Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

Jiang Jun just looked at Yao Yan like this, without blinking his eyes. Yao Yan showed a smile, "Brother Jiang San wants to be my follower?"

Seeing that he didn't understand his hint, Jiang Jun was so angry that his teeth itch. He grabbed Yao Yan's shoulder, rubbed the other's hair into a mess, and looked at the screaming Yao Yan with a comfortable smile.

"You're thinking about farting."

Yao Yan groaned and put his head on Jiang Jun's stomach.

"Don't learn how to speak from me!"

This is what Yao Yan said when teasing Jiang Jun. I don't want Jiang Jun to write it down, and use it to ridicule Yao Yan from time to time.

Looking down at Yao Yan who was bumping his head left and right on his stomach, Jiang Jun looked deeply at the other's swaying waist, "Brother Yan."

His voice was hoarse.

Yao Yan retreated immediately.

He straightened his hair as if nothing had happened, and walked forward without looking sideways, "Oh, the pigweed over there is so tender, I have to hurry up and guard it, Brother Jiang, hurry up."

After speaking, he walked over there quickly.

"I know how to run."

Jiang Jun, who was still on the spot, stretched out his hand to touch his stomach, looked at Yao Yan who was standing on a high place with a basket on his back, and waved to him.

The corners of Jiang Jun's mouth curled slightly, and he followed.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and Yao Yan was afraid of the cold. After making charcoal at home, he stayed by the charcoal all the time except for necessary things.

Because of this, Yang also laughed, "Thanks to the fact that we saved charcoal this year, otherwise you would have to hide under the quilt to avoid the cold."

Yao Yan chuckled, and pulled the sweet potatoes under the charcoal, "No way, we have such good parents, so naturally we don't want us to suffer from the cold."

Yao Cheng, who was peeling sweet potatoes next to him, nodded repeatedly, "That's right."

Hearing these words, Father Yao and Mrs. Yang felt sweet in their hearts. After laughing for a while, Father Yao got up and went to visit.

It's a cold day, there's not much work in the field, and the elders are sick from boredom, so Father Yao will go out to visit every day, and in the afternoon, men or wives from other families will come to visit their house again.

In short, those people are not getting along with each other.

Yang's good sister is Lin, who is not far from the village. Lin is not tall, and she speaks softly and kindly.

But there is only such a person, but she manages the tall and burly man in the family submissively, and most women in the village envy her very much.

Also consulted privately.

Not long after Father Yao left, Mrs. Lin came. She was carrying a small cloth bag, which was full of needlework. No, Mrs. Yang led her into the fire room with a smile.

"Aunt Lin."

Yao Yan and Yao Cheng sat aside and greeted Mrs. Lin.

Lin responded, and looked at Yao Yan who wrapped himself up like a pupa with a smile, "Erlang has the same habit of being afraid of the cold, just like my Shiro. He doesn't go out recently because he is afraid of frostbite."

"Speaking of frostbite, our Dalang suffers from it every year," Mrs. Yang answered Lin's words, and soon the two sides began to communicate.

Yao Cheng, who was under the pressure, had to stretch out his hand from time to time to show Lin how severe his frostbite was.

Yao Yan couldn't help laughing, but it was in front of Lin's face, so he got up, "Mother, I'm going out for a walk too."

"Yes, come back earlier," Yang said.

Yao Cheng wanted to go, but he still had work to do. He wanted to carve a wooden hairpin for Wang Xiaohua, so he asked the carpenter in the village for advice.

He also got up and said he was going to find Uncle Carpenter.

So there were only Yang and Lin in the fire room.

Lin narrowed her eyes, "I think your Erlang has also opened up, and it's time for you to see each other."

"What's the point?" Yang sighed, pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "I'm not in a hurry here, but his aunts are pushing me hard."

It can be said that the girls are all from the village over there.

"I know they're looking at Erlang's father's house and field," Yang frowned, "but Erlang is willing to do that, but if I let him go back to the village over there, he won't think too much about it."

Mrs. Lin nodded, "Indeed, and besides, I have feelings for the people here, so suddenly asking him to go back there to get married is something that everyone would think about."

Yao Yan didn't know that the people on his father's side were still thinking about his marriage, so he almost jogged to Jiang Jun's house.

Compared to the liveliness of Yao's house, Jiang Jun's place is deserted.

Jiang Jun was the only one in the fire room. He sat there alone, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed. He didn't know if he was asleep, or if no one spoke and wanted to sleep.

"Brother Jiang?"

Yao Yan poked his head out from the door, seeing Jiang Jun's pitiful appearance, he frowned.

Jiang Jun opened his eyes and looked at him with a smile, "Yo, where did this little mountain mouse come from?"

"What little mountain mouse?"

Yao Yan was not happy anymore. After entering the room, he opened the door of the fire room, half-closed the door, went to sit in front of the fire, "Do I look like a mouse?"

"Let me take a closer look."

Jiang Jun stretched out his hand to stabilize Yao Yan's head, forcing him to face him.

"How should I put it?" Jiang Jun frowned, looking carefully, "Looks like a little fool."

"Pooh!"

Yao Yan grabbed his hand and pulled it lightly, but when he was about to let go, Jiang Jun held his hand back.

His palm was big and warm, holding Yao Yan's hand warmly, Yao Yan lowered his eyes to look at the hands they held together.

Seeing that he didn't break free, Jiang Jun was overjoyed.

