Leaning on the fence to watch the birth of the moon

Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother started a regular cohabitation life.

Wake up hugging each other every day, make breakfast together, and then either go up the mountain with each other, or deal with the wild animals collected a few days ago at home, and then boil water to sleep.

As for that matter... Senior Seventh Brother's body has not yet adapted to it, and after every time, he has to rest for a day and a half.Although Mo Xian is greedy for his senior brother's body temperature, he also knows that this often hurts his body, especially the seventh senior brother who is below.Since he wanted to spend his life with the seventh senior brother in peace, he naturally restrained himself.Or five days, or seven days before asking for further.

And the Seventh Senior Brother is introverted by nature, although he likes it from the bottom of his heart, he also feels embarrassed, and the interval between Mo Xian's courtship can just meet his needs, and it will not cause too much burden on the body.Seventh senior brother naturally couldn't take the initiative every day, but he naturally understood that it was Mo Xian who took care of him.So every day when Mo Xian was fussy, even though he was embarrassed, he would gradually not dodge and refuse.Unless Mo Xian made too much noise in broad daylight...

It is said that the small peasant's thinking of "wife and children are hot on the kang" is not good, but for Mo Xian, he now has a thought that is smaller than the small peasant's thinking - one less child, as long as the wife and the hot kang are good, but life is good. Very happy.

The firewood house at home was already full, and Mo Xian asked Zhao Wuye for advice. The firewood should be enough for them to survive the winter.Food, vegetables, and meat are generally enough.

In the yard, apart from the two chicks sent by Widow Zhao, there were also a few pheasants that Mo Xian and Brother Seven had caught from the mountain with their feathers plucked from their wings.At first, the two were afraid that the pheasant would not be familiar with it. They didn't expect this thing to run away just a few days after it was opened, but seeing that there is food and drink here, it is not afraid of natural enemies, and it can also shelter from the wind and cold.They started laying nests with peace of mind, and even laid eggs within a few days. You must know that this is not the season for them to breed.

But Mo Xian didn't care whether the autumn goose eggs were rare or not, he immediately took them out of the chicken coop after discovering them, and served him and his seventh senior brother on the dining table that day.

When the first snow fell outside, Mo Xian was already safely nestled on the burning kang with his seventh senior brother, playing chess.

But Mo Xian is obviously still a stinky chess player, and even the seventh senior brother has a high-spirited expression on his face.But Mo Xian knew that the senior brother just felt that he could not live up to his good intentions—the chessboard was secretly made by Mo Xian himself, and he took it out when it was snowing, in order to surprise the seventh senior brother.

After all, playing chess is all about meeting your opponent, otherwise there is no fun.

"Brother, let's read the book." Mo Xian said after finally finishing the game.

"Okay." Senior Seventh Brother nodded, feeling relieved, he had worked very hard for Mo Xian to win, but for some reason, Mo Xian always...don't say anything~ Now the books in the two of them's home, It is no longer just a few volumes of fashionable vernaculars.There was a big wooden box against the wall, and it was full of books.Mo Xian felt that perhaps it would be more suitable for Seventh Senior Brother to be a private school teacher in the village.

"I'm going to make a pot of tea." The tea was brought by Hunter Xiao, who said it was collected from a wild tea tree in the mountains, and then simply dried.But even someone like Mo Xian, who prefers plain water to flavorful beverages—tea and coffee included—finds the tea fragrant and delicious.It is conceivable that things are not as simple as Hunter Xiao said, but just like other weird things in this village, they don't ask if others don't tell them.As long as everyone lives in peace and stability, it will be fine...

Making tea and drinking tea is an elegant thing for scholars, but since they live in a mountain village, wear coarse linen clothes, and sleep on a heated kang, the two of them have already become complete "natives".Therefore, even for drinking tea, what is used is only the large copper pot at home and the large coarse porcelain bowl.

Once the hot water is brewed, the green leaves will roll, and the tea fragrance will fill the room.

Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother were at the kang table, leaning on the kang one by one, Seventh Senior Brother was reading, and Mo Xian was watching Seventh Senior Brother.In a daze, Mo Xian fell asleep.When he opened his eyes again, it was already noon.

"I was just about to call you." Mo Xian looked at the roof, thinking vaguely: If this continues, after this winter, he still doesn't know how much flesh he will grow.He didn't care about his appearance, but he was afraid of... crushing the seventh senior brother.Meanwhile, the voice of the seventh senior brother sounded from the side at this moment, accompanied by his gentle voice, and the aroma of hot noodle soup wafting into his nostrils.

"Taste it." Two bowls of steaming hot noodle soup were placed on the kang table. If you say that Brother Qi is quite talented in cooking, especially noodles.First of all, people who practice martial arts are powerful, and they can knead the dough evenly and vigorously, whether it is leavened dough or dead dough.Carving, cutting, etc., are not a problem for the seventh senior brother who has good swordsmanship, flexible wrists, and sharp eyes.

