Vicious cannon fodder loves farming

After tidying up the kitchen, Yao Yan poured water to wash his face and hands, and then found Zhao Hengliang who was sitting at the gate of the courtyard to cool off as usual.

He walked over and sat down beside Zhao Hengliang, Zhao Hengliang carefully moved to the side, Yao Yan just pretended that he didn't see his small movements.

It was already dark at this time, Zhao's position in the village was relatively high, and most of the village could be seen from the gate of this courtyard, and several houses could still be seen with bright lights at this time.

Coupled with the faint moonlight, and one or two fireflies that occasionally fly by, it looks peaceful and elegant.

"What is the county like?"

Just when Zhao Hengliang didn't know how to get along with Yao Yan, he heard the other party ask.

He thought for a while, and replied, "It's very big, as big as ten towns, and there are many people."

After I finished speaking, I felt that I had said some nonsense.

So he remedied, "In addition to the county government, there is also a county college in the county seat. There are hundreds of students in it, and the sound of books can be heard even passing by..."

Zhao Hengliang described the county as prosperous and lively.

"However, there are many places that are more prosperous and lively than the county seat. For example, Liucheng, which is the closest to us, even ordinary people have to spend at least two taels of silver a month."

They are farmers, save a little, and the couple only spends two taels of silver in half a year.

Yao Yan listened with gusto, "Then how many people are there in your security agency?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hengliang stopped talking.

"Don't worry, I have no evil intentions," Yao Yan chuckled, looked sideways at Zhao Hengliang, and met his slightly embarrassed face, "I just want to know you better."

Zhao Hengliang was taken aback when he heard the words, and then hurriedly turned his head to look at the night scene outside, "I, there are three escorts in our escort agency, twelve escorts, and the troopers..."

After listening, Yao Yan asked again, "I remember my aunt said that you are a bodyguard master, so where do you rank in the bodyguard bureau?"

"Arranged by age, I am the tenth old man, and the people in the bodyguard call me Zhao Shi."

Zhao Hengliang coughed, and replied after the heat on his face dissipated a little.

The two just sat and chatted about various topics. Of course, Yao Yan was the one who asked most of the questions, and Zhao Hengliang answered them.

Mrs. Zhao and old man Zhao sat at the door of the main room, listening to the words of the two people at the courtyard door.

"Da Lang still refuses to admit that he has feelings for others."

Mrs. Zhao snorted softly.

Old man Zhao smiled, "Men, it's all like this. At the beginning, I also had feelings for you, but I was too thin to talk to you. Or was it because I heard that you were about to discuss marriage? I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't sleep at night. , I begged my mother to go to your house to propose marriage the next morning."

Talking about the things when she was young, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help showing nostalgia, "I'm old, we have been married for more than 20 years in a blink of an eye."

"Yes."

Old man Zhao also sighed slightly.

Early June is a good time for apricots to ripen. There is an apricot tree on the left side of Zhao's yard. According to Mrs. Zhao, this apricot tree was planted by Grandpa Zhao in the year Zhao Hengliang was born.

This apricot tree is full of apricots, and the clusters of fruits make people drool. Zhao Hengliang is tall, so without much effort, he hooked the apricot branches full of apricots with a bamboo hook.

"Be careful."

Yao Yan was holding a big basket, and Zhao Hengliang quickly picked off the golden apricots with the other hand and threw them into the basket. Because they were grown naturally without pesticides, many apricots were "broken", revealing a little bit of weathered apricots. The pulp of this apricot is better and sweeter.

It was just such a single apricot tree that actually picked four big baskets, and Mrs. Zhao and his wife were very happy to see it.

"Your uncle loves apricots the most. You are quick on your feet, so bring a big basket over there," Mrs. Zhao said to Zhao Hengliang who was washing his hands.

"Yan'er, let's go too," Mrs. Zhao said with a smile to Yao Yan, "It's not hot today, so I just go out for a walk."

"Okay." Yao Yan glanced at Zhao Hengliang who did not refute, and nodded.

Ever since the two talked for a long time at the gate of the courtyard that night, Zhao Hengliang became much less guarded against him. Although the two seldom went in and out together, their relationship eased a lot.

