hunting and farming husband

The man wakes up and can eat more.

Ye Rendong took out all the stored food and fed it to Cheng Langyu.Grilled fish, grilled shrimp, grilled crab; boiled wild vegetables, boiled dates...

But men eat a lot, and what they save is not only consumed quickly, but sometimes they feel that it is not enough.

He can only be like a little hamster, collecting food and moving it home.For example, catch a few big fish from the basket from time to time, and find some river shrimp and loach.

Even so, after a few days passed, there were only a few dates left in the burden.

Fortunately, Cheng Langyu's body has almost recovered.

October [-], the day after the light snow.

Today is the day Cheng Lang Yu decided to go back.

Early in the morning, Ye Liandong got up early and prepared the morning meal.After filling their stomachs, the two packed up, and Ye Rendong was led home by Cheng Langyu.

Two people, one tall and one short, walked on the path.Looking at the back view, it is also exceptionally harmonious.

There were only some jujubes left in the patched small bundle, which were carried on Cheng Langyu's shoulders, shriveled.A man's physique looks thin when he is dressed, and fleshy when he takes off his clothes.Coupled with his tall stature, even though he was wrapped in a padded jacket, he was tall and not bloated.

And the slender Ye Chudong next to him only reached his shoulders, and because of his age, he didn't eat well, so he wasn't tall among brothers.

At this moment, Ye Liandong put on all the clothes, half nestled in front of the tall man.

Cheng Langyu held his hand tightly and muttered, "You have to take it off even if you wear it, your hands are so cold."

Ye Liandong didn't think there was anything wrong, and said bluntly: "I'm used to it, you haven't recovered yet, you can't catch a cold."

Ye Liandong felt that he had just recovered from a serious illness, so how could he not wear cotton clothes casually.It's cold and windy outside, it's not good if you get hurt again.

Cheng Langyu refused at first, but couldn't hold back his lips.

Isn't that right, the almond eyes are full of water, just a few drops of crystal glass beads falling.It's pathetic.

There was no other way, Cheng Langyu could only put his arms around his slender waist and half-hid him in front of him.Use your body to block the cold wind behind you.

At any rate, he was a man who had fought for several years, and his physique was incomparable to that of the thin and thin brother.Half-protecting the person, he moved forward slowly.

When I go to the town, I need to buy more clothes for Brother Dong.

I don't know what he was thinking, Ye Rendong walked away with Cheng Langyu's whole back next to him.And his own bright eyes looked at the surrounding scenery and the village that was getting closer.

"My grandma is kind, so don't be afraid." Cheng Langyu also looked at the village that had been separated for four years, and suddenly felt an unspeakable emotion.

"Well, I'll follow you." Ye Liandong said quietly.

It is not a problem to lie down for a few days and walk a few miles.

Shanghua Village is a village in the south of Yunshan Mountain, close to the foot of the mountain.The terrain is a bit sloping.

Along the way, the two passed long slopes and flat and open winter paddy fields.

The rice paddies are criss-crossed and crooked. After walking for a while, I walked onto the broad main road in the village.

Cheng Langyu didn't take Ye Rendong directly to the big brick house, but took someone to meet the grandparents in the ancestral house first.

Since he is the husband whom he recognizes from the bottom of his heart, he still has to bring someone to meet his closest relatives.

When Cheng Langyu stopped at the gate of the courtyard surrounded by fences, graceful cooking smoke was rising from the kitchen.

The 1.8-meter-eight man knocked lightly on the door of his grandma's house with light force.

"Who is here?"

An old voice came out, dragging the rising smoke for a long time.

Then the old door creaked and creaked for many years, like the old couple in the house, slowly.

The door was wide open, revealing the entirety of the silver-haired little old lady.

There were deep grooves on his face, and the half-head of silver hair that was combed meticulously in his memory was a little messy.The back is slightly carried, and the skin color smoked from the soil is deep and thick.

Cheng Langyu felt uncomfortable, and thought, "I'm getting old again."

Tan Chunliu is old, with a bent back, and his eyes can barely see Ye Rendong's chest beside Cheng Langyu.

The first thing she noticed was this pleasing little brother.

"Who are you looking for, baby?" the old lady asked with concern in her cloudy eyes.

Asked, also opened his eyes to look at the little brother in front of him.Although there are patches in her clothes, she looks white and clean, well-behaved and pleasant, and she matches Ayu...

