I rely on the words of the husband [farming]

Lian Xing lay obediently inside, the quilt was pulled up by him to cover his chin, and he looked at Zheng Cheng'an with bright eyes.

"Okay, that's all for today's talk." Zheng Chengan said as he tucked in the quilt.

Lian Xing smiled and blinked: "Then... good night."

"Good night." Zheng Chengan also smiled back.

The word "good night" was originally used by him, but when Lian Xing asked what it meant, it became a little secret known only to the two of them, a mysterious signal before going to bed.

Zheng Chengan looked at his quiet side face, and in the middle of the night, he could only see rough shadows and outlines, but he was still pretty and charming. The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and his heart was getting hotter and hotter.

It's just that in the past half month, although the two of them seem to have a good relationship during the day, they seem to have skipped the period of passionate love and become an old couple directly.

But who would know that the two of them didn't even have a real kiss?

As soon as the lights are turned off at night, Lian Xing will obediently get into his bed, wrapped tightly all over his body, Zheng Chengan dare not act rashly, for fear of offending the other party, but if he continues like this, he is afraid that he will suffocate to death .

At first, Zheng Chengan thought that as long as Lian Xing got into this bed, they would have intimate contact sooner or later. After all, who wouldn't turn over and roll over while sleeping? dawn.

So tonight he was daring, and after letting out a long and shallow breath from the side, he quietly crossed the line step by step, slipped one hand into Lian Xing's bed, and interlocked his fingers.

Day two.

They ate early, and went to the wasteland with sickles, back baskets, and willow baskets. Because they didn't want others to see them, the two of them walked on the path.

Harvesting rapeseed is also troublesome. Although rapeseed grows as tall as an adult, it needs to be cut off from the root with a sickle when harvesting, so you still need to bend over and hunchback. Zheng Chengan felt sore after only an hour of harvesting Tired, but when he saw Lian Xing, who was far ahead of him, his expression was very relaxed. He grabbed a handful of mature rapeseed branches with his left hand, cut at the root with his right hand, and then quickly grabbed the second bunch .

Until he couldn't hold any more, he put the bunch he had caught behind him and arranged it neatly, and then continued to move forward.

In the end, Zheng Chengan only cut half of the furrow, and the sun gradually rose, making his mind dizzy. He looked at the rapeseed that the two had cut and put aside, he felt that it was almost done, and then called Lian Xing over.

Even Xing's head had already sweated a lot, and the sweaty oil glistened on his light wheat-colored skin, which had a beautiful luster under the sunlight.

Zheng Chengan wiped him with his sleeve, and said, "It's almost done today, let's go back first."

Lian Xing looked back and saw that he had only cut half of it, and there was still a lot, he said with some reluctance: "Why don't you go back first, I can cut it for a while." Since Zheng Chengan had already said , These are raw materials that can be used to extract oil, so he naturally wants to cut all the rapeseed and put it home.

Zheng Chengan didn't expect him to be so persistent in his work, and he didn't want to be lazy and play tricks at all to let himself rest a little longer, so he lowered his face and said forcefully: "No, you must go back with me."

Zheng Cheng'an put the two people's cuts together and tied them with the ropes he brought. Some of them were put in the back baskets, and some of them couldn't fit in the back baskets, so they had to be tied to the people's backs together with the back baskets.

With his back on his back, Zheng Chengan felt that his body was very tight, and he frowned in discomfort, but Lian Xing soon discovered his discomfort.

Lian Xing's expression was full of worry. He asked Zheng Chengan to untie the pannier on his back, tidy him up again, and took off some extra branches on his pannier, and pressed his own pannier again. Squeeze and shove those in.

On the way back, the two of them ran into other people even though they were still walking on the small path. Fortunately, it was Aunt Wang who saw them, and she didn't say much, but she was a little puzzled to see the two carrying such things on their backs: "The two of you carried...is this rapeseed?"

She thought that the young man might not understand the use of this thing, or thought that even if it was ripe, it could be eaten as a vegetable, so she reminded: "This thing can't be eaten now, it's useless if you take it back, even if you feed it to chickens and ducks." It's useless, I can't chew it anymore."

Zheng Cheng'an smiled, did not explain what use he was, but said: "It's okay ma'am, I have other uses."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wang muttered, "What use is this thing?"

She was weird, but she was also embarrassed to inquire about other people's affairs, so she could only say with a itch in her heart: "That's okay, the weather is too poisonous these days, so hurry up and go home."

The sun was really strong, so he could only hurry home with Lian Xing, then put his belongings in the backyard, then grabbed Lian Xing's hand and hid together under the big tree in the front yard to enjoy the cool air.

