I raised a husband in ancient times

In the mountains and forests in the south, all you can see are yellow-green tones, and every place is a picture of nature.

There are no piranhas with bloody mouths open here, no corrosive branches hiding in the dark waiting for an opportunity, and some are just a simple tree or grass, quiet and safe.

Lu Yiming searched everywhere, but only found an osmanthus tree.

Dim and light corpus luteum, soft in nature, only fragrance stays far away.

The refreshing sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance is ten miles away. He has noticed this blooming osmanthus tree from the very beginning. In the last days, these plants are hard to find, and a large number of species cannot adapt to the global catastrophe and are eliminated.

He lightly folded a branch, handed it to Miao Miao, and touched the vine it was waving.

【Do you like this? 】

[Let's just force it. 】

Miao Miao coiled up the branch, turned her back to Lu Yiming, and wrapped her whole body into an airtight ball. She didn't know what method she used. When she stretched the vine, there was no trace of the branch around.

The main vine of the seedling has not changed, but a green spore emerges from an inconspicuous place at the bottom, wrapping around the main branch and quickly climbing and growing. Under the oval green leaves, a light yellow skirt unfolds, and the fragrance strikes, making people feel refreshed.

[I'm blooming! 】

Xiao Miao danced the vines and jumped back and forth between the trees. The speed was extremely fast, and the mood was so good that he flew up. Is it barely agreed?

This reminded Lu Yiming of a past event. In the end of the world, once Xiao Miao saw some beautiful plants, he beat them harder than anyone else, as if he wanted to take his wife away.

Before, he thought it was just a natural selection among the same kind, but the truth is that it is envious and jealous because it cannot bloom?

Lu Yiming, who saw through everything, looked at the cheerful look of this bear child, showing a kind smile like an old father, this poor child.

[It's raining heavily, we should go down the mountain. 】

The sky was dark, Lu Yiming took two steps, the soles of his feet were covered with wet soil, adding a sense of heaviness.The rain gradually became heavier, and the hazy fog added a tulle to the mountains.

After walking for a while, he saw a vague figure bowing up the mountain at the foot of the mountain, limping, probably because of an injured foot.

Lu Yiming frowned. In this kind of weather, are you here to seek death?

Originally, he didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but as the distance between the two got closer, the inexplicable sense of familiarity made him slow down.

When Lu Yiming was about ten steps away from him, the other party noticed him. The drenched clothes were clinging to his body, which looked extremely thin. When the man lifted his wet face, Lu Yiming almost couldn't help but swear.

This person is none other than his husband, Pei Xing.

Seeing Pei Xing's distressed appearance, unreasonable anger rose from his heart, and he put on a very bad face: "What are you doing here?"

Maybe it was because his tone was too cold, or maybe it was because the autumn mountain wind was too cold, Pei Xing shivered a bit, and didn't dare to look directly at him: "I...I didn't see you go down the mountain, so......"

"What if I've already gone home? What if you can't find a plan? You thin arms and legs, are you waiting to feed the tiger?"

"Going up with a broken leg, do you think you are a fairy?"

Pei Xing was silent and didn't speak. He didn't feel anything when he accidentally fell just now, but now he felt aggrieved after being scolded loudly.

Ever since her husband entered the mountain again, he has been absent-minded, staring at the entrance from time to time, not letting go of any figure.

Two people carried wild boars down the mountain. Everyone was amazed, but he was the only one who kept searching for a figure of a certain person.

Most of the people who went up the mountain had come down the mountain, and he began to feel restless, worried that something would happen to him, and whether he would encounter a herd of wild boars again. He was restless, put down what he was doing, and stared at the entrance without blinking.

The pattering rain swirled down from the air, and after Brother Wu stepped out of Xiaoyin Mountain, he guessed that the husband must be behind, so he stretched his neck and waited patiently.

But no, nothing.

He was sure he didn't miss anyone, and his panic drove him up the mountain.

He has been to the outskirts of Xiaoyin Mountain thousands of times. During the famine period, he went up the mountain with the women and brothers in the village almost every day to collect firewood and wild vegetables.

So even though he was a little scared, he obeyed himself and decided to go up the mountain to have a look. If he couldn't find it, he went home and asked for help.

Fortunately, my husband is fine. When I saw my husband, I didn't even mention how happy he was, but when I met him, before I even said a word, an overwhelming reprimand came over me.

Endless worries in exchange for incomprehensible reprimands.

An inexplicable grievance welled up in his heart, causing the original smile to collapse instantly.

"Come up."

Pei Xing, who was immersed in his own world, didn't hear it. Lu Yiming raised his voice and said again: "Come up."

Seeing the person stuck in place, he pursed his thin lips lightly, telling himself to hold his breath, the other party was still an ignorant boy.

He walked up to Pei Xing, put the human arm around his neck, turned around, bent over, crossed his thighs, and got up, all in one go.

The person being carried was stiff at first, but he didn't struggle to get up after he realized it. He tightened his neck to soften his body, buried his head in the back of his neck, and rubbed against him.

The warm body temperature came through the wet clothes, Pei Xing felt the strong heartbeat underneath, and the hanging heart was finally able to return to its original place.

At this moment, he was reluctant to get down because of selfishness, and the spacious back made him feel very at ease.

The sound of wind and rain passed by their ears, Lu Yiming didn't say a word, and ran in the rain with a certain young husband on his back.

******

"Hey, you're finally back. Your father and I are discussing going out to find you."

When they opened the door and entered, Mother Lu was wearing the coir raincoat neatly, and was pulling up a bamboo hat in her hand, as if she was about to go out.