It's a pity that her family, Ayu...

Ye Rendong looked at Cheng Langyu, squeezed the index finger of his palm, and summoned up his courage: "Hi, grandma."

Tan Chunliu saw that the child was well-behaved, wiped the corners of his eyes to regain his senses, and smiled lovingly: "Okay, okay."

But she has never seen such a good-looking brother?

"Grandma, this is Brother Dong." Seeing her doubts, Cheng Langyu spoke at the right time.

The old lady was taken aback for a moment, and then she noticed a tall man beside her.

"Oh, why does it sound so much like my Ayuwako's voice?"

Cheng Langyu smiled helplessly, and reached out to support Tan Chunliu.

She bent down, brought her face closer to the old lady, and said softly, "Grandma, it's me."

Facing the slightly cloudy eyes of the old man, he said again with a heavier voice: "It's Ayu."

The old lady trembled with her fingertips and rubbed her eyes: "Ah Yu?"

Cheng Langyu nodded: "Well, it's Ayu."

The old lady immediately reached out and grabbed Cheng Langyu's wrist, and clenched it tightly, as if afraid that he would run away.

"Ayu! Woooo...it's Ayu..."

"Ayu is back, old man, Ayu is back..." He grabbed his grandson again to prevent him from running away, and turned his head and shouted towards the door again.

There was a moment of contradiction.

The old lady's eyes were red, and her rough hands stroked Cheng Langyu's face.

Yes, it is my grandson.

Four years have passed, I have grown up, and my face has become tougher.

The old lady was agitated for a while, crying and cursing: "That Du Qiuhong who killed a thousand swords, he said that Ayu is dead..."

Seeing the little old lady crying sadly, Ye Rendong hurriedly stepped forward and followed her back.

Elderly people are emotionally unstable and unhealthy.

He looked for Cheng Langyu worriedly.

Cheng Langyu's eyes were soothing, and the two of them helped the old lady into the door one by one.

"Grandma, don't cry, it hurts your health." Cheng Langyu helped the old lady into the house, "I'm back now."

While comforting the old lady, he asked, "Where is Grandpa?"

Hearing her grandson mention her old man, she said angrily, "It's lying on the bed!"

"Your uncle didn't tell us at first when she found out about your return. Erlang came back a few days ago and made a slip of the tongue, so we two elders found out."

"That woman Du Qiuhong is not a good person. Your grandfather and I wanted to see you, but he said you...you went..." Speaking of this, the old lady's suppressed emotions came up again, and she grabbed her lost and recovered precious grandson.

"The old man couldn't bear the blow and fell ill the next day."

"If you don't come back, your grandpa will follow you."

Cheng Langyu frowned, his already tall stature made him even more imposing.

"Grandma, I'm back. I'll clean up Du Qiuhong. You can enjoy your life from now on."

The old lady patted the back of his hand in relief: "Okay, okay."

Thinking that my grandson will come here, I must be hungry.She said happily: "Grandma is cooking, you go and see your grandpa and wait for dinner."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly turned around and went back to the kitchen, not seeing the slightest sign of his previous slump.

When she got to the door, she suddenly paused: Isn't the little brother next to her grandson the same as Mrs. Sun.

"Oh, good, good, good looks, good conduct, but a little thinner...but you need to make up for it."

After not standing for long, she walked into the room holding the door frame.

The eldest daughter-in-law is still looking at the firewood.She directed into it and said, "Add fried pork with garlic sprouts, daughter-in-law, and cook another bowl of brown rice."

Du Jin Heye, who was lighting the fire in the kitchen, heard the shout outside just now.

Seeing my mother-in-law come in, she stopped grabbing firewood.

With a smile on his face: "Lang Yu is back?"

"That's right, Du Qiuhong, who killed a thousand swords..." When I mentioned this, I scolded Du Qiuhong once.

Du Jinhe was not very surprised. His son came back two days ago, and the stone in her heart fell to the ground.Now that he knew that Lang Yu was alive, he was also happy for him, at least he was his nephew.

However, that woman Du Qiuhong is really raising Lang Yu well?

It doesn't look like the old lady looks like this.

Mr. Cheng has four children in total. Cheng Anming, the eldest of the Cheng family, lives with the old couple to support the elderly; Live in an old house.

