Counterattack life dressed as a brother

Chatting and chatting, Lin Xiuchun had already cut over from there, looked at several people standing here and couldn't help but said: "Hong Zi Xiaohui, what are you two doing here?"

Zhang Jinghong rubbed his nose, "Mother, brother Gu Yuan from the third grandpa's family is here, I'll come and talk to him for a while."

"Gu Yuan is here. That's fine. You should talk. Don't make too much noise and it will get dark soon. Collect these two acres of land early today."

"Got it, mother."

Zhang Jinghong took a look at Zhang Guyuan, then picked up the sickle and lowered his waist to cut the rice.Zhang Jinghui continued to work when he saw that his second brother had left.Suddenly there were only the two of them left this day, Zhang Jingyang stared at Zhang Guyuan and joked, "Is what my second brother said just now moved your heart?"

"Yangyang, listen to my explanation. I'm really not moved. I don't know her and I don't like her. I..." Just as he was about to say something, Zhang Jingyang interrupted, "What are you? Do you like me?"

Originally, Zhang Jingyang was just making a joke, but who knew that he saw Zhang Guyuan blushing, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what bad idea he had.

Zhang Guyuan lowered his head and avoided this topic without saying a word. He didn't reply, neither said yes nor said no, "Yangyang, watch how I use the scythe first, follow me slowly, be careful not to trip myself."

The 'sensible and well-behaved' Zhang Jingyang didn't bother to ask for the answer, and chose to forget it with Zhang Guyuan, "Yes."

Facing Zhang Jingyang who was very obedient and obedient, Zhang Guyuan didn't feel that there was anything wrong.Following him, Zhang Jingyang looked at Zhang Guyuan who bent down to cut the rice. The shorts and trousers made his buttocks round and big when he bent down. Zhang Jingyang's eyes darkened.

Suddenly, I felt that what my father said when he looked at me from the side the day before yesterday was right. A man just wants to find a simple and honest man, um... Although this simple and honest man may be just superficial.But he is capable, looks strong, has a good face, and has a strong masculine aura. Even with a little force, he probably won't be able to catch up with him.

Even so, Zhang Jingyang is not afraid that this matter can be planned in the long run.

Zhang Guyuan, who was earnestly cutting the rice, felt a strong gaze behind him, and couldn't help but look back, "What's wrong with Yangyang?"

"I'm learning how to use a scythe."

Zhang Guyuan didn't know how to answer it, but he knew it would definitely not be the answer, and he took out a fruit again like a conjuring, "Here, don't learn, you shouldn't do these things, it's only about ten acres of land. , it's easy to finish, you can just stay at home tomorrow, Yangyang."

Zhang Jingyang took the fruit, nodded obediently and said, "Okay, I won't come tomorrow, I will cook for you at home."

The well-behaved Zhang Jingyang looked very soft and harmless, Zhang Guyuan was stunned for two seconds, then smiled, "Okay."

In this way, the rest were working, and Zhang Jingyang was staring at the field alone. After a while, he was really embarrassed and started to help tie the rice. Seeing that he was working again, when Gu Yuan looked up Looking at his figure, his eyes were filled with distress.

But is there any suitable identity to speak.I can only work hard and hurry up to pass the busy period of farming. Finally, when it is getting dark, all the rice in these two acres of land has been cut.

Zhang Jingyang sat on the edge of the ground, sweating profusely, thinking that it was a rational choice for him not to come tomorrow, and doing farm work is really not his strong point. It seems that he should go to the town to think about how to earn some money after a while.

Seeing his youngest son sweating profusely at the end of the cut, Lin Xiuchun felt distressed, but felt very relieved, "Yangyang, don't tie it up, go home and wash it, isn't this farm work easy? , you just stay at home obediently tomorrow, and if you really want to do something, just cook for us."

"Good mother, honor your life." Zhang Jingyang looked at his mother playing tricks.

After a while, Zhang Guyuan also came to an end. He walked to Zhang Jingyang, his eyes were distressed, "I'll pull you up, you should listen to your aunt and go home first."

At this time, Zhang's father also said, "Gu Yuan, we can tie up the rest. You can go home with Yangyang. It just so happens that it's getting dark, so you can go back with Yangyang."

Hearing this picture, Gu Yuan looked at the rest of the work, and no longer shirked it, so he left with Zhang Jingyang. Just after walking through the corner of the forest, Zhang Gu Yuan went to the front and squatted down, "Do you want to be yangyang? you go."

"Okay." Zhang Jingyang didn't shirk, and climbed directly onto Zhang Guyuan's back.

The two walked all the way because of the busy farming, but they didn't meet any acquaintances.After chatting for a while, they returned home, and Zhang Jingyang jumped on Gu Yuan's back.

"You go back and call the third grandpa over. I'll cook and eat here together later."

"No need for Yangyang, I'll just go back and do something later."

Zhang Jingyang raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that I don't think my cooking tastes good so I won't eat here."

Zhang Guyuan quickly explained, "No, how could it be, I think it's too troublesome."

"What's the trouble? We've agreed to eat here. If you dare not come..." Zhang Jingyang didn't say anything later, but his eyes were full of ill intentions.

In the end, Zhang Guyuan could only agree. On the surface, he seemed normal, but in his heart he was very excited and nervous.

After Zhang Guyuan left, he pushed open the door and washed his hands, only to find that the foam on his hands had been worn away. He didn't feel anything just now, but now it hurts a little when he touched the water.He rinsed with cold water again, closed the door, took a shower, and started cooking.

It was late now, and he didn't have time to buy meat. Fortunately, there was still a piece of bacon that the second brother brought back that hadn't been cut. He took it out and prepared it to be fried with green peppers.

He cooked a pot of dry rice, fried spicy cabbage, water spinach, and lettuce, and took six or seven eggs to accompany the tomatoes in his vegetable field, fried a bowl, and fried bacon with green peppers, five dishes. , but Zhang Jingyang was dissatisfied, after all, in his opinion, whether entertaining guests with these home-cooked dishes would make people feel that they could see clearly.

But when he thought that in this poor village in ancient times, this was already very rich, so he gave up and finally made a winter melon soup.

When making the last winter melon soup, Zhang Guyuan and his grandfather came, Zhang Xiaojian looked at Zhang Jingyang who was busy in the kitchen, the more he watched, the more delighted he was.

Sure enough, he is a good boy.

"Here, this is the roast pork bought from Dongtou. I'll cook the pot, and Yang Yang will cut it up."

Seeing that Zhang Guyuan put something on the table, Zhang Jingyang frowned, "What did you put?"

"When I bought the roast meat just now, I took a catty of wine, and they will drink it when Uncle Lin comes back." Zhang Guyuan scratched his head and said.