With a brain-loving husband [travel]

The fresh grapes seemed to be calling him, Fang Yun swallowed quietly, but he didn't take it, he just followed his arm to seek Mo Jingcheng's consent.

Looking down and seeing the bright anticipation hidden in a pair of almond eyes, Mo Jingcheng couldn't help chuckling: "It was picked for you, it was cleaned just now, eat it quickly."

With the promise, Fang Yun took it gently, looked at Mo Jingcheng who curled his lips, then looked at the grapes, carefully took the grapes to the tip of his nose and sniffed them, only to feel a burst of sweetness Drill in the nose.

Unable to bear it any longer, Fang Yun couldn't wait to take one and bit it into his mouth.

Take a sip, the sweet juice splashes in your mouth, as if you are among the grapes, and every gesture is a refreshing taste that you have never felt before.

Fang Yun took another one, but this time it was handed to Mo Jingcheng's mouth.

I saw people eating happily just now, Mo Jingcheng didn't realize what Fang Yun meant by handing over the grapes for a while, so he didn't open his mouth for a long time.

But seeing the person's eyelashes fluttering, the light in his eyes became more obvious, and his hand was still raised, Mo Jingcheng realized that Fang Yun wanted to feed him.

After a moment of hesitation, he opened his mouth and ate the grape.But accidentally, the lower lip touched Fang Yun's slightly rough fingertips due to working for a long time.

For a moment, Mo Jingcheng didn't know where the sweetness in his mouth came from.

"You eat, don't pay attention to me." In order to hide his embarrassment, Mo Jingcheng said something, and ran to pick other grapes.

Fang Yun was enjoying himself, holding a large bunch of grapes and eating happily, completely unaware of Mo Jingcheng's panic.

Except for the half-acre field where wormwood and sesame were planted, the rest of the land was used to grow grapes, but because grapes need more space to grow, they only planted more than a dozen plants, including purple grapes and green grapes.

Of the two kinds of grapes, green grapes are the most delicious, so more are planted.

Mo Jingcheng took the scissors and baskets that he had prepared early in the morning, carefully removed the grape leaves, and cut them on the branches one centimeter away from the grapes.

Seeing Fang Yun on the side, he couldn't help feeling curious, and came over.

"Probably cut them off at this position." Mo Jingcheng pointed to the cut grape branches and explained, "This will neither damage the grapes nor leave too many branches and leaves."

Fang Yun hadn't waited on him before, so he nodded obediently.

The large bunch in his hand was quickly eaten up. Although he felt unsatisfied, Fang Yun didn't willfully ask for a second bunch. He took the scissors aside and began to help.

The branches and leaves cover most of the sunlight, so you won't feel too hot or tired after working like this.

But it was good for Fang Yun to suffer from the heat, Mo Jingcheng didn't let him do it for too long, after a while he took another bunch of washed grapes and sent him to a cool place to eat.

A dozen or so vines of grapes can’t be picked so quickly, and they won’t go bad if they are placed on the branches. Even if some wild beasts want to come and eat them, there will be scarecrows tied there.

The sun was also getting fiercer, fearing that Fang Yungang's body would not be able to bear it, Mo Jingcheng only picked a few plants, and the rest would come back tomorrow.

Mo Jingcheng carried the basket on his back, Fang Yun supported him, and went home through the bamboo forest.

The green leaves of grapes in the basket are mixed with fruits, which look very crystal clear and lovely.

Afraid that Fang Yun would be too tired, Mo Jingcheng slowed down on purpose.Fang Yun was also afraid that Mo Jingcheng was carrying two baskets that were too heavy, so the strength in his hands remained undiminished.

When he got home, Fang Yun was afraid that the grapes would go bad if they were soft, so he took out the dustpan that was usually used to dry wormwood, and spread them out.

There are a lot of grapes on the left and right, and the villagers of Xinghua Village have never tasted them. Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun decided to distribute some grapes to the villagers who often take care of them on weekdays.

The two of them wrapped a few bags with oiled paper and distributed them out.

The first one to go was the village chief's house.But the village head was not at home, so Xu Yuanqi picked him up.

