Hard to be a good wife

There was nothing to say in the hatchback, the young man simply washed up and lay down, facing the wall with only an elegant back view of Tang Yue.

Tang Yue didn't know how long he had watched it, and gradually fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up again, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the fresh smell of soil after the rain wafted in the air, which made people feel refreshed.

Speaking of which, the only advantage of this ancient era is the good environment, pure ecology, and zero pollution. If it can make life more comfortable, he doesn't mind staying here. Anyway, there are not many things worthy of his nostalgia in his previous life.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Hu Jinpeng half-kneeling behind the young man, brushing his long hair. Tang Yue's eyes couldn't bear the sight of a strong man with a beard doing such a girly gesture.

And his skills are definitely not good, the boy frowned from time to time, it must be because his hair was pulled and hurt.

After admiring the beauty, Tang Yue got up and went to the river to wash. When he got to the river, he was dumbfounded. What did he see?Fuck!A group of naked men are bathing in the river!

Ever since he discovered that his sexual orientation was wrong, Tang Yue no longer went to places like public bathhouses, for fear that he would be embarrassed if he accidentally saw a man with a good figure.

At this time, those dozen or so men with good figure and hot body were taking a bath with each other, without even a fig leaf, walking the birds shining brightly, Tang Yue instantly imagined countless lewd scenes in his mind.

"Hey, Xiao Lang, do you want to come down and wash together?" A young man with cloth strips tied around his arms called out to him.

Yin Xu recognized that it was one of them who was slightly injured yesterday, and glanced up and down at him with laser eyes, thinking: forget it, he has low self-esteem!

"Xiao Langjun, come down and wash together, I'll rub your back!" The other person turned around, the river didn't reach his knees, and he could see everything above.

Tang Yue hurriedly turned his eyes away, and shouted impatiently: "The water is all dirty by you, why do you wash it!" Come to stimulate him, an old man, so early in the morning, what peace of mind!

Going upstream to quickly brush his teeth and wash his face, Tang Yue picked a handful of wild mustard greens by the river and went back. Thanks to the fact that people in the city loved eating wild greens in those years, he also knew a few of them.

When I went back, the smell of rice and meat was already wafting from the Earth Temple, but the smell came from Hu Jinpeng, who was roasting a pheasant caught by his uncle Shan.

Eating barbecue every day, Tang Yue was almost constipated. He ran to Hu Jinpeng, took a peek at the beautiful young man, and saw that he was holding the bamboo slips and looking at him seriously.

The boy raised his head and looked at him suspiciously. Tang Yue hurriedly greeted him: "Hi, good morning!"

The boy frowned, nodded slightly, and then continued to read with his head down.

Tang Yue already knew that paper had not been invented in this era, and he used bamboo slips to engrave characters. After he returned home, he had to recall how paper was made. Living without paper, even going to the toilet was a misery.

"Brother Hu, do you have any extra rice? How about giving me two? I'll pay!" Tang Yue squatted beside the small pot, drooling while staring at the porridge.

Once upon a time, he was reduced to the point where he could drool over porridge. Life is really miserable!

Hu Jinpeng was in a bit of a dilemma. The white rice was scarce, and he might not be able to buy it even if he had money. In the whole team, he and his master were the only ones who ate white rice. He gritted his teeth and gave him some of his portion, "Thank you Xiaolang for saving me yesterday. , These should also be rewards."

"That's good, I'd better pay, let's buy and sell immediately." Tang Yue said, going to ask Shan to get the money bag.

"Ten coins for a catty of white rice." A cold voice came from behind, and Tang Yue called out, "What? So expensive?"

"You can also buy ten catties of corn with one dollar coin."

"Corn?" Tang Yue's eyes lit up, isn't that Xiaomi?That would be even better, he hurried to get a knife coin and handed it to Hu Jinpeng, "Then sell me ten catties of corn."

The corners of Hu Jinpeng's mouth twitched for a long time. His dignified son of An Guogong wanted to sell ten catties of millet. If he said it, he would be laughed to death by those bastards.

"Accept it." The young man ordered without raising his head, making Hu Jinpeng reluctant to accept it.

He was a little puzzled, why the master insisted on taking money, this little man is good at medicine, and he will become a useful tool in the future, if you give him ten catties of millet or a catty of white rice now, there may be even greater rewards in the future.

Tang Yue got worried again after taking the rice, they didn't have a pot at all, and they had nothing to cook with the rice, so they couldn't eat it raw, right?

"Um...do you have any extra pot?" Tang Yue asked the young man directly this time. Anyway, the person who made the decision is here, so there is no need for someone surnamed Hu to be the mouthpiece.

"It's very expensive." The young man put down the letter, and a pair of clear eyes swept over it, making Tang Yue's heart flutter.

Tang Yue glanced at his immobile legs, "I can help you treat it."

The boy's eyes flashed, and then he regained his composure, and said flatly, "You can't cure it."

"You can't cure it" said the four words plainly, but there was a sense of disappointment. It must be that many doctors failed to cure it after seeing it. It is normal for him not to trust himself.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Thinking about the previous life, the patient had to queue up to make an appointment if he wanted to see a doctor. Once here, he was actually underestimated. Tang Yue felt that he was also lost.

The young man shook his head, and gave Hu Jinpeng a sentence: "Give Tang Xiaolang a set of cooking utensils." Then he picked up the letter and continued to read, ignoring Tang Yue.

Hu Jinpeng took a small pot and two ceramic bowls for Tang Yue, and stared at him for a long time with a complicated expression, but he didn't say anything, just sighed.

Tang Yue was horrified at the sight, and muttered: "It's fine if you don't allow the treatment, don't regret it."