Don't owe your face to farming

Yang Changshou looks very good, probably because he has been ill in bed all year round, has never seen the sun, and has never worked in the field. He has a fair and handsome face, clean and slender fingers, and no protruding joints. If his face is not pale and bloodless , but more like a scholar than Ji Yuanqiu.

The skin on the wrist was covered with bones, and the blue blood vessels under the pale skin were clearly visible. Yang Qiong stuffed his hands back into the quilt.At the side, Li Xiaoju quickly picked up the water bag, squeezed Yang Changshou's mouth and carefully poured a little baby's bath water.

Yang Changshou was congenitally deficient and was born weak and sickly. In the current environment where Yang Qiong lived, there was no cure for basic medicine and he could only rely on support.The water soaked in ginseng can only make him feel better. If he wants to really heal his body, he must prescribe the right medicine. Over the years, Yang Changshou has seen many doctors on and off, but he has not seen any improvement. He knows it himself, but he just can't bear to leave The next father and mother have been living on their last legs until now.

"Hey, Changshou's family is also suffering." Li Xiaoju sighed, his parents died early, at least he still has a healthy body, the worst thing is to find a capable man to marry in the future, Yang Changshou lives like this today and doesn't know tomorrow Can we still meet? No brother in the village dares to marry.

Han Qingshi looked left and right, ran to the side and moved the stool under Yang Qiong's ass, pulled his hand, and smirked, "Husband, Lang."

"We don't know if it's appropriate for us to rush in like this." After sitting down, Yang Qiong realized that he promised Lao Niu to come and see, but he didn't tell Second Uncle Yang.

Blue blood vessels could be clearly seen on the pale thin eyelids, Yang Changshou moved his lips, raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed softly, "Okay, ok, ok..."

During the day, his parents were going to work in the fields, and Yang Changshou was the only one at home. In the evening, when his parents came back, they had to rest earlier because they were tired all day, so Yang Changshou could only talk a few words during the dinner time. The rest of the time is lying in bed, alone.

Although he has never met Yang Qiong, Yang Changshou knows that Yang Datie's younger brother brought his cattle over last night. He also heard from Yang Fuyuan that the younger brother is also born weak, and now he has met with the villagers. Fools become pros.

When he saw the stupid big man with a silly smile and only the little brother in his eyes in his eyes, Yang Changshou knew that it was Yang Qiong and Han Qingshi who had come.Covering his mouth with one hand and coughing lightly, and supporting his body with the other hand, Yang Changshou sat up slowly. Yang Changshou smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, my broken body is often like that, and it will be fine after a while."

"It's okay, this is the water soaked in some herbs that I found at home. I drank some and found it useful, so I'll bring you some." Yang Qiong looked beside the pillow, and saw that there was a book with frayed corners. , but the book is carefully preserved. It can be seen that Yang Changshou should read it frequently, and he must love it so much that he loves it so much.

Seeing Yang Qiong staring at the book, Yang Changshou laughed at himself, "This is Ji Yuanqiu who broke into my house with a book when he was a child, and lost the book to me if he lost a bet with me."

Carefully picking up the book, gently smoothing the corners that were accidentally folded, Yang Changshou handed it to Yang Qiong and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, but I'm actually not literate. It's just that Ji Yuanqiu sometimes reads aloud when he's at home. , I will write it down in my heart, and I can recite it by touch when I am free."

Holding Yang Changshou's treasured book, Yang Qiong felt bitter. It was full of traditional Chinese characters. Look, maybe this is the only fun.

"If you don't dislike it, I can recite a few paragraphs." I can't see anyone on weekdays, and I can't recite it to my parents. It is rare that Yang Qiong and the others came. Yang Changshou couldn't hold back, and his pale face became a little Red from excitement.

Li Xiaoju also went to move a stool and ran over to sit down, Yang Qiong hurriedly said, "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, please carry us on your back."

Yang Changshou's voice is a little deep and not hoarse, it is due to the unique voice between teenagers and young people. When he recites the article, he has a cadence and a little childish tone. It is probably because he is like Ji Yuanqiu. It doesn't sound very pleasant. Hate.Yang Qiong hurriedly flipped through the book, and found that some of what Yang Changshou recited were from the book, and some were not.

Han Qingshi looked around and found that his husband's attention was not on him. He scratched the back of his head and bent down to pick up Yang Qiong. He sat on the stool and put Yang Qiong on his lap.The broad chest was attached to Yang Qiong's thin back, and his big hands were placed on Yang Qiong's waist. Han Qingshi cracked his mouth and smirked: "Husband, Lang."

Blushing, Yang Qiong was a little uncomfortable, seeing that Li Xiaoju and Yang Changshou were not unusual, she slowly relaxed, "Brother Changshou, I can basically recognize the characters in this book, let me tell you if there is anything you don't know .”

After a few conversations, Yang Changshou's expression was indifferent, and he didn't have the restless hostility of being in bed for a long time. Yang Qiong felt that he could make friends, so he took the initiative to speak.

