Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

After reaching the town, Yao Cheng was the first to get out of the car. He ran around the car twice, his feet kept jumping, he rubbed his hands vigorously, and breathed white air.

Yao Yan was grabbed by Jiang Jun and got out of the car together. Their clothes were baggy, and their hands were tightly clenched under the sleeves, and no one noticed.

Everyone walked with their heads buried in the cold wind, who would look around for nothing.

Besides, there is snow on the ground, and many people are walking with each other, which is not very strange for them.

Watching the two walking towards the town, Yao Cheng hurriedly followed. He grabbed Jiang Jun's other arm and said shiveringly, "It's too cold today!"

"Brother, hold on," Yao Yan said softly, shrinking his neck, "there will be hot tea soon."

Yao Cheng nodded sharply, "I want to drink enough!"

Yao Yan nodded repeatedly, and said, "I want it too!"

"I want to drink."

Glancing at Yao Cheng, and then at Yao Yan with shining eyes, Jiang Jun said suddenly.

Wine, that thing is a good thing in the winter, although it is spicy, but not long after drinking it, the whole body is warm and comfortable.

Yao Cheng swallowed, and Yao Yan blinked twice.

"Drink? I invite you."

Jiang Jun's words made the Yao Cheng brothers nod like chickens pecking at rice.

So, the three of them diverted to the tavern.

There are few people in the bistro.

Most of them were called home to drink, and there were also two or three alcoholics who were not afraid of the cold, and they gambled at the same table while drinking.

"Let's drink less."

When Jiang Jun called his buddy, Yao Yan quickly took his hand and said softly.

"I know." Jiang Jun nodded and smiled at him.

"You can't let mother know that we're drinking," Yao Cheng also said.

After a pot of hot wine was served, Jiang Jun ordered three more side dishes.

The three drank wine happily and ate small dishes.

Half an hour later, the three of them left the tavern to buy the New Year's goods that Mrs. Yang had given her. Jiang Jun bought some by himself, and then they left the town and got on the ox cart.

"Why do you buy cloth?"

Yao Yan leaned into Jiang Jun's ear and asked.

"I'll make clothes for you." Jiang Jun smiled.

Yao Yan blushed, grabbed his hand and whispered, "Who is the blue one for?"

"For auntie," Jiang Jun scratched the palm of the opponent's palm with his fingers, and couldn't help letting out a muffled laugh when he saw the other party looking at Yao Cheng with a guilty conscience.

At this time, Yao Cheng didn't pay attention to their side, but tensed up all over, wanting to return home as soon as possible.

After arriving home, several people changed their clothes, drank hot water, and kept warm by the fire.

We had a good chat at first, but Yao Yan felt dizzy. He raised his hand and touched his forehead, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Jiang Jun.

There were only three of them in the fire room. Seeing this, Jiang Jun hurried over, but found that Yao Yan's face was abnormally red, so he quickly reached out his hand to touch the other's cheek.

"Are you having a fever?"

Jiang Jun frowned.

"You can't blow the wind after drinking," Yao Yan wrinkled his face, "We forgot."

Yao Cheng watched Jiang Jun lean over to touch Yao Yan's face, but was still in a daze. Hearing this, he hurried over, "Oh, we forgot."

Yao Yan looked at the two with normal faces, and couldn't believe it, "Are you all okay?"

"It's okay," Yao Cheng patted his face, "I don't feel anything right now, oh, I'm just a little hungry."

Yao Yan: ...

"Go back to your room and sleep for a while," Jiang Jun pursed his lips, urged Yao Yan into the room, then put on the bamboo hat and went out.

Yao Cheng was worried about Yao Yan, he brought hot water for a while, went in to test the temperature for a while, and the door opened and closed for a while, making Yao Yan unable to sleep because of the noise.

The whole person felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

Mrs. Yang, who was still busy in the kitchen, went into the fire room but didn't see the three boys, just in time to see Yao Cheng coming out of Yao Yan's room, and immediately went over, "What's the matter?"

Yao Cheng lowered his head, "The second child has a fever."

"Fever?" Father Yao who came out of the hut quickened his pace when he heard this, and asked Yao Cheng with a frown, "Why do you have a fever?"

Yao Cheng faltered.

Yang quickly went to look at Yao Yan, and was relieved when she found that it wasn't that hot.

She stared at Yao Yan, "Don't follow me, you must go."

Isn't it uncomfortable to stay at home with such a strong cold wind?

"I want to go, mother, don't be angry," Yao Yan said in a low voice, laughing with an abnormally red face, "It smells so good, mother finished frying the meat?"

"It's finished frying, you have to hurry up, or you won't be able to eat good food."

Yang got up, and Yao Cheng's voice came from outside.

"Have you gone to get the medicine?"

Yao Yan also heard this, he couldn't help but sat up and looked out the window.

But the windows were closed tightly, and nothing could be seen.

"Lie down, I'll go take a look."

Yang said quickly.

Seeing Mrs. Yang, Jiang Jun immediately admitted his mistake, "Auntie, it's my fault. I treated Brother Yan to a drink, and the cold wind blew on the way back, so..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Yang also knew the temperament of the second child. Even if Jiang Jun refused to let the other party drink, the other party would still want to drink, "I don't think it's that serious, just drink some medicine and you'll be fine."

Jiang Jun took over the job of boiling the medicine, Yao Yan sipped the medicine that the other party gave him, raised his eyes and said with a smile, "Looking at your serious look, it seems like I'm about to die."