So now in these two bowls of noodle soup, the noodles are slightly black (the relationship between the noodles, it's not that something dirty has been put in), and the roots are as thick as modern dried noodles.The noodles are smooth and springy in the mouth, and they are very refreshing.

The noodle soup is made from pork bones—his family has half a month's history of steamed head. The original maker is Mo Xian, with two pieces of bacon and a few dried wild vegetables that have been soaked...

A gust of wind swept over Mo Xian, and he ate up the noodle soup all night.After taking the last sip of the soup, fine beads of sweat also emerged from the back, which was extremely refreshing in this winter.

"I'm going to wash the dishes." Senior Brother Qi made the rice, so Mo Xian naturally cleaned the dishes.

Brother Seven, who almost finished eating at the same time as Mo Xian, squinted his eyes and pushed the rice bowl away. When Mo Xian went out with the two bowls, he saw the man lying lazily on the bed.

At this time, it is indeed the most comfortable to sleep after eating and warming up.Mo Xian really hoped that the seventh senior brother would grow some meat, so that he would not only feel soft and first-class when hugged, but also warm in winter and cool in summer.

When he came back, he saw Senior Brother Qi asleep.So Mo Xian lay down behind Seventh Senior Brother, put his arms around his waist, and fell asleep too.

When he woke up in the afternoon, while cooking in the kitchen, Mo Xian thought that it would be comfortable to live like this, but even if he likes it, Brother Qi will feel bored, right?Then it can't go on like this forever.

Thinking that Liu Qi will go to the market again in a few days, maybe he and Senior Brother Qi should also go to the market for a little breath.

But Mo Xian was afraid that the seventh senior brother would be happy for nothing, so he didn't rush to tell his plan. Instead, after cooking, he went to the old man's house to inquire first on the grounds that he would give Zhao Wuye some fish to taste.

"Which one said you can't go?" He picked up a small piece of fish with chopsticks, and the delicious taste made the old man squint his eyes.This is not pickled salted fish, but live fish raised by Mo Xian in the tank, "You young couple have just built a house (this sentence makes Mo Xian's face a little hot), so naturally it should be more Buy something, if you don’t go to the collection, how will you know what’s missing? What’s more, now that the end of the year is approaching, you should buy more things.”

Mo Xian was startled, he had forgotten that there is such a festival as Chinese New Year in this world...

He used to be at the Jieyun School, and other people celebrated the New Year, but he was busier than before. At most, the seventh senior brother would secretly give him meat buns, sugar buns and the like.As for when he was with the ghost doctor, his nagging master never celebrated any festivals.

At that time, he was a homeless man, and he really didn't care about these things.

Now that he and Seventh Brother have married, it is indeed time to pay attention...

"Brother." When Mo Xian came back from Zhao Wuye's house, the sky was cloudy and windy, and it was likely to snow again at night, but Mo Xian's mood at this time was completely opposite to the weather, especially his When he saw Brother Qi standing at the door of the house waiting for him.

"Just a few steps away, you can see the door of our house from the fifth master's house, and you can also see the fifth master's house from our door. What are you doing here?"

"You also said that it's only a few steps away. In the blink of an eye, it's good to blow the wind and get some air." The seventh brother smiled and moved the fence of his yard - not to prevent people, but to prevent the chickens in the yard from running around. of.

"Senior brother..." said ruthlessly, at this moment, Mo Xian's heart was about to melt, and he turned his head and kissed Senior Brother Seven on the cheek, "I like you."

"Go!" Brother Seven's face was a little pale from the cold, but Mo Xian's words immediately turned red, especially when he noticed that Wang Manzi next door was looking at the two of them, "It's broad daylight, What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Hey hey hey~" Mo Xian smirked and followed Seventh Senior Brother into the house.

"Alas!" On one side, Wang Manizi's small eyes glowed sadly, "In this world, no matter men, women, good people have their own masters?" Wiping away two unnecessary tears, Wang Manizi went back to the house Went to drink.

But that night, Mo Xian was moved by the care and love of the seventh senior brother.Even though he didn't make it to the last step in the night, he still held on to the seventh senior brother for a long time.It was cold, windy and snowy outside, and the mountain wind was howling, but inside it was the warmth of spring, panting and singing softly.

When Mo Xian was exhausted and fell into a dream, he just felt that this is life now...

Two days later, it was the day when Liu Qi went to the market, and it was also a rare sunny day.

Both Mo Xian and Seventh Senior Brother were dressed as ordinary hunters. The ragged leather robes actually kept warm and covered most of their heads and faces, which was perfect for them.Early in the morning, the two of them took two live pheasants, half a basket of wild vegetables on their backs, and scattered silver, and sat on the back of Liu Qi's bullock cart, bumping all the way to the nearest town of Hongshi. go.