's, but it's not particularly bad.

Wu Zhu washed his face and feet in the yard, and just moved two stools to Tang Feng and the others. He also lifted one and sat down, and the puppy lay at his feet.

"That Fatty Liu is getting more and more arrogant. I stand far away from him, and he can come over and kick me off, so that I eat a mouthful of mud and throw it all away in front of the folks." Face!"

Thinking about it now, Wu Zhu felt that the smell of mud in his mouth hadn't disappeared, so he couldn't help poohing several times.

Seeing it, Tang Feng almost wanted to cover his eyes. Never once did he see Wu Zhu without this urge.

"Fatty Liu is the second child of Liu Lao San's family?" Lin Yu asked.

Liu Laosan is the best carpenter in the village, and the big wardrobe in Tang Feng's house was made by Liu Laosan.

Liu Laosan has an eldest brother who has already married, and Fatty Liu is also the only child of the Liu family. The Liu family is a messy family, and they are also very spoiled on weekdays, which has caused Fatty Liu to always have his nostrils upside down.

Wu Zhu's face was full of displeasure.

"It's him! You don't know! Today! Today Wenqing is watching from the shore!"

When he thought of the perfect Wen Qing in his heart standing on the bank of the pond and watching his embarrassing scene, Wu Zhu wanted to kill Fatty Liu!

Tang Feng kept looking at the little dirty dumpling obediently crawling beside Wu Zhu, and he couldn't understand Wu Zhu's angry words.

"If he pushed you down, aren't you afraid that Wen Qing in your hearts might not have a good impression of him?"

"Husband, Fatty Liu has a fiancée." Lin Yu explained.

"That's right! His father and the others ordered a baby marriage when Fatty Liu was a child. Even if Fatty Liu doesn't like him, he has to marry him obediently!"

When Wu Zhu thought of Fatty Liu's liking for Wenqing but his pursuit of Wenqing, his heart opened up a lot.

So that's the case, Tang Feng nodded, "It's getting late, let's go back."

Tang Feng and Lin Yu stood up and were about to go home. When Tang Feng walked to the gate of the courtyard, he still couldn't help but turned his head and said to Wu Zhu who was waving at them.

"You, if you don't mind the trouble, you can give that little thing a bath."

Only then did Lin Yu understand that it wasn't that her husband didn't want to have a dog, but that he didn't want to have a dirty dog.

After Wu Zhu waited for Tang Feng and the others to leave, he mentioned the puppy barking at him, his face full of confusion, "Where does it need to be washed, the dog should be dirty to look good, isn't it, Xiao Hei. "

The little "black dog" with white hair barked a few times at its owner.

Master, Wang likes to be as dirty as you~.

In the afternoon, all three fish ponds were opened.

From time to time, people from Tang's courtyard would come to "report."

Every year, newborn children are born in the village. Apart from reporting to the village chief’s house when applying for household registration, there is nothing else after opening an account in the town. People who have not been in contact with each other in the past will not remember clearly after a while , but there are newborns every year, and Tang's father can't remember which people in the village have had babies in the past few years and which ones haven't.

So every year after the fish ponds are opened, every household in the village will consciously report the number of people in the Tang family newspaper in order to get the fish that suits their own population.

This year the person sitting in the yard counting is Tang Feng.

A table, a piece of charcoal, and a stack of small pieces of wood and bamboo became Tang Feng's "office".

"Liu Laosan, there are five people in the family." A disheveled Ah Ma said while sitting in front of Tang Feng with a smile.

As soon as Tang Feng heard Liu Laosan, he looked up at Liu Amo.

"it is good."

A capable man, the husband who is in charge of the family is naturally not too bad, he is just a spoiled child.

Then use charcoal to write a few beautiful traditional characters on a small piece of clean bamboo.

Several villagers who came after looked at Tang Feng's handwriting. Although they didn't recognize the handwriting, they felt that it was written very well.

"It's really well written."

"Yes, yes."

"I think it's more upright than that written by the scholar of the Wen family." A thin old man glanced at Wen Ahmo who was opposite and said in a low voice to the people next to him.

Wen Ahmo's eyelids trembled, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he lazily said to Tang Feng, "You really don't look like you, why haven't I heard that you went to school."

