I raised a husband in ancient times

Gu Cheng didn't sleep well last night. It was chilly in the firewood room. If Lu Yiming hadn't given him a quilt, he would have frozen to death here before he recovered from his illness.

At daybreak, he was awakened by the smell of smoke and food from the kitchen next door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the young couple. One was gesticulating there, and the other was bending over to transplant plants.

Gu Cheng moved his sore shoulder, walked to Lu Yiming, curious: "Morning, what are you planting?"

"Vine."

Although Gu Cheng has never seen anyone plant grape vines, according to common sense, the temperature in spring and autumn is constant, which is suitable for trees to survive, and the cold winter is not suitable for it.

He euphemistically reminded: "There is a lot of frozen soil in winter, which may damage the root system."

Lu Yiming understood this truth, but he didn't care about it, and said nonsense in a serious manner: "It's nothing, the mutated plants in the farm are easy to grow, plant them today, and the fruits will ripen next month, and you can drink wine at the end of the year."

Gu Cheng didn't understand these things, so he naturally wouldn't refute, but instead nodded his head, increasing his knowledge.

"I see that Lingfulang's boxing style is interesting. It looks soft and weak, but it's actually deadly. I don't know where it came from?"

Speaking of Fulang, Lu Yiming stopped what he was doing and looked towards him.

What he taught Pei Xing was color fighting, but now the opponent is not used to it, and the movements have not reached the standard of fast, accurate and ruthless. He is making people practice slowly and quickly.

Originally, Lu Yiming wanted to answer that he taught it, but later he remembered that this was not a good thing. For example, he would ask, where did he learn it?

So the question is, how does he explain the country of Israel.

"It's not a matter of mastery, it's just that an old man I met by chance taught me two tricks, and I don't know who he is."

Gu Cheng remained silent, as if trying to discern the truth from the falsehood, he turned his head and said to Lu Yiming, "How many tricks have we used?"

Lu Yiming's eyes moved away from Pei Xing's body, and he glanced up and down at the injuries of the people next to him: "It won't be too late until you recover from your injuries."

Israeli martial arts are known for their viciousness. This man has not recovered from his injuries. It is better to rest at this time.

Gu Cheng swallowed the words of inviting Lu Yiming into his mouth. If this set of punches were used in the army, the melee strength of the dark group might be increased by [-]%.

The sound of stomach rumbling was especially clear in the quiet environment, and Gu Cheng was not embarrassed, and asked, "Is there anything to fill your stomach?"

Lu Yiming continued to dig the hole with the shovel without raising his head: "I left a portion for you in the pot in the kitchen."

Pei Xing, who was on the side, heard the food, and began to lose his attention. Today, my husband made custard buns, which were soft, sweet and delicious. Pei Xing smashed his mouth, as if he was hungry again.

"The action is wrong."

A branch hit the arm, and the thick clothes covered the surface, which didn't hurt at all.

However, Pei Xing blushed inadvertently. Her husband walked up to him and held his wrist, teaching him with his hands, with his chest on his back. This posture didn't look like he was practicing martial arts, but rather...flirting .

Thinking of this word, Pei Xing deserted again.

This time Lu Yiming obviously felt the strength of his hands weakened, he let go of his hands, walked up to him, and said seriously: "You must be serious when practicing martial arts, come and fight with me."

Being scolded by her husband, Pei Xing was annoyed. He put away the unrealistic thoughts just now, took a deep breath, and looked nervous, and would not show mercy every time he beat her husband.

Punches are slow.

"Come again."

The elbow offensive was resolved.

"Come again."

The kicking action is not clean enough.

"Come again."

Repeatedly again and again, Pei Xing was out of breath, the sweat on his face slipped from the bridge of his nose, but he didn't care about it, he focused on staring at Lu Yiming, looking for the other's flaws.

Attack point found!

Pei Xing pretended to attack with his hands, but actually raised his knees and kicked upwards. Seeing that he was about to succeed, Lu Yiming grabbed his legs and pulled him closer.

