What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

When they came back from their honeymoon, it was already late September, and it took more than half a month to sell the goods. When they finished their work, it was mid-October.

At this time, the autumn wind is bleak, and the temperature difference between morning and evening becomes larger. When you get up in the morning, you should wear an extra layer to prevent catching cold.

Nan Xing is okay, he has clothes.

On the other hand, Jingmo, apart from two sets of normal clothes for hot weather, only the vertical brown is left, and this is also his fault. As Jingmo's husband, he only knows how to make money every day, and he doesn't know how many clothes he will buy for his husband. clothes.

On the second day after the goods were sold out, Nan Xing couldn't wait to go to the town, fearing that he would freeze his father-in-law.

In fact, Jing Mo didn't feel much. Let's not say that he is a strong man, but that he has experienced the extreme weather of the last days, and this kind of cool sky is his favorite.

But clothes have to be bought sooner or later, so it's okay to buy them early according to my wife's wishes.

Early the next morning, the two of them drove out in the carriage after having breakfast.

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage arrived at Wuyang Town.

Jing Mo first followed Nan Xing's directions and carried the cotton in the carriage to the place where the cotton was plucked.

When I got there, there were quite a few people waiting.

Most of them are familiar.

The cotton quilt cannot be stuffed directly into the quilt cover, it has to be processed and elasticated tightly.

So many people couldn't wait, so they went to weigh the cotton first, explained how many catties of quilts they made, paid the money, and took the receipt, and came to pick it up the next day.

Then he drove the carriage to Buxing.

At the door, Nan Xing got off the car and asked him, "Do you want to go in together?"

Jing Mo shook his head. There was no place to put the carriage here, so as to avoid the carriage being frightened and running wildly and hitting passers-by, he had to watch outside.

Nan Xing asked him again: "Then what color do you like?"

Jing Mo said: "I don't choose, it's up to you if you like it."

Nan Xing glanced at him, his husband was tall and handsome, he naturally looked good in any color.

"Okay." After he finished speaking, he took a few steps up the stairs, and as soon as he entered the cloth shop, he was greeted by the staff and ushered away.

Unable to see his figure, Jing Mo withdrew his gaze. He sat on the carriage and looked around boredly. After about a quarter of an hour, Nan Xing came out with three pieces of cloth in his arms and a cloth bag on his shoulder.

Jing Mo hurriedly got off the car to pick him up.

Three bolts of cloth, one red, one brown, and one dark blue.

Seeing him coming to pick it up, Nan Xing handed him some heavy cloth.

After Jing Mo took it, he walked two steps and stuffed it into the carriage.

They have a carriage now, it is convenient to come to the town, and they will buy what they need, so there are not many things they need this time.

The two got into the carriage and sat at one end, Nan Xing said: "I went to buy Sydney and Chuanbei, the weather is too dry recently."

Jing Mo naturally listened to him.

The two bought rock candy, Sydney and Chuanbei and went back.

When he got home, Jing Mo took his things in first, and then went to park the carriage. Only the grandpa and grandson were left in the yard.

Seeing that the fabric Nan Xing bought was brightly colored, Fifth Uncle asked, "Is this for the Chinese New Year?"

Nan Xing just put rock sugar and other things into the kitchen, and when he came out, he heard him ask this question, and replied: "Well, the brown one is used to make a quilt cover."

Uncle Wu nodded, the color is dark and he is not afraid of getting dirty: "It should be done in seven or eight days."

Nan Xing calculated that according to the speed of the two of them, this time can be cleaned up.

When Jing Mo came back after parking the car, he saw that his grandfather and grandson were already measuring and cutting the cloth.

Jingmo didn't know this skill either, so he went to peel the pears and stew them with Chuanbei.

When the time came, I went to make lunch again.

When it's done, go call the grandpa and grandson who are devoting themselves to making clothes to dinner.

During the meal, Uncle Wu said: "I don't know what will happen this winter. I have to cut more firewood at home." There are still old firewood in the woodshed here, but there are not many in Jingmo, but Xue doesn't know what Time can stop, it is always right to stock up.

Jing Mo took a bite of his meal, and just when he heard this, he nodded, "I know, I'll go tomorrow."

Uncle Wu said: "Cut the firewood first, then tie the branches later, just to dry them in the sun."

Jing Mo still nodded.

Early the next morning, Jing Mo asked Zhou Jing to cut firewood.

On the way, I found that there were quite a few people holding hatchets and water bags.

