With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Mo Jingcheng came to the bamboo forest, pricked up his ears and listened carefully for a while, making sure that there were no weird noises from the other side before lifting the bamboo leaves that blocked his view.

The grape buds that just came out in the field have been chewed to pieces, and the broken leaves are scattered everywhere, even the yam and mugwort leaves beside them are not spared.

Sesame is better, because it tastes bitter when eaten raw, and avoids the situation of being destroyed.

And the footprints of beasts in the field are everywhere, and the leaves are muddy all over the ground.

Perhaps after Fang Yun left, these beasts played tricks on the field again.

It's a pity, if there are no wild beasts to disturb, and then take care of it for a few days, you can see Fang Yun smiling innocently at the bunches of purple grapes.

Thinking of this, Mo Jingcheng dug out a few buds that were still intact from the ground.It doesn't matter if the leaves are missing, as long as the root system is not damaged, the excellent grape seedlings can still grow.

Just as I was rolling up my sleeves and trying to dig out a plant, there was a sudden "sough" sound from the bamboo forest not far away.Mo Jingcheng looked over with a cold face, only to see that the bamboo leaves were shaking violently and fell all over the ground.

Suddenly, a small deer came out, chewing and chewing with a piece of bamboo leaf in its mouth.That old-fashioned appearance showed that he was very familiar with coming here to make trouble.

This just hit Mo Jingcheng's anger that had nowhere to vent.

Mo Jingcheng put down the seedling in his hand, and there was a trace of coldness in those cold eyes.

"It's you, little deer, who disturbed my longing smile?"

Rao thought of Fang Yun's trembling just now, and Mo Jingcheng's heart sank heavily.

Being so flustered, I am afraid that I have encountered other more ferocious tigers.

But to Mo Jingcheng, these are nothing to worry about.They are just wild beasts in the mountains. Doesn't Zhizhi have a way to deal with wild beasts?

Unexpectedly, the little deer was not stupid either. When the person in front of him straightened up and walked here, his alert ears pricked up, and he quickly turned around and jumped away.

Mo Jingcheng had no intention of chasing deer. No matter how unhappy he was, he would not lose his temper with a deer, so he turned around and continued to take care of the field.

After tidying up briefly, Mo Jingcheng took off his coat and spread it on the ground, and put all the picked sesame seeds and grape sprouts in it to wrap them up.

Then he turned around and pulled out the wormwood and yams that had been trampled in the field and sprinkled them a few meters away around the field to attract wild animals so that they would not come in and turn the soil everywhere.

These crops on the left and right have been trampled and cannot be saved, so they can be used for other purposes.

After doing this, Mo Jingcheng didn't stay long because he was afraid that Fang Yun would be worried, so he picked up his things and went down the mountain.

It's midsummer, and most people in Xinghua Village don't worry about the harvest in the coming autumn, but do everything possible to deal with the big insects running down the mountain.

They chased it away with fire, surrounded it with a fence, and even guarded it in turns, but the effect was still not very good.

During the day, the village head organized the men to gather at the house to find a way to solve this trouble as soon as possible.Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun were there because they had the household registration certificates of Xinghua Village.

Fang Yun is a husband, so he didn't have to come, but Mo Jingcheng guessed that it might be a long time, so he was worried, so he brought Fang Yun here.Surrounded by men, Mo Jingcheng tightly guarded Fang Yun by his side, separated by a large open space.

"I think it's better for each family to send a husband or woman in turn to guard the field. Although it is more energetic, it is better than the field being trampled, right?" A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks first suggested this.

And this was immediately dismissed by another man who looked strong: "You said it lightly, the husband and the woman are weak, how can we fight against the big bug? Since you proposed it, why not push your husband out first? "

After finishing speaking, he glared at the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and the man blushed immediately.

It's too late for him to protect his husband, so how can he have the heart to push his husband to face the dangerous worm?

He originally wanted to wait until it was his turn to use other reasons to evade, but unexpectedly he was blocked in public, and immediately shrank away in a hoarse voice.

"It would be fine if we could send men to guard the fields in turn, but if we can guard one place, another place will be harmed by the big bugs taking advantage of people's inattention. It is impossible for each family to send a man. It’s amazing, and if you can’t rest at night, that’s not okay.”

The village chief thought of all the ways he could think of, but he still couldn't come up with an idea. The group of men just faced each other and had nothing to say.

Mo Jingcheng, who was sitting in the distance, did not participate and patted Fang Yun on the shoulder silently. While everyone was not paying attention, he got up and signaled Fang Yun to follow.Although Fang Yun didn't understand why, but he always listened to him and followed him.

I saw Mo Jingcheng walking around behind the village chief's house, staring at the things on the ground, thinking about something.

Fang Yun lowered his head, not daring to disturb Mo Jingcheng's train of thought, and just stood obediently by the corner of his clothes.

It would be great if he could talk, so he could ask Brother Mo what he was going to do.

But Mo Jingcheng seemed to know what was frustrating in his heart, lowered his voice and explained to Fang Yun: "I need to use these straws to make some scarecrows, please help me carry these straws here."

After that, he hugged a lot of dry straw and walked around the back of the house to cover everyone's eyes.

When Mo Jingcheng came to the village chief's house to deliver pastries, he had already noticed that since these dry straws had been put together with the broken fence, they were abandoned, and it was more suitable to be used as scarecrows now.

