From farming to business

The Su family's parents usually go to bed early, and after arguing with them for a while, they feel a little tired. Yu Feng saw that it was getting late and wanted to send them back, but he was waved and refused. Dao was not that old yet, so let the three clean up. Clean up and rest quickly.

He had no choice but to find the lantern at home and hand it over, telling them to be careful. The roads in the village are uneven and there are many potholes. It is not a joke to fall.

After sending the two of them away, Chang Le rushed to the room in a numb manner, yelling that he was really sleepy, and let them do whatever they wanted without paying attention to him.

Yu Feng laughed and scolded whether he ran so fast because he wanted to avoid doing the dishes, and the person who was stopped in front of the room turned his head and said that he had good eyesight and sense.

As if afraid of being chased and beaten by him, he disappeared behind the door with a "bang" before he finished speaking. He shook his head with a smile and said "stinky boy".

Su Yongyue didn't care about their nonsense, she packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen, and covered the unfinished cakes in the basket. She originally wanted the Su family's parents to take them back, but they said that they couldn't eat too much of such sweets when they were old. He had no choice but to stay.

Yu Feng followed him into the stove room, took the dishes and chopsticks in his hand that were going to be washed, and asked him to wash them first, there was hot water on the stove, so just leave them alone.

Su Yongyue was gently pushed to the side by his shoulders, seeing that the man took over the work he had just done, but he didn't resist the man's kindness.

When the weather is cold, hot water is used more, and the stove is almost never cut off to boil water. Although it is a bit useless, it is convenient to use.

After washing with water, the man's side almost came to an end. Su Yongyue helped to make a new basin of water with a suitable temperature, and signaled the other party to remember to use it, and went back to the room first.

When Yu Feng finished his work and straightened his sleeves and went back, Shuang'er was bending over to make the bed. He was only wearing an undershirt, which was stuck to his back due to his movements, making him look a bit flimsy.

The doors and windows in the house are tightly closed, so it is naturally much warmer than the outside, but the brazier has not been lit yet, and there is still a hint of coolness in this season.

He stepped forward and touched the back of Shuang'er's neck with his hand that had just been soaked in hot water. The other party's hand making the bed paused, then turned his head and gave a questioning look.

"Go up first, it's cold outside." The fingertips that touched his skin felt a little cool, Yu Feng bent down and pulled off the quilt he had just laid, and pushed his hands on his back.

Following his strength, Su Yongyue lifted his legs and climbed onto the bed, and moved to a position near the inside. When he turned his head, the man was checking whether the window was closed tightly.

Yu Feng pressed the window sash to make sure there was no air leakage, then he turned back to the bed in peace, and looked at him with a pair of bright black eyes, as if there were stars in his eyes amidst the flickering candles.

He took off his outer shirt and pants and sat on the bed, pulled the quilt to cover it, reached out and found something from under the pillow, and handed it to Shuang'er to shake it.

Su Yongyue's gaze followed, and what the other person was holding looked like a book, but it was only the size of a palm. After receiving it in his hand, he realized that the outer cover was made of cowhide, and the same leather rope was wrapped around it twice. Tie a knot on one side.

Looking up at the other party with some questions, the man slightly raised his chin to signal him to open it, he retracted his gaze and lowered his head, pulling the knot with his fingertips.

The paper inside was blank, nothing was written on it, it wasn’t the storybook he had imagined, and there was a strange-shaped pen clipped to the side, the pen holder was made of bamboo, but the tip of the pen was not a hair tip, it looked like it should be fixed. Charcoal pencils that go in.

Yu Feng held his hand holding the cowhide book, rubbed his thumb against his slightly cool skin a few times, "Take this with you, and write it down for me if you have anything to say in the future."

He had already finished this book a few days ago, and wanted to wait for his birthday as a gift. The material was limited, so it couldn't be made as conveniently as it is in modern times, but at least he didn't have to scratch it on the ground.