Mrs. Zhao's natal family is in the next village, and her surname is Yu.

It takes an hour to walk on the main road, but it only takes half an hour to walk on the mountain road, that is, one hour.

Even though it's not hot today, it's still cooler to walk in the mountains, and Yao Yan also likes to be close to nature.

The two villages are close to each other, and naturally there are many marriages, so even a mountain road has been formed and it is very easy to walk.

It was said that he gave apricots to Uncle Yu, but he couldn't really just give them apricots. Mrs. Zhao also prepared a piece of bacon and pickles she had pickled. On top, the apricots were covered with banana leaves.

Zhao Hengliang walked behind, Yao Yan walked in front, and met no one along the way, but saw many birds, the cool wind accompanied by the occasional chirping of birds, and the rustling of leaves made by the wind made Yao Yan Hiko narrowed his eyes happily.

"There is a stream in front, you can sit down and rest."

Yao Yan, who had just heard the sound of water flowing, heard Zhao Hengliang say before he could speak.

"it is good."

He looked back at Zhao Hengliang.

Zhao Hengliang turned his head to look at the tree next to him.

"Can you hunt?"

"Of course it will," Zhao Hengliang nodded. He loved going to the mountains since he was a child, and he was often picked up by old man Zhao when he was a child. It was not until he learned boxing kung fu from his master that old man Zhao felt relieved.

"Then there's no time to wait, let's go hunting in the back mountain together." At this moment, Yao Yan was already walking side by side with Zhao Hengliang, and Zhao Hengliang was in a good mood when he realized this.

"Row."

After turning over the small hill, it is always a downhill road. Compared with the previous road, this section of the road is a bit difficult to walk. Perhaps it is because there is a lot of firewood here. When people from Uncle Zhao Village came to cut firewood, they directly It was pulled down, so the originally bumpy road became smooth.

It would be good if the bottom was flat, but this is a downhill road. If you don't step on it firmly, it is not uncommon to slide down in embarrassment.

So when Zhao Hengliang was worried about whether Yao Yan would fall, Yao Yan stretched out his hand and looked at him.

Zhao Hengliang glanced at the white and tender hands, touched his head, and said, "Wait for me for a while."

As he spoke, he ran nimbly into the nearby woods, and jumped out after a while, but he had a wrist-sized stick in his hand.

Seeing the other party handing one end of the stick to him, Yao Yan twitched the corner of his mouth and looked up at the other party, "I would rather use a stick than my hands?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Zhao Hengliang's face turned red, but he didn't speak, and just passed the stick to him again.

Yao Yan also realized that those words were a little weird, so he stopped being awkward, and obediently stretched out his hand to grab the stick.

After walking like this for about a stick of incense, they finally came out of the forest, and they could see the whole village.

Compared with the village where Zhao's family lives, the living conditions in this village seem to be better, and Yao Yan has seen quite a few of them just with green brick houses.

"That's my uncle's house," Zhao Hengliang said after putting away his stick, pointing to the green brick house in the middle of the village.

Uncle Yu is an old boy, and now he is a teacher in the village. It's not that he doesn't want to be a scholar, but after he got married and his children were born, he still didn't pass the exam, so he simply gave up and pinned his hopes on his three sons. Of the three sons, one loves martial arts, the other loves quotient, and the other is a genius and stupid, which is not material for studying at all.

Originally, I thought that Zhao Hengliang would be able to take the imperial examination, but the conditions of the Zhao family were not very good. Besides, Zhao Hengliang was very active and couldn't study well at all. Uncle Yu had no hope but Zhao Hengliang Liang and his eldest son Yu Chengwu sent him back to his hometown to learn from his master.

But after finishing his studies, Yu Chengwu became a catcher, and Zhao Hengliang became a bodyguard.

Although Uncle Yu was not satisfied with this, he also felt that this was fate.

When Yao Yan and the others arrived at Yu's house, only Yu Chengwu's wife and two four or five-year-old children were there.

This is a pair of twins.

Yao Yan noticed.

Sister-in-law Yu was a little surprised to see Zhao Hengliang bringing a strange young man over, but after Zhao Hengliang introduced her, Sister-in-law Yu also warmly entertained her.