Mother Lu took a closer look, and found that Pei Xing was being carried back, she was startled, and said nervously, "What's wrong with Brother Xing?!"

"I sprained my ankle."

Lu Yiming walked to the chair in the lobby and wanted to put him down so that someone could check his injuries, but the man on his back grabbed him by the neck and refused to get off.

"Brother Xing?"

Seeing that there was no response, Mother Lu patted Pei Xing on the back, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to touch his face against Lu Yiming's neck, her hand was hot.

"Brother Xing has a fever, Bao, you send him to the room, change his clothes, and I'll boil some hot water for you."

It turned out to be sick.

The two didn't communicate along the way, Lu Yiming was a little annoyed, why didn't he notice his abnormality.

He noticed that the skin between the two was a little hot, but he thought it was the psychological effect of the contrast between hot and cold, so he didn't think too much about it, because he didn't know that the other party was sick.

Not caring too much, he put the person on the single bed, and cruelly opened the arms wrapped around him. Without the heat source, Pei Xing put his hands back on his chest, curled up into a ball, trembling.

"It's so cold."

The outside of his body felt hot to the touch, and the inside was like a cold current flowing through it, icy cold to the bone.

"Wait here, I'll be right over."

Lu Yiming walked to the closet, rummaged through the closet and couldn't find the other party's clothes, so he grabbed an unworn piece from his pile and threw it on the bed not far away.

He took another dry handkerchief, picked up the boy who didn't have much weight, and came to the bed.

The man was burnt, and his whole body was weak and powerless. Lu Yiming stripped off his wet clothes one by one. Under the loose clothes, the young man was as skinny as a stick, with not much flesh on his body, which made him frown.

After drying the person's body, he quickly put on the prepared inner coat on him, stuffed him into the bed, and wrapped the quilt tightly.

Pei Xing stretched out his fingers from under the quilt, gently hooked his sleeve, stared at him with blurred eyes, and called out stubbornly: "Husband..."

With this insignificant strength, Lu Yiming could break free as long as he stood up, but he didn't move.

Sighing lightly, I originally wanted to hang him out for two days to let his memory grow, but I still couldn't help but respond to the poor little thing: "I'm here."

"Are you still angry?"

Seeing the other party's powerless appearance, what could he do, Lu Yiming put back the arms that had slipped out of the bed, tightened the corners of the quilt on both sides, and tucked them under the other's shoulders.

"I am not angry."

"That's good."

Seeing people close their eyes weakly, he glanced at his clothes that were still dripping, got up and took another set of clothes from the closet, and changed them behind the screen.

The sleeves didn't fully cover his forearms, and the trousers also exposed half of his calves. The clothes were too small for him, but too big for Pei Xing.

It should be the old clothes of the original body a few years ago, and I don't know who took them out, but now that the body has grown taller, I haven't had time to change them into new ones.

"The hot water is here."

Lu Yiming took the bucket brought by Lu's mother and poured it into the bathtub. He tested the temperature of the water and found it was just right.

After going back and forth four or five times, the tub was half full of water. He dug Pei Xing out of the bed, took off his underwear, and put him into the tub without any distracting thoughts.

As the person entered, the water level rose slowly, just below his shoulders, and when his body was completely submerged in the water, Lu Yiming took a handkerchief, wet it, and washed his waist-length hair.

The heat was steaming, and Pei Xing's icy body finally returned to some temperature after soaking in the hot water.

His heavy head became clearer, and when he recalled what happened just now, he himself didn't know whether it was the fever that caused the hotness in his heart, or whether it was the actions of his husband that made his whole body hot.

Pei Xing's feathery eyelashes fluttered gently, with a few drops of condensed water on the tip. He lowered his head and stretched out a hand to grab the soft handkerchief on top of his head.

"I'll do it myself."

His hand was grabbed, he raised his head to look for the other's eyes, and found that his brows were furrowed, staring at the injury on the back of his hand in a daze.

Pei Xing shrank his palm and wanted to pull it away, but the other party didn't give him a chance, and instead squeezed it even tighter.

"When did you get hurt?"

"I was not careful when cutting the rice, but it's okay, it's just a small injury, it's not a problem."

This explanation didn't make Lu Yiming frowned. There was a thumb-long slit on the originally smooth arm, which looked extremely dazzling, and his hands were full of calluses. It seemed that he had worked hard.

His hands were hurt and his feet were also limping, but this man was still thinking about the half acre of land.

"My clothes are too small. When you recover from your illness, you can help me change my clothes at home. I will cut the rice in the field."

If someone had told him yesterday that tomorrow you would propose to go to the rice field to harvest rice in person, Lu Yiming would definitely sneer and retort, it is impossible in this life.

Even though he grew up in an orphanage, he never worked in the fields for a day, went to college to experience the end of the world, and never engaged in agricultural-related work.

After becoming a leader, who dares to force him to do farm work?Don't want to live anymore, right?

Letting him go to the ground willingly is even more outrageous than the sun coming out from the west.

But it turns out that when the flag is up, it is meant to be down.

Pei Xing shook his head like a rattle: "How can this be done? Now is the time when manpower is needed, how can you do it alone?"

What's more, looking at his attitude towards rice harvesting these two days, he can also feel that the husband does not seem like a person who is willing to go to the field.

That being the case, let him do the farm work to prove that he is still useful in this family, and if he is useful, he will not be driven away.

Pei Xing's words showed on his face, even if he didn't say it, Lu Yiming could see it clearly.

He didn't explain too much, just gently put his big palm on the opponent's head, and said softly: "Good boy, be obedient."