Su Yongyue's fingertips caressed the not-so-regular edge marks, and there were obvious grinding marks on the barrel of the pen. It can be seen that men don't often do this kind of fine work.

Whether it's the ring on the finger or the red string on the wrist, everything the other party gave me was very careful and thoughtful, always keeping his needs and needs in mind.

The fingers holding the book tightened slightly, but quickly loosened as if worried about pinching it, and stroked the paper lightly, smoothing out the shallow wrinkles.

"Write a word to see if it goes well." Looking at his cherished appearance, Yu Feng knew that he liked it in his heart, but this thing was for his use, so don't be reluctant to let it go.

Su Yongyue was a little hesitant, the brand-new paper was really overwhelming, but when she looked up at the man's expectant eyes, she was reluctant to brush off his kindness.

These thoughts only passed in Yu Feng's mind for a moment. In Yu Feng's eyes, Shuang'er paused for a moment, then took the bamboo pen, wrote two words very carefully one by one, and turned it over for him to see. is his name.

The other party's handwriting is not very good, but it is very neat. He wrote his name in the middle of the page, and every stroke reveals the intention of inlaying it.

He stretched out his hand, sketched the two characters vaguely from a certain distance, retracted his hand with a smile, and said, "Write yours on it too."

Su Yongyue complied with his small request, lowered her eyes and wrote her name next to him, and after finishing the last stroke, looked at the two names side by side, with a slight smile on her face.

Yu Feng was obviously very satisfied, he stretched out his hand and clicked on the page, and said: "We want to be like this name, Yu Sheng will join hands."

Hearing this, Su Yongyue raised her eyes to look at the man, who was also looking at him with smiling eyes, and then slowly approached, with a soft touch on her lips.

The hand holding the book trembled slightly, and almost couldn't hold it and fell on the bed. His eyes widened slightly, seeing the man's slightly closed eyes close at hand, he was at a loss for a while, this was the first time, He was so close to himself in his sober state.

Yu Feng paused on his lips for a while and then backed away. Seeing his dazed appearance, he thought it was very cute, then he sighed secretly in his heart, he was still too young...

He stretched out his hand to help the man who hadn't regained consciousness to close the book, carefully tied it with a leather rope, put it under Shuang'er's pillow together with the pen, and touched the other's head, "It's getting late, let's go to bed early."

Su Yongyue was brought back to his senses by his touch, and before he could react, the man supported his shoulders and lay down on the bed. He helped him cover the quilt very thoughtfully, then turned around and got out of bed to blow out the candle.

The room was plunged into darkness. With his eyes open, he could vaguely see the silhouette of the other party through the moonlight outside the window. He groped his way back to bed and lay down beside him.

"Good night."

As the other party's voice sounded, and there was a hand reaching out to help him cover the quilt again, then the room became silent, and gradually there was only the sound of each other's breathing.

Su Yongyue moved her body and lay on her side without disturbing the person who seemed to be asleep. She stared at his blurred side face for a while, and then slowly closed her eyes.

He didn't know what he was looking forward to just now, and he didn't know what he was disappointed at the moment...

Various thoughts were circling in his mind, and he seemed to be in a sleepless sleep. When there was movement around him, he woke up and opened his eyes slightly to look over.

Yu Feng, who was getting up lightly, felt the people around him move. He stopped his legs that had stepped out of the bed, and turned his head to look. It was still dark outside the window, so naturally he couldn't see anything clearly, but he could Feel Shuang'er's gaze.

He searched for the location and groped over, his palm just landed on the other person's head, he leaned closer to the person and bent down, gently kissed Shuang'er's forehead, "Go to sleep, I'm going for a run."

After speaking, he rubbed his hair again, Yu Feng withdrew his hand, turned around and got out of bed, he still didn't forget to cover the quilt back and tuck it up, and didn't turn on the lamp, he got dressed and went out in the gradually getting used to the darkness.

The door panel was closed with a slight sound, and Su Yongyue could still hear the man's footsteps in the courtyard in the silence until another door closing sounded.

