Don't owe your face to farming

It was already noon when Yang Qiong woke up again, and she lifted the quilt and sat up.The bedding was dry and worn out, I don't know how many years it had been covered.The room was small, with only one bed, and a dilapidated low table, surrounded by flat stones that were probably stools.The ground was fairly flat, Yang Qiong got out of bed to put on his shoes, and sighed in his heart, this house can only be described as bare.

As soon as she stood up and hadn't reached the door, Li Xiaoju pushed the door open and came in with a sewing basket in her hand, "Hey, Yang Zi, you're awake."

"En," Yang Qiong nodded, followed Li Xiaoju out of the house and came to the yard.The sun was just right, and it was warm on the body. There was a large smooth stone at the foot of the yard, which was already warmed by the sun, and it didn't feel cold at all when sitting on it.

Li Xiaoju put the bamboo basket aside, picked up a piece of silk and started to embroider.Yang Qiong looked at it and asked, "Has your land been planted?"

Hearing Yang Qiong's question, Li Xiaoju sighed, but her hands kept moving, "Last time my grandma was sick and took medicine. In order to get money for the medicine, I transferred the last acre of land in my family to another family." Here, Li Xiaoju stopped what she was doing and looked at Yang Qiong enviously and said, "Fortunately, I can do some embroidery work to earn some money. Have a good time."

With a slight angle of sight, you can see the side shed. The shed only has a thatched roof on the top, and the bottom is supported by wooden poles. The things inside are clear at a glance.There is only one stove, one pot, and firewood piled neatly beside it.

At least now is not a good day, Yang Qiong said silently, and asked at the same time, "Why didn't you see Qingshi?" That fool, don't run out. Ever since he knew that Han Qingshi had become stupid, Yang Qiong was very worried about him. Most of the people here Honest and honest, but it is hard to guarantee that some people will play tricks.

Moreover, the two of them didn't have time to be together in the previous life. In this life, when they get married, they can spend time together in an open and honest manner. Yang Qiong doesn't want to miss any time.

Twirling the silk in her hand, Li Xiaoju smiled and said, "Hey, not long after Brother Han carried you back, your little brother Yang Liuer called him away, and he probably went to farm. Although Brother Han You are not very smart, but you are good at farming, Yang Zi, you are really blessed."

Not long after Li Xiaoju was born, his parents died in an accident. He was brought up by his grandmother, and he suffered a lot from childhood. Don't mention how much he envies Yang Qiong's life now.

And Li Xiaoju's words reached Yang Qiong's ears, and it exploded like gunpowder ignited. He stood up and walked out, saying: "Didn't they say in the morning that their pigs have nothing to do with Qingshi? Why are you still here? shameless!"

"Hey, Yang Zi is not like this. I heard from Yang Liu'er that Brother Han will take care of the food when he helps out with a day's work, and he will ask Brother Han to bring the food back." Li Xiaoju hurriedly grabbed Yang Qiong and continued, "Hey, Although you have already separated from the Yang family, it is your parents' family after all, why don't you take care of it."

"Qingshi is a strong laborer, his brain is not bright, and he does not work hard and does not know how to save his strength." Yang Qiong calmed down a little at this moment, he thought that this is not a modern society, but ancient times. The farm labor is cheap, but Thinking of Qingshi working hard all day just for his meal, Li Chunhua might make some face, he couldn't sit still.

Yang Qiong had already learned from Li Xiaoju that when he and Han Qingshi got married, Li Chunhua directly separated the family and gave him a tael of silver for the separation fee, but he didn't give him anything in that family.After getting married, he lived in this dilapidated house, and nothing changed in it. The food that Han Qingshi saved was quickly eaten up, and now there is no food at home.

Han Qingshi is actually not stupid, he went to work to earn food for Yang Qiong, and he didn't want Fu Lang to starve.

There is a mountain in front of your house, and you can't find something to eat?No matter what kind of person the original body is, since Yang Qiong is here, he must take good care of his family, Qingshi, even if it means tearing faces with the Yang family.

Having figured this out, Yang Qiong stood up directly and said, "Brother Xiaoju, can you do me a favor, let's put this embroidery work aside for now, and I promise I won't let you lose money."

Putting down her embroidery work neatly, Li Xiaoju said with a smile: "Yangzi, what are you talking about, just tell me if you are busy, embroidery work is not bad."

"That's good." Yang Qiong said seriously, "I want to trouble Brother Xiaoju to carry me to find Qingshi." As for how to do it, he didn't say much. In Li Xiaoju's eyes, he couldn't accept him calling Han Qingshi back Yes, then you can only keep it in your heart and act directly when the time comes.

Thinking that Yang Qiong missed Han Qingshi, Li Xiaoju didn't think much of it. She collected the embroidery work and sent it directly to the house, and then went out with Yang Qiong on her back.

Li Xiaoju happened to know where the Yang family's land was, so she took a shortcut and jogged with Yang Qiong on her back. Yang Qiong silently memorized the route.Feeling that Li Xiaoju was already out of breath, gasping for breath, Yang Qiong felt sorry and said: "Brother Xiaoju, why don't you rest for a while."

