Respect the little husband [farming]

"Is he here?"

Ping'er stopped taking the medicine and sighed. This is the countless times this Shuang'er has asked this question these days.

"Not yet, don't worry, he will definitely come, come on, drink the medicine first."

Ping'er carefully handed the medicine bowl to him, and when he put it in his hand, he remembered something and reminded him: "Don't vomit this time, grandpa has changed the prescription for you, it's not so bitter anymore, What a waste if you vomit again."

Ning Qing lowered her eyes in disappointment, nodded slightly, took the medicine bowl and stirred it.

Ping'er patted his buttocks and sat on a small bench beside him, staring at the Shuang'er who had healed up a bit. When this Shuang'er came, his face was either blood or mud. Now the bruises and redness disappeared, and his hair Tied up neatly behind the back, just sitting quietly on the bed like this, it's so beautiful that it makes people feel nervous.

The more Ping'er looked up, the more she looked up, and she was bubbling beautiful beside her, if only she looked like this.

Ning Qing raised her head and glanced at the little doll, knowing that she would not leave until she finished drinking the doll, so she took a spoonful of the medicine and took a sip.

bitter.

He couldn't help coughing, and the bitterness in his mouth slowly dissipated.

"By the way, do you remember what your name is?" Ping'er asked.

Ning Qing paused, clenched the medicine bowl in his hand and shook his head, his eyes drooped, covered by long eyelashes, making it difficult to see the emotions inside.

"Hey, why don't you remember anything? Grandpa also showed you your head and gave you a needle, so you can't remember anything?"

Ping'er looked at this beauty and worried, what should she do in the future?

Ning Qing still shook her head.

Although he knows who he is and where he comes from.

Ping'er looked at this Shuang'er's silence and felt blocked. This Shuang'er was very quiet and often looked at the yard for a long time.

Ping'er pursed his lips and poked this Shuang'er's hand, making him move: "You should drink the medicine."

Ning Qing looked away, scooped up a spoonful and took another sip.

The room was too quiet, Ning Qing hesitated a few times, and asked what he wanted to know the most these days.

"What does he... look like?"

In those few days, his head was heavy and his head was heavy, and he couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality. He only remembered that there was a person standing in front of him in the bloody blur, his voice in the dream pulled him out of the quagmire, and... touched his feet.

Ning Qing took another sip of the decoction with red ears, he felt like he was really dreaming about the last one, so...how could such a good person touch his feet.

"Who, are you talking about that big man? It's very ordinary," Ping'er scratched his head and thought about it carefully, "I'm shocked that he still pays on credit so confidently."

"On credit?" Ning Qing paused.

"Yes, but he made up for it on the same day. I see that his purse is bulging, and he still has a lot left after paying for the medicine. Hehe." .

Ning Qing frowned, and asked, "He, how much money did he spend to save me?"

He knew that this place was barren, and ordinary people didn't have much money. If he spent most of that person's savings to save him, he would have to pay it back no matter what.

"It cost 30 taels." Ping'er was happy when he thought of this figure, 30 taels was enough for their medical center to last for more than half a year.

"30 taels?" Ning Qing didn't know whether it was more or less, and asked again: "What can I buy here for 30 taels?"

"There are a lot of things you can buy for 30 taels. It's no problem to buy a shop in the county."

That's a lot.

In his only image, that person should be just an ordinary farmer.

Ning Qing looked down at the medicine bowl in his hand, the soup inside was thick and black, and the man's hard-earned money was exchanged for it.

Realizing this, Ning Qing suddenly took out the spoon inside, held the medicine bowl with both hands and forced himself to drink it all, even if it accidentally sprayed out, he was careful to follow it with the medicine bowl, and then poured little by little.

Ping'er was dumbfounded, what did this man do all of a sudden?Before, every time I drank the medicine, I could grind it for an hour, why is it suddenly pouring myself now?

"Hey, don't drink those medicine dregs." Ping'er saw that he finished drinking and hurriedly snatched the bowl from his hand. Seeing him frowning and coughing hard, he ran to the table to drink He poured a glass of warm water.

Ning Qing took a sip to relieve the tormenting bitter taste in her mouth.

Ping'er lived with Dr. Zhao in the hospital since he was a child, and was very good at taking care of others. Seeing that the wrinkles between his brows loosened slightly, he pushed him to lie down and rest.

"Your injury has healed a little. Sitting for a long time is not good for your health. My grandpa said, don't sit if you can lie down. After a while, you can go for a walk in the yard when you feel better. change."

The medicine contained sleeping ingredients. Ning Qing lay down and sank into the soft quilt, his eyelids were fighting in a short while, his consciousness drifted and became weak, but he thought he didn't want to go for a walk in the yard.