"To shut up!"

It was rare for Jiang Jun to speak to him so fiercely.

Yao Yan groaned and fell on the bed, "You are so fierce, it hurts my head."

"...I was wrong, drink the medicine quickly."

Jiang Jun expressed caution.

Yao Yan didn't do anything anymore, and after obediently drinking the medicine, Jiang Jun stuffed him into the bed again, and the other party gently touched his face, "Hey, I'll accompany you tonight."

"Aren't you too brave?"

Yao Yan's eyes widened.

"I told my aunt," Jiang Jun said to Yang Shi. He was worried that Yao Yan would not be able to call anyone at night, so he moved here to sleep at night. Yang Shi felt guilty when he saw him, even though they didn't blame him, But Jiang Jun won't forgive himself for a while.

After much deliberation, let the other party go.

In the cold night, Yao Yan nestled in Jiang Jun's warm arms, his little head bit by bit, Jiang Jun looked funny, raised his hand to hold Yao Yan's little head, and let him bury him in his arms.

"Sleep if you can't bear it."

Yao Yan sniffed his scent greedily, and rubbed his warm face against Jiang Jun's chest, "Third brother."

"Ok?"

"Why are you so nice?"

"how am I?"

Jiang Jun was dumb.

"Okay," Yao Yan wrapped his arms around his waist, his voice sticky, "it's all right."

"Fool," Jiang Jun hugged him tightly. In the dark night, his eyes were dim. After being with Yao Yan, he didn't give Yao Yan anything, but made him sick. However, this little guy still feels Good for yourself.

Jiang Jun's heart was very painful.

After Yao Yan fell asleep, Jiang Jun planted a kiss on his forehead...

Jiang Jun's family's Nian pig and Yao Yan's family's Nian pig were slaughtered together. Jiang Jun made the meat into bacon and hung it in Yao's house.

When eating on New Year's Eve, Yao Yan was alive and kicking again.

He ate the croquettes with big mouthfuls, and said to Yang with a happy face, "Mother, your fried meatballs are delicious!"

Because Yao Yan wanted to eat dry fried meatballs, Mrs. Yang left a small plate for him.

"Then eat more, boss, youngest, you all eat."

Hearing Yang's name for Jiang Jun, Yao Yan couldn't help laughing, "There is someone behind me."

Hearing this, Jiang Jun raised his eyebrows, "You want to call me third brother?"

That expression was a bit dangerous, Yao Yan shook his head hastily and buried himself in hard work.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone sat in the fire room to watch the new year.

During the period, Father Yao talked about some strange things he encountered when he was young, that is, he made up ghost stories based on his own experiences.

But Yang didn't care, she listened with gusto.

Yao Yan and Jiang Jun were also fascinated.

In the early hours of the morning, Yao Yan couldn't bear it any longer, and dragged Jiang Jun back to his room to sleep.

Yao Cheng cheerfully continued to listen to Yao's father. Yang looked at the backs of Yao Yan and the two, and wanted to say that the illness was cured and that the two could sleep separately, but it was too deliberate to bring it up now.

Yang could only swallow the words that were almost on his lips.

After staying for another half an hour, the three of them went back to their rooms to rest.

When passing by the door of Yao Yan's house, Mrs. Yang deliberately pricked up her ears to listen.

But nothing was heard.

Yang was dragged away by Yao's father.

After they left, Yao Yan pushed Jiang Jun away, breathing heavily.

"Tell you not to come..."

"...can't bear it."

A good night's sleep.

As soon as Yao Yan opened his eyes on New Year's Day, a red envelope sealed in red paper was handed over.

Yao Yan followed the hand holding the red seal and saw Jiang Jun sitting by the bed, looking at him with a smile.

"For me?"

"Your." Jiang Jun handed it forward, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year!"

Yao Yan took it with a smile, put it under the pillow, put on his clothes, and took out a pair of gloves from the closet.

"This is for you," Yao Yan blushed a little, "You know, my private money is pitifully small, and I have to spend it on tea, so I have to make you a pair of gloves out of rabbit skin."

Jiang Jun was very happy, "I like it very much."

The eyes of the two met, and when the atmosphere gradually heated up, Yao Cheng slammed on the door, "It's time to eat!"

After breakfast, Mrs. Yang prepared a basket for Jiang Jun, which contained sacrificial dishes.

"Aunt..."

Jiang Jun squeezed the handle of the basket, his eyes were slightly hot.

"Don't say polite words," Yang looked at him with a smile, "The road on the mountain is not easy to walk, so please be careful."

Looking at Yao Yan and Yao Cheng who were getting ready to go out, Jiang Jun finally understood what the other party meant by you.

The graves of Grandpa Yao and his wife were right next to the Yao family's vegetable field, so it would not be too late to worship Yao Yan and the others when they came back, but Jiang Jun's parents and elder brother were all on the mountain.

I have to go back.

"So lovely."

Standing on the hillside, looking at the vast expanse of whiteness at the foot of the hill, Yao Yan said.

"It's a good thing the snow stopped, otherwise the road would be difficult to walk," Yao Cheng was so cold that his teeth chattered.

It is colder when the snow melts than when it snows.

When they arrived at the Jiang family cemetery, the three of them cleared the snow around the grave first, then placed tribute, lit the sacrificial cannon, and knelt and kowtowed to the sound of the cannon.

Jiang Jun and Yao Yan kowtowed side by side.

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