Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

Shopkeeper Huang brought up two carts of carbon after two days, and handed Wen Lun a big bundle: "It's cold on the mountain, my uncle ordered the carbon to be prepared. These are winter clothes sewn by Aunt Wu herself."

When shopkeeper Huang went down the mountain the next day, he sighed as usual.The weather on the mountain was already very cold, and this breath directly turned into white mist.He patted the jar in the baggage, and smiled when he thought of what the young master said.

"Oh? Is this tea made by Da Lang himself?" The sick old magistrate really became more energetic when he heard the words. Recently, because of the cold weather, his body has started to relapse. At this moment, he is full of energy. The smiling Wu family beckoned, "Come on, we old man and old woman have a taste of the tea made by our son."

Shopkeeper Huang followed suit with a smile: "The young master said that the first time I tried it, it didn't go well."

The old county uncle snorted: "I know that the speculation is not good, so I use it to honor my parents." Even so, the expectation in his eyes is very obvious.

Mrs. Wu smiled and said, "Da Lang is free when he reaches the mountain."

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.The old county uncle's expression stiffened immediately.He saw all of his own children.

He knows everything about the excellence of the eldest son and the mediocrity of the second son.He always thought, why can't these two people change?If Mrs. Wu gave birth to a mediocre eldest son, he could pamper him as much as he wanted.When he is a hundred years later, he can even make early preparations and arrange for the mother and son to go out of the house alone, and he will definitely not let them suffer any grievances.

Wen Lun is excellent, of course he also likes it very much.But such liking is not a good thing for Wu Shi and Wen Lun mother and son.This time, if his condition hadn't improved, their mother and son might have followed him.It's also thanks to the child that he didn't complain, and he even found the Tie Pi Fengdou, which is hard to buy with a thousand dollars.

As for the county magistrate's mansion, an excellent son-in-law is still needed to inherit it.The energy he spent on Wen Cheng far exceeded the sum of his other children. Even if it was such an important order of Longzhou, he had already handed it over to Wen Cheng in private.This county magistrate's mansion will always be warm and sincere in the future.

But what did Wen Cheng do all this?When he was told that the Longzhou order had fallen into Wen Lun's hands, he even thought for a moment that it might as well be like this.It's a pity that the laws of Qi State have clear regulations on the succession rights of the concubine. The title can never be inherited by the concubine. Even if his line has no direct line, he can only inherit it from a side branch.

When Mrs. Wu made the tea, the old magistrate was still in a daze. He didn't come back to his senses until the steam in front of his eyes hit his face.

The light golden tea soup is also warming in late autumn. When the tea soup enters the throat, it is bitter at first, mixed with a little astringency, and then the refreshing breath like a mountain is fleeting, and finally there is a little bit of sweetness.

The old county uncle put the teacup on the tray: "The tea is good tea, but unfortunately..." It was ruined.

Wu Shi also had a drink.Even if she has lived in the county magistrate's mansion for many years, her background cannot be changed, no matter how good the tea is, she still tastes the same.Time just allows her to learn the poses and movements.She felt that this cup of tea was the best she had ever had.

"What a pity, Da Lang fried it with his own hands. If you dislike it, it's mine." As she said that, Mrs. Wu pulled the plain tea pot into her sleeve.

The old magistrate stared at him, but didn't stop him: "Take it if you like it!" A tea pot is actually such a poor piece of rough porcelain. Why is life in the mountains so poor?Didn't you send things several times?

It is late autumn at the foot of the mountain, but the first snow has already ushered in the mountain.

The whole world seems to be quiet...

Li Er's small face was flushed red, and he turned around in a hurry. His steps seemed to be flying fast, circling around the room: "Young master, don't you say that? I fried the tea. I am so capable, old man..."

Wen Lun has never seen such a beautiful snow scene. This morning, he focused on making a concave shape, but now there is a fly around him.Wen Lun couldn't help but raised his hand and patted Li Er, hooking Li Er's collar: "Have you fed the donkey? Have you fed the chicken? The kimchi from the village head's house has been brought in? The house has been cleaned? You know all the characters taught yesterday. ?”

Li Er nodded straightly when asked, and finally said: "Master is going to move the kimchi jar."

When Xiong Da came back, he saw his daughter-in-law standing under the eaves very disobediently: "You are in good health, stand here?"

Wen Lun instinctively wanted to retort, but after thinking about the consequences of his health, he lowered his head and swallowed the words obediently.The body is his own, what reason does he have to make trouble with himself?He was obviously wrapped up in a bun.

Xiong Da put down two large vats of kimchi in the kitchen.Ordinary people spend a whole winter relying on these kimchi.It's better, you can eat a little meat during the Chinese New Year.If there is an old hen that can't lay eggs, that is the best, butcher the stew, and there is a thick layer of golden oil on the fragrant chicken soup.

After it started snowing last night, a kang was burned in the house, and it has not been extinguished until now.

General Xiong hugged Wen Lun by the waist, took off the man's coat and stuffed it on the kang, and wrapped it up with the quilt.

Wen Lun didn't have any temper at all. Seeing Xiong Da busy ordering some charcoal basin, he hurriedly said, "I'll sleep for a while, don't be too busy."