It was also the first time Jing Mo saw this situation, so he asked Zhou Jing, "Are you all going to chop firewood?"

Zhou Jingjing nodded: "In the past, the preparations have been started a long time ago. Isn't this year just when the goods are sold? Everyone is free at this time."

Jing Mo understood, and it seemed that all the people who went to the mountain to chop firewood were men, and neither the woman nor the elder brother was seen.

"Your mother also sews cotton clothes at home?"

Zhou Jing also got dozens of catties of cotton from Jingmo: "Well, the winter moon is coming soon, and the first snow usually falls at this time."

I get it, it's all in a hurry.

No wonder he saw Nanying's wife and child when he passed by Nanshan's house this morning.

It turns out that they are rushing to make quilts and clothes at home.

In fact, the Jingmo family didn't need to make so many quilts. The one made by Nan Xing was for Uncle Wu, because when they got married, there were quilts in the dowry, which were all new.

So their home will be faster than others.

When they arrived at Mount Yuluo, they found a corner and began to cut trees.

After all, he has experience in doing this job. Although Jingmo is not as fast as Zhou Jing, he is not slow.

In the morning, the two cut down seven or eight pieces of wood that had been pruned off.

"Put it here first, and carry it back together in the afternoon." Zhou Jing was more familiar with this process than Jing Mo, so he pointed to a mountain nest and said to Jing Mo.

This mountain nest is obstructed and the line of sight is not easy to see. It is a good place to hide wood.

Jing Mo nodded.

The two moved to the mountain nest and left it there. When they went down the mountain, Zhou Jing carried two logs and Jing Mo carried three [-]-[-]-meter-long logs down the mountain.

Jing Mo put the back wood back to his side.

Uncle Wu occasionally does bamboo weaving, and there will be not enough space to store the materials.

Jing Mo washed his face before going to the front.

He went to chop firewood, Nan Xing couldn't possibly let him come back to cook, it was hard work, and my husband must feel sorry for him.

Although they are also people with a bit of family background, it is not necessary to spend money to buy firewood from others. It is not a special period now, and it is not good to waste this money.

Seeing Jing Mo come back, he smiled at him: "Are you tired?"

Nan Xing is cooking in the kitchen, it will be just the two of them.

Jing Mo walked over, held his face and kissed him: "You underestimate me too."

"Then come on."

Jing Mo lowered his head and bit his mouth against those ruddy lips.

The days of chopping wood are dull and boring, and the younger brother Zhou Jing is by his side, which is even less interesting.

Jing Mo can only heal his loneliness by working hard.

Although Nan Xing said that he would accompany him, according to the current progress, when he has prepared all the firewood he needs in winter, Nan Xing may not be able to make a cotton coat.

After going up and down the mountain for five consecutive days, the cut logs filled the corners of the yard.

During this period, after the wind rose overnight, the temperature dropped sharply.

In the evening, after making out, the two hugging each other were talking in a low voice.

Nan Xing's breath was still a little unsteady: "Fortunately, I bought you clothes, it's going to be cold if you say it's cold today."

The temperature dropped last night.

When I woke up this morning, I could feel the cold.

Jing Mo's hands kept stroking his delicate back, and his lips kissed him stickily: "How long can you finish?"

"Hurry up, wait for another two days." Nan Xing became angry at being touched by him, and couldn't help kissing him.

Two people, you don't know me, I don't know you, they are tightly entangled in this night when the temperature drops suddenly, it is so warm.

"Okay." After Jing Mo finished speaking, he turned over to hold him down, and pulled the quilt over his head to block all the spring light.

......

On the eighth day when Jingmo went up the mountain to cut firewood, Nan Xing finally finished the cotton coat and quilt cover.

Including the scarf and gloves specially sewn for the fifth uncle.

At this time, Jing Mo had already chopped enough wood, and the remaining branches had to be tied back with Nan Xing.

On the morning of the ninth day, it was already the end of October.

The two of them went out to tie tree branches together, and working with the wife was naturally different from working with the younger brother, and they were more motivated to do things.

When the itching is unbearable, he can still hug his wife and kiss him to relieve his cravings.

Because Zhou Jing cut the firewood with Jing Mo, and the tree branches were also together, he witnessed his elder brother Jing being so sticky and numb.

Busy until the beginning of winter, all the tree branches were tied back, because they had been exposed to the sun for a few days on the mountain, and they were already half dry when they were tied up, and they would be burned after a few more days of drying.

