Respect the little husband [farming]

It was dark outside.

Shen Wenxuan sat next to the desk, lit the oil lamp with a torch, and continued to draw, the charcoal pen in his hand moved quickly, and several high stacks of wooden books were piled up at the corner of the desk.

These were found by Shen Wenxuan among the haystacks that suddenly appeared at the door. It is estimated that Wang Muze sent someone to secretly throw them at the door of his house.

The bibliography is very complicated, and there are almost no books that specifically record the development history of furniture. Shen Wenxuan can only speculate based on the Wang family's own private furniture drawings, as well as some celebrity biographies that record the luxurious life in the Jiangnan area or the capital.

Alas, with a bald head, Shen Wenxuan looked at the full page of Zhihu Zheye, one head and two big, and it took an afternoon to finish reading.

The pinnacle of Chinese ancient furniture is Su-style furniture and Cantonese-style furniture. Among them, Su-style furniture is elegant and handsome, and is loved by literati. Cantonese-style furniture is rich, luxurious, majestic and stable, and is often used by royal nobles to show their status.

But judging from the book’s guess, none of the edges of Daqing is touched, and the furniture is still in its infancy. There is a big gap in both the craftsmanship of the furniture itself and the design of the relief patterns on the furniture.

Shen Wenxuan basically gave up the idea of ​​designing exquisite furniture, and only made improvements on the furniture drawings of the Wang family.

After sketching on the white paper for a long time, Shen Wenxuan looked up at Jiao Shihan who was sitting next to him in doubt: "Why do you keep staring at me?"

While asking the question, he couldn't help but raised his hand to wipe his face. There shouldn't be rice or ink on his face, right?

Jiao Shihan came back to his senses, dodged his eyes a few times, and lowered his head with a blushing face: "No."

The needle and thread in his hand subconsciously poked at the stretcher, almost poking his own hand.

Shen Wenxuan frowned and took the needlework in his hand: "What kind of flowers are you embroidering at night? It's not enough to bother your eyes."

Having been robbed of something, Jiao Shihan looked up at Shen Wenxuan with anger and aggrievedness.

Yes, kind of cute.

Shen Wenxuan coughed softly, pinched his face soothingly, and sighed softly in his heart, but his face was serious and serious: "It's getting late, you should go to bed, there is warm water in the kitchen, Go brush your teeth yourself."

Hearing this, Jiao Shihan stretched out her hands, and lay down on the desk, refusing to move: "I'm not sleepy yet, I want to wait for my brother to go to bed with me."

After speaking, his face became a little hot, and he secretly cast a glance at Shen Wenxuan, seeing that he just sighed and continued to struggle with the pen and paper on the table, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

But the disappointment soon passed, Jiao Shihan stared at Shen Wenxuan's serious work face and unknowingly became dazed again, recalling this afternoon, it was the first time he had seen such... a rebellious person.

Daqing ruled the country with filial piety, and no one dared to do that.

But he is very envious. If he could resist like his elder brother for a while, he probably wouldn't have been bullied for so many years in vain. Being a young master is not as happy as being a maid around him.

Seeing that he didn't even look at him, Jiao Shihan couldn't help ticking Shen Wenxuan's little finger secretly.

Some itchy.

Shen Wenxuan cast a glance at him, as if he was playing and didn't care.

Jiao Shihan made an inch of it, and hooked it again, but this time he didn't retract his fingers, and the warm body temperature spread to his hands.

Shen Wenxuan: "..."

"Brother, why don't you draw with a brush? Do you have to use charcoal for such a picture?" Jiao Shihan asked.

soul problem.

Shen Wenxuan stood still for a second or two, wandering back and forth between lying and telling the truth, the two villains in his mind fought wildly, and finally lost under Jiao Shihan's lingering eyes.

"Your brother, I'm not very comfortable with brushes."

You can only write big crooked characters that you should understand, right?

