With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Unexpectedly, Fang Yun would say something like love to a stranger, Mo Jingcheng was slightly taken aback.

Although his husband is usually lively, he seldom gets intimate with him in front of others, let alone say some pleasant words, and it is rare not to shyly push him away.

But when he looked down and saw that Fu Lang's face was flushed, and even the bases of his ears were blush, Mo Jingcheng knew how serious and shy Fu Lang was now.

The stall owner also didn't expect the little brother in front of him to be so bold, to directly express his affection for his husband outside.But after seeing the other party's serious expression, he seemed to understand a little bit.

After all, he is a traveler, and his ideas are quite open, so the stall owner quickly came to his senses.Instead of laughing at Fang Yun, he watched them leave with a smile on his face.

After a while, a middle-aged man came out with an arrow in his arms, and was about to hand it over to the stall owner, but was hugged into his arms by the stall owner.

The middle-aged brother was about to have a fit, but he heard his husband coaxing him softly: "My good husband, can you be more intimate with me outside?"

The middle-aged brother who didn't know what happened was stunned, and when he heard the booing from others, he was so ashamed that he punched his husband.

on the street.

Mo Jingcheng held in his arms the little husband who was so tired that he nodded his head, and the little husband was holding a bunch of half-eaten candied haws in his hands, talking nonsense from sleepiness.

"Husband, I am so happy today~"

Once his husband was sleepy, he would be like a drunk, and he would always speak with a long tail sound in a daze, and his little head would go straight into his arms like a rabbit.

Feeling his little husband's fluffy head rubbing against his arms, Mo Jingcheng took a deep breath, trying to restrain himself from the urge to be locked up by his brain, and coaxed him softly: "Sleep first when you are sleepy." a while."

But Fang Yun didn't want to, glanced at his fair little face, and turned his head away.Just when the cool wind blew gently, he shivered from the cold, and moved his little head back in disappointment, pretending that he wasn't the one who had the awkwardness just now.

For a moment, Mo Jingcheng was a little dumbfounded.

There is still a distance from the house, but fortunately, it is far away from the bustling market just now. Not far away is Mofangxuan. There are almost no people coming and going at night, so Fang Yun can sleep well.

I was passing by Mofangxuan, but I saw a child walking in front of me for a while and turned back to look at the restaurant, as if he was waiting for the door to open.But on New Year's Eve, the shops are basically closed, and Mofangxuan is no exception.

There are many naughty children in Xinghua Town, and some of them would mess around in front of restaurants on weekdays. Mo Jingcheng didn't take it to heart, so he continued to walk with Fang Yun in his arms.

The looming noisy voice came from a distance, and Fang Yun muttered something in his mouth. He was half asleep and half awake, but he still wanted to take a bite of candied haws, so that his mouth was covered with candy.

Worried that the bamboo stick would poke his mouth, Mo Jingcheng was about to lower his head to remind him, but stopped in his tracks.

Under the moonlight, the crystal sugar gauze stuck to Fang Yun's lips, making it look extremely light and cute.Fang Yun's face was slightly bulging, and there was still a small candied haws in his mouth.

Perhaps it was because there was too much sugar sticking to the corners of his mouth, Fang Yun frowned, hummed in a daze, and stuck out his tongue to lick the sugar yarn off his lips.

"Rainbow."

He was eating happily, but he heard a hoarse voice calling his name from above his head, Fang Yun subconsciously raised his head to look.

A pair of red eyes were staring at him closely.

The corners of Mo Jingcheng's lips curled into a gentle arc, revealing a tenderness that didn't match those eyes, "Can Rainbow Dash give me some?"

Fang Yun, who was a little confused, was a little dazed, staring at the candied haws in his hand, wondering why her husband suddenly wanted to eat something sweet.But soon, he raised his head with a smile, and generously handed out the candied haws.

"You can eat it, but only a little bit!"

Mo Jingcheng chuckled, and carried him into the alley around the corner.

"Then I'll just eat a little bit."

Mo Jingcheng coaxed Fang Yun to celebrate the New Year.

Upon waking up, Fang Yun found that his body was sore everywhere, and recalled what bold things he had done last night, so he buried his head in the quilt, and Ren Mo Jingcheng refused to come out no matter how much he coaxed him.

But considering that it was the New Year's Eve, there were a lot of things to prepare, and the servants would come to pay New Year's greetings later, so Fang Yun had no choice but to get up blushing and go to the kitchen with Mo Jingcheng to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Even so, he puffed his cheeks and refused to pay attention to Mo Jingcheng.

If he hadn't been so sleepy last night, he wouldn't have let Mo Jingcheng trick him.But there were occasional people passing by there, which shocked him so much that he almost didn't fall off.

Later, he fell asleep directly.