He also asked the village chief for straw before everyone was not paying attention, and the village chief didn't know what other uses for the straw were, so he let him take it.

Although Fang Yun didn't know what a scarecrow was, he cleverly gathered a lot of straw and followed Mo Jingcheng's footsteps closely.

Walking to the back, Mo Jingcheng took two firewood sticks from the firewood pile, one long and one short, and arranged them crosswise, and picked up a thick rope to tie the two sticks firmly, and took the clothes prepared in advance out of the package. Take it out and put it on.

Fang Yun, who was helping, was very puzzled. He tilted his head and looked at Mo Jingcheng, wondering why he had to put clothes on the two sticks.Before going out today, Brother Mo asked him to bring some old clothes, he felt very strange.

Of course Mo Jingcheng knew his question, so he just lowered his voice and laughed: "You will know later."

Fang Yun nodded.

Then, he stuffed the sleeves and trouser legs with straw, and with the help of the video played in his smart brain, Mo Jingcheng also made a lifelike scarecrow head.

In order to prevent the beast from recognizing the straw, Mo Jingcheng also put the straw hat on the scarecrow's head on purpose to cover the scarecrow's face.

After working for a while, a lifelike scarecrow appeared in front of Fang Yun.

Fang Yun stared blankly, only feeling surprised for a moment, his mouth grew big because of the surprise.

He put his hand on the scarecrow's body, only to feel prickly.After touching enough, he stared straight at Mo Jingcheng with a pair of bright eyes, and the little stars inside lit up again.

Brother Mo is too good!Made a man out of straw!So this is the scarecrow!

But still tilted his head in confusion, what are you doing for this?

Mo Jingcheng blinked at him and didn't answer, but just shook the scarecrow in his hand.Since only the rope was used for stabilization, it was still a little loose, so we had to find another way to reinforce it.

The scarecrow was as tall as Fang Yun because the stick was thicker and the straw was thicker, but Mo Jingcheng easily picked it up.

Now that the scarecrow was ready, Mo Jingcheng took it out.

Just now he did it while hiding from everyone's eyes, just because he didn't want others to ask questions.He doesn't like excitement by nature, and he doesn't like being watched by people doing his work.

Only Fang Yun was the exception.

The village chief was distressed, and he glanced at the back of the house casually, and saw the handsome and cold Mo Jingcheng holding a man who was about the same size as Fang Yun in his hand. He thought it was Fang Yun, and suddenly turned pale with fright, and hurried over and said: "Boy Mo, what are you doing? Put him down quickly."

As soon as the words came out, the other men also glanced over, and their faces changed.

But Mo Jingcheng was unmoved, and only took off the straw hat from the scarecrow's head when he got close.

It was only then that the villagers realized that this was Fang Yun, he was obviously made of straw!At this time, the real Fang Yun poked his head out from behind Mo Jingcheng.

He was just covered by Mo Jingcheng and the scarecrow.

After seeing clearly what Mo Jingcheng was holding, he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was a false alarm.Then I couldn't help but feel curious: "You asked me for straw to make this?"

Mo Jingcheng nodded and explained to everyone: "This is a scarecrow. Since the big bug is afraid of people, I made some scarecrows. If you don't look closely, you can't tell it's straw. The big bug ran away after looking at it from a distance."

Then, holding the long firewood again, he stood up the scarecrow and stuck it on the ground, "We just need to put this scarecrow in the field and thicken the railing."

Mo Jingcheng already had this idea when he heard the villagers say that wild animals are afraid of people, and saw the village chief's house with straw.Although it is midsummer, every household has dry straw left over from last year to use as firewood, so raw materials are not a problem.

As for whether the scarecrow is useful or not, Mo Jingcheng played thousands of materials with his brain, and remembered that the deer is afraid of people, so he guessed that the scarecrow should be effective.

When the villagers saw the scarecrow for the first time, they were also curious for a while. After hearing Mo Jingcheng's explanation, they all looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering whether they should believe it or not.

After all, he was just a man made of straw, so he didn't know whether the beast would be fooled or not.

At this time, a man sitting far away said coldly: "I think it's something, but it's just useless straw."

Mo Jingcheng followed the voice and saw a scar on the man's face.

It was the man who snorted at Mo Jingcheng that day.

The man was muscular, wearing only a single shirt due to the hot weather, his muscular arms were wrapped around his chest, and his eyes were very unfriendly.

"Pingqun!" Knowing Chen Pingqun's violent temper, the village chief hurriedly stopped him for fear of a dispute.

But seeing Chen Pingqun's appearance, the other men also began to whisper, not knowing whether they should trust Mo Jingcheng or not.

After all, he is not a man from this village. He just met him not long ago, and his background is unknown.Although I have accepted him to live here, it does not mean I accept him as a person.

Besides, this scarecrow has never been used, what if it fails?Although there is no cost, it can also make people feel cheated.

Mo Jingcheng was not annoyed at being ridiculed, he just bowed his hands to everyone indifferently, "Brothers will try it out once or twice. If it doesn't work, Mo is willing to leave Xinghua Village."

Hearing this, Fang Yun on the side immediately widened his almond eyes, and stretched out his hand anxiously to pull Mo Jingcheng's sleeve with more force than usual.

"Don't be afraid." Mo Jingcheng softly coaxed him, "I won't leave."

Afraid that people are still worried, he added: "I will always be by your side."