hunting and farming husband

There was chaos in the village, and when Cheng Langyu came back, he saw Ye Liandong sitting obediently on a small stool.

His brows were slightly frowned, and his lips were unbelievably white.

As soon as he was in a hurry, he dropped Cheng Limin, who was hanging his shoulders, and walked to his husband.

"What's wrong with Fu Lang?"

Zhong Lingxiu spoke quickly, and talked about what happened in the morning.He also added: "I didn't know Brother Dong was so stubborn. I asked him to go to the bare feet and see, but he still didn't go."

The old lady really treats Ye Liandong as her family, that's why she is so anxious.

When Cheng Langyu heard this, he disapproved of seeing Ye Rendong.

Grandma can't notice, Cheng Langyu can't see it.

Fu Lang's foot never moved, it was frozen there, his lips were as white as when he first came to Cheng's house.

Cheng Langyu felt distressed, and wiped his sweat with his sleeves.

Coaxed: "Fu Lang, Mr. Xiang, can you take a look at your feet?"

Seeing people's concerned eyes, Ye Liandong's nose turned sore, feeling aggrieved for some reason.

With a nasal voice, he muttered: "I don't want to see the doctor."

Cheng Langyu pressed his forehead against his, with a soft voice.

"Okay, if you don't want to see the doctor, let your husband take a look first, okay?"

Ye Liandong sniffed, as if he had found the backbone, and buried his face in the socket of his shoulder.

"it is good."

Ye Liandong was picked up by the man and brought to Cheng Limin's empty room.

He sat on the stool, watching Cheng Langyu squatting in front of him and taking off his shoes, Ye Rendong hissed softly in pain.

Cheng Langyu said: "Not afraid."

The foot clothes were taken off, and the ankle was already swollen.

Ye Rendong took a glance and then turned his head away, the tip of his nose was raised, and his brows were furrowed.

Ox.

Cheng Langyu grabbed the little round sole of the finger, and with the other hand, he searched along the bone of the ankle.

Ye Liandong only felt a pain, and suddenly pressed his hand on the big head in front of him.

He said pitifully, "It hurts..."

Cheng Langyu put his foot horizontally on his lap, and said happily: "Fortunately, the bones are not in place."

Changing the subject, Cheng Langyu pretended to be serious: "I know it hurts and I still hold the basket, it's not good to pick it up if it's spilled."

"I'll go get some medicinal wine and wait."

Ye Rendong moved his hands away from his head and silently clasped them, half-lowering his head was a mistake.

Waiting for someone to come in, Ye Liandong straightened his head abruptly. "Ayu."

"Yeah." Cheng Langyu sighed, and calmed down, "In the future, when something happens, it's the best policy to take care of yourself first."

Ye Liandong and the others approached, silently clutching the hem of the clothes, and gathering them up little by little.

Cheng Langyu put down the bowl and wrapped his helpless hands in his palms.

"The most important thing in our family is you. If we lose something, we can find it again, but if someone is injured, the loss outweighs the gain."

Ye Liandong pressed his head against his waist: "Yes."

Cheng Langyu didn't ink any ink, grabbed the small stool, turned his back to grab his ankle.

"I rub it for you, it hurts a little."

Brother's frame is small, and Cheng Langyu can fully hold it with one hand.The medicinal wine was poured on the hands and rubbed to heat it, covering the ankles, and began to exert force.

Ye Liandong's foot trembled, and the throbbing pain she was used to spread out like a wave, covering the entire ankle.

Ye Liandong's nose was sour, and the little pearls kept falling.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"It will be ready soon." Cheng Lang's jade eyes were as firm as ice.

Ye Liandong's eyes were dim with tears, and she couldn't help but lie on the man's broad shoulders, wrapping her hands around his neck, hissing.

Cheng Langyu was hard-hearted, clenched his teeth and held back.

Ye Liandong finally couldn't take it anymore, rubbed his forehead on the man's back, and hid his feet.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Cheng Langyu's heart felt like a needle was being pricked, and his dark face was as terrifying as a demon.