At this time, Mo Jingcheng was also a little bit regretful, he only blamed himself for not listening to the warning from the brain.But fortunately, he still had a sliver of reason at that time, so he wrapped Fang Yun tightly with a thick coat so as not to let him catch the cold.

After returning home, he hurriedly scrubbed Fang Yun's body clean, and applied plaster to his wound, which made Fang Yun's body feel better.

Seeing that Fu Lang was cooking cakes on his own, Mo Jingcheng walked over quietly, put his chin on Fang Yun's shoulder, and looked pitiful.

"Yun Bao, I was wrong, I won't do it again next time." Mo Jingcheng, who has always been calm and calm, also acted coquettishly at this time.

Where did Fang Yun try this before? He only felt that the bases of his ears were so hot that his hands trembled. He hurriedly pushed him away, lowering his eyes and saying, "Then you promise!"

Knowing that Fulang was no longer angry, Mo Jingcheng bent down and kissed him, "I promise."

The two reconciled like this.

There was no major conflict at all, but sometimes Mo Jingcheng let his temper go, and would do some embarrassing things to Fang Yun, which made Fang Yun a little annoyed.

But once it was said, it was still the loving couple.

There must be fish in the New Year's Eve dinner, which means that there will be fish every year.

Mo Jingcheng picked up the kitchen knife and glanced at the small vat next to the bamboo forest.The fish in the tank was caught when he was still in Xinghua Village, Fang Xiao couldn't bear to eat it, so he kept it until now.

And it was also raised very well by Fang Xiao and Fang Yun, and its whole body shone with a beautiful silver light, which made people unable to move their eyes away.

But what troubled him a little was that the fish ate very well, and Fang Yun would often feed the fish with the first bite of the freshly baked pastries, which often made him feel jealous.

Sometimes Mo Jingcheng also felt that he was naive, and he even competed with a fish for his husband's love. If people heard it, it would make people laugh.But it can't help but can't help but want to steam this fish.

So Mo Jingcheng sharpened his kitchen knife and squatted in front of the fish tank.

The fish had just eaten and was resting in the water with its silver belly rolled over.Suddenly feeling a hint of danger, he moved his gaze to the water, and happened to meet Mo Jingcheng's eyes.

The fish jumped up with a "plop", drawing a beautiful silver line in the air.Then the fish seemed to see the kitchen knife, and it circled in the water, as if begging Mo Jingcheng to keep the fish under the knife.

"Brother Mo, what are you doing squatting in front of the fish tank?" Fang Yun asked curiously when he saw Mo Jingcheng staring into the tank while moving the chair through the yard.

"" Mo Jingcheng put away the kitchen knife with a little guilt, "I'm checking to see if it's hungry."

Hearing the words, the fish in the tank jumped vigorously and turned over in the air again, but was pushed back into the water by Mo Jingcheng with one hand, splashing a lot of water.

The little fish whose head was pinned faced the tank thinking about Yusheng, and didn't understand why the cute Yuyu was pinned.

Seeing that Fang Yun liked the fish, Mo Jingcheng let the fish go for the time being, and walked out the door with a pot of orange trees.

During Chinese New Year, every household in the future world will put two pots of orange trees in front of the door, implying good luck.But there are few people in this world who buy ornamental oranges, so Mo Jingcheng cultivated two plants for his own use.

If someone asks about it, they will say that it was brought back from the Western Regions, which is simple and easy to fool.

When Fang Yun saw the two oranges, he didn't ask any questions. Instead, he poked the little orange on top with a smile. After hearing Mo Jingcheng's explanation of the meaning of putting oranges, his almond eyes lit up.

As soon as the door was opened and the orange basin was placed, a child walked over very carefully.

Mo Jingcheng looked at the child and found it very familiar, so he used his brain to search for impressions.

The child was about the same age as Fang Xiao, but he was very thin. His not-so-thick clothes were covered with patches, and even his shoes had a big hole, exposing his red toes from the cold.

And there is a faint red mole in the center of his brow, which is the symbol of brother.

"Are you the kid who was waiting in front of Mofangxuan last night?" Mo Jingcheng patted the dirt on his hands and walked over, but the kid shrank his shoulders and took a step back cautiously.

Mo Jingcheng didn't move any more and stopped in his tracks.Perhaps because there was Fang Xiao at home, and his temperament was tempered a lot more patiently, so he softened his expression and asked a few words.

"What's your name, who are you looking for?"

The child still didn't gnaw, but bit his chapped lower lip, blood oozing out immediately.

After looking at each other like this for a while, the child still didn't speak, and looked over carefully with his swarthy eyes open.

Mo Jingcheng no longer had the patience to coax the child, so he turned around and wanted to go in, but the child stopped him.

"Uncle shopkeeper! My name is Xiaoyan, and