But he didn't push himself further, but after playing with it for a while, he let go of his hand, and then pulled out the round beans from the side of the fire. They were already roasted, but because he was afraid of getting cold, Jiang Jun piled them on the fire In the wood ash with residual temperature next to it.

"Come."

Jiang Jun picked the biggest one and handed it to Yao Yan.

Yao Yan took over, and the warmth of the round beans made his eyes widen, "Why did you roast so much?"

"Don't you like to eat?"

Jiang Jun also took a small round bean, peeled off the skin and ate slowly.

"Then how did you know I was coming today?"

Yao Yan asked curiously.

Jiang Jun stared for a moment, then smiled and said, "I don't know if you are coming, but I have to prepare."

Yao Yan was very moved when he heard this.

But Jiang Jun's next sentence was, "Otherwise, the mountain mouse would have to make a fuss if it didn't have anything to eat. I can't coax it."

"If you don't make fun of me every day, don't you feel uncomfortable every day?"

Yao Yan gnawed on the round beans angrily, and Jiang Jun saw his cheeks bulge.

Not only smiled lightly, "Have you forgotten what you said before?"

"What?"

Yao Yan was a little choked, picked up the warm water on the fire platform, and drank it in small sips.

"Hitting is kissing, scolding is love."

Jiang Jun jumped out word by word.

Yao Yan's face froze, and seeing Jiang Jun looking at him seriously, he couldn't help twitching his mouth slightly, "I said, this is just a joke, have you really put it into practice?"

Hearing this, Jiang Jun raised his lips, leaned over to Yao Yan, and said in an ambiguous tone, "Brother Yan means that he knows me..."

"Snapped!"

There was a knock on the courtyard door.

Yao Yan got up and walked out, "Who is it?"

Jiang Jun: ...

He took a deep breath, got up a little angrily, and wanted to see who was interrupting his good business!

But when he saw Yao's father and son entering the courtyard, he didn't feel any dissatisfaction.

"Yao Sibo, hurry up into the fire room, it's very cold today," and then looked at Yao Cheng, "Brother Yao, you haven't been here for a long time, how are you doing?"

Father Yao and Yao Yan entered the fire room, but Yao Cheng was intimidated by the name.

He grabbed the smiling Jiang Jun, raised his hand to touch the other's forehead, and finally frowned and said, "You don't have a fever, what's wrong with you?"

"...what's wrong?"

Jiang Jun tried his best to keep smiling.

But Yao Cheng felt that the other party's smile was really stiff, so he couldn't help but shudder, then let go of him, and made a defensive gesture at Jiang Jun, "Who are you? Where did you get Jiang Laosan? "

Jiang Jun gritted his teeth.

"what do you mean?"

This tone made Yao Cheng feel the familiar Jiang Jun. He stopped his movements and looked at him with a smile, "You have never called me big brother before."

"But you are a month older than me," Jiang Jun looked at him.

"Is my name wrong? Could it be that I want to be my younger brother? That's right, I'll just be the eldest brother."

"Don't," Yao Cheng stopped him, "Call me Big Brother."

You can be an older brother, why should you be a younger brother?

"How about you eating cold wind outside?"

Yao Yan's curious voice came from the fire room.

"Nope," Jiang Jun replied, walked into the fire room first, looked at Yao Yan and his son with a smile, "Spoken a few words to Big Brother Yao."

Yao Cheng, who suddenly had a younger brother, was not very happy. After entering the fire room, he saw Yao Yan dividing the round beans, and immediately stretched out his hand, "I'll have one too."

Father Yao clicked his tongue when he heard the words, "I said you are also very annoying, if you can't make it, just buy one, you have to be stubborn."

"what?"

Yao Yan and Jiang Jun were curious.

"The hairpin," Yao Cheng ate the round beans dejectedly, "I can't do anything well. I went to the carpenter's uncle's house today, and another one broke. They don't want to teach me anymore."

"Of course." Father Yao snorted softly, "You are not his apprentice, do you seem to be bad for his reputation?"

"It's not that serious, is it?"

Yao Yan looked at Yao Cheng.

Yao Cheng chuckled, "That's what I said, but I also feel embarrassed, so I don't plan to go."

"Want to make a wooden hairpin?"

Jiang Jun rubbed his chin, "I know a little bit, I can teach you, but it's not so pretty compared to the ones sold in the town."

He uses form as form.

"Whatever it is, I'll give it a try."

Yao Cheng said immediately.

Without further ado, Jiang Jun went to get the wooden hairpin he had just made yesterday, "That's it."

Yao Yan and Father Yao leaned over.

Yao Yan fell in love with it right away. Unlike the regular hairpins sold in the town, the hairpin made by Jiang Jun is a bit crooked. If you look closely, you can tell that the wooden strips are in this shape.

"nice!"

Yao Yan laughed.

Yao Cheng also thought it looked pretty good, "Then I'll learn from you!"

"You go over there to choose the wooden sticks, and I'll teach you after you've chosen," Jiang Jun called the person away with one sentence, and he took advantage of the opportunity to sit beside Yao Yan and handed over the wooden hairpin.

"give you."

Yao Yan glanced at Father Yao who was drinking water, and said in a low voice, "This is something from the girl's house."

"Who said it was worn by the girl's family?"

Jiang Jun took off his wooden hairpin, "This is for men."

Yao Yan carefully looked at the two wooden hairpins in front of him, they were exactly the same.

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biubiubiu感谢在2020-11-2013:50:44~2020-11-2019:07:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!