Xiong Da was quite happy to accompany his wife to warm the bed, but he had to go to sweep the snow, so he could only stuff the bed tightly.The front, back, left, and right sides are backed up with soft pillows.After sharing the same bed for a while, he realized that Wen Lun's sleeping appearance was quite dishonest.

Before Wen Lun fell asleep, he was quite regular, and he rarely turned over; once he fell asleep, it was like dancing.He really likes changing from two quilts to one quilt, being hugged and rubbed by his wife, but now he has to leave for so long...

Wen Lun couldn't understand his big bear's worry at all, kicked off a pillow, changed into a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.

General Xiong was reinforced by the breakthrough encirclement, possessed himself and kissed Wen Lun's face several times before going out worried.

Wen Lun rubbed his face against the quilt, feeling very tight.He was too sweet, and thought that Xiong Da was a reasonable bear, but he was indeed reasonable.The premise of reasoning is that Wen Lun is his Xiong Da's wife.

Once this premise is shaken, Xiong Da will immediately transform from a shameless rogue little raccoon into a furious black bear, which is completely unreasonable.In the past, he could still use this broken body as an excuse, so now he should clean up for nothing?

Wen Lun's heart was very tangled, and his sleeping position was also very tangled.

When Xiong Da finished sweeping the snow from the roof, Wen Lun turned over, his long arms and legs hit the wall, and then his whole body stuck to it like a gecko.Of course, Wen Lun's hands and feet had no suction cups, and they slid off the wall in a few seconds.

Xiong Da didn't give him a second chance to greet the wall, he took off his coat and got on the kang, and stuffed him back into bed.This time, Wen Lun was honest, rubbing against the heater beside him, showing a satisfied smile.

All kinds of voices seem to be far away at once.What is conveyed from the eardrum is the deep sea. When the wind is calm, there are surging turbulence and danger, but it is particularly reassuring.

Wen Lun feels relieved, but Xiong Da suffers.

He almost gasped, and tightened his grip on Wen Lun's hand. If he didn't hold on tightly, his clothes would be stripped off!

Wen Lun only felt that the sound of the sea was suddenly beating like a drum, but when the torrent rushed to a certain place, it suddenly got stuck.Wen Lun's brows furrowed in an instant, and he couldn't move his hands, so he stuck his head to it and pressed it against it.

Xiong Da suffered a severe blow from his old shoulder injury, and immediately lost the strength to restrain Wen Lun. As soon as he let go of his hand, Wen Lun's hand touched the scar on his shoulder.

The obsessive-compulsive disorder didn't fall into a deep sleep until the sound became smoother.

General Xiong hugged the settled person carefully, maybe it was a psychological effect, he really felt that the shoulder that was stinging when the weather changed was better.

Xiong Da didn't sleep long when he returned to the cage, and it was noon.He tried to scream, but he didn't wake up at all. Instead, he was thrown three or four pillows, and he went out and said to Li Er: "Warm the food."

Farmers don't have much to do in winter.But the Xiong family is different, all kinds of things have to be cleaned up.The three of Cuilian are not familiar with the life in the mountain village, so they have to take detours in many things.They don't know other people well, and they don't have anyone to guide them.

Xiong Da knew a little bit, but it was very limited.He also had to check from time to time whether Wen Lun had rolled out of bed.But this afternoon, Wen Lun slept soundly.A ring of pillow dikes around it didn't break at all.

Xiong Da didn't think much about it at first, until he woke up at night and was still in a daze, then he felt that something was wrong.

"Daughter-in-law? Wake up, it's time to eat."

Wen Lun barely raised his eyelids, and leaned into Xiong Da's arms as soon as he curled his lips.

This kind of movement, which would never occur when Wen Lun was awake, frightened Xiong Da dumbfounded.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law?"

Wen Lun frowned because of the noise: "Don't make noise, go to sleep."

In the end, Wen Lun sat on the kang and was served by Xiong Da to eat and wash, without opening his eyelids the whole time.When Xiong Da climbed onto the kang, Wen Lun came over almost immediately, took off Xiong Da's shirt very actively, and stuffed himself into Xiong Da's arms.

Xiong Da took a deep breath, and endured until his eyes were a little red: "Daughter-in-law is not in good health, not in good health, not in good health..." His hands and feet intertwined with self-consciousness, fixing the two into one Twist-like.

Wen Lun's state is not right, and Xiong Da knows it too.But liking to be close to him is better than avoiding him before.

When Wen Lun woke up the next day, the sun was already high.If it weren't for Xiong Da's persistent nagging in his ear, he would still be a little sleepy.

There is a charcoal basin in the bedroom, which is very warm.

When Wen Lun sat up, he wanted to imitate the women in TV dramas and scream while hugging the quilt.Where are his clothes? Where are his clothes?And the strawberry reclamation in this body is too thorough, right?

What exactly happened? !

The author has something to say:

winter cold protection measures

Husband and wife→Xiong Da and Wen Lun are in the same bed.

Sisters → Cuilian and Bihe are in the same bed.

Father and son (?) → One more barn for donkey and chicken.

? ? → Li Er,? ? ...Forget it, let's hug the pillow.