When Mrs. Li returned home, she found that Zheng Chengan had messed up the place where she was going to put the ripe wheat. She was so angry that she went to find Zheng Chengan angrily, and said angrily, "Where did you get that?" What, why put all the messy things at home, how dirty, it's just like your father!"

"Hey!" Father Zheng put a load of wheat on his shoulders by the wall behind him, and protested, "You just say what is he doing on my head? I didn't ask him to do it!"

"Is there something wrong with what I said?" Mrs. Li raised her eyebrows, "He is your son, isn't he just as filthy as you?"

"...All right, I'm not as knowledgeable as you."

Seeing the two quarreling, Zheng Cheng'an chuckled, but the laughter immediately attracted Li Shi's scolding, so he had to promise to clean up his things as soon as he finished.

Zheng Cheng'an only found out today that the village had already started harvesting wheat. When he came back yesterday, he saw that only a small piece of wheat in the field was ripe occasionally, and most of it was still a little blue-yellow.

But Lian Xing told him that it is unrealistic to harvest all ten acres of land directly. In order to avoid being overwhelmed by the hot weather in the future, they can only take advantage of this time to find out where to get acquainted in various fields every day. Cut it back wherever it is.

Only then did he realize that this is a world without harvesters, everything depends on manpower, and he will have to cut the wheat at home after it is fully ripe. In the ground, that doesn't have to peel off the skin.

Zheng's house is an old house, with a large space enclosed by the yard, and there are stone mills and millstones left by the old house in the backyard, which saved them the trouble of going to the village entrance to be seen.

So for the next two days, Zheng Chengan took advantage of the morning and evening and Lianxing to cut some back. The ones that were cut home were first exposed to the sun in the backyard for two days, and then they used a stone mill to grind the rapeseed off the vegetable stalks. , and spread out to dry in the backyard.

The weather has been very hot in the past few days, and the wheat in the field is getting more and more ripe every day. After Zheng Chengan and Lian Xing spent two or three days harvesting the rapeseed, they threw themselves into the wave of harvesting the wheat without resting at all. .

Since he was busy from morning to night, and when he took a break, he only wanted to lie down and sleep for a while. He had already forgotten what he said before that he would go to the bookstore to inquire about the results the next day.

Ye Xingwen from the bookstore waited for several days but no one came. In the afternoon, he went to ask the clerk again: "Is that person here?"

The guy said with a bitter face: "No."

"Why haven't you?" Ye Xingwen was extremely depressed.

He finished reading those two books on the second day, and the hook left by that person was really uncomfortable, and he wanted to wait to see the next plot, but this person didn't know whether he forgot or did it on purpose Those who played tricks on them did not come for a long time.

He really wanted to read it closely. In the past few days, he had read the two books three or four times, but this did not relieve his desire for the following.

night.

Before going to bed, He Jiaxiang saw his husband sitting in front of the desk and sighed, and couldn't help wondering, "Is this article really that good?"

Ye Xingwen said dissatisfiedly: "Of course, his words are precise and sharp, and he can so accurately grasp the psychology of the characters, so that people can fully immerse them in, how amazing it is!"

"Besides, the previous scripts were written by you men, and the lines are filled with condescension. This is the first time I have seen a script with a woman as the protagonist. This woman is not afraid of power, life and death. , Bravely pursue your own freedom..." Having said this, Ye Xingwen's voice dropped a little, if only, if only his friend could also escape from the imperial fire pit.

He Jiaxiang didn't think that the book he was talking about was so powerful. "Pluto Chasing His Wife" is just a short story about a man's love for a woman. The words are gorgeous and hypocritical. It's all whimsical. Even if she escapes by chance, she will be caught sooner or later if she has no household registration and no official introduction.

On the contrary, he is more optimistic about the "Star Moon Continent".

This Hua Xing'an has a great brain and rich imagination. Such a new and strange world is depicted so vividly in his pen, making people feel that there is really such a continent in this world.

He also writes wonderfully about the fighting scenes, describing the exciting scenes with magnificent brushstrokes, as if he had experienced them himself.

Although he has never seen anyone else write it, he seems to have predicted that once this book is published, it will be sought after by countless people.

Seeing his husband worrying about this book all day, He Jiaxiang said: "Okay, isn't it just a book? Since you want to read it, I'll let you read it tomorrow, okay?"

Ye Xingwen didn't believe what he said, "You coaxed me again, but that person didn't come, why did you let me see it?"

He Jiaxiang chuckled lightly: "If the mountain doesn't come, I'll be the one, can't I just go to the mountain?"

Ye Xingwen's eyes lit up immediately, yes, why didn't he think of that.