His eyes lit up, and his indifferent expression finally became a little excited. Yang Changshou reached out and grabbed Yang Qiong's hand, his lips trembling, and said, "Really?"

"Naturally." Yang Qiong nodded and opened the first page, "Let's start with the first page today."

Han Qingshi pursed his lips, grabbed Yang Qiong's arm and pulled his hand back, holding it in his own.Yang Changshou was stunned for a moment, then he glanced at Yang Qiong enviously.

Li Xiaoju opened her mouth and looked at Yang Qiong, "Yang Zi, have you ever read?"

Shaking her head hastily, Yang Qiong made up an excuse and said: "Didn't Yang Dalang have studied for a few years in the early years, and that's when I followed suit."

It's just that Yang Qiong didn't expect that Yang Changshou couldn't read a single word. Fortunately, he was so smart that he almost had a photographic memory, probably because he was too focused.After teaching a whole page of characters, seeing that Yang Changshou's face was pale and all the dolls had finished drinking the bath water, Yang Qiong hurriedly told him to lie down and rest.

"Thank you, Yang Zi. In the future, if I have a future, I, Yang Changshou, will definitely repay you well." Yang Changshou's face was flushed, but it was not a normal blood color. hold on.

Standing up and waving his hands, Yang Qiong leaned against Han Qingshi's arms, "Take a good rest, I'll go back first, and come back when I'm free."

Although it was already noon, people in the village generally ate directly in the fields and would not come back.Yang Qiong lay on Han Qingshi's back, patted his stomach and said, "Let's go home and kill rabbits to eat, and then go to the mountains in the afternoon. Brother Xiaoju, let's go together."

Li Xiaoju nodded hastily, he was still immersed in the impact of Yang Qiong's literacy, and now he feels wronged for Yang Qiong. Generally, literate younger brothers go to the town or the county to marry, even if they are in the village, You should also find a capable man, although Yang Qiong is weak, but...

Unable to hide something in her heart, Li Xiaoju took Yang Qiong's hand and said it in a crackling voice.

"Brother Xiaoju," Yang Qiong smiled, "Is there anyone in this village who is more capable than Qingshi?"

Han Qingshi has a big frame, great strength, and works hard. Li Xiaoju nodded after thinking about it. It is true that Han Qingshi is the most capable in the village. It doesn't mean that other people don't have great strength, but those people are unwilling to work hard.

Stretching out her hand to poke Han Qingshi's generous back, Yang Qiong glanced at Li Xiaoju, "If I marry into a town or a county seat, not to mention that my brothers over there are literate, healthy, and my family background is probably not bad." , can the man I married treat me better than Qingshi?"

Li Xiaoju could see how well Han Qingshi took care of Yang Qiong on weekdays. He suddenly realized that no one could treat Yang Qiong better than Han Qingshi, and immediately felt that Yang Qiong was well married and destined to be happy.

This time he took a different path, Yang Qiong didn't want to meet Ji Yuanqiu again, out of sight, out of mind.This road is outside the village, with houses in the village on one side and fields on the other.It was time to have lunch now, Yang Qiong looked up and saw the old cow was resting under a big tree.

After poking Han Qingshi, Yang Qiong turned to Li Xiaoju and said, "Go first, don't let Grandma Li wait at home. I'll go to see Lao Niu and I'll be back in a while."

Li Xiaoju nodded, he was anxious to go home to have a look, grandma was getting old, he didn't want grandma to cook, so he greeted Yang Qiong, Li Xiaoju trotted back home.

Han Qingshi carried Yang Qiong on his back and walked under the big tree. Yang Qiong got off his back, raised his hand and touched the old cow's ear, "I went to see Yang Changshou."

The old cow had kind eyes and mooed twice in his throat. [Thank you, God has the virtue of being good at life, I hope that child can live happily. 】

"Don't work too hard, take it easy." Yang Qiong pinched the old cow's ears.

The big eyes blinked, and the old cow mooed. [Young boy of the Yang family, can you do me another favor. 】

"What's the matter?" For the old cow, Yang Qiong always felt that she couldn't refuse. The old cow worked hard all his life to plow and pull the plow and pull the cart, never complained, and his heart was always thinking of others. In contrast, Yang Qiong felt that he could still do it Many things.

【Last night, a weasel went to Uncle Tian’s house to steal a chicken. His dog ran after it and killed a weasel.I heard that the dog was also injured, and I'm afraid it won't survive today. Can you help me to see it. 】

Hearing what Lao Niu said, Yang Qiong nodded quickly, "I'll go and have a look."

If there was anything Yang Qiong cared about in his previous life, it was the Alaska that he and Han Qingshi raised.When Han Qingshi had a car accident, Alaska always thought that his second master would come back, squatting on the side of the road where the accident happened and waiting every day, and Yang Qiong came out to drag him home every day.When Yang Qiong crossed, Alaska was still squatting on the side of the road. Did he know that the big master was gone and he couldn't go and pull him home.

Urging Han Qingshi to carry himself on his back, Yang Qiong wanted to go and see that dog, so he should, just treat it as a good deed in Alaska in his previous life.