He wanted that person to come quickly, he wanted to see him.

Ping'er looked at it for a while and felt that his breathing was long and steady, so he retreated quietly. Although the beauty is very good-looking, he is a diligent little pair, and he is going to help grandpa with something.

Dr. Zhao was making medicine outside, and after making it, he divided it up according to the portion, and then he made the next kind, saw Ping'er come out and asked casually: "He asked you about the Shen family boy again?"

"Ang, he asks every day."

Ping'er hopped onto the bench, and when he saw the herbs on the counter divided into packages, he guessed what Grandpa was going to do, and his face immediately became unhappy.

Dr. Zhao laughed: "I asked someone to inquire about it. That boy Shen has been busy building a house for the past few days. He probably will be here in the next few days. Please tell him not to worry too much."

"This disease requires rest, not only the body but also the heart."

Dr. Zhao said that he put the medicinal materials in the mortar into paper bags equally, then wiped his hands, tied the paper bags one by one with paper strings, and handed them to the unhappy grandson with a smile.

"Ping'er, go, help Grandpa deliver these to the guards at the city gate."

"Don't go!"

Ping'er was going to die of anger, the biggest bad debt in the store was on credit from those big soldiers, why did Grandpa still go to deliver medicine to those people!

"Good Pinger," Dr. Zhao smiled and stuffed the paper rope into his little hand, coaxing: "Those military masters are very good, didn't they return the candy for Pinger last time? The villain who came here was injured and was in pain, lying on the bed screaming and screaming, waiting for Pinger to deliver the medicine."

Dr. Zhao was wrinkled with a smile, and Ping'er was stubborn for a long time. Dr. Zhao kept coaxing him by the side. Finally, Ping'er, who was annoyed, sighed helplessly, and lifted two bunches of medicine packs with his lips pouted.

He has to go there every time, since he is so thin-skinned, why do he do these things?

Ping'er was not happy, and when he was about to go out, Dr. Zhao stopped him suddenly, dug under the counter, and handed it to his little grandson with a smile.

"Ping'er has worked hard, give Ping'er a copper coin to buy candy."

Ping'er had a sullen face, although he didn't want to admit that he was moved, but he couldn't help feeling affectionate in his heart, so he managed to ease his expression, put the copper plate into his pocket, and ran away bouncing away.

Dr. Zhao leaned against the door and watched him walk away with a smile, then turned his head and glanced at the county town that had returned to its former bustle, with a flash of sadness in his eyes.

This Anhe County is said to be a small place, but through here you can go directly to Jiayuguan, the most critical place in Jingzhou. If something happened here, it should not be so peaceful.

Dr. Zhao thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any ideas, and finally returned to the house with a sigh. There were more and more strange things in Daqing.

South of Anhe Village.

After being harassed by Mrs. Xu that day, Shen Wenxuan's work on building the house went very smoothly. Although he was as tired as a dog every day, the achievement was touching. He cleaned up his haunted house a day earlier than Shen Wenxuan expected.

No, it can't be called a haunted house now.

Shen Wenxuan wandered around inside and out, the main room in the middle was connected to the kitchen, a bedroom on the left, and a utility room on the right. The three rooms surrounded a small yard, surrounded by a fence , made the courtyard gate with bamboo.

Although it is still very simple, Shen Wenxuan specially designed the house type to be sunny, and the doors and windows have also been carefully calculated to ensure sufficient sunlight indoors.

Two wooden boards were purposely sandwiched in the wall, with a hollow in the middle, so that it can be warm in winter and cool in summer. The thatch on the top of the head was soaked in mud for a few days and then dried to prevent it from catching fire.

The original wood should also be soaked for a period of time, then dried, and then painted with a layer of paint, so as to prevent moisture from entering the wood, and the house will be more comfortable to live in.

but......

Shen Wenxuan sighed, firstly, there was not enough time, and secondly, such wood was a bit expensive, so he was kicked out of the house building plan.

The house as a whole is not bad. The two men built the walls with their own skills. Shen Wenxuan asked them to build a floor and then lay wooden boards. No matter from the inside or the outside, although it looks empty, it is also clean and tidy.

That night, Shen Wenxuan paid his wages without hesitation. The six people worked for four days, a total of 310 yuan. He still has 20 taels and thirteen cash.

Shen Wenxuan felt very satisfied, and even wanted to praise Ms. Xu for her stupid behavior of going out of her way to scold and give money. Daqing village women are so simple and unpretentious.

The longer he got along with Shen Wenxuan, the more he was convinced that the Zhang brothers didn't make a fuss when they received the money, but the other two men were really surprised when they got the money.