Jiao Shihan's eyes lit up when he heard the words: "I write very well, I can teach my brother."

After speaking, he poured two drops of water into the inkstone, ground it with one hand, and selected a medium-sized brush from a row of brushes with the other hand and handed it to Shen Wenxuan.

Seeing his excited face, Shen Wenxuan didn't want to spoil his interest, so he sighed inwardly and raised his hand to take it.

Forget it, isn't it embarrassing?What a big deal.

Shen Wenxuan felt a little uneasy.

After Jiao Shihan studied the ink, she sat on the other side of Shen Wenxuan, her heart was beating very fast, and she slowly raised her hand to touch Shen Wenxuan's fingers.

For the first time, he was so bold that he simply violated the etiquette, shameless, and his ears were red.

Shen Wenxuan didn't notice it at all, pushed aside the nearly completed blueprint, took out a book from the original owner, and said, "How about copying this one?"

Jiao Shihan nodded.

Both hands went into battle to correct Shen Wenxuan's mistake in holding the pen.

"Hold the pen with your fingertips, not against your nails...the middle finger should be bent a bit more, and the little finger should be pressed harder..."

Shen Wenxuan fiddled with what he said, and he no longer wanted to pursue the amnesia he showed when he did this.

It doesn't matter anyway.

Jiao Shihan held his hand and tried to write a word, she was very close to Shen Wenxuan, so close that Shen Wenxuan smelled the sweet and soft fragrance again, she couldn't help but tilt her head, and sniffed Ajiao's neck, the tip of her nose Accidentally touched the base of his ear.

Jiao Shihan shuddered, and moved away suddenly, the chair made a toothache sound on the ground.

Shen Wenxuan woke up and realized what he had done——

grass!He is so perverted!

"Sorry." Shen Wenxuan hurriedly explained, "You, you seem to have a smell—"

It smells good, Shen Wenxuan paused, swallowed these four words silently, feeling that saying it would be more like a pervert, and couldn't help but despise himself.

hetui

Jiao Shihan had her head down and couldn't see her expression clearly, but her body trembled because of Shen Wenxuan's touch.

Wen Yan turned his head slightly and sniffed himself... It seems that he hasn't showered for a few days.

In an instant——Jiao Shihan's body turned cold, all feelings disappeared without a trace, and he brushed his hair in embarrassment, avoiding his eyes to look at Shen Wenxuan.

He must take a bath tomorrow!

Shen Wenxuan got up and touched the top of his head, and quickly turned the matter over: "Go to sleep."

Jiao Shihan didn't refuse this time, she went to the kitchen to wash her feet, brushed her teeth, and lay obediently on the bed, but her mood was still disturbed by the oolong just now.

Shen Wenxuan continued to draw the blueprints. He could finish the drawings in one day, but let Wang Muze come back after seven or eight days, one is to cover up his own strength, and the other is not to see Wang Muze. What a shame.

Shen Wenxuan drew Duozi dowry, which is the dowry commonly used by women. It is better than the Wang family's drawings. It can not only put fat, powder, black, and incense, but also put various headgears. The bronze mirror can be put away inside, and the whole The size is twice as small as the original one, so it can be carried outside.

There is also a combination lock box, which can only be opened if the combination is turned correctly, but the one he drew is very simple. There are only a few gears connected behind the five combination, and the lock inside can be pried open by the rotation of the gears.

Of course, it is also feasible to simply and roughly split from the outside.

The canopy bed with a door surround is carved and hollowed out, which is more beautiful.The rose chair, also known as the Wen chair, is generally liked by literati, and it is most suitable as a chair in front of a desk.

Shen Wenxuan only painted these types, which are definitely not enough as a dowry, and the rest can only be filled by the Wang family themselves.

Shen Wenxuan put away the drawings, and began to practice calligraphy according to what his family Ajiao taught just now. Although the posture of holding the pen is correct, the strength is difficult to control.Shen Wenxuan calmed down, used up the front side of the rice paper and replaced it with the back side, barely finished copying half of the book.

