The little husband of the sick prince's family

The evening wind was blowing, making Zou Yun's hair flutter as he sat in front of the window with his hands on his cheeks, and it also made his heart flutter.

On weekdays, at 8 to 9 o'clock in the evening, Lin Ge would always read to him his latest script. Sometimes Zou Yun relied on himself to read some novels in modern times, pointing fingers, and Lin Ge not only did not dislike Zou Yun's ignorance , will be carefully recorded.Time passed minute by minute, until late at night, Qi Lin hadn't returned to the bedroom, Zou Yun tilted his head to look at the burning candle, and pouted his mouth.

He never expected that he would have a day of being alone in the vacant room...

After getting to know Lin Ge holding his waist every night, the two of them entangled in black hair, and fell asleep together, so that now he can't sleep alone...

001, who was spread out like a slime, looked at the host's pouted mouth, as if it could hang an oil bottle high on it, and flapped his small wings feebly, thinking that the recent task is easy, just ask to hold Holding hands, hugging, kissing... Points are slowly rising as if they don't want money, so that the gradually thick-skinned host has time to quarrel with the honorable "food and clothing parents".

Looking at the unsatisfactory play in front of him, 001 wanted to pry open his brain to see if there was a bucket of waste water in it. He didn't know how to coax him when he was angry. He just knew he was in a daze, just like a salty fish, his fans It's not easy to close your eyes and brag: "Little expert in love".

Fortunately, Zou Yun finally realized that it was useless to just sit here and think wildly, he might as well go to the study to find out.

in the study.

Qi Lin wrote for a long time, but only made a few strokes, less than half a point before.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a dark figure sneaking back and forth at the door, sometimes with his ear pressed against the crack of the door, sometimes raising a hand hanging in the air, wanting to knock on the door but not daring to knock, and finally falling down cowardly. , he sighed, washed the brush and put it back to its original place, and stroked his furrowed brows with his slender fingers.

This person's every move can easily arouse his emotions...

Zou Yun outside the door was holding a small bowl of plain noodles, jumping up and down like a monkey scratching his cheek. There were many small movements, but no substantial progress.

After all, not willing to watch the little husband blowing the cold wind outside alone, Qi Lin got up and walked out of the house.

The closed door opened with a "squeak", Qi Lin's tall figure appeared in sight, and Zou Yun looked up in surprise: "Brother Lin, how do you know I'm at the door."

This idiot... kept scratching the wooden door with his fingers like a kitten, for fear that others would not know that he was waiting outside bitterly.

The moment I saw the person, my heart softened a bit, and then I looked at the bowl of noodles in his hand, and my anger almost disappeared. There were no ingredients in the kitchen at night. I am afraid that it took a lot of thought and effort to make the bowl of noodles. time.

He glanced lightly at Zou Yun, took the plain noodles in his hand, and said softly, "It's windy outside, come in."

inside the house.

Zou Yun put his hands on his knees obediently. Seeing that Qi Lin didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, he pushed the earthenware bowl in front of him and said, "Brother Lin, eat quickly, if you don't eat noodles, you will be lumpy."

After eating, he would admit his mistake! ! !

This is his feeding method of apology. In the past, no matter if he offended his manager or his friends, he would always make a small dessert or treat them to a meal before admitting his mistake...

Waiting anxiously for Qi Lin to finish eating, Zou Yun slowly said: "Brother Lin, I didn't think carefully about what happened just now, and I didn't take your thoughts into account, I'm sorry."

He and Brother Lin are from two different eras, and it's normal to have gaps in outlook on life, values, and the world, but he shouldn't have made a decision without consulting Qi Lin.

Qi Lin looked down at the wet eyes of the little husband, his expression moved slightly, rubbed his head and said softly: "Brother Yun, I am also at fault for this matter, but you and I are husband and wife, I hope You can regard me as your escape route, instead of encountering difficult choices, your first reaction is to push me away."

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The next day, at dawn, Zou Yun heard the rustling beside the bed, and followed him.On weekdays, he loves to stay in bed the most in the whole family, and waits for Qi Lin to prepare breakfast every day before getting up to wash up, but today he has changed his mind.

Qi Lin is not alone in thinking this way...

Sleepy-eyed Ning got up and saw Zou Yun squatting by the pool washing onions, he was so frightened that he woke up.

The quilt in winter is so comfortable, after waking up in the morning, he shrank back into the quilt and took a nap for a while, really just for a short while, he got up QAQ later than Brother Yun...

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Zou Yun got up and saw Ning Ge'er being beaten, he was amused, and feigned anger: "Ning Ge'er, in your heart, am I the kind of person who likes to stay in bed? Don't look up at the sky, you haven't slept late. "

His thoughts were seen through, Ning Geer's face flashed a little bit of embarrassment, but he also knew that Zou Yun didn't really blame him.

The days are getting better day by day, Ning Geer's personality is becoming more and more cheerful, facing Zou Yun's jokes, he is no longer at a loss as before, Ning Geer burst into a smile, and easily resolved Zou Yun's joke , and made people laugh out loud.

Aunt Song was carrying a small bowl of wontons and walking on the bluestone road, hearing the laughter of the two from a distance, she said in a loud voice: "Brother Yun, what happened, I was so happy early in the morning, Come and taste the wontons made by Madam Gangzhu, and tell Madam on the way."

The wonton wrappers made by Mrs. Song were thin and delicious, and Zou Yun couldn't get enough of them. He thought that when the shops in the town opened, they could add a new delicacy: Chaoshou in Red Soup.

After eating and drinking, Mrs. Song talked about important matters with Zou Yun.

Aunt Song worried: "Brother Yun, Da Zhuang dug out all the remaining sweet potatoes in the field yesterday, and there are only 200 catties."

The flour extraction rate of sweet potatoes is low, and the vermicelli produced by 200 catties can take up to ten days. Zou Yun thought it was time to put the plan of purchasing sweet potatoes in the village on the agenda. When the shop opened, he also wanted to add cold noodle, wide noodle... to At that time, the demand for sweet potatoes was even greater.

"Ma'am, are the sweet potatoes in the village still unsalable?"

Aunt Song nodded: "This year not only our Baihua Village, but also the neighboring towns are in the same situation. The sweet potatoes are flooded and cannot be sold, so they can only rot in the field." After finishing speaking, Aunt Zou shook her head.

The people in the village kept beating around the bush and asking her where the sweet potatoes in the field went, but she kept her mouth shut and dared not reveal anything, for fear of hurting Brother Yun.

Mrs. Song talked for a long time, and Zou Yun roughly figured out the situation of sweet potatoes in the village, but one-time purchase was impossible with his current ability, so he could only negotiate with the village chief.