He blinked his eyes slowly, turned over and lay flat on the bed, raised his hand as if belatedly, and touched the forehead that still seemed to have tactile sensation.

Half a month has passed since they got married, and Yu Feng would occasionally make this kind of intimacy with him, such as hugging him, or gently kissing him, but the couple's intercourse...has never happened again, like last night The usual slightly closer kiss is only this time.

He rubbed his fingertips on his forehead a few times, and the sister-in-law next door said that after a man gets married, he is like a wolf and a tiger, and he is always keen on such things, thinking about it every day...

That aunt has always been bold and unrestrained, and she didn't shy away from talking about such things. When he heard it, he felt his face flushed, and wondered in his heart that Yu Feng's temperament would also be the same. Now it seems that it is not the case...

Su Yongyue didn't really like the intercourse very much, and she was even a little worried after the wedding night, after all, an inexperienced and drunk man couldn't give him a good experience.

It's just that he doesn't like to touch himself, is he indifferent to this matter, or doesn't like it that much?

After all, although they can have children, their bodies are not as soft as women's, and their feelings are naturally different. Most men still prefer to marry women.

He had overheard two men talking about this before, and at that time he only felt that their minds were full of filth, so he hurried away without listening to a few words.

Now that I think about it now, I am a little concerned. Would Yu Feng... also like women more?

It's not that he doubts the other party's intentions, he was able to celebrate his birthday with such heart yesterday, this friendship is not fake, it's just...

Su Yongyue's brows furrowed unconsciously, he took back the hand still on his forehead and shook his head, propped up on the bed and got up, the moment he was in a daze, the sky outside the window had already turned pale, and light came in from the room.

Anyway, I can't sleep anymore, instead of lying here thinking about it, it's better to go to prepare food earlier. I remember that Chang Le talked about wanting to eat pancakes a few days ago, and I just made it for him today.

The cold in the morning at such a time is a bit stinging. Su Yongyue, who had just come out of the hot bed, opened the door and shrank her neck subconsciously, thinking that the weather seems to be colder today, and the man doesn't know how to wear it when he goes out. Is my clothes enough?

Turning around and closing the door, he rubbed his hands and went to the stove, where Mr. Fired a pot of hot water and poured it into a crock that can keep warm for a short time, and then added water to the pot to cook porridge.

When the first pancake came out of the pan, there was movement in Chang Le's room. He walked into the stove with a dazed face that had just woken up, sniffed and moved closer to him, "It smells so good."

Seeing that he stretched out his hand and was about to take it, Su Yongyue slapped it, the other party let out a cry of pain and withdrew his hand, looking at him sadly.

Chang Le rubbed the back of her hand, defeated by the staring eyes of the other party, obediently turned around and went to wash her hands first, the young husband was too powerful for him to offend.

When Yu Feng pushed open the courtyard door dripping with sweat, the smell of pancakes wafted into his nose, he sniffed a few times and smiled, knowing that his husband was making delicious food again.

When he entered the stove, he saw Chang Leshou eating by the stove with his mouth full of oil, and when he came back he greeted him vaguely, his cheeks were bulging.

Yu Feng laughed at him, he really didn't have the slightest appearance, he had to squat here if there were no good tables and chairs in the main room, and the other party immediately replied that he was just fresh out of the pot.

He smiled and shook his head, turned around to fetch water to wash his face, thinking that Su Yongyue was too lazy to talk to him if he let others mess around with a calm face.

After washing, I don't want the boy to be an eyesore here, and told him to move all the food to the main room, and squeezed Shuang'er's shoulders and said hard work, that's enough, let people go to eat first.

Su Yongyue nodded in agreement and took out the cakes in the pan, and the man took over and asked him to wash his hands, and the water was ready for him.

In addition to the porridge and pancakes, there is also a plate of shredded white radish, which is refreshing and crisp, just right for the oily pancakes. It tastes similar to the ones made by grandma in my memory. Yu Feng didn't even bother to move after eating, thinking that he would one day To be fattened.