The little husband of the sick prince's family

Uncle Huang was sitting on the cart, with an old pipe dangling from his mouth, puffing out bursts of white smoke, and leisurely shouted: "Mr. Song, hurry up and bring up the sweet potatoes. I'll be waiting for you for a while."

"Okay." Aunt Song urged with a happy face, "Da Zhuang, quickly bring up the bamboo basket."

They dug out all the sweet potatoes in the field early in the morning, and now they are all piled up in bamboo baskets.

The little daughter-in-law who made fun of Aunt Song just now stopped in her tracks, her eyes full of calculations: "Mother, you want all the sweet potatoes, Brother Yun?" Combined with the fact that Brother Yun recruited 10 people at once, she vaguely guessed the result.

"No, Brother Yun wants some of them, and I will put the rest in the warehouse, and take them to the town to sell together someday, so as not to be an eyesore in the fields."

"Really?" The little daughter-in-law asked suspiciously, obviously not believing it.

Jin Guihua had heard about Brother Yun selling ice powder at a stall, but she was thinking about adding brown sugar, hawthorn, and crushed peanuts to it, so she couldn't earn a few pennies, so she didn't pay much attention to it. Brother Yun made a lot of money.

Aunt Song touched her nose and avoided answering.

Brother Yun's help is due to love, and it's duty not to help.Every household in the village has hundreds of catties of sweet potatoes, and it is impossible for Brother Yun to buy them all at once, so she can't harm Brother Yun no matter what.

The little daughter-in-law wanted to say something, but Ning Ge'er, who had never had a sense of presence, noticed it, so he said, "Ma'am, I'll help you move it together."

"Thank you Brother Ning." Aunt Song knew that the child was helping her out of the siege, so she replied.

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At Si Shi the next day, Brother Ning watched his aunt go away, and boldly ran up to Wu Dalang who was still hard at work cutting the rice, feeling uneasy in his heart: "Brother...I want to go to Brother Yun's house to peel sweet potatoes. ...I made an agreement with Aunt Song yesterday."

Wu Dalang straightened his body, he had big shoulders and a round waist, and there was an old scar on his face, extending from between his brows to the corner of his mouth, looking at Shen Ren.

Seeing him on weekdays is like meeting a cat like a mouse, but this is the first time he mustered up the courage to look for him.

The little brother in front of him was so nervous that his lower lip turned white from being bitten, and his thick eyelashes kept fluttering.Wu Dalang's resolute face softened slightly: "Go."

Brother Ning was still motionless, his fingers were tangled and he kept stirring the corner of his clothes: "Auntie..."

"It's okay, if she finds out, I'll take care of it for you."

"Thank you, brother." Ning Ge'er jumped and ran away with a look of joy.

Wu Dalang is the only person in this family who will give kindness. He is taciturn and always deliberately distributes the food that he doesn't have much to eat, and takes care of him everywhere.Although Ning Geer was still afraid of him, it was undeniable that at the same time he was his only warmth.

Riverside.

Ning Geer was wearing his latest clothes, staring at the reflection in the water, turning his body slightly, and looking around.

Is it suitable to wear this dress?

He squatted down again, holding the river water with both hands, and carefully washed his ashen face with his hands, so that there was no dust.

I heard from grandma that the mistresses in the restaurants in the town are all neatly dressed, with no dust on their nails, so he has to tidy himself up.

Ge'er loves beauty, Ning Ge'er looked at his dark red face and dry hands, and felt a little depressed again. He hurried to Yun Ge'er's house with his head downcast, praying silently that he would not be rejected.

"Butt, button, button." Ning Ge'er had been standing at the door for a while, he hesitated for a long time, and finally murmured: "Brother Yun, I am..." He felt that it was wrong again, so he raised his voice and changed his words: "Brother Yun, Aunt Song Tell me to come to your place to peel sweet potatoes, are you there?"

in the bedroom.

Dim light shines through the window paper and spreads in the middle of the wooden bed. A little brother is lying on his side on the soft quilt, only a thin layer of cotton wool is covering his waist. Because of his deep sleep, the tip of his slender and straight nose is still slightly blush , The long breathing sounded in the quiet room.

On a wooden table not far away, a man with extraordinary appearance was sitting upright, holding a book and studying it carefully.

Soft words came in through the heavy door, and the person in the middle of the bed turned over slightly, still muttering something.

Hearing the sound of turning around behind, Qi Lin frowned slightly, and walked lightly to the outer room.

"Zhi Ya", a tall figure appeared in front of his eyes, Qi Lin lowered his eyes, and saw a thin little brother who was frightened by his appearance and moved back in small steps.

Brother Ning raised his eyes, recognized the people in front of him and said one by one: "Brother Qi, I... Mrs. Song said..."

"I see. Wait a minute. Brother Yun is still sleeping. I'll wake him up." Seeing that the little brother was nervous and couldn't speak clearly, Qi Lin made a relief.

The warm voice effectively relieved Brother Ning's embarrassment: "Brother Qi, no need, I'll wait outside for a while."

Brother Ning blamed himself a bit. After all, Mrs. Song was talking about the end times, but he was so excited that he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep last night, so he hurried over today.

"It's okay, he should get up and have breakfast."

Qi Lin turned around and walked to the inner bed, looking at someone lying on the bed, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curved.

"Brother Yun, wake up."

"Hmm... just sleeping for a while." Zou Yun couldn't help acting coquettishly, his tone soft.

So cute.

This thought came to Qi Lin's mind again, and his smile deepened unknowingly.

"Get up, Brother Ning is here to find you."

"Brother Ning?" Zou Yun sat up in a daze with his messy chicken coop on his head, his inner jacket slipped off his shoulders because of his swing, revealing a white and delicate corner.

Qi Lin's eyes became gloomy. He reached out to help the little husband put up his clothes, and pampered his messy hair. His voice was a little hoarse: "Hey, wake up."

After Zou Yun finished washing, he walked to the dining table sleepily. The soy milk and steamed buns in front of him were still steaming, and he knew that Qi Linwen had passed.

He glanced around and asked in doubt, "Where's Brother Ning?"

At this time, a small head poked out from the door, and said with a shy smile, "Brother Yun, I'm here."

Brother Ning stepped into the room with small steps, keeping in mind his grandma's teachings, he didn't dare to cast his eyes at all, and just stared at the floor.

The scent of meat buns came over me as the breeze passed by. Ning Geer remembered the juicy buns in the market, swallowed, and quietly pressed his abdomen, hoping to give it a sense of satiety through pressure.

Unfortunately, the sound of "Gulu Gulu" still came out, which seemed abrupt in the quiet room at this time.

Brother Ning was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. He couldn't figure out why his stomach growled so loudly even though he poured a lot of water on purpose in the morning.

Zou Yun was so cute by his actions, as soon as Ning Geer entered the door, he was full of affection for him, he was dressed cleanly, and he didn't look around when he came in.

"Brother Ning, eat buns."

A delicious meat bun was stuffed in his hand, Ning Geer was in a daze, and Zou Yun dragged him to the dining table in a daze, and sat down. He bit the meat bun in small bites, grateful but also embarrassed, obviously He came to work, but before he even started, he had a meal first.

Zou Yun and Qi Lin were taught not to eat or sleep since they were young, so there was only the sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing from the dining table.

Brother Ning looked up, and saw Zou Yun frowning after drinking a sip of soy milk. Qi Lin picked up the jar on the side and added some sugar after seeing it.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel (Ancient Dreamland) for the 10 bottles of nutrient solution, yum!

Thank you for the other cute collections~ Meme!