What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

The autumn night is slightly cool.

At night, torches are lit in the courtyard to illuminate the world.

Nan Xing, who was sitting on the porch wiping her hair after taking a shower, said to Jing Mo, who was doing laundry, "I ordered the first half of the leg from someone, and it will be delivered tomorrow morning."

Jing Mo picked up his faded clothes, twisted them, and there was a splashing sound of water: "How much?"

"About three hundred words."

Calculated in this way, today, including the purchase of materials, it cost almost one tael of silver.

Jing Mo threw the clothes wrung out into the empty wooden bucket, and said, "This money is not spent."

Nan Xing heard it, and asked with a smile: "You actually think that money is not spent?"

Then he really thinks it too much. After losing his financial power, he can't wait to spend one cent of his own money for three cents, and he can only spend so much money at one time when buying farm tools and furniture: "No wonder you want me to spend more money!" earn money."

Nan Xing said: "Being married is not the same as being alone." He thought for a while, then tilted his head and said: "If you are not with me, life can be very good."

"It's not too bad now. I have a husband, a rich family and a family. What's wrong?"

Nan Xing laughed.

Now it seems that what Jingmo said that he is more important than money is indeed true.

After Jing Mo finished washing his clothes, he took the hangers to dry them: "It's a blessing to have someone in charge."

Before the end of the world, his father was often talked about by his mother, but his father always had a smile on his face.

Jing Mo didn't understand before, but now he understands.

Nan Xing was coaxed by him and said in his heart: "You really don't blame me for taking care of you?"

Jing Mo hung up the last piece of clothing: "It's no wonder, it's just pocket money, just give it a little more."

Well, it seems that he is not ruthless enough: "It's still going up, is one or two a month enough for you?"

And this good thing?Jing Mo, who wanted to respond with one gulp, felt that he had to be more reserved: "It doesn't need to be so much."

Nan Xing clapped his hands to his thighs, and said, "Since you don't need so much, let's leave it as it is."

"..." Jing Mo realized later that he had been tricked by his wife.

He looked at Nan Xing who was sitting on the porch. Nan Xing was smiling under the firelight, so he wanted to rush over to teach his wife a lesson.

Nan Xing saw his intention, and said in time: "Come here and help me brush my hair after drying."

Jing Mo had no choice but to let go of his plan, put the wooden bucket into the bathroom, and pulled out a clean towel: "Go back to the room."

Nan Xing stood up and put out the torch before going to the room.

Nan Xing washed it early today, and her hair is almost dry.

He sat by the bed and let Jing Mo wipe it carefully with a dry towel.

Gently tugging at his scalp made Nan Xing feel very comfortable.

He closed his eyes comfortably.

Nan Xing felt that he had become lazy. He used to work all day and had to cook when he came back, so he didn't feel tired.

Now, after a day's work, I don't have to cook by myself, and it's too much trouble to brush my hair.

In the faint yellow candlelight, the two sat and stood, but the shadows reflected on the wall were close to each other.

Jing Mo saw that it was almost done, and then held a handful in the palm of his hand. His hair was smooth and black, and the candlelight shone with sparkling light.

He picked up a wisp and put it on the tip of his nose, it was the familiar aroma of saponins.

Feeling his movement, Nan Xing turned her head to look at him.

When he looked up, those eyes were like the reflection of the galaxy.

Jing Mo couldn't help but clenched the towel tightly, and lowered his head to kiss him.

Nan Xing took the initiative to hug his shoulders, raised his head, and closed his eyes.

Jing Mo pinned him down on the bed...

......

On the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the pork that Nan Xing had ordered the day before was divided and sent to Uncle Wu.

Uncle Wu collected the pork and divided them with moon cakes, waiting for the couple to give gifts together.

But today, the husband and wife got up late, and the people who came here at Maoshi in the past were not seen at Chenshi this morning.

Of course, it was impossible for Fifth Uncle to call them.

