Respect the little husband [farming]

The bullock cart was staggering, and when Shen Wenxuan looked down again, he found that Jiao Shihan had fallen asleep. His long eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes like a small fan, and his breathing rose and fell slowly, like a soft little animal.

Shen Wenxuan lowered his eyes unconsciously for a while longer, and then decisively lowered his hood a little, trying to cover most of his face.

Sleeping with the blower seems to give you a headache?

Shen Wenxuan was not sure.

No one sat in the front to drive the old scalper, it could walk by itself, and it remembered the road. Shen Wenxuan leaned on the shaft of the car and squinted at the not-so-hot sunlight overhead. Not going the wrong way.

When we arrived at Anhe Village, it was getting late. When we entered the village entrance, a group of villagers who had just had dinner gathered under the old willow tree to play chess and chat. They all saw Shen Wenxuan and his car. thing.

But the sky was dim, and Shen Wenxuan couldn't clearly see the person in his arms.

"Hey, are you going shopping in the county again?" The village woman who was picking up the soles stretched her neck and watched Shen Wenxuan's ox cart gradually go away, and whispered, "The quilt on it seems to be from a tailor shop in the county. How much money does that cost? I only saw that the old Shen’s family who lived in the blue tile house in the village bought it.”

"Old Shen's house? Huh, his house has long since failed, and only that house is left to look rich." Aunt Shen said in a soft voice: "I saw that old couple trying to smash Shen's house the day before yesterday. the door."

"What?! Smashing the door?" Several village women around were suddenly interested, and urged Shen Cuilian to speak quickly, "Why did you slam the door? Didn't the old Shen's family cut ties with Boy Shen half a year ago?"

Except for these village women, everyone else looked over when they thought of the big trouble half a year ago. At that time, Boy Shen knelt in front of Shen's house for a day and a night, and was finally driven away by Mrs. Shen with a broom. Unexpectedly, half a year later, the Shen family boy came back again, and he looked like a human being.

Second Aunt Shen liked the feeling of being watched by everyone, she raised her head slightly and recounted what happened that day.

"Look a few days ago, the second daughter-in-law of the Shen family actually bought a slave boy to be her daughter-in-law. Kiss, huh."

A village woman said: "Didn't the Xu family say that they bought it as a concubine? Their family has only one precious son, and their descendants are weak. They want one more person to carry on the family line."

"Do you really believe it?" Second Aunt Shen laughed exaggeratedly, "Which one of these concubines bought after having a decent wife? Just buy a concubine for his family first? I'm not afraid that a decent girl won't want to marry into their family. "

"Didn't you see that the Shen family proposed marriage to the village chief's family a month ago? The ceremony was thrown out as soon as it entered the door. Obviously, the bride price was not enough, and they looked down on the old Shen family." Another village woman chimed in.

"The old Shen's Erlang personally mentioned it, right? It's not like you don't know, Shen Erlang can't speak, maybe it's because the bride price is not enough, or he said something unpleasant." The man who spoke was a man with a relationship with the old Shen's family. good.

"Yes, yes, Shen Erlang is not good at talking, but the two older sons of Shen Jiada Lang's family have not yet married, so why is Shen Jia Erlang so anxious?" Second Aunt Shen laughed, hiding a knife in her words.

"I'm afraid it wasn't for the fact that the first two married their daughters-in-law, so they would have no money for Shen Erlang's family to marry."

"Take a look at what the old Shen family has bought in the past six months? I heard that boy Shen raised the whole family of the Shen family by himself, but the old Shen family died because of boy Shen's illness. Throwing him away, now that he has no money, he wants to take good care of him again, tsk tsk tsk, this is really thick-skinned."

"What are you doing staring at the old Shen's family? The Shen family owes you?! Besides, kid Shen is rich, maybe it's his mother-in-law—"

The man was stabbed before he finished speaking, and he was signaled to stop talking.

The man also knew the rules, and he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he didn't say anything further. It was a shame and a shame that there was a prostitute in the village, and everyone kept it a secret, for fear that other villages would find out and think that the atmosphere in Anhe Village was not good. Don't marry your daughter to Anhe Village.

This prostitute was volunteered by the eldest daughter of the Shen family, what a fucking bitch!

If it wasn't for the fact that the old lady of the Shen family was so angry that she wanted to hang herself, and the village chief didn't want to make a big deal out of it and keep it hidden from everyone, otherwise the old Shen family would have been kicked out a long time ago.

The Shen family also removed the eldest daughter from the family tree in order to appease public anger, as if there had never been such a person, and scolded everyone when she saw it, heartbroken, and the villagers watched, and their anger subsided a little.

