With a brain-loving husband [travel]

On the same day, the villagers repaired the houses.

Fang Yun specially bought chickens and ducks and cooked a sumptuous meal to thank the villagers.

The villagers who came to help were honest people, so naturally they would not refuse. After a full meal, they said some auspicious words about renovating the old house, and then left in the afterglow of the setting sun.

After seeing off the villagers, Fang Yun turned around and squinted at the completely new house, so happy that water would come out of the corners of his eyes.

The former thatched roof has been replaced with shiny blue tiles, and the black-painted stove room has been emptied of firewood, making it appear that there is a lot more space. .

Everything was completely new, with a layer of warm light haloing under the dusk.

Although this is not my own house, it is after all a place where I will settle down for a long time, and being clean and tidy can make myself and Brother Mo live more comfortably.

Thinking of this, Fang Yun involuntarily crossed his waist, looking proud.

Coincidentally, Mo Jingcheng came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles, and when he saw the man's air, he couldn't help laughing, and joked, "Very happy?"

Hearing this, Fang Yun immediately put down his hands, blushed and smiled shyly, and trotted over to help Duanmian.

Mo Jingcheng had already put the bowl away, and passed the chopsticks over, "Eat some, I just saw you patronizing the food and wine, and didn't eat much, so I made a bowl of noodles for you."

I saw a scorched and blackened egg nestled on top of it, even the chopped green onion was not spared, more than half of it was battered.

Fang Yun took the chopsticks, looked at the face with big almond eyes, and then at Mo Jingcheng, wondering if he was wondering if he was wrong or surprised that Mo Jingcheng, who had never cooked before, actually made noodles today.

Sensing the gaze, Mo Jingcheng rarely blushed, his fair face was flushed, and he moved his eyes uncomfortably to the distance, "I, I'm not very good at cooking. If it tastes bad, I'll pour it out Here, I'll bring you some pastries."

As he said that, he hurriedly wanted to take the bowl of noodles away.

Of course Fang Yun is unwilling, this is the first time Brother Mo cooks!

He hurriedly held Mo Jingcheng's hand, smiled sweetly, and then concentrated on dealing with the noodles and the dark poached eggs in the bowl.When it was over, he nodded while stuffing the scorched egg into his mouth, shaking his head in satisfaction.

Seeing Fang Yun so satisfied, Mo Jingcheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He has all kinds of recipes in his brain, everything from oily prawns to fried beef, and even a video of how to cook, but he just doesn’t know how to cook.

The cooked rice was either burnt and hard to swallow, or not cooked at all. It took a lot of effort to make a simple bowl of noodles this time.

It is precisely because of this that Mo Jingcheng was considered unable to meet some of the needs of the future world, and was included in the ranks of scrapped machines.

But seeing Fang Yun eating so happily

His craft seems to be salvageable.

Mo Jingcheng comforted himself like this.

While people were eating noodles, Mo Jingcheng went to clean up the table.

Fang Yun just lowered his head to eat the noodles, and Mo Jingcheng cleaned up the table as before, and even the kitchen was cleaned. Fang Yun was so surprised that the noodles in his mouth almost choked, and he hurriedly coughed to give himself Shunqi.

Seeing someone flushed from coughing, Mo Jingcheng poured a bowl of water over, and while stroking his back, he thought of finding a reason to avoid Fang Yun's sight, find a reason not to be suspected, and retrieve it from the database. Grape species.

Even though many sesame seeds and yam seeds taken from the database are cultivated now, Mo Jingcheng only tricks Fang Yun that these seeds are all picked up in the mountains.

There are all kinds of medicinal materials in the deep mountains, and it is not surprising to meet seeds occasionally on the road, so Fang Yun also believed it.But in this era, grapes are expensive things, and it is impossible to appear in the deep mountains, which makes Mo Jingcheng think about it.

At this time, Fang Yun also regained his strength and shook his head to indicate that he was fine. Seeing Mo Jingcheng's distressed expression, he guessed a thing or two, so he frowned and asked.

Mo Jingcheng couldn't see Fang Yun's worried appearance the most, so he restrained his mind and found a reason that he thought was suitable for the time being, "Don't worry, I found a passer-by in the town to sell seeds. I took a look and saw that he had grape seeds there, and I will go to him to buy some later.”

Naturally, this passer-by is a fake.

Fang Yun nodded without any hesitation, turned his head to pack up his bowl and chopsticks, and excitedly quickened his pace when he thought that he would be able to eat grapes soon.

He has never tasted the taste of grapes, he only saw them at the lotus viewing stalls, the purple ones are very cute.

A few days later, after getting the house ready, Mo Jingcheng followed the donkey cart that transported pastries to the town, but halfway through, he found another reason to come down.

"Boy Mo, didn't you say to go to the town to see how the pastries are selling at Shangshixuan?" Second Uncle Xu asked suspiciously when he saw someone jumping off.

"Suddenly it occurred to me that there were still some things I didn't take care of at home, so I didn't go for now." Mo Jingcheng bowed to Second Uncle Xu, and then walked home, leaving Second Uncle Xu driving the donkey cart to look at the sealed pastries on the cart , a moment of confusion.

"These young boys are mysterious every day." Muttering, he drove the donkey cart and continued on the road.

Turning his head, seeing the donkey cart gradually disappearing, and looking around for no one, Mo Jingcheng took some grape seeds from the invisible database and put them in the oiled paper bags prepared early in the morning, lest Fang Yun find out the clues .

Seeing that it was still early, and afraid that going back so soon would make Fang Yun suspicious, Mo Jingcheng went to the small field halfway up the mountain.

After a while, I turned there, and my eyes were full of freshly sprouted sesame seed buds and yam buds.

This was planted just yesterday morning, so it's not fully formed yet.

Mo Jingcheng looked at the small field and divided which places to use for growing grapes.

Grapes need a lot of land, and one plant needs a lot of space, but fortunately, it also bears a lot of fruit, so the quantity is not a problem.Except for the agreement made by the monk Shixuan, sesame and yam must be planted, the rest of the land can be planted with grapes.

As for the type of grapes, Mo Jingcheng turned the bag containing the seeds in his hand.

That is naturally what kind of expensive.The left and right grapes are good varieties in the future, so there is no need to consider planting issues at all, just consider the value.

After considering the issue of planting, Mo Jingcheng picked up the bucket next to the field when he saw those young seedlings slumping, went to the stream to fetch some water, and came back to water it.

The refreshing stream water poured on it, and each seedling became more energetic.

Seeing that it was still early, I rolled up my sleeves and weeded some weeds, and the time passed quietly in the work, and the sun also moved its position unconsciously.

After everything that needed to be dealt with was done, Mo Jingcheng stood up with his back supported.Fortunately, his energy has almost recovered. In front of Fang Yun, although he seldom does heavy work because he is afraid of being exposed, it is still okay to stay out of sight.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Mo Jingcheng picked up the bag containing the seeds and went back along the path.

Thinking that Fang Yun would be so happy that he would smile like the rising sun, he couldn't help speeding up his pace.