The dense pain seemed to be magnified several times because of the man beside him, and Ye Liandong couldn't stop twitching her feet.

"My husband, it hurts... woo woo woo..." Ye Liandong cried out of breath, "It hurts..."

After the kneading is finished, Ye Lindong is already steaming like soft dough, bubbling with water vapor.

Cheng Langyu put on his shoes again, pulled him off his back and hugged him.

"Don't get hurt anymore, you know."

Ye Rendong burrowed into his arms, crying: "Yes."

At this moment, the door was knocked.

Cheng Langyu said, "Come in."

Tan Chunliu took the high-heavy meal and said, "It's over, let's have some food, I've been hungry for a long time."

Ye Liandong was a little out of spirits, and got out of her arms without struggling.

"Eat quickly." After finishing speaking, the old lady went out.

Cheng Langyu said: "My husband is good, let's eat."

Ye Liandong half-closed her eyes, her head hit the man's chest heavily, she was too lazy to move her fingers.

Cheng Langyu fed it to someone, and took care of the rest by himself.

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Ye Rendong has already fallen asleep leaning against Cheng Langyu.

Cheng Langyu picked him up carefully, greeted Tan Chunliu and took him back.

The acquaintances I met on the road knew that his husband had seen the fire first, and they all asked with friendly smiles.

"Are you asleep?"

"Seeing your husband fall to the ground, is your foot okay?"

Cheng Langyu whispered: "Well, I fell asleep."

"A sprained foot."

Ye Liandong clenched his fists against his cheeks, fell into a drowsy sleep, and didn't know the slightest thing about being watched.

When you get to the soft quilt, roll it lightly and fall into the quilt.

Cheng Langyu's slender fingers poked his face: "Heartless."

He took off his clothes and tucked in the quilt again.Became the watchdog for a while, then went out to work again.

When Ye Liandong woke up, there was no one in the house.

Ye Liandong pulled the quilt up to cover half of his face belatedly, grabbing the quilt with two claws.

"Sanggong." The corner of his mouth sank under the quilt, and he rubbed against the quilt as if attached.

After lying on the bed for a while, Ye Liandong sat up.

The lilies in the morning have not been processed yet, and they will break if left for a long time.

Ye Rendong put on her clothes and got out of bed, looked down at her sprained foot, and remained silent for a while.

Eyeballs moved slightly, Ye Rendong leaned on the wall to find a wooden stick to stick on, and limped into the kitchen.

In the clear water basin, there is a thick layer of lilies.

Petal by petal, it is as clear as jade.

Ye Rendong cried hard in front of him, blinked in discomfort, and picked it up.

Finally, after washing, he washed the pot and boiled water with a stick.

Before the lily is dried, it should be rolled in boiling water several times.

It doesn't take long, just a few breaths will do.

Ye Liandong burned the stick in his hand as firewood, and when the clear water in the pot was bubbling, Ye Liandong poured the lily into it.

Nearly ten catties of lilies fell into the water like white jade shells.

Pass the bamboo colander in the water twice, then pick up the lily inside and put it on the dustpan prepared in advance.

Spread it out with a slotted spoon.

After it dries in the shade, it can be stored for a long time.If you save more, you can exchange some money in the town.

Ye Liandong walked around the stove, took out the firewood and buried it in the ashes to extinguish it.

He can't move the dustpan now, so he can only ask Ayu to take it out when he comes back.

After finishing all this, Ye Rendong picked another firewood from behind the stove, and went out with a somewhat sad face.

Autumn and winter are the best seasons for digging lilies, and it happens to be able to dig more.

He bowed his head listlessly.

Why did he hurt his foot... Ah Yu will definitely not let him enter the mountain again.

In the evening, the sky was covered with gray gauze, and Cheng Langyu went home early.

Ye Liandong is sitting in the bedroom sewing clothes.

The coat was too big on the knees, obviously not his own.

After finishing the last stitch, Ye Liandong cut off the needle thread and put it away.

Time to make dinner.

He pushed open the door with a stick, and saw Cheng Langyu who pushed the door open.It was dusty.

"I'm back." Ye Rendong stretched out his hand to pull him.

Cheng Langyu held his little paw with his big hand and said, "I'm dirty, Fu Lang sits and rests, and I'll cook."

In these days, it is extremely rare for a man who can enter the kitchen to find a grain of rice outside.

"I'll make a fire!" Ye Rendong chased out with a wooden stick.

Cheng Langyu had nothing to do with him, so he came back to hug him.

Cheng Shao and Cheng Baoer, who were picked up, were no strangers to each other, huddled close to the stove, guarding the only patient at home.

Cheng Langyu has always regarded the two children as half invisible people.

But every time he saw the two of them getting closer to Ye Liandong, the invisible man became a "thorn in the side", very eye-catching.

He frowned quietly, waiting for the jealousy to subside.

Cheng Langyu didn't like anyone taking too much of his husband's attention.

Because I cook at the ancestral house at noon, the two crazy children often go there, Ye Liandong actually doesn't have much time to take care of the two children every day.

Most of the time, they played with Yuanxiao and Huzi.

So even if Ye Rendong could sense that Cheng Langyu was in a bad mood every night, he could only guess that the man was too tired during the day.

No, after they cleaned up, they returned to their familiar appearance on the bed.

Like a sleepy big cat, it has a strong body and can't hide its eyes that want to eat people.

Because Ye Rendong didn't take care of his body today, Cheng Langyu put him under the bed and gave him a good lesson.

Nowhere was spared from head to toe.

In the end, Ye Liandong was cleaned up limp and miserable, and could only yell like a cat: "Mr. Xiang, Mr. Xiang."

The morning fog is getting thicker, and the snow is coming.

The white jade color of the lily gradually turned yellowish white.

November [-]th, the day of laying tiles.

Suddenly, tiny white crystals floated in the sky.

Snowing.

This is like a signal, and the people who repair the house suddenly boil.

Before dawn, Cheng Langyu, Cheng Limin, and Cheng's uncle and second uncle went up to put tiles on the roof.

The snow in Yunshan fell so fast that Cheng Langyu didn't have time to eat the cornbread that was clutched to his chest.

He frowned, and only hoped that the house could be completely paved before the snow covered the roof.

Not long after the Cheng family started construction, Shi Jinshan also came over.

He greeted everyone: "Hurry up, lay the tiles."

After so long, on the last day, nothing can go wrong.

The workers also knew that the situation was urgent. Those who should climb the roof climbed the roof, and those who passed the tiles passed the tiles.

The snow is white, reflecting the sky brightly.

I don't know if it was morning or morning, the snow suddenly increased, from sprinkled salt to visible snowflakes.

be quick!

Everyone's heart tightened.

If the tiles hadn't been finished by now, it would have been half a foot thick in half a night, given the normal state of snow on the mountain.All the hard work will be in vain.

Everyone is divided into five teams, one team has one house.Everyone lined up in five long dragons to hand out tiles.

There are also many people laying tiles, at least a dozen climb up.

Let professional people do professional things.Cheng Langyu went down a few people, members of the au pair team.

Cheng Limin's big men used their strength to lift a hundred catties and circled under every roof.

Cheng Langyu wiped the ashes on his face and mechanically helped the workers lift the tiles.

The snow is getting heavier.

No one dared to delay, even the lunch was delivered from the ancestral house, and they ate on the beam.

It warmed the stomach, and warmed the hands that had been frozen all morning, and people went up to the shop in turn.

In the afternoon, it was snowing heavily, and in less than a moment, snow was piled on the shoulders of the people standing on the beams.

But there was no delay, and everyone tensed up.

Hurry up and hurry up, people from the same village also rushed over to help.

Fortunately, the last batch of tiles was finally dropped before the snow lay on the ground.

Everyone swept off the snowdrifts on their shoulders, and they all breathed a sigh of relief.

The snowflakes blinded the eyes, the cold wind pierced the bones, and most people's hands were frozen stiff.

After the beams were finished, this green brick and tile house was considered to be repaired.

Everyone had gray hair and was taken back by the Cheng family to keep warm.