They are all here, so naturally they want to meet Uncle Yu.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Uncle Yu to come back.

Uncle Yu is 50 years old this year. He is fat and has a mustache. His eyes are similar to those of Mrs. Zhao, but they are a little more majestic.

"Uncle."

Yao Yan yelled along with Zhao Hengliang.

Uncle Yu nodded slightly. He also had a good impression of Yao Yan, after all, his own sister was sent back by Yao Yan's natal family.

"When are you going to the county seat?"

"I haven't received the letter yet, but it's coming soon," Zhao Hengliang replied according to the rest time in previous years.

Uncle Yu nodded, "Brother Cheng Wu also came back for two days before you. The martial arts exam is about to start. Are you sure you won't go?"

"Uncle," Zhao Hengliang said with a bitter face, "Even if I pass the martial arts exam, I won't be able to pass the literary exam."

His uncle always thought that he could take the imperial examination.

Uncle Yu's face was a bit regretful when he heard the words, but Zhao Hengliang was so old, he could mention some things, but he couldn't force him to do them.

After the two talked a little more, Sister-in-law Yu brought out the washed apricots, and the twins screamed happily, and Uncle Yu also had a smile on his face because of the excitement of the children.

Uncle Yu and his wife lived with the eldest son Yu Chengwu. After the three sons got married, Uncle Yu divided the family.

The second son Yu Chengcai's family is not in the village, they live in the town, the third son Yu Chengwen's family is in the village, and lives not far away, but Yu Chengwen has always been afraid of uncle Yu, and will not come back when he has nothing to do on weekdays .

After hearing that Zhao Hengliang was coming, Yu Chengwen came over with a drink and talked to him. Uncle Yu didn't bother them, waved his hand and let the young people talk, and went out for a walk with the twins.

Before leaving, he asked Zhao Hengliang and the others to have lunch here.

"I want to go to the county to find something to do." Yu Chengwen's face was a bit bitter, he looked at the blue brick house in front of him, "one elder brother and second brother built a blue brick house in the village, and the other bought a house in the town. I got a house, but your third sister-in-law and I still live in the old house, and I'm the one with the most worthless."

Zhao Hengliang frowned when he heard that, "Brother Cheng Wen, you can't think like that. If you want me to say that you are so good at hand-carving, go to the county town to set up a shop, and sooner or later you will succeed."

"That's what you said," Yu Chengwen was obviously not confident, "but the shops in the county are so expensive, and if I ask my father to borrow money and say that I want to open a shop, he will just scold me to death."

When Yu Chengcai was in business, he was beaten.

Speaking of this, Yu Chengwen stopped mentioning it and turned to other things.

Yao Yan listened quietly to the side. Zhao Hengliang was afraid that he would be bored, so after having a conversation with Yu Chengwen, he took Yao Yan around the village, and finally met Uncle Yu when he came back, and they went back together. to home.

After lunch, Zhao Hengliang and Yao Yan bid farewell. They returned the same way. When they came here, they walked downhill. Now they have to walk uphill when they go back. It is still the same stick, until they turn over the hill and walk slowly. The downhill road is better.

When I got home, Mrs. Zhao was at home, and she greeted her with a smile on her face, "Is Yan'er tired?"

He didn't even glance at his own son.

Zhao Hengliang honestly took out the things given by Uncle Yu and the others, all of which were homemade side dishes, all from his heart.

"Not tired, but fun," Yao Yan described to Mrs. Zhao with bright eyes.

Mrs. Zhao has lived in that village for more than ten years, so she is naturally aware of those people or things, but from Yao Yan's mouth, it feels like another place, which is extremely novel.

While the two were talking, Yao Yan also noticed that someone had taken the stick to his room, and he smiled sullenly, idiot.

It was still early, and Zhao Hengliang was about to go to work in the field, Yao Yan also felt that being idle was meaningless, so he followed Zhao Hengliang to the field with a sickle on his back, and he went to hunt pigweed.

Mrs. Zhao didn't stop her either, sooner or later they were a family, and while the heat was still there and the two children had more contact, Da Lang would have to go back to the county town soon, and things had to be settled before he left.