Tang Feng pursed his lips and smiled, raised his head gently and politely and said in a gentle voice, "I've been staying at home for a long time, in order to pass the time, I just followed the booklet my third uncle gave me and made gestures to pass the time."

Tang Feng had expected this to happen a long time ago, so he directly used his poor health and could only practice handwriting alone watching hand gestures as an excuse to achieve his own good handwriting.

Someone just gave him such an opportunity, how could he miss it.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him with pitiful eyes again.

Ah Wen's face also softened a little, and he patted the dust on his body that didn't exist, turned his head and left.

How about good handwriting, dragging a sick body, accomplishing everything, and marrying such a husband, what can compare with my own documents.

Seeing Wen's family left, the others lost their interest, greeted Tang Feng, and left one after another, leaving the youngest who had just spoken and said to Tang Feng: "Don't pay attention to him, I think you have the ability Yes, one's life has not yet come to an end, and who wins and who loses is still a mystery!"

Tang Feng didn't expect the youngest to speak with such style.

"Boy thanked the youngest."

Tang Ama, who just came back from hunting pigweed, heard Tang Feng's address, and said, "You forgot, this is your youngest Wang, and his husband is a talented master of the older generation in our village!"

It turned out to be like this, no wonder he didn't speak like the rest of the folks, Tang Feng stood up and respectfully saluted Wang Laoyao as a junior.

"The kid has a bad memory, I'm really sorry."

Youngest Wang waved her hands repeatedly, unable to hide the creases on her face.

"I can't blame you for this. You don't move around often, so it's normal that you can't remember clearly. Practice hard. I will ask you to write our family's door couplet for the Chinese New Year this year."

The youngest Wang said to Tang Amo who put down the basket, "My husband is getting old, and the writing hand is starting to shake. I will trouble your Tang Feng."

Tang Amo was still a little confused, until he caught a glimpse of Tang Feng's hand lightly tapping on the small bamboo block where the words were written from the corner of his eyes, and he suddenly realized.

Tang Feng once mentioned to himself before that he practiced handwriting by imitating his third uncle's book, and Tang Ama was still playing around in front of Tang Feng. Unexpectedly, the husband of the talented Wang family would like the handwriting written by his own Afeng. Tang Ah, this is full of joy.

"Where is it, just come when the time comes." Tang Ama smiled and waved to Wang Laoyao who was leaving.

After the youngest Wang left, Tang Ama hurried to Tang Feng's desk and picked up a stack of wooden blocks that he had written on. Seeing it, her eyes were full of surprise.

"This, this is exactly like your third uncle's words!"

Tang Feng smiled, he simply imitated Guo Sanjiu's handwriting, otherwise it would be no wonder that people wouldn't suspect him if he really wrote his own handwriting.

"My dear son! Why didn't you show it to me before, and even said that the writing was not good, so it wouldn't hurt my eyes."

Thinking of Tang Feng's words before, Tang Ama felt that she had been prevaricated, but there was no dissatisfaction in her eyes. After all, Tang Feng was promising, so he was also happy.

"Didn't I want to give you a surprise? Look, no one in this village will keep saying that I'm a useless and sick child when I come out this afternoon." Tang Feng took the opportunity to give Tang Amo a strong medicine.

The happy Tang Amo laughed and tears came out.

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One day, Tang Feng touched his fair and tender face, thinking of his tough guy exuding male hormones in his previous life, his eyes twinkled, and he had a little idea.

It was summer at this time, and for his "goal," Tang Feng would lift a stool and sit in the yard every time the sun was at its highest, looking up at the sky at 45 degrees.

One day, two days, three days, ... so a week ...

"hiss!"

At night, there was a cry of pain from Tang Feng and Lin Yu's room.

"You too, it's okay to bask in the sun, it's poisonous! Look at the tan on your face!"

Lin Yu carefully wiped the ointment on Tang Feng's sunburned face and said worryingly.

"..." He just wanted to get a tan, but who knew, he lost a layer of skin!

"Turn around, bow your head, you still have your neck to wipe."

Lin Yu said.

"Ow"

With a bitter face, Tang Feng turned his back obediently, lowering his head to reveal his red-skinned neck.