Even those with better conditions like the village head's family rarely saw grapes, so when Xu Yuanqi saw the emerald green grapes, he opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff an egg.

But Xu Yuanqi didn't say anything, just took the grapes and said in a low voice: "Is this a grape! I only saw it at the lotus viewing festival before, and my father bought it for me once since I was a child. You just learned to walk without remembering things!"

Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun looked at each other and smiled, getting used to Xu Yuanqi's exaggerated remarks.

Then he looked at another bag of grapes wrapped in oil paper in Fang Yun's hand, and asked in confusion, "How do you have so many grapes?"

Mo Jingcheng knew that Xu Yuanqi had no bad intentions, so he told him about the grape planting.

The young man showed a look of surprise again, but he also knew that there are all kinds of people with broken mouths in the backcountry, so he just covered his mouth to stop shouting and asked: "Can I go and see next time, I haven't seen it before." What about the grapes growing on the branches?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yuanqi realized that there was something wrong with what he said, so he scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

"Naturally it is possible."

Then it was distributed to the villagers who came to help repair the house, Er Niu and Uncle Xu who helped deliver the goods on weekdays.

Villagers don't dare to think about eating grapes on weekdays, and they can only see them from a distance at the Lotus Viewing Festival. Therefore, most of them were overjoyed when they harvested them. The villagers who didn't receive it showed off, and only tasted it slowly after closing the door.

In this way, everyone's impression of Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun improved a bit.

After all, if someone got the precious grapes, no one would be so kind as to distribute them to others, and it would be rare to try them secretly.

Naturally, Miracle Doctor Gu is also indispensable.But when they heard that Miracle Doctor Gu had gone to Xinghua City, and the left and right grapes were still growing, the two decided that it would not be too late to send them after Miracle Doctor Gu came back.

In this way, the number of grapes will be much less.

Even so, Fang Yun still looked at half a basket of grapes left in the basket, and put his hands on his hips contentedly.

When he was helped by villagers in the past, he would silently remember the kindness of others, but his own situation has always been poor, and he couldn't even support himself, let alone any rewards.

Fang Yun was very satisfied when he saw everyone's surprised and happy expressions when they accepted the grapes today.

Although it is insignificant, he can finally treat others well.

Thinking about it this way, Fang Yun narrowed his almond eyes slightly, and felt that the taste of grapes was much sweeter.

Mo Jingcheng, who was tidying up the dustpan at the side, caught a glimpse by chance, and saw Fang Yun smiling cutely at a bunch of grapes, his soft black hair was gently caressed by the evening wind, and a warm current gradually emerged in his heart.

Inexplicably, Mo Jingcheng felt a wave of emotion in his heart, wanting Fang Yun's smile to remain like this forever.

A smile brighter than the summer sky.

But Fang Yun didn't know what Mo Jingcheng was thinking, so he stared at the half basket.Suddenly he seemed to think of something, he turned around, tilted his head and frowned and gestured to Mo Jingcheng.

Understanding what the other party was worried about, Mo Jingcheng silently searched for ways to preserve grapes in his mind.

Half a basket of grapes is too much for two people, and it will go bad after a day or two in the hot weather like late summer, Fang Yun is worried about this.

These are the grapes that Brother Mo worked so hard to make, how can they let them go bad?

Fang Yun thought in his heart.

But seeing that Mo Jingcheng didn't answer for a while, he squatted on the ground, resting his chin on his knees, and stroked the leaves of the grapes with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally.

He had never seen grapes, and naturally he didn't know how grapes were preserved, but he really couldn't bear to watch the grapes rot like this.

In fact, it's not that Mo Jingcheng didn't find a way to save it, but just now he saw that the person with his head tilted was very cute, so he couldn't help but want to tease him.

But seeing Fang Yun's aggrieved appearance, Mo Jingcheng said slowly, "How about making raisins?"

Hearing a name he hadn't heard before, Fang Yun raised his head in a "hustle", with a pair of almond eyes showing a gorgeous expression.

Mo Jingcheng walked over, put his big hand on his soft black hair, and said with a chuckle, "I'll teach you how to do it."