The man sighed: "Even if there is something bad about the old Shen family, they are sincere and kind. They are willing to keep kid Shen after such a thing happened. Now he deserves to have his skin peeled off. !"

The people around nodded in agreement, Second Aunt Shen didn't say anything more, but rolled her eyes secretly, what's the matter?Their family made such a big mess back then, but now they have to let her sing praises?What does it matter to her whether she can take Boy Shen in or not?

To be honest, the whole old Shen family and kid Shen are not good things!

Shen Wenxuan drove the ox cart directly to his yard, got out of the cart and tied the rope, fed the cow some thatch, and planned to return it to the Zhang family tomorrow.

Jiao Shihan opened his eyes when Shen Wenxuan let go of him. At this moment, he stood up on the bullock cart in a daze. The bullock cart shook unsteadily, and he almost fell off the bullock cart.

Shen Wenxuan quickly supported him: "Are you all right?"

Jiao Shihan nodded, and took advantage of the situation to lay down on Shen Wenxuan's shoulder.

The meaning of wanting to be hugged is obvious.

Shen Wenxuan had question marks all over his face, but as the situation dictated, he still dragged him by his hips and hugged him down.

Is this what my brother should do?

Shen Wenxuan was puzzled, but didn't pay much attention.

Jiao Shihan was blown by the evening wind, his drowsy mind cleared up a little, realized what he had just done, his ears turned red bit by bit, and he secretly criticized himself for being inappropriate.

"This is where you will live from now on. Take a look around." Shen Wenxuan carried the quilt and walked to the bedroom, "What do you want for dinner later? I'll make it for you."

"I'll eat whatever brother eats." Jiao Shihan subconsciously followed Shen Wenxuan.

After entering the bedroom, Shen Wenxuan lit the lamp.

The floor under his feet was made of wood, Jiao Shihan looked at it curiously, while Shen Wenxuan was spreading the quilt on the bed, he secretly rubbed it with the soles of his feet, and jumped twice.

Jiao Shihan used to see hollowed-out windows, but this was the first time he saw someone make them out of bamboo, so he went to the window and raised his hand to touch it.

"Ajiao," Shen Wenxuan quickly made the bed and pulled the screen, "From now on, you will sleep on this side, and I will sleep on the other side."

The place by the window is easy to be blown by the wind, so Shen Wenxuan kept it to himself.

Jiao Shihan turned around and looked around at the two places Shen Wenxuan pointed to, his eyes gradually became dull: "...do you want to sleep with me, brother?"

"Well, there is only such a small space in the house. When I have money, I will build you a new room." Shen Wenxuan raised his hand and stroked the top of his head comfortingly.

It was getting late, Shen Wenxuan went to the kitchen.

Looking at the two beds separated by the Kang screen, Jiao Shihan was steaming all over his body, squatting down unbearably, covering his hot face with his hands, and curled up in a cloak.

This time, not only his ears, but also his cheeks and neck were completely red, and his heart was extremely restless.

Ah ah ah ah ah!How can you do this!

Isn't sleeping like that the same bed?If you share the same bed, isn't it...husband and wife? !

Jiao Shihan let out a breath of hot air, staring at the bed moistly through his fingers, a little confused, he didn't know what was wrong with him, fear, panic, trembling but also wrapped in inexplicable joy.

Shen Wenxuan lifted the basin, and the white flour inside had already fermented. He added some flour to it and started kneading it, and finally kneaded it into fist-sized steamed buns.

The kneaded steamed buns had to be left to stand for a while. Shen Wenxuan beat two eggs, stirred them well, added some salt, and put them in the steamer together with the steamed buns that had started to swell.

The tofu bought at the county fair last time hadn’t been touched yet. Shen Wenxuan picked and picked in the basket, took out a few shiitake mushrooms he bought, and made a simple shiitake mushroom tofu soup. It would be better to make fish head tofu soup, but he didn’t fish head.

In addition, I also made hot and sour potato shreds. Considering that it should be light, Shen Wenxuan did not add chili and made it a sour dish.

There was still some pork hanging on the stove, Shen Wenxuan took it off and chopped it on the chopping board, added a little minced garlic and salt to marinate for a while, then poured it on the sliced ​​winter melon, sprinkled with shallots, and finally put it on the steamed buns Add a layer of steamer and put it into it to steam.

While waiting, Shen Wenxuan peeled off the skin of the bamboo shoots, cut them into shreds, stir-fried them with green onions, ginger, and salt, and made stir-fried shredded bamboo shoots.

