Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

The cold hands began to warm up, only a pair of scarlet eyes were extremely hot, and crystal teardrops fell down one after another.

Xie Feng covered his eyes, he didn't want to cry, he didn't want to make himself look so vulnerable.But he couldn't control it, he couldn't stop a beast named Gentle from eroding his heart step by step.

He is used to licking his wounds alone, but people are greedy, they yearn for warmth.

Xie Feng wept sobbingly, wiped his cheeks clean, then suddenly raised his head to look at Song Jingwen, and said fiercely, "Then why did you stop me, don't you want me to go out to earn money?"

Humming and chirping, the voice of crying just now was sticky, and the nasal cavity overflowed with sweet and greasy coquettishness.

Suddenly, a moist, soft touch swept over the cracks of his lips, different from the previous kisses that were like a touch of water, this one was fresh and hot.

Xie Feng was shocked, and hurriedly pushed Song Jingwen away, his eyes widened, he was ashamed and annoyed, and he stammered, "You you you...how are you?"

He didn't hold back a complete sentence for a long time.

Song Jingwen has always been talking on paper. He is obviously a rookie, but he insists on pretending to be a veteran in the field of love.

He licked his lower lip eagerly, and pulled Xie Feng uprightly with a blushing face, "What's the matter with me, it's like this between husband and wife, and I still stick out my tongue, what a fuss."

Xie Feng rarely showed a ignorant expression on his face. It turned out that he overreacted because he was ignorant. He shyly patted the dust off Song Jingwen's clothes, and said embarrassingly, "Well, then I have to say hello first. Otherwise, I will I will push you away subconsciously, and it’s not good if you fall. Look at the way you fall, if I have stronger hands, you will have to fall to the ground.”

From Song Jingwen's point of view, Xie Feng's crow's eyelashes moved up and down, fanning his heart one after another.He helped him up, shook his arm coquettishly, "Don't go to Mr. Sun's house tomorrow."

Xie Feng was puzzled, and asked doubtfully, "Didn't you say you won't stop me?"

He said softly and cruelly with a straight face, "Hmph, as expected, what mother said is right, all men are liars, it's just the difference between a big liar and a small liar."

Song Jingwen pouted aggrievedly, and hugged Xie Feng from behind, "I came tonight because I want you to work for me and pay you. It's even more generous than Mr. Sun's family, fifty yuan a day. Even going to his house, is it possible that Sun Dahu is more handsome than me?"

The warm breath sprayed on his ears, and the skin around Xie Feng's ears trembled, as if he had been licked by something, and his body froze motionless.

Xie Feng tilted his head to avoid him, sneered ungratefully as if he had realized something, "I don't want your money, your grandma doesn't like me, if I take your money, she will look down on me even more I want to make money by myself, although I can’t compare to you. But I dried dried mushrooms and dried bamboo shoots, blanched them, and then sold them in the town. If I can earn a fortune, I’ll make a fortune first.”

Then she glanced at him shyly, "Mosquito legs are also meat. As long as you don't change your mind, I will save more dowry for myself so that you won't suffer."

Some grievances were vaguely hidden in the bold words, Xie Feng's eyes were deep, and he looked straight into Song Jingwen's soul.

Song Jingwen rubbed his head in a funny way, "It's not that I want my money. You do work for others, and you do it for me. If you don't agree, don't I have to find a helper? Besides, are you still going out with me? If you can cultivate feelings, you are not afraid that I will be fascinated by the girls in the town?"

A deep voice came from the top of his head, muffled and very provocative.

Xie Feng heard the words, raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, "How dare you!"

The little milk cat stretched out its sharp paws and pressed against his throat, "I'm not going, I'll ask someone to bring a letter to Sun Dahu. Also, I don't want fifty cash, you can just give me something. You can't let people say that I took advantage of you."

Xie Feng couldn't help lamenting that he was bewitched by Song Jingwen, and even gave up his high salary of 45 Wen for him.He didn't think how much money Song Jingwen could earn in a day. Take chili sauce as an example, the price is not low, but chili is already expensive, so how can he make much money.

He will be doing free work for his future husband. In this way, Mrs. Song can somewhat get rid of her prejudice against him.

Song Jingwen smiled and said nothing, explaining some things is useless, we must use facts to speak.

The next day, Song Jingwen went to the fish pond to check the growth of the shrimp seedlings, and then drove the ducklings out for a walk.When he came back, Xie Feng was already waiting at the door.

"Go in, have you eaten?" Song Jingwen smiled and took Xie Feng's hand, pointing to his ducks, a bunch of fluffy creatures quacking around his feet, "Look at my duck army .”

The corners of Xie Feng's eyes curled up, and he looked left and right in the yard, and there was a slight change in the Song family's yard.There is an area dedicated to drying chili peppers, and another area dedicated to selling spicy shrimp and chili sauce.

"I've eaten it. You said you're going to sell skewers today, where are they? What do skewers look like?" Xie Feng squatted on the ground and touched the fluff on the duckling, tilting his head curiously.

At this time, Mrs. Song was busy in the kitchen.Xie Feng came so early, he still came for dinner, probably to save the Song family a bite of food.

Song Jingwen hummed, squatted down beside Xie Feng, hooked his neck and said, "There is no rush today, we will prepare materials at home, sell them at the intersection in the evening, and go to town tomorrow."

Xie Feng had no objection and nodded meekly.

The intersection is the only way for several villages to go to Ningchang Town, and it is just outside the village entrance of Shipo Village.

Song Jingwen wanted to stew the bones when he went out in the morning, but there was only one stove and a big pot at home, so he could only serve spicy shrimp.