Originally they thought that Shen Wenxuan would work with them, prepare a full meal for them and ask them to take the leftovers home, which was kind enough to be generous, but they didn't expect that Shen Wenxuan would also give money readily.

Even if I went to work at the richest landlord’s house in the village, the master’s family would have to be picky and spend ten or eight days before they were willing to take out the money. Of course, the money given was always insufficient, more or less will be worse.

These two men are both surnamed Shen. Although Anhe Village is a village with mixed surnames, the surname Shen is a common surname. Strictly speaking, the two of them belong to the same family as Shen Wenxuan, but they haven't had much contact with this person.

Their mothers often say that Shen Wenxuan's mother is——

The two men paused, looked at each other faintly, and suppressed their own thoughts, Shen Wenxuan's mother is his mother, Shen Wenxuan is Shen Wenxuan, how can the two be confused, let alone... Shen Wenxuan's mother Didn't you leave?

It's not bad to rush to Boy Shen now, he is kind and straightforward, and they can't be foolish.

"That...Brother Shen," one of the men held up his tea bowl, substituting tea for wine.He was not good at words, and scratched his head in embarrassment, "If you still need to find someone for help in the future, just ask me."

"Yes, and me." The other man also quickly raised his bowl and said, to be honest, he was really embarrassed, he remembered that he had followed suit and bullied Shen Wenxuan before. My kid doesn't hold grudges.

Shen Wenxuan raised his tea bowl to touch them politely, and drank together.

If he wants to live in Anhe Village, he must be alert to his biggest hidden danger here—the Shen family. In such a village with close relationships, if he wants to be able to compete with the Shen family, he must be ruthless, reasonable, and ruthless. convince.

Then changing the villager's impression of Shen Wenxuan is very important, Shen Wenxuan thought calmly, and now it seems that it is going well.

In the evening, Mrs. Zhang cooked several dishes, which were full of oily smell, and several big men devoured their steamed buns. This meal was to celebrate Shen Wenxuan's housewarming.

As usual, Shen Wenxuan put some dishes in a bowl, and ate quickly but slowly, not at all rude and casual like a big country guy, but with the elegance of a nobleman.

Zhang Tieniu, who observes and studies from time to time, looks at Shen Wenxuan's eating and can't help but praise in his heart. Brother Shen is really... er, what did that word come from, I forgot, hey, he has a brain, eat more Children make up.

Zhang Tieniu tried harder to pull the bowl, and Zhang Tieniu didn't even know when Shen Wenxuan put down the bowl and chopsticks. When he looked up, he saw that Shen Wenxuan was about to walk out of the courtyard. He quickly swallowed what was in his mouth and asked in a hurry: "Brother Shen, will you use the bullock cart tomorrow?"

Shen Wenxuan kept on stepping, turned around and replied: "Of course I need to use it, there are still many things that need to be added at home."

Zhang Tieniu choked, he originally wanted to ask if he would go to see that Shuang'er tomorrow, Brother Shen spent so much money on him, shouldn't he take it seriously?

But now... A man should focus on his career, Zhang Tieniu muttered and reviewed what he had learned.

Shen Wenxuan was in a hurry to go home to boil water. He wanted to take a bath on the first day of building the house.

The only place he has washed since passing through is his face, and he has done so much work in the past few days, he seriously suspects that he stinks, but he can't smell it when he is with another group of big guys with the same smell.

The two men surnamed Shen in the kitchen built a stove with an iron pot on it from Mrs. Zhang, saying that it was to celebrate his housewarming. This iron pot is heavy and not cheap at first glance. I bought it after paying the wages.

In the yard there are piles of wood left over from the construction of the house, which happens to be used as firewood.

Shen Wenxuan brought two buckets of water from the river not far away, and all the water for eating and drinking was drawn from the well at the entrance of the village. Now it is only for bathing, so Shen Wenxuan directly fetches it from the nearest place.

Due to the overwork of the past few days, his body has become a little tougher. At least he doesn't have to take two quick steps to pant for breath. Rub yourself up and down with the towel.

There was no bathtub in the room, so Shen Wenxuan sat directly on the kitchen bench and splashed the bucket on himself while rubbing. When he touched a certain part below, Shen Wenxuan compared it carefully.

His body is only 16 years old, he is not yet an adult, and there is still room for development. Although he is a little shorter than his original self, he will definitely be able to develop, Shen Wenxuan comforted himself with a dull face.

When he rubbed his shoulders, neck and back, he felt a needle-like sting that made his eyebrows frowned. His shoulders and back were red and swollen, and there were still some unshed skin on the edge, which should be stones or wood. due to.

Shen Wenxuan didn't care, and gave up this piece and wiped his face instead, but the tingling pain in his back kept reminding him of one thing: he seemed to have forgotten about the pair.