Finally, two drops of sesame oil were dripped on the baked egg custard, and the white and fat steamed buns were put into a steamed bun box made of bamboo, and all the dishes were brought to the table in the main room one by one.

"Ajiao, it's time to eat."

Shen Wenxuan held a bowl of soup in one hand, placed it at both ends of the table, and took off the apron on his body.

Jiao Shihan woke up when he heard the voice at the door, he had been standing here for a long time, because he remembered this place, not far ahead is...the place where he was whipped.

This period of time passed so comfortably that he almost forgot the fact that he was a dark double.

"Ajiao?"

Shen Wenxuan's voice came again from the main room, Jiao Shihan collected his mood, turned around and spoke back, and walked to the main room.

Before a stick of incense, his whole body was ashamed and uncomfortably hot, but now all the heat has disappeared, and even the air he exhales is cold.

When Jiao Shihan stepped in, she smiled at Shen Wenxuan who was waiting for him at the table, but she was obviously not very interested.

Shen Wenxuan waited for him to sit down, handed him the chopsticks, and accidentally touched his hand, which was as cold as a piece of cold jade, and couldn't help frowning:

"How long have you been out there?"

Jiao Shihan shook his head when he heard the words: "Just for a while."

After finishing speaking, he asked immediately: "Brother, do you know how to cook a lot?"

Shen Wenxuan watched him be silent for a second or two, changed the topic according to his intention, and said "um".

"Me too... I remember, I can cook a lot of dishes, just... what I have in my head... I will cook it for my brother in the future." Jiao Shihan lowered her eyes Staring at his soup bowl flustered, he almost said the wrong thing again.

Shen Wenxuan pushed the egg custard to him: "Let's talk about it later."

Why does his brother still feel uneasy after coming back with him?He stood outside... Shen Wenxuan paused, raised his head and glanced at him, as if he had found the crux.

Jiao Shihan scooped up the egg custard and tasted it. It was tender and delicious, but he didn't know how to eat it. When he looked up, he suddenly saw that there was no table in front of Shen Wenxuan, and only he had it. He hurriedly dug a mouthful and handed it to Shen Wenxuan's mouth. side.

Shen Wenxuan paused when he picked up the vegetables, and raised his eyes to look over with a confused expression.

Is it because I am too feudal, or is the other person too caring and cute?

Shen Wenxuan was stunned, Jiao Shihan thought he didn't like this, so he hesitated and shrank back. Shen Wenxuan grabbed his hand and ate the egg custard from his spoon.

It's delicious, as expected of me!

Shen Wenxuan put a chopstick of steamed winter melon with minced meat into Ajiao's bowl, Jiao Shihan's mood suddenly improved, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and he ate the winter melon in the bowl in small bites.

Jiao Shihan's appetite was very small, he didn't even finish a single steamed bun, Shen Wenxuan helped him, finished his own two, and ate his remaining half.

In the evening, Shen Wenxuan supervised him to drink the medicine and fed a piece of candied fruit into his mouth. The candied fruit given to him a few days ago seemed to have no trace of being touched at all.

Shen Wenxuan sighed: "What are you saving? I'll buy it for you after you finish eating."

Jiao Shihan smiled and nodded, but he was already thinking about how to start earning money. He couldn't always rely on his elder brother to support him, but Shen Wenxuan interrupted the calculation in his heart, and was urged to brush his teeth, go to bed, sleep.

He took off his clothes, leaving only obscene clothes, and he could clearly feel the coolness and softness of the bedding underneath.

Shen Wenxuan was sitting not far away, and hadn't gone to bed yet.

Jiao Shihan felt her heart beating a little faster, and she couldn't help but grasp the quilt tightly with her fingers.

Shen Wenxuan sat at the desk and flipped through the three books left by the original owner by the oil lamp. While reading, he slid his fingers on the table to practice traditional characters.

Pens, inks, papers and inkstones are too expensive, and the reserved living expenses are not enough. The ten taels of principal is reserved for trying hot pot. As for the money to open the shop, Shen Wenxuan has not yet.

Seven days, Shen Wenxuan leaned his head and thought, he needs to earn some money.

to gamble?

No, he said that the original owner was stupid to gamble, so wouldn't he be stupid if he gambled knowingly.

Sell ​​drawings?After thinking about it, Shen Wenxuan silently crossed it out.

Selling Qu Yuanli's blueprint is enough to attract attention, if there is another one, he may not be able to stay in this place, the contrast between the front and the back is too big, and he may be regarded as possessed by a demon.

what else?

It doesn't matter if you don't have money or land, and if you take away pornography, gambling, and his own half-hearted craftsman skills, he seems to have only a little bit of strength left.

Then...is it possible to carry the sack?