"Little Xingxing, for the sake of your future 'happiness', you can't kick your husband here, but you can add a little bit more force to the gangsters."

boom--

Pei Xing's face turned red, and his slightly fleshy cheeks bulged, like the tomatoes hanging on the top of the persimmon tree, which would break if hit.

Lu Yiming chuckled happily, and if he said a few more words, this man would probably perform a show with smoke above his head on the spot.

At this time, an unpleasant applause came from the door of the kitchen: "Good skill."

Gu Cheng was holding a custard bag in his hand, and he didn't know how long he had been watching them at the door. Judging from the effect of these tricks, he couldn't bear to solicit.

Such a person is suitable to give the gang of brats in their camp a killing spirit. After all, this is a guy who even kills his own husband.

Lu Yiming let go of the opponent's leg, and buried Pei Xing's blushing face into his arms expressionlessly, a little displeased: "Aren't you dating?"

"Who is it?"

"The person who stays with you."

Gu Cheng was puzzled, how did this person know: "No, why do you ask such a question?"

"Because I can see it with my eyes."

Lu Yiming, who was cartilage in his arms, had completely forgotten his unenlightened self at that time, and began to mock other people.

At noon, Lu Yiming cooks as usual. Today, he cooks rice in bamboo tubes. Originally, he cut some bamboo from the mountain and planned to make two bamboo chairs. It’s a pity that the thicker end of bamboo was given up. The bacon that was marinated earlier just arrived. Set the menu for today.

The steamer was opened, and the strong aroma of rice was released along with the steaming white mist. Not only were the four members of the Lu family gathered together today, but there was also an outsider who was desperately swallowing his saliva.

Stem rice, bacon, peas, corn kernels, and shiitake mushrooms are mixed into a golden-yellow bamboo tube rice. As soon as it is opened, several round heads bump into each other and smile at each other.

"Take it out to cool before eating. It's a little hot. I'll take it to the craftsmen." Lu Yiming put the bamboo tube into the basket with a tong, and covered it with a cloth to keep it warm.

Lu's mother was a little distressed: "Can you go there after eating?"

"No, I'll drop by to see how they're going. Some places need supervisors, especially the heating area. It's hard to make up for leaks."

"Go early and return early."

Seeing Lu Yiming's back disappearing at the door, Gu Cheng asked curiously, "Are you building a new house?"

Lu's father said, "Yeah, boy Yiming loves his family so much that he built a house for us to live in that is warm in winter and cool in summer."

"Hey, I think the old house is not bad, why bother?"

Lu's mother agreed, talking about spending money, but she was very happy in her heart, not to mention how happy it is, it is a good thing that her son has a heart.

"He is a filial man. I wonder if I can visit it after dinner?"

Seeing people praising her son, she enthusiastically said, "Okay, what's the matter?"

Seeing Chef Lu Yiming again, Cao Ping almost burst into tears. Mother Lu's meal yesterday was really bland!

It's not that it's not good, but it's what I'm used to at home, so it can't compare to Lu Yiming's new dishes.

After only one day, Cao Ping saw Lu Yiming as if it had been three autumns, and he was full of enthusiasm: "Boss, you are here, hiss, I have smelled this fragrance from a long distance, what is it today, Why is it so fragrant!"

Lu Yiming put the basket on the open space, opened the wrapped cloth, and revealed the bamboo tube inside: "Today's bamboo tube rice, two per person."

This bamboo is about as long as the palm of an adult man, and one is definitely not enough for each person.

In addition to bamboo rice, he also brought persimmons, which can be regarded as snacks.

"Brothers, pack up and eat!"

Working at Lu Yiming's house, what they love most is not the words about leaving work, but the phrase "dinner is ready".

At that time, the craftsman called for staff, and it was said that they were in the village, and they had to get up early and return late every day. Many people were greedy for comfort, but they were picked up by them. Now it is too late to regret.

