This brother is a bit cold in time travel

The stables in the backyard have not been cleaned for a while. Wei Chuyang picked a sunny afternoon and cleaned the stables inside and out. When Han Xiaohan came, he was brushing his horses.

"Brother, long time no see!" Wei Chuyang's back was facing Han Xiaohan, and Han Xiaohan jumped onto his back with a lot of momentum, but fortunately, he didn't fall when he hit the horse's belly, and the horse walked a few steps aside.

"Get down!"

Han Xiaohan quickly climbed off his back, Wei Chuyang turned to face him, and scolded again: "I'm scared to death, you know it's dangerous to jump up suddenly like this?"

"It's okay." Han Xiaohan retorted.

"You won't run away from home again, will you?" Wei Chuyang suddenly noticed a burden in Han Xiaohan's arms.

"No, I'm sure. The busy farming season is over, so I'm going to stay at my cousin's house for a few days." Han Xiaohan said proudly.

"Then I'll take you there. I haven't seen Yi Luo for a few days. Go upstairs and sit for a while. The horse is still wet. Let's go when it's dry." Wei Chuyang put away the wooden bucket, horse brush and other things Put it away, and take Han Xiaohan back to the front hall.

"Ah, I took him up." He opened the curtain of the kitchen and greeted Jiang Min.

"You guys chat for a while, I'll fry some pumpkin pancakes and send them to you later." Jiang Min was busy pouring sesame oil into the pan, and only glanced back.

The two went upstairs, the door of Wei Chuyang's room was open, Han Xiaohan walked in carelessly, rolling his eyes, and immediately noticed the wood carving on the table, he picked it up without looking carefully, Wei Chuyang He snatched it back and said: "This is not for you to play with, don't let me break it."

"Stingy!" Han Xiaohan muttered in dissatisfaction, but was soon aroused by the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, "Can I play with this?" He looked at Wei Chuyang with blinking eyes.

"Okay, can you write?"

"Of course!" Han Xiaohan shouted excitedly, holding the brush holder in one hand and began to scribble on the paper, "Is it correct?"

Wei Chuyang took a closer look, and although it was crooked, it was indeed a "big" character, so he nodded.Han Xiaohan was encouraged, and happily said: "I will write other things!" Then he focused on moving the brush on the paper.Han Xiaohan wrote the word "person".Unlike Yi Luo, Han Xiaohan learned from the most basic.

"Have you ever studied?" Wei Chuyang asked.

"No, but my younger brother has already gone to school, and I secretly followed him to learn, isn't he very good?" Han Xiaohan didn't look up.

After Han Xiaohan finished his work, Wei Chuyang discovered that he wrote his younger brother's name "Han Xiaobai", and heard him say: "I still can't write the word 'Han'."

"Let's write on a different piece of paper." The few words written by Han Xiaohan had already filled a piece of paper to the brim.

"Don't waste paper." Han Xiaohan shook his head. Paper is still quite expensive in his opinion. He has already passed his addiction today. This is the first time he writes with a brush and paper.

Just at this time Jiang Min brought up a plate of sesame pumpkin pancakes, and as soon as he put it down on the table, Han Xiaohan hurriedly reached out to take it. Fortunately, Wei Chuyang was quick, grabbed his wrist, and said, "Look at your dirty hands, go downstairs Wash your hands before eating."

It was only then that Han Xiaohan noticed that his right hand was black, and the cuff of his coat was also stained with ink.

"Why is it stained with ink? Come on, I'll take you down to wash it off." Jiang Min dragged Han Xiaohan downstairs.

"It's so hot!" Wei Chuyang went straight to pick up the pumpkin pie, but threw it down as soon as he picked it up.

There were heavy footsteps outside, and Han Xiaohan ran into the house in a short while, eagerly attacking the pumpkin pie on the plate, Wei Chuyang quickly grabbed him again, and reminded: "Be careful, there are chopsticks here."

Hearing what he said, Han Xiaohan picked up the chopsticks, blew a few breaths carefully, and began to eat in small bites, and asked Wei Chuyang, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'll eat it when it's cold, for fear of getting angry." He said, pushing the plate under Han Xiaohan's body again.

Later, Jiang Min brought up a pot of low-fire tea, Wei Chuyang drank two bowls, Han Xiaohan thought it was bitter, so he only drank two sips, and ate most of the pumpkin pie.

"Okay, don't eat it, it's easy to get angry, there will be more opportunities in the future, we have to go, take your burden." Wei Chuyang took Han Xiaohan downstairs to drive the carriage.

"Be careful on the road. If you can't make it back before dark, stay in Qingshan Village for one night and come back tomorrow morning." Jiang Ming stood at the back door and urged.