The fourth child is that wolf-hearted Cheng Anhua.

The reason why the house is so deserted is because Uncle Cheng went out for a walk.His two sons, the eldest, Cheng Lijun, took his wife and children to her mother-in-law's house, and the second son, Cheng Limin, who was conscripted with Cheng Langyu, had just gone to her grandfather's house.

Cheng Langyu didn't ask, he held Brother Dong's hand, passed by the main room, turned and entered the back room.

Knowing that he was worried about Grandpa's health, Ye Rendong followed him the whole time without making a sound.

The unfamiliar environment made him a little uncomfortable, and his feet were curled up in the open-mouthed cloth shoes.

Although he felt inappropriate, but he kept holding Cheng Langyu's hand, at least it wouldn't make him want to find a corner to shrink up.

He didn't even dare to look up to see where Cheng Langyu lived.

The old house is very big, facing east and west.

The big and small houses were originally five rooms.The main room is in the middle, and there is a main room on one side for sleeping.On the south side is the kitchen, and on the other side is the woodshed.

But looking at the north side, two more rooms were built, presumably it was built by the hall brother married his wife.

The yard is divided into a front yard and a back yard, all surrounded by fences.

Some livestock and vegetables are raised in the backyard, two decades-old trees are stuck in the front yard, and a grape trellis is built against the wall in the north.

The house of his grandfather Cheng Zhongshu is to the north of the main house.

Open the door and go in.A thin old man was lying on the bed.

Hearing the sound, the body on the side outside did not move, only the cloudy eyeballs turned to look over.

Cheng Zhongshu suddenly saw his little grandson and thought he had really gone to hell.

All of a sudden, he burst into tears.

With his mouth half open, he said, "Ah Yu, I hate you, why did you give birth to Cheng Anhua, that shriveled brat..."

"It's a pity that my little grandson left home when he was sixteen, and when he turned twenty... just..."

The old man slapped his hands on the bed.

It seems that he really thought that he had gone, and Grandma couldn't see it, so she dared to vent so presumptuously.

Cheng Langyu rushed up, grabbing his grandfather's hand.

"Grandpa, I'm fine."

Cheng Zhongshu was stiff, with white and black hair hanging on his temples, he murmured absentmindedly, "Ah Yu."

Cheng Langyu: "Okay, Grandpa, look, my hands are hot, if you don't believe me, feel them."

Cheng Zhongshu followed him and put his callused hand on the back of Cheng Langyu's.

Feel it carefully, it is warm.

"hot!"

"It's hot!"

The old man slapped the old hand hard, his complexion changed.But wiped away the tears in an instant, and then taught the lesson with a straight face. "Why don't you go home early when you come back, and let Du Qiuhong study hard."

Cheng Langyu explained obediently: "I was injured and was thrown by Du Qiuhong into the hut down the mountain. I couldn't leave, and I came back after a while."

Cheng Langyu is used to his grandfather's serious temperament, and he is not afraid of the old man at all.

Only pinching Ye Rendong whose fingertips were trembling, smiled and gently embraced him in front of her. "Grandfather, it was Brother Dong, my husband saved me."

Cheng Zhongshu noticed such a well-behaved little brother, and nodded repeatedly: "Good boy, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Rendong squeezed the corner of his clothes and Cheng Langyu's hand, and said softly: "No, it's not hard."

As for what kind of Sun Fulang was, Cheng Zhongshu didn't ask.

"Good boy, what's your name?" Tan Zhongshu gained strength after the grandson came back, and after venting his depression in his heart.

Ye Liandong tightly grasped the corner of Cheng Langyu's clothes, and said obediently: "Ye Liandong, the Chinese medicine's Lonicera."

"Lonicera, a good name."

"Here is my own home. Lang Yu is a sensible and filial child, and he will be able to live a good life..."

Cheng Zhongshu asked a few more words, and immediately chased them away.

"Go, go, tidy up yourself, find some clothes for Brother Dong, wrap yourself in such a big thick jacket, don't know how to love others."

"Grandpa, rest well, I'll find some clothes for Brother Dong first."

"Go, go." Cheng Zhongshu waved his hands like chasing flies.

After the young man went out, Cheng Zhongshu covered his heart, and his eyes slowly turned red again.This time, he let out that depression from the bottom of his heart, and said, "It can be regarded as coming back."

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