He is a person who has experienced it, so how can he not understand the things about young people.

He wished Jing Mo would work harder so that he could embrace his great-grandson as soon as possible.

Jing Mo really went too far last night, he quarreled three times, and finally made Nan Xing lose his temper, threatening him to sleep in a separate bed tonight, so he reluctantly let him go.

This also caused Nanxing to rise late.

Jing Mo woke up a long time ago, but seeing his wife sleeping soundly, he hugged her and went back to sleep.

Nan Xing crossed her somewhat sore waist and was washed by Jing Mo.

Strange to say, every time after that incident, he felt sore all over his body, but when he woke up, he was just tired and not uncomfortable. How could he know that Jingmo used his supernatural power to massage him every time.

Nan Xing was washed and washed by him, and his hair was combed again. Then he pinched Jing Mo's face and said: "Next time you dare to mess around like this, I will sleep in the same bed as you."

"We are newlyweds, right?" Who would sleep in separate rooms right after getting married?

Seeing that he still had the face to refute, Nan Xing cursed with a blushing face, "That's not like you..." It takes so many times, each time lasts so long, and it lasts for an hour or two.

Jing Mo understood what he meant, and was not ashamed, but instead smiled: "I can't control it."

Nan Xing had no discussion on his face: "Then sleep in separate beds."

"Hey, I can control it again."

Nan Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

Speaking of this matter, it is cool, but Fei Yao, he is not a waist and legs beaten by iron, and it takes half a night to be pressed by Jing Mo, and the iron man can't bear it.

He also didn't want to sleep in a separate bed, Jing Mo's embrace was warm and fragrant, even though they had been married for less than a month, he was already used to being hugged and slept by him.

"Let's go, go to Grandpa's side, it's time to give gifts to the uncles."

"Ah."

Jing Mo took the key, and the two went out one after the other.

We went to have breakfast first, and then the couple brought things and gave gifts.

First went to uncle's house.

It is a custom to go back to her natal home during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so only the uncle and peers are at home, and the elders all accompany the daughter-in-law back to her natal home.

Nan Xing is newly married, no matter how close she lives, she has to keep someone at home to guard her.

In addition, tomorrow is Nanxiong's wedding, so the juniors are also back.

After the husband and wife delivered the presents, everyone sat down for a meeting, and when they got home, it was almost noon.

During the meal, Uncle Wu said to Nan Xing, "There are a lot of leeks growing in the field. You can cut some in the afternoon and make stuffed bean curd with leeks."

"Okay, I haven't eaten the pig's trotters that Jingmo bought yesterday, let's stew the pig's trotters tonight, what else do I want to eat?"

This is a dish for one person, and three people can't eat too much, so Jing Mo said, "Is there any pork that was delivered in the morning?"

Uncle Wu cleaned up the pork, he knew: "Yes, there are still some pigs in the water."

Jing Mo nodded: "That night, cook some soup and stir-fry some vegetables, it's enough to eat."

Nan Xing also nodded.

The tofu used in Yong Tau Foo with Chives is deep-fried, and then stuffed with prepared leek stuffing for cooking. The tofu that absorbs the aroma of leeks is very delicious.

Two trotters, one stewed with peanuts.

Stewed for a long time, the trotters are soft and rotten, full of taste.

After dinner, the whole family started to prepare for offering sacrifices to the moon.

As a major festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival has its own customs.

Even in Nanhe Village, there are customs of worshiping the moon, admiring the moon, eating moon cakes, viewing lanterns, and drinking sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Sacrifice to the moon is to worship the moonlight, offering grapefruit and moon cakes.

The moon on August [-]th is big and round. It was hanging in the sky unattainable, but today it became within reach because of the festival.

The moonlight is like water, and under the moonlight, the whole family sat under the jujube tree, ate moon cakes, enjoyed the moonlight, and drank sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

The fifth uncle couldn't bear to waste the young man's time. After his grandson and grandson-in-law sat with him for a quarter of an hour, he said to the two of them, "You guys should go out for a stroll too."