"No... use... right away... ah... it's here..." Fortunately, Yang Qiong has been ill for many years, his body is very thin, and there is not much flesh on his body, so Li Xiaoju was able to run so far with him on his back.

As soon as Yang Qiong looked up, he saw a field, separated one by one, and many people in the village were busy farming. He saw Han Qingshi leaning forward with his upper body, with a rope on his back, moving forward slowly and firmly. Walk.The rope was tied to the plow, and Yang Datie supported the plow, looking calm and relaxed. Looking at the other fields, either two or three people were pulling the plow together, or they were pulling the plow directly with oxen, but the Yang family only had Han Qingshi pulled the plow by himself, his whole body was almost touching the ground, which showed that he had exhausted all his strength.

Looking at Li Chunhua and Yang Liuer, and their eldest son Yang Dalang standing two blocks under the tree, Yang Qiong felt his head explode. He got off Li Xiaoju's back, his thin ankles supported his skin The body trotted towards Han Qingshi.

The ground that had just been plowed was very soft. Yang Qiong just ran a few steps when his legs went limp and he threw himself forward.Li Xiaoju hurried forward after her, trying to grab Yang Qiong, while yelling loudly.

Han Qingshi, who was originally pulling the plow, turned his face subconsciously when he heard Li Xiaoju's yell, and then saw Yang Qiong's legs go limp, he threw the rope without thinking, and ran over with long legs.With a distance of more than ten steps, Han Qingshi finished running in a few steps. Seeing that Yang Qiong was about to fall to the ground, he threw himself on the ground and let Yang Qiong fall on him.

Yang Qiong wasn't worried that he would get injured because the plowed ground was soft, but he didn't fall directly on it, but on a warm pad.

"Husband...fulang..." Han Qingshi grinned silly with his mouth open, carefully sat up with Yang Qiong in his arms, and carefully checked whether he was injured.

Only then did Yang Qiong realize that it was Han Qingshi who ran over to use him as a meat pad. He was moved, but he said, "Why did you come here to work?"

Noticing that Han Qingshi's hands were full of calluses, and some of them were cracked, Yang Qiong felt distressed instantly, and changed his voice and said, "Stop working, let's go home,"

"Fulang, eat...eat..." Han Qingshi smiled and helped Yang Qiong to stand up.

"You work so hard, where can you still not have enough to eat?" Yang Qiong was a little angry, knowing that Han Qingshi was for her own sake but couldn't get angry, her heart was sour, her eyes were moist, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"Come here first." Li Xiaoju stood on the side of the road and beckoned. He had already cleared a place and lifted the big stone away. The ground was very flat.

Han Qingshi stood up, directly picked up Yang Qiong and walked over. He put Yang Qiong down, stretched out his big hand to cover Yang Qiong's head, rubbed it, and said dotingly, "Fu Lang."

Yang Qiong's nose was sore, she stuck her neck and raised her hand to push Han Qingshi, and continued: "Come home with me, don't do it anymore, look at your shoulder, it's bleeding from grinding. What a fool, I don't even know Does it hurt?"

"Come here and pull the plow, finish it before dark, do you still want to eat!" Yang Datie walked over and stood aside very unhappy, looking at Yang Qiong with a sullen face.

Li Chunhua also walked over leisurely, raised her face and tilted Yang Qiong, "I brought all the lunch, and I can eat it later, Yang Zi, are you here to eat? Let me tell you, only the lunch Coolies can have lunch."

Li Xiaoju pulled Yang Qiong, motioning him not to answer.There are usually two meals a day here, morning and evening. Unless the farming is busy, there will be extra meals at noon, and only strong laborers can eat it. Li Chunhua is right, but you don’t need to guess. Even if there is lunch, Han Qingshi probably won’t be able to eat it How much, he understands Li Chunhua's personality.

Glancing at Yang Datie, Yang Qiong was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said directly: "I think we can eat here, and you see that other people have already started eating. I want to watch Qingshi eat, I'm not hungry now." Can't be in vain After working all morning and leaving, Yang Qiong came up with a plan, he couldn't let the Yang family take advantage of it.

It was originally planned to let Han Qingshi pull the plow all the time. Li Chunhua and his eldest son and younger son finished their lunch first, and then Yang Dalang went to help the plow. Naturally, the share was shared by Li Chunhua and Yang Liuer, two people who were not strong laborers.

Unexpectedly, Yang Qiong ran over suddenly and said so, Li Chunhua's face changed, and she felt sad when she thought of the meal that had been prepared a long time ago, so she said: "I wasted so much time, pull the plow for a while!"

"Oh," Yang Qiong smiled disdainfully, "Other families have three or at least two people pulling the plow, you let Qingshi pull the plow alone, and you don't let him eat now. Qingshi is stupid, do you think I am also stupid? Feel your conscience to see if it is still there?"

Li Chunhua's face turned green and red, and she said from embarrassment: "I'm your mother, do you talk like that? Let's see if I don't kill you, a sick child who can't lift his hands or lift his shoulders."

"Roar!" Han Qingshi stood in front of Yang Qiong with his eyes wide open, like an old hen protecting the chick.