If these delicacies are placed in the restaurants in the town, they will start at one or two hundred copper coins. If they are placed in the Yuelai Restaurant, one or two taels will be cheap. If this is rounded up, isn’t it a Yuelai meal every day?

Not to mention, it's quite profitable, at least their monthly salary is not enough to go to Yuelai Restaurant.

"Smell, it's so fragrant! Master, you are actually a chef from the master's palace, right?"

These people eat well, are happy, and are easy to get ahead of, so they pour out any compliments at the moment.

"Hey, boss, your food is delicious. I'm half full in the morning, and I'm just waiting for this meal."

"Well done you son of a bitch!"

"Tch, you still talk about me, don't you?"

"It's all."

After getting along with them for the past few days, Lu Yiming was quite familiar with them, knowing that he wouldn't care about these things, so he opened up about it.

Cao Ping wolfed down one portion, picked up the other portion, and promised: "If the master needs manpower next time, come to our shop to recruit people. We will never charge a penny. You will reward us." Just one meal."

Lu Yiming nodded without refusing.

Li Suo finished eating the rice in bamboo tubes, and while the craftsmen were still eating, he went to the construction site and checked some details. He hadn't actually investigated it after explaining the principles and methods to them last time.

Cao Ping wiped the grease from his mouth, then squatted down, and asked anxiously, "Is there any deviation from what the boss thinks?"

"No, well done."

Hearing what Lu Yiming said, Cao Ping's tense heart relaxed. This is the first time they built this kind of style, and they were afraid that if they didn't do it well, it would upset the owner.

"What's the use of this?" Another figure squatted down and said, pointing to some pipes.

Cao Ping didn't know this person, so he kept silent. When Lu Yiming saw Gu Cheng coming, he explained: "The heating pipes are used to keep out the cold."

The latter nodded and talked about another matter: "Your husband has gone to Brother Shu's house. Seeing that I am coming here, Aunt Lu asked me to call you."

"Didn't he go back to town? Isn't the due date in the middle of the month?"

Gu Cheng didn't know Brother Shu, so he couldn't answer Lu Yiming's question.

Brother Shu's house is next door to Mrs. Song's house. Thinking of his first day in the village, he decided to go there himself.

Men were not allowed to enter during childbirth. After greeting Lu Yiming, Tang Xiuwen, brother-in-law of Brother Shu, walked back and forth, staring at the door from time to time.

They were originally expecting to give birth in the town with peace of mind, but when they heard that Father Li's foot was sprained while doing work, they brought back Brother Shu, who was restless all day long. They thought that Brother Shu would be happier seeing his father-in-law, but they never expected With this relief, the little guy in his belly was released.

The sun at noon turned to the west, and a loud cry of a baby sounded from the back room, and the joyful voice of Mrs. Wen came from inside the door: "Brother Shu is so lucky, he is a kid!"

Followed by Pei Xing's exclamation: "Brother Shu!"

Tang Xiuwen was flustered and rushed in anxiously. After a period of chaos, the house finally calmed down. Pei Xing came out with a stiff face, fingers still trembling.

"What's wrong?" Brother Shu had an accident?

"Husband, husband," Pei Xing saw her husband was there, and regained her senses, "The baby is too soft, I dare not even hug it."

I thought Brother Shu had an accident, but it turned out that the baby was too fragile and frightened my own children.

Granny Wen held the tightly wrapped baby and walked out to show the big family of Li's family. Five or six people gathered together, craned their necks curiously, competing to take a look at the newborn.

There are newcomers in the family, and each of them naturally has a happy smile on their faces.

It turned out that my brother was really able to give birth. Lu Yiming was really shocked when he saw his brother give birth for the first time. When he thought of a man with a big belly, he shuddered a little.

Pei Xing saw her husband join in the fun and looked over, touched her flat stomach secretly, and made a secret decision.

It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Brother Shu's booklet is for tonight.

The author has something to say: I’m in the trap today, and the comment area will draw red envelopes~Thank you for your support~

感谢在2021-09-1000：39：03～2021-09-1020：31：19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of jasmine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard