With a brain-loving husband [travel]

The donkey cart swayed slowly, breaking through the hustle and bustle still lingering in the air, and walked towards the quiet side.

Mo Jingcheng adjusted his sitting posture, carefully protecting Fang Yun's body, trying to make him sleep more peacefully.

The sweet breath sprayed on Mo Jingcheng's neck from time to time, causing the latter's heart to tremble strangely.

The person in the dream is very obedient, so obedient that even the pressure on his body is very light, as light as a handful of fragrant cotton.

Gently brushing Fang Yun's hair scattered on his face behind his ears, under the dim starlight, Mo Jingcheng saw the red mole at the corner of Fang Yun's eyes getting redder, and the corner of his mouth was still smiling.

It seems to be telling about the carefreeness of the master tonight.

Mo Jingcheng condemned himself.

After coming out of the alley just now, he unconsciously began to refuse Fang Yun's touch, and regardless of Fang Yun's joy, he set up lanterns, and he didn't even make any wishes in a daze.

He was subconsciously avoiding Fang Yun.

But Fang Yun was completely immersed in the gorgeous lanterns, and did not notice Mo Jingcheng's alienation from him at all.

That's all right.

Mo Jingcheng has always known that he is a robot, ignorant of human emotions, and panicked at this sudden emotion.

So he chose the most annoying and useful way for human beings - escape.

But even so, when Fang Yun couldn't help but lean on his shoulder with drowsiness, he supported his small body without any hesitation, and patted his back again and again to help him sleep peacefully.

He couldn't help it.

Just as he was thinking about things, the donkey cart suddenly jolted. Fang Yun frowned, and Mo Jingcheng patted him lightly again in a hurry.Not long after, Fang Yun smacked his lips again and fell into a deep sleep.

The donkey cart was still walking leisurely, bringing their hearts together.

The next day.

After Fang Yun woke up wanderingly, he opened his confused eyes and stared at the familiar roof. It took him a long time to realize that he was lying on his own bed.

He only remembered that it was very comfortable to touch Mo Jingcheng's shoulder last night, but he was so tired that he started to fall asleep after being next to him, and he fell asleep all the way like this.

Before he lost consciousness, he still remembered that big hand patting his back gently, as if to lull him to sleep.

So he was carried home by Brother Mo? !

So rude too!

Fang Yun was terrified by this thought, he hurriedly propped himself up and got out of bed, put on his shoes and stumbled to open the door.

The moment the door was opened, bright light shone on Fang Yun's body, making his eyes hurt. He subconsciously raised his hand to block the light.

Looking between his fingers, Mo Jingcheng turned his back to him, scooped up a ladle of water, and sprinkled it on the wild wormwood in front of the door.The clear water is jumping up against the light, refracting colorful colors.

Ever since he knew that wormwood can be used to make cakes, Mo Jingcheng has been taking care of this field of wild wormwood from time to time. Occasionally, he feels that it is too far to go to the mountains to collect wormwood, so he will use these fields.

Both left and right are growing well.

Seemingly aware of his gaze, Mo Jingcheng turned around, put down the water ladle and said calmly, "Are you awake?"

Everything that happened at the Lotus Watching Festival last night was like a dream, and no one would take it seriously.

Fang Yun narrowed his eyes and smiled, seeing that Mo Jingcheng was not angry, he showed his dimples and nodded vigorously.

That harmless appearance stunned Mo Jingcheng.

"I made morning food, you can eat some. The villagers will come to repair the others later, and they can be repaired today." Mo Jingcheng looked away from Fang Yun's face, put the bucket away, and ordered Go clean up the house.

Fang Yun couldn't answer, so he obediently entered the kitchen to fill his stomach.

After a while, four or five villagers came over, greeted the two of them, and then dispersed to do their own things.

But how can a man in the mountains be silent when he is working?This is simply harder than making them go without food for a day.So, someone chatted about the lotus viewing festival last night.

"I took my husband to see it last night. It's really good. There are many more lanterns than in previous years." A man stirred up lime and paste it on the wall of the kitchen with a "click".

"That's right, there are quite a variety of things on display, and my husband bought several unusual foods." The other man sighed, feeling sorry for the money spent, "But although the iced watermelon yesterday It’s a bit more expensive, but the taste is good.”

Mo Jingcheng, who was helping at the side, paused when he heard the words, and listened carefully with his ears pricked up.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's taste buds were aroused again, thinking back to the small mouthful of watermelon they tasted yesterday, it was refreshing and sweet, and the bright red juice burst out as soon as they were bitten down.

But some people couldn't help but feel that it was a pity, so they waved the tools in their hands and sighed: "It's just too expensive. Twenty Wen is only one petal, and only the official can afford it."

Some people laughed and joked after hearing this: "This is also called expensive. If you don't look at those grapes, it costs fifty yuan for a bunch! There are only a few grains in a bunch, which is called 'more expensive than gold'." !"

Everyone laughed together.

After laughing enough, I thought about doing my own thing again.

But Mo Jingcheng, who was on the sidelines, listened to these funny words, and secretly activated his brain to check the prices in this world.As soon as the database "cracked", the prices of this world clearly appeared in front of him.

It turns out that in this world, fruit is difficult to grow, and it is more expensive than meat. Ordinary people can't afford it, and some poorer people have never even seen expensive fruits such as grapes.

Not to mention being in the remote Xinghua Village, one can buy some fruits and eat them during the lotus viewing festival in a year.But because it is too expensive, farmers dare not buy more.

Thinking of this, Fang Yun just picked up tools and entered the kitchen, and raised his head to meet Mo Jingcheng's gaze.

Both of them had a meal, but then Fang Yun grinned brightly at Mo Jingcheng.

Warmer than the morning sun.

Mo Jingcheng was taken aback, the image of grapes in Zhizhi's brain stopped abruptly, and the picture of Fang Yun shining with tears appeared in his mind last night, and he dragged him out of the kitchen without thinking.

For a moment, the two stood in the yard, facing each other in silence.

Even though he was pulled out for some unknown reason, instead of being angry, Fang Yun showed an innocent and harmless smile, waiting for Mo Jingcheng to speak with his beautiful almond eyes.

Mo Jingcheng was inexplicably panicked with a pair of pure eyes like clear springs.

But fortunately, all the men went to work, and no one noticed the strangeness on this side.

After being suppressed for a moment, cracks appeared in Mo Jingcheng's indifferent appearance in the past, and he asked in a flustered and nonsensical manner, "Do you want to eat grapes?"

Fang Yun was used to being lively and carefree, but he didn't notice the abnormality in the other party. Hearing the word "grape", his eyes brightened with a "chuckle", as if they were about to shine.

Seeing people so cute, Mo Jingcheng let out a sigh of relief for no reason, and once again condemned himself for his wild thinking.

Since you don't know what the emotion in your heart is, let's put it aside for a while, maybe you will know the answer sometime.

No hurry.

Mo Jingcheng comforted himself like this.

Thinking of this, those generous big hands stroked the soft hair of the other party as always, smiled lightly, and said: "If you want to eat, I will plant some for you to eat."

There are hundreds of seeds stored in his database, let alone this little grape?