Today, Zhao Hengliang is doing some light work, such as weeding and so on.

When Yao Yan walked into the field with him, he also met many villagers.

"The one who hit the autumn wind hasn't left yet?"

Villager A frowned, looked at Yao Yan's back and said to his companion.

"What are you going to do?" Villager B rolled his eyes, disgusted that his companion's information was not in place, "Mrs. Zhao said she wanted to marry him a wife!"

"No way!" Villager A was shocked, "Her own son hasn't been found yet! Why are you thinking about this irrelevant person?"

"Speaking of which, Zhao Dalang is also very weird. Ever since he entered the bodyguard agency, Wu Matchmaker has been going to their house frequently, but Zhao Dalang's matter has not been settled," Villager C, who had not interrupted all this time, suddenly smiled strangely. , "A few days ago, there were rumors that the Zhao family wanted to marry the Wang family, but the Wang family didn't respond, so it didn't work out."

"You think this Zhao Dalang has a physical problem?"

"This……"

"It's really hard to say."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, then burst out laughing.

Zhao Hengliang, who had no idea that he was "not good enough", was working hard. As his parents got older, he could do more work in the field, so that the old couple would not have to work so hard.

When they finished their work and returned home, Mrs. Zhao had already prepared the meals. She cooked bacon, which was fat and thin pork belly. Putting chopsticks in her mouth, the strong aroma of bacon was overwhelming.

The beans boiled in the bacon soup are also very tasty and go well with rice.

Because the old man Zhao was eating at the family he was helping, Mrs. Zhao also left a bowl for him. She told him today to eat less for dinner and eat something good when he comes back.

Old man Zhao came back not long after, Mrs. Zhao brought out the food that was in the pot for him to eat quickly, "I'll talk to Da Lang."

After speaking, Mrs. Zhao found Zhao Hengliang who had just finished talking with Yao Yan and was about to go back to the room to rest. Yao Yan had already entered the room for a while.

"mother?"

Mrs. Zhao pulled him into the room and asked in a low voice, "I said I would think about it before, but I haven't finished thinking about it yet?"

Zhao Hengliang blushed, "...he's pretty good, but we haven't been together for a long time, and he just turned nineteen, so we can wait."

hold on

Mrs. Zhao looked at her son who was blushing, and began to think about this sentence. If you want to talk about cultivating feelings, you should indeed cultivate them. After all, it is a matter of a lifetime. Besides, even if the two of them get married early, they will not have children. Yan'er now There is nowhere to go, this is also his home...

So Mrs. Zhao nodded, but she still warned, "Don't think that if someone lives in our house, no one will care about it. It's not that you didn't know what the He family was thinking not long ago. It was the He family yesterday, and you don't know it tomorrow. Whose house is it?"

Zhao Hengliang immediately became nervous, "Mother! Brother Yan said that he likes me, so he won't leave."

"Oh, you know how to call him younger brother without knowing him?" Mrs. Zhao joked, "Why do you call him that when I don't see you in the daytime?"

Zhao Hengliang frowned, "Mom!"

"Anyway, you weigh it yourself. You will go to the county seat soon, and the time you can see him will naturally be less. Don't make a deal while the iron is hot."

Mrs. Zhao looked at her son with a serious face, "Don't talk about getting married, you always want to be engaged, right?"

Zhao Hengliang fell into deep thought.

The next day.

Yao Yan and Mrs. Zhao made breakfast, but they didn't see Zhao Hengliang coming out to eat. He was a little puzzled, and he hadn't seen each other this morning. In the past, Zhao Hengliang would either clean the yard when he got up, or take out a hoe to repair and beat him there. .

"Don't Dalang eat?"

Yao Yan asked.

"I didn't see anyone early this morning, and I don't know where I went crazy. Don't worry about him."

Mrs. Zhao didn't care at all.

Yao Yan poked the system, and the system asked him to pay one point.

Yao Yan, who still owed a lot of money, simply ignored it, and the other party would come back anyway.

But there was no trace of the other party for three days in a row.

Yao Yan was a little anxious, and immediately paid the points.

The system sent him a small map, and he could only see the little red dot belonging to Zhao Hengliang in a forest.

"What is he doing in the mountains? Is it our back mountain?"

"No."

Not to mention many systems.

Yao Yan was furious.

Not to mention Yao Yan, even Mrs. Zhao was a little worried.

"Where did this kid go?"

"Could it be that you have returned to the county?" Old man Zhao replied, smoking a dry cigarette.

"No way," Mrs. Zhao shook her head. Seeing Yao Yan standing at the door looking around, her heart ached. "It's going to rain today, Yan'er, come in."

"I'll wait," Yao Yan felt uneasy, the more he heard that it was going to rain, the more uneasy he became.

But it didn't take long for him to hear something calling, and then he saw a somewhat dirty Zhao Hengliang appearing around the corner, and he hurried up to meet him, "Da Lang!"

"came back?"

Seeing Yao Yan running over, Mrs. Zhao quickly got up and followed to the courtyard gate to have a look, only to see her idiot son holding a wild goose in one hand with a smirk on his face.

"Stinky boy!"

Mrs. Zhao smiled, and beckoned Mr. Zhao into the stove to boil some hot water for Zhao Hengliang to wash.

"You've been catching this for a few days?"

Looking at the wild goose in Zhao Hengliang's hand, Yao Yan's eyes became hot.

"I'm a rough man, I can't speak," Zhao Hengliang stared at him, "If you don't betray me, I won't betray you either."

Yao Yan bared a smile, "Are you proposing to me?"

Proposal?

Zhao Hengliang thought about it, and felt that these two words were very appropriate, "Yes, this is the wild goose I caught for you, do you like it?"

Looking at the pair of wild geese who were injured but in good spirits, Yao Yan nodded, "I like it, you go clean up yourself first, are you hungry these days?"

"Fortunately, I beat a rabbit to eat."

The two walked into the yard while talking.

After tidying himself up and having a meal, Zhao Hengliang didn't go to rest. Instead, he made a hut for wild geese out of wooden boards, and healed them with wound medicine, taking care of them very meticulously.

"When they get married, they will be alive and kicking."

Taking advantage of the absence of Mrs. Zhao and old man Zhao who were watching the fun, Zhao Hengliang said this to Yao Yan who was next to him.

Seeing the blushing Zhao Hengliang talking about getting married, Yao Yan knelt down and looked at him seriously, "Do you really like me?"

Zhao Hengliang looked into his eyes and replied word by word, "When you smile, my heart is also happy for your happiness. When you frown, my heart will be dull. I want to Knowing what you are bored with, I can do something for you."

"The reason why I haven't been married is that I haven't met the man I like, and the second is that I often have a dream. There is a bamboo house in the dream, and there is another person..."

Speaking of this, Zhao Hengliang felt a little embarrassed.

"Keep talking," Yao Yan urged.

Seeing that he was not angry, Zhao Hengliang continued in a low voice, "That man is very similar to your figure. Before you gave me the medicine, I was always silent and faceless in my dreams, but after you gave me the medicine, The voice and face of the man in the dream are exactly like yours."

Yao Yan narrowed his peach blossom eyes and looked at the somewhat guilty Zhao Hengliang, "So, do you like me in the dream, or the me now."

"I-I like both of them." Zhao Hengliang's face was black and red, "Now you like it even more."

After finishing speaking, before Yao Yan could be happy, he asked again, "So, the medicine you gave me that day was really just a drug for intoxication, isn't there anything else?"

Yao Yan stared at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Have you ever heard of a medicine?"

"People who drink the drug, whether in a dream or in reality, will like the person who took the drug."

Zhao Hengliang was taken aback when he heard that, and he foolishly patted Dayan's head, "Then, is the medicine expensive?"

"You are a big-headed ghost!" Yao Yan slapped him on the head very bluntly, "Do you believe anything I say?"

Zhao Hengliang didn't feel any pain, instead he smiled, "I just think, if there is such a medicine, why don't you find a rich man to take it instead of me, a poor boy?"

"...Maybe I'm blind."

Yao Yan sighed with eyes full of vicissitudes.

Zhao Hengliang:? ? ?Don't you please me?

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