On the morning of the second day of junior high school, Brother Hexian delivered the last batch of river prawns and stone snails.

Next month will be the twelfth lunar month, when the river will freeze, and it will be impossible to salvage it, and it will not be available until after the New Year.

The wood had to be sawed after it was cut, and after it was sawed, it had to be cut again. This Jing Mo couldn't do it, so he planned to hire someone, but Nan Xing didn't agree.

"You and grandpa go pick some cabbage from the field and make prunes. I'll get the firewood." It took so much effort to carry it back from the mountain, how can I give up halfway at this time.

Under Nan Xing's command, the three of them worked together to prepare supplies for the winter.

There are many varieties of cabbage, and the pistachio currently grown in the field is only available in autumn and winter.Difficult

In addition to eating this dish fresh, it can also be used as prunes.

Uncle Wu picked a big basket of Xueliqing and asked Jingmo to take it back, and then made dried plums by himself.

The steps of making plum dried vegetables are troublesome, but it is really delicious to eat.

Afterwards, Uncle Wu tied up the uncut stick vegetables and Xueliqing with straw to survive the winter.

This is a means of protecting crops from frostbite, and Jing Mo doesn't know the principle behind it.

In the middle of the winter month, the first snow finally came.

Xiaoxue drifted for two days in a row.

In fact, Jing Mo doesn't like snow. Presumably anyone who has experienced the end of the extreme cold will not like snow, not only he doesn't like it, but also the tobacco vines. Before it snowed, Jing Mo put the tobacco vines into the ring.

And Nan Xing spent several days chopping all the firewood and piled it into the firewood house, so there is only a little empty space in the yard.

When I woke up in the morning, the eaves and walls were covered with snow.

In winter, it gets dark early, and some people who can't stand it will burn fires to keep warm.

However, burning wood for heating has a strong smell of smoke and is prone to accidents.

Uncle Wu went to bed early. Since he got better, the cold symptoms of previous years have not reappeared. In addition, his grandson and grandson-in-law put warm quilts on him, so he can sleep until dawn. Feel safe.

When it's cold, Jing Mo becomes a moving electric blanket, and Nan Xing loves to nestle in his arms.

Jing Mo hugged him, listening to the rustling wind and snow outside.

It was a long time before he said to Nan Xing: "Tomorrow, let's go to the town to buy some charcoal."

"No, rural people have ways to keep warm."

"what?"

"We all heat up the fire, and then take the charcoal fire into the brazier to keep warm."

Jing Mo is afraid that they will be frozen: "Then listen to you, prepare enough firewood, don't feel bad, warmth is the most important thing."

"Yeah." Nan Xing stroked his chin: "It's so fast, we've been married for four months."

Jing Mo turned his head and looked at him: "Well, the day of getting married seems like yesterday." Speaking of which, he also lived in this dynasty for half a year.

It's only half a year, more than 100 days, but the days in the last days seem to be separated by a few lifetimes.

Nan Xing turned his upper body and looked at him: "After the new year, let's have a baby."

"Ok?"

Nan Xing said: "I know you don't want children now, so I won't rush you, but after the new year is it okay?"

Jing Mo smiled: "How do you know?"

How does he know?But it's too obvious: "Other people want to have children when they get married, but you are lucky, you haven't mentioned it." It's just too abnormal, so it seems to be a problem.

Jing Mo touched his face and said, "We just got married, and it won't be too late after a year or two."

"It's not too late, you will be thirty after the new year."

Angrily pinched Jing Mo's waist: "He also said that he doesn't think I'm old."

Nan Xing pursed her lips and said, "I want him to come earlier, and Grandpa will be happy too."

Jing Mo sighed silently: "Cheng, I'll listen to you."

Nan Xing just laughed.

Jing Mo pinched his face: "I know the trick."

Nan Xing hugged him, showing his dependence: "Jingmo."

"Ok?"

"I'm so happy."

Jing Mo also smiled.

Nan Xing snuggled up to him, and they would spend the next many nights like this.

The author has something to say:

I am going to write "My Wife Runs Away When I Woke Up", and I am going to start the article on February 2 (Valentine's Day). Now I will save some drafts, everyone remember to squat me.

It's over, the lottery doesn't seem to be very friendly to African chiefs, I'll send out red envelopes to everyone, and send out the balance of my account (note).

Don't rush to scold me, I have another story.

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