Song Shishan and Song Shihai took the spicy prawns to the town after Mrs. Song made them, and then Hu Xiu continued to cook.

Mrs. Song was busy finishing a pot of spicy shrimp. When she came out of the stove, she saw two people squatting in the yard. She was startled. She held her heart and staggered a step with an "ouch".

"Die, why are you squatting there and not making a sound. You're going to scare me to death, old woman."

Hearing the movement, Song Jingwen quickly stood up to help Mrs. Song, and smiled innocently, "Grandma, this is the helper I am looking for. It is so beautiful, why did it scare you."

"It's the eldest grandson," it turned out to be the eldest grandson, so it's all right, it's all because I didn't see clearly and screamed.

Taking a closer look, there is another ugly guy who is well-known in the village.Early in the morning, lonely men and widowed men squatted in the yard, let the broken-mouthed people see it, maybe how to arrange it.

Mrs. Song gave him a heartbroken look, "What kind of helper can't be found, and you insist on looking for him?"

Xie Feng stood up in embarrassment, and suddenly regretted that he should have come to Song's house wearing a headscarf.Song Jingwen quietly blocked Mrs. Song's probing gaze, and said with a smile, "I just want to look for him, and let my savior not look for it. Wouldn't it be scolded as a white-eyed wolf?"

Mrs. Song choked for a moment, frowned and said, "The meal is ready, let's eat."

After walking two steps, he stopped again, "You can eat together, our Song family can still afford a meal."

After speaking, she took small steps and walked to the utility room without looking back. She wanted to see how the last batch of peppers were drying.

Song Jingwen pinched Xie Feng's finger bones and shrugged, "Grandma is just like that. In fact, she is soft-hearted. Let's go, let's have dinner together."

Xie Feng refused with a blushing face, "I'll dig taro, you go eat."

The problem of the century, the daughter-in-law and grandma fell into the water at the same time.

Song Jingwen was caught in the middle, he was in a dilemma, he smiled and moved out of the way, "You go, when the time comes, grandma will say that you don't know what's good."

Song Jingxue looked at the old lady Song's speech, pouted and rubbed his upper and lower lips, "Hmph, that brother from the Xie family still doesn't like our family's food, and he doesn't even eat it. No one has eyesight to see."

Poor Xie Feng finished his meal fidgeting like a boiled prawn.Xie Feng sipped the porridge timidly, but there was an uneasy person beside him.

Song Jingwen pressed his face on the ground and rubbed it several times during a meal.As long as Xie Feng's eyes stay on a dish for a few more seconds, he will definitely rush to grab it into Xie Feng's bowl before others.

A few men had to rush to the town, and after a hasty meal, they set off with wooden baskets on their backs.

After the meal, the women chewed their tongues and questioned Mrs. Song, with a very firm tone, "Is Song Jingwen interested in Xie Feng? Are the two seeing each other right?"

These words were all blocked by Mrs. Song with her own strength. She pinched the two daughters-in-law angrily, "Do your work, bitches with a bad mouth."

Song Jingwen chased after Xie Feng, laughing and cursing echoed in the field, Xie Feng wiped off the sweat on his face and smiled happily.

Song Jingwen threw the man down from behind, and the two rolled into someone's wheat field, covered in wheat husks.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Song Jingwen put himself under Xie Feng's body, Xie Feng lay firmly on his chest, blushing, "Do all the nonsense!"

Song Jingwen propped up his upper body, and the more embarrassed he was, the more he wanted to rant, "What the hell, we're rehearsing in advance. Give them a period of adaptation, come to my house more often, I'm not afraid they will object. How do you say that? Love the house and the crow."

Song Jingwen straightened his waist obscenely, and raised his eyebrows in a rogue manner, "We are aboveboard! When you turn eighteen, I will go to your house to propose marriage."

Xie Feng stopped moving immediately, like a cat smelling fishy, ​​he confirmed with suspicion and surprise, "Really?"

As if he hated being married, he hurriedly reported his birthday, "I, my birthday is March [-]th."

Now it's not a question of whether the relationship is deep or not. The two of them look like glue, and even a blind person can see the little pink bubbles that pop up between them from time to time.Song Jingwen was considering Xie Feng's ability to give birth to a child, so at least he had to wait until he was an adult before he could do it himself, otherwise it would be too beastly.

Song Jingwen secretly made a note of it, and tried to make Mrs. Song let go during this period of time.

Song Jingwen had already dug up a basket, but Xie Feng dug up half of the basket of taro in a daze, and many of them were chopped into two pieces.

The two returned to Song's house, steamed the taro on the stove, and then peeled the skin.Song Jingwen mixed the melted sugar water with the taro paste, and pressed them into nice shapes one by one.

Song Jingwen's mashed taro was not as good as Xie Feng's, so he quietly retreated to the second line, and secretly stuffed the ugly mashed taro he made into Xie Feng's mouth.

When the fingertips touched the soft lips, Song Jingwen withdrew his hand in shock, turned his head and continued to feed as if addicted.

Xie Feng turned his head away, and under Song Jingwen's guidance, he made taro cakes again, his eyes shining with admiration.He happily fed the most beautiful rabbit taro paste into Song Jingwen's mouth. Now, both of them have the same sweet taste in their mouths!

The author has something to say: Boss Song’s diary on March 14, [-]th Yuanlong calendar

Today, my grandma and I went to Xie Feng's house to propose marriage, hey, his mother is really fierce.His brother always thought it was wrong to look at me like I was crazy.

Note: Wheat entered the Central Plains in the Bronze Age, and barley in the Iron Age.The specific date is after 2000 BC, and wheat appeared earlier than barley.