"I see, why don't you go in. Drive—" Wei Chuyang swung his whip, and the carriage ran out of the alley.Jiang Min saw the carriage turning into the street before returning to the courtyard, and closed the back door smoothly.

When the two arrived at Yi Luo's house, Han Xiaohan was sticky with Yi Luo again, and Wei Chuyang couldn't get in the way. In the end, he had no choice but to go to the house to talk with Han Ying.Since they came out late, they hadn't spoken for long, and the sun was about to set. Yi Luo dragged Han Xiaohan to help in the kitchen, but Wei Chuyang knew everything about needle and thread in Han Ying's room.

"This rabbit meat is so delicious!" Wei Chuyang heard Han Xiaohan's voice when he entered the room after washing his hands.It was already dark, and a dim oil lamp was lit on the table next to the dining table.

"Yi Luo, did you buy rabbit meat today?" Wei Chuyang asked as he sat down, and also picked up a piece of meat, which tasted really good.

"There are ready-made ones at home, why buy them?" Yi Luo replied in a light tone.

off the shelf?Wei Chuyang was stunned for a while, then his eyes widened, and he immediately stood up, ran to the yard, and shouted: "My poor Yangyang, you died so badly!"

Wei Chuyang didn't go out for a long time, and when he came back, he still held a snow-white rabbit in his hand, no matter how you looked at it, it was still the same one.He sat down resentfully, but Yi Luo didn't even look at him.

"This rabbit was hunted with stones, and it was dead when it was brought." Han Ying explained on the side, squinting at his expressionless son.

"I'll give you a hug." Han Xiaohan hugged the rabbit in Wei Chuyang's arms with great interest, took out the rabbit meat in his bowl, picked it up with his hands, and handed it to the rabbit's mouth, "Tutu, I'll give it to you." It’s delicious to eat meat.” But no matter how he stuffed it, the rabbit just kept hiding.

"You're stupid, rabbits are vegetarians. Feed rabbit meat to rabbits, thank you for thinking about it." Wei Chuyang gave Han Xiaohan a white look, then hugged the rabbit back and smoothed it.

"Its eyes are so beautiful." Han Xiaohan tugged on the rabbit's ears with little force, observing its dark brown eyes.

"Can you two give me a good meal?" Yi Luo couldn't bear it anymore.

Han Xiaohan stuck out her tongue and concentrated on eating.Wei Chuyang put the rabbit on the ground, and the rabbit crawled under the table.

"Go and wash your hands." Wei Chuyang bumped Han Xiaohan's arm, and the two returned to the house after washing their hands. Afraid that the rabbit would run outside, Wei Chuyang closed the door, and everyone began to eat quietly.

After dinner, Han Xiaohan naturally stayed at Yi Luo's house, while Wei Chuyang had to go to Zhou Nian's house for a night.Yi Xin and Yi Ren both slept alone, but Yi Ren didn't sleep well, so Wei Chuyang and Yi Xin squeezed in for a night.The farmers got up very early, and Yi Xin's family went to the field after breakfast, and they had to plant potatoes in the next few days.Wei Chuyang went out with them, yawning and walking towards Yi Luo's house.

Yi Luo and the others have already woken up and had breakfast. Yi Luo is going to open a stall today and is waiting for him to come.When he entered, Han Xiaohan was squatting by the well, rinsing his mouth desperately.

"What's wrong with him?" He asked Yi Luo who was packing up baskets.

"Here, drink it, burn it off." Yi Luo didn't answer, but brought him a bowl of light brown liquid.

Wei Chuyang sniffed it, and felt that there was a faint smell of medicinal materials, so he didn't say much. He drank half a bowl in one go, but before he could swallow it completely, his face was wrinkled.

"Hey, what is this? Why is it so bitter!" Wei Chuyang stuck out his tongue.

"The roots of mountain trees are made from water." Yi Luo replied.

Wei Chuyang went to the kitchen and filled two bowls of water, his stomach was full from drinking. When he came out, he had a face-to-face meeting with Han Xiaohan, and saw a few blisters on the corners of his mouth, so he said in surprise, "What's wrong with the corners of your mouth? You're not angry, are you?" I'll let you eat less, and let Yiluo grind another bowl of that mountain tree root for you."

"Schadenfreude!" Han Xiaohan gave him a hard look.

"Wei Chuyang, are you going?" Yi Luo's voice came from the courtyard.

"Coming!" Wei Chuyang left Han Xiaohan and ran outside.

"Xiaohan, take good care of me at home, I'll be back at noon." Yi Luo told Han Xiaohan, got into the carriage, and rushed to the town with Wei Chuyang.