Jing Mo didn't know what to do in Nanhe Village at night, so he looked at Nanxing.

Nan Xing said, "There will be lanterns by the river, do you want to go and see them?"

Lanterns...that's something Jing Mo has never seen before: "Do you want to go?"

Nanxing nodded.

"Okay then, go and have a look."

Nan Xing then went to light the lantern, and went out with him: "Grandpa, let's go back here to sleep at night."

This is to leave the door open for them, Fifth Uncle nodded: "Okay."

"Let's go." Nan Xing held the lantern in his right hand and extended his left hand towards Jing Mo.

Jing Mo gently held it over.

The two walked hand in hand towards the river.

The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is already a little cold, and the moonlight is also shining coldly on the ground.

The autumn wind blows through the eaves, sending bursts of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance.

The road to the river was a bit long, and they went out later than others. At this time, some people were already walking back after watching the lights.

Not many, in twos and threes, in groups.

Under the cover of night, the husband and wife clasped their fingers together, shoulder to shoulder.

There was a section of the road to the river that was flat, without the cover of houses or fields, and the wind was blowing straight. Jing Mo asked Nan Xing, "Will it be cold?"

"will not."

The two stopped talking and quickened their pace towards the river.

When you get closer, you can see the blossoming lanterns on the river floating from the shore to the center of the river with the water waves.

The cool night is windy, the shadows of the candles are flickering, and the pieces of lanterns are drifting with the waves, and the water surface is shimmering.

The shops on the other side also hung up lanterns.

All kinds of lanterns are strung together, and under the sea of ​​lights is the face of Yanyan Yanyan.

There are also lanterns for sale, and some bring them by themselves.

There are also many types, including birds, animals, and flowers.

Not to mention anything else, the atmosphere is very strong.

Since the end of the world, Jingmo has never celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is also the first time for him to participate in such an event.

Although the ears are noisy, but it is so leisurely and comfortable.

Jing Mo never thought of being able to get married and start a family. He accidentally met Nan Xing.

Looking at Nan Xing who was smiling slightly beside him, Jing Mo once again felt that it was good to come to this world.

The hands that the two held hadn't let go since they left the house, Jing Mo couldn't help but clenched a little bit.

Nan Xing tilted his head to look at him.

Jing Mo kissed his sweetheart's face under the heavy lanterns.

Nan Xing hurriedly raised the lantern to block it.

"Be careful." There are people around.

Jing Mo lowered his head, leaned into his ear, and said softly, "Xing Xing, I love you."

Nan Xing didn't understand the difference between love and liking, but tonight, standing in the sea of ​​lights, when he heard Jing Mo say that, his heart beat faster than when Jing Mo told him he liked it.

"I love you too."

Yes, they are in love.

The two of them touched their heads slightly, as if they were rubbing each other's ears.

After all, Nan Xing was not as thick-skinned as him. When he approached in front of the neighbors, he couldn't help but take half a step back and put some distance away: "Are you still watching? If you don't, I'll go back."

"Let's go back."

The two of them went back along another road and watched the whole road of lanterns by the way.

"Should I get up early to help Ah Xiong's house tomorrow morning?" Jing Mo asked Nan Xing on the way back.

"It's not too early."

As a result of saying this sentence, Nan Xing, who returned home, was bullied once by Jing Mo on the bamboo bed.

Nan Xing looked at him with teary eyes, as if accusing him of being so excited tonight.

Jing Mo didn't explain, but just kissed his crying eyes: "Go to sleep."

Nan Xing sobbed, but still rested in his arms as usual.

Jing Mo patted him on the back lightly, and waited until he was lulled to sleep before going to fetch hot water to wash his face and body, and when he was done, he massaged him with his supernatural powers. .

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Although I didn't save the manuscript, I love you all.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: three taels for one;

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