When it was midnight, Shen Wenxuan packed up his things and went to the courtyard to wash up.

Jiao Shihan was already asleep, and his head slipped off the pillow. Shen Wenxuan paused when he lay down. Seeing that his neck was crouching awkwardly, he moved over the Kang screen as lightly as possible, and held the back of his neck with his big hand and lifted it up. , and put it back on the pillow.

As soon as Shen Wenxuan finished playing, he realized something was wrong, and turned his head to look at himself. When did this pillow...be replaced with a pair of wishful pillows?

Shen Wenxuan looked at the only suspect, smiled, and took the opportunity to touch his head when he was about to withdraw his hand.

The next morning, when Jiao Shihan woke up, the kang screen in the middle had been put away, and there was no one on the other side.

Jiao Shihan was startled, sat up quickly, climbed to the window and looked outside, for fear that Shen Wenxuan would disappear again.

Shen Wenxuan, who was watering his small vegetable garden, heard the movement, and when he looked up, he saw Ajiao looking at him sleepily, with a flush on his face from just waking up. He couldn't help walking over and raised a finger through the window. The hollow point is on his nose.

"It's time to get up, little lazy cat."

Jiao Shihan touched his nose, curled up the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and smiled.

"After getting up and eating, I'll take you for a walk?" Shen Wenxuan withdrew his finger, grabbed a handful of feed made of cornmeal and wild vegetables in a bowl, and fed it to the bamboo chicken.

When the bamboo chickens are more mature, he plans to open the fence on one side of the chicken nursery and let them go out for food by themselves.

"Turn around? Where are you going?" Jiao Shihan asked curiously, while putting on the emerald green coat.

"At the beginning of today, Mrs. Zhang said that there will be a market at the entrance of the village. If you want anything, I can take you there to buy it."

Shen Wenxuan said, at the same time thinking about what is still missing at home.

Jiao Shihan froze for a moment, then looked back at the handkerchief on the desk that she hadn't finished embroidering.

Jiao Shihan: ... I hate that I missed the opportunity to make money.

Aunt Zhang sent over a dozen more eggs yesterday, but Shen Wenxuan couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it.

It happened to be used for kneading noodles this morning, and then frying fried dough sticks.

Jiao Shihan took a bite, and it was soft and crispy. Shen Wenxuan sat across from him and served porridge for the two of them, and steamed egg custard for him as usual.

After eating, we went to the entrance of the village.

The entrance of Anhe Village is a large open space, which does not belong to any of the surrounding villages. At this time, it is crowded and the farmers selling things can't be seen at a glance.

Shen Wenxuan silently clenched Ajiao's hand: "Don't run around."

Jiao Shihan nodded.

He was good-looking, and Shen Wenxuan was not bad-looking, almost everyone passing by would give them a second look, and Shen Wenxuan followed these gazes and stared back.

what to see!

The people around were startled by his gaze, they turned their heads back and dared not look at it.

Shen Wenxuan took Jiao Shihan around the market, and then stopped in front of a vegetable vendor, which was filled with seasonal vegetables and oyster mushrooms picked from the mountains, with mud on them.

Shen Wenxuan picked half of the frame and paid [-] Wen.

There is a big goose seller next to him, good guy, he is worthy of being a tyrant in the village, he is physically disabled when he is tied up, and he stretches his neck to bite people.

Jiao Shihan took a few steps back, clutching Shen Wenxuan's skirt tightly.

Shen Wenxuan picked it up by its wings from behind, paid for it, borrowed a knife from the goose seller, and hit it on the head with the back of the knife, the goose suddenly became silent. Shen Wenxuan threw it in the frame on his back.

Very well, he has a recipe for tonight.

There is no water tank at home, so Shen Wenxuan bought a worn-out one from a farmer and plans to go back and clean it.

The most popular seller in the market is Zhang Butcher, who sells pork. He only opened his shop once at the beginning of the month. There was a long line of people in front of the stall. Shen Wenxuan observed for a while. Two catties, half a pig was left on Butcher Zhang's chopping board.

Shen Wenxuan planned to go shopping first, and then come to buy when there is no one here, but when he turned his head, he saw Ajiao standing in front of the nearby vendor, motionless.

The vendor was selling dogs. When he saw a customer coming, he hurriedly greeted him: "Guest officer, come and take a look. These dogs of mine are very fierce. I have trained them well. It is absolutely no problem to guard the house. And If you eat less, it will catch food by itself. As long as you have leftovers, feed it a bite, and it will never run away. If you run away, you will come to me next time, and I will definitely pay you a new one without saying a word. "

"Look, these three are female dogs, and the other two are male dogs. The prices are different. After all, female dogs can be mated with another breed. The price is a little more expensive. I don't know which dog the guest officer prefers?"

Shen Wenxuan took a look around at the dogs nestled in the cage, they didn't look very vicious in any way, and they were very thin, but it would be good to buy a housekeeper, so he asked: "Ajiao, do you want Which one do you want?"

Jiao Shihan shook his head when he heard the words, and withdrew his gaze.

Shen Wenxuan looked for the direction he was looking at just now and caught a dirty puppy from a corner with uncertainty.

"This one?"

Shen Wenxuan looked at this dirty little dog. Not only was his body smelly, but his nose was even runny. He couldn't help wondering: What's so special about this dog?

The puppy curled up in fear, whimpering and whimpering, and wanted to back up, as if Shen Wenxuan was a scourge.

Jiao Shihan looked at it and asked, "Is it okay?"

He knew this kind of dog, the Tubo dog, a dog only found in foreign regions, and somehow came here.

But I heard that it is very fierce when it grows up.

He had raised one before, but it was a pity that it only stayed with him for a few days before it was taken away.

Jiao Shihan looked at him expectantly. Although Shen Wenxuan disliked it, he still bought it.

The vendor owner asked for [-] Wen, which he caught by chance. It wasn't much, and he untied the dog's leash without hesitation, and reminded: "It's troublesome to raise a puppy, you should take care of it."

Especially this one, it may not live long after catching it, and the owner of the vendor smiled and said nothing.

Jiao Shihan kept stroking the dog's head, Shen Wenxuan saw that he really liked it, and boasted against his will: "It's very cute."

Then he lifted the dog up, trying to put it in the frame at the back, but the frame at the back couldn't fit, so Shen Wenxuan could only carry it by himself.

Alas, disgusted.

When Jiao Shihan heard the phrase "very cute", she was inexplicably concerned. After hesitating for a while, she pretended to ask casually, "Then is it cute or am I?"

Shen Wenxuan didn't answer, his eyes fixed on a booth not far away, and the violence gradually accumulated in his eyes, there were several men there, surrounded by Shen Gen.

He knew them all, and they were all well-known bums in the surrounding villages, so how strange is it that a group of bums gathered in front of a vegetable vendor to choose vegetables?

Shen Gen turned his head and looked through the crowd, his gaze accurately landed on Jiao Shihan's body, sweeping up and down, his throat rolling.

The person next to him smiled and patted him with teasing eyes.

It seems that the last time the fight was really not hard enough, Shen Wenxuan thought sullenly.

"Woof." Jiao Shihan approached his ear unhappily and yelled, more like a spoiled child.

If you don’t answer, that means dogs are cuter?Jiao Shihan was not happy.

Shen Wenxuan turned his head, his lips almost touched the side of his face.

Shen Wenxuan: "...???"

作者有话要说：迟到了，不好意思?(?òωó?)?感谢在2020-11-1501:25:20~2020-11-1613:26:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 1 cat for weight loss, Mu Xining;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Abai; 1 bottle of Wang Ziruhua;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!