I rely on the words of the husband [farming]

The two arrived at Chen's house. The courtyard of Chen's house was very spacious, and there were some ready-made furniture in the middle of the courtyard, but there was no one in the courtyard, so they yelled.

Soon, there was a response from the backyard, "Come in, the door is unlocked."

In the backyard, there was a middle-aged man bent over to plan wood, with wet forehead hair sticking to the side of his face, his side face was cold and hard, without raising his head, he said: "Here you come to beat the furniture? What kind of furniture do you want?" You can take a look first, there are all in the yard."

Lian Xing called softly: "Uncle Dafa."

Chen Da was stunned for a moment, turned his head in disbelief, raised his eyes and said in surprise: "Lian Xing?!"

"How did you come?"

"Come on, come on, come on and sit inside, it's too hot outside."

Chen Dafa was very enthusiastic about the two of them. He took them into the house and poured two bowls of warm water, "When did you come here? Are you going back and forth to your mother's house?"

Lian Xing shook his head and said, "No, we want to order some furniture from Uncle Dafa."

It's been a few months,? Ever since Lian Xing got married, he hasn't seen him come back, but he can understand such a family, so he won't ask any more questions.

"Hit the furniture?" Chen Da was taken aback for a moment, and then he noticed the man who had been following him, "Who is this?"

Lian Xing pursed his lips and gave a small smile. The smile was both shy and slightly proud, as if he couldn't wait to introduce to his family that he had found Mr. Ruyi, "He is my husband."

Zheng Cheng'an hurriedly said: "Hi Uncle Dafa, I'm Zheng Cheng'an from Shanghe Village."

Originally, Chen Dafa only knew that the Zheng family from a certain village wanted to be happy, so he bought Lian Xing from Wang Fang who was supposed to be a sequel to the bad old man.

This time, not only did he come back to life, but he was also upright, with bright eyes, and a tall figure, like a gentle scholar.

"Okay, you guys drink water, drink water."

The more Chen Dafa looked at it, the more he liked it. Lian Xing grew up under their noses when he was a child. The child's parents left early, and he was sent to others at a young age.

Wang Fang was not easy to get along with, almost all the work in the family fell on Lian Xing, he worked too much and couldn't get enough to eat, Lian Xing became skinny and skinny during that time.

Later, everyone couldn't stand it anymore, so they secretly gave Lianxing steamed buns to eat.

Lian Xing is also stubborn, he keeps everyone in his heart who treats him well, and when someone gives him food, he helps the family chop firewood and bring buckets of water back the next day.

Later, with the care of these folks, Lian Xing grew up well.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he grew up eating a lot of food.

But later, for that little betrothal gift, Wang Fang wanted to sell him to the bad old man as a sequel.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Zheng family was just about to celebrate, and if Wang Fang wasn't afraid that his reputation would be too bad, Lian Xing wouldn't be what he is now.

Fortunately, all the hardships are coming!

"By the way, what kind of furniture did you just say you wanted to make?" Chen Dafa asked.

"Babu bed, Eight Immortals table, armchairs, lockers, screen fans and so on. Also, I have drawn a blueprint here, can you see if you can make it?"

Zheng Chengan took out the sofa picture he drew from his cuff, the ink was simple, and he could only draw a general idea.

Chen Dafa looked at it for a while, nodded and said, "It can be done."

He frowned curiously and said, "What's the use of making this slender shape, it's not easy to sit on, and it's not good to lie down."

"Hey, who cares, I'll call you if you want."

Chen Dafa put away the blueprints and reminded: "But you have done so much, I don't have enough wood here. What kind of wood you want will have to go to Lao Zhang's house to order later, and let them bring it to me."

Zheng Chengan agreed.

Chen Dafa looked at Lian Xing and asked, "You guys are building a house after all this?"

How could he remember that in the past two months, the Zheng family was still poor, so they lost a penny after paying the betrothal gift.

Lian Xing: "Yes, Uncle Dafa."

"Is there enough money to build a house? If not, go back to our village at any time, and everyone can contribute to you."

"Enough Uncle Dafa."

Zheng Cheng'an asked how to calculate the price, how could Chen Dafa earn their money, so he calculated a price for them based on the cost price.

After counting the money and taking out the deposit, Zheng Chengan said goodbye, "Uncle Dafa, then we will leave first, and we have to go to Zhang's to buy wood."

"Okay, then remember to come back later and eat at my house at noon." Chen Dafa said enthusiastically.

"No, no, no." The two of them were really embarrassed to bother others, and they said together, "I still have things to do at home."

Chen Dafa knew Lian Xing's temperament, if he stayed for dinner, he would probably have to help him with work all afternoon, so he just let it go.

The two went to Zhang's house to order a batch of wood. This wood is not only useful for making furniture, but also for the beam roof when building a house.

At this time, there was no reinforced concrete, so they could only rely on decades-old timber as the pillars. It happened that the Zhang family specialized in timber business and had a lot of inventory at home.

After paying the reservation money, I told some of them to make furniture that they could send to Chen's house, and I kept the rest for him to pick up later.

When the two returned from the village, they experienced some warm and loving greetings. A grandmother asked Lian Xing hesitantly: "Lian Xing is leaving soon? Why don't you go home and have a look?"

Lian Xing smiled and shook his head: "I won't go back."

"Forsythia..."

Before the man finished speaking, Lian Xing's expression changed, and he asked, "What's wrong with Forsythia?!"

"It's nothing..." Grandma thought for a while, but she still didn't say anything. Even if she said what Lian Xing could do, she couldn't explain the reasoning with Wang Fang. Doesn't Lian Qiao still have to live under Wang Fang? , why bother to say these things to make his husband laugh at them, causing the relationship between the young couple to become tense, "It's just that the little girl might miss you..."

Lian Xing heaved a sigh of relief. Forsythia should be fine. At most, her aunt would treat her a little bit poorly. After all, she was her own daughter.

The two were dragged and chatted for a long time in the crowd, and then they went out with their faces stiffened from laughing.

However, after walking for a while, Zheng Chengan realized something was wrong.

He glanced back, but he didn't see anyone, but the fiery gaze was on his back.

... Is he too suspicious?

The figure fades away.

Forsythia, who was hiding behind the pile of golden wheat straw, came out and stared at the two people who had turned into small black spots.

As soon as she came back from cutting pig grass on the mountain, she heard the grandmother and aunt in the village say that Lian Xing had returned, but she was surprised and happy when she heard that Lian Xing had left.

Lianqiao was so panicked that she hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the village carrying a heavy load of pigweed, just in time to catch up with their backs.

She recognized the familiar figure immediately.

Although generous and strong, it does not meet everyone's aesthetics, but it is her rare warmth and security.

Lianqiao stared blankly, but tears rolled down unconsciously.

It is her destiny to have such parents.

She can't bother him.

It was not easy for my elder brother to have a family to live in.

Lianqiao stretched out her small palm to pick up the pigweed scattered on the ground, put on the back basket taller than her, and walked home slowly with staggering steps.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the door, he heard a loud reprimand.

"Lianqiao, where did you go, you dead girl? Is it time for dinner? Are you trying to starve my old lady to death?"

Lianqiao put down the pannier silently, and didn't make excuses, anyway, she wouldn't scold when she was tired of scolding.

Even though she was only young, her face was full of numbness and indifference.

She washed her hands and went into the kitchen to cook.

Forsythia cooked a pot of porridge and put steamed buns on top. Her parents ate steamed buns and wild vegetables mixed with meat oil, but she herself had to eat pickled vegetables with the porridge.

Her brother is not at home, studying in the county seat, and only comes back once in a while when he is taking a bath. When he leaves, he will take all the eggs laid by the family chickens during this time.

The dinner table was always lifeless, Lian Qiao ate with her dull eyes open, but for some reason her father always looked at her with strange eyes, and then looked at her mother, the same was true.

Wang Fang frowned and looked at her: "Girl, stand up and show me."

Forsythia put down the bowl and chopsticks, and stood up obediently.

"Turn around."

Forsythia didn't know what to say, and turned around blankly.

The person who is as tall as Ji is still thin and small like a child, with a sharp chin, and the original double eyelids and eyes appear to be bigger, revealing a strange feeling of incompatibility. Wang Fang raised a dissatisfaction between her eyebrows and said: "The whole thing You eat so much and don’t know where it’s gone, making outsiders look like I’m starving you on purpose.”

Forsythia raised her eyelids innocently, aren't you hungry?

In the evening, Lian Qiao lay on the bed and couldn't sleep for a long time. The porridge in her stomach had already been digested.

Thinking that her hut is quite close to the stove, and her parents have already gone to bed at this time in the past, even if she sneaks something to eat, she should... be fine.

Lian Qiao got up in the dark, the sky has been fine these few days, a huge silver moon hung in the air, the yard seemed to be illuminated, and she moved carefully to the kitchen.

However, when she went out, she saw that the windows of her parents were still shining with light, Lian Qiao paused, and wanted to go back directly, but she vaguely heard the name "Lian Xing".

Forsythia moved over anxiously, and pressed against the wall tightly.

"Give it back to the one that Lian Xing was shown to?" Wang Fang's voice was slightly high, and it was this sentence that attracted Lian Qiao.

Lian Feng frowned and said: "Then why not? Who told you to backtrack at the beginning, it's not easy for people to want Forsythia now, she's thin and small, and probably won't be able to do much work, what's the use of buying her back? "

Wang Fang said dissatisfied: "How old is that old man, forsythia is the best time for a woman."

Lianqiao was angry, she thought her mother would veto it immediately, but she felt a little warmth in her heart.

But she continued to say: "No, if he wants to marry, he must pay more, at least more than what Lian Xing sells, a woman is worth more than Shuang'er, right?"

"That's true." Lian Feng agreed, "I'll talk to him tomorrow, he's already so old, it's a great fortune for my daughter to match him."

"..."

Forsythia covered her mouth and slowly walked away from the wall.

The sky was so bright, but she only felt that she was in the boundless darkness, and the white light on the ground was like a thick layer of frost and snow, which made her teeth chatter.

That kind of old man, is her mother going to sell her too?

When my brother heard this kind of news for the first time, would he feel disgusted like she did?

No, Lianqiao gritted her teeth and calmed down slowly.

I have to get out.

she thinks.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow will be on the clip, which is the new book thousand-character list, and it will be updated very late, before midnight, sorry~

·感谢在2021-01-28?20:26:05~2021-01-29?20:57:28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 threw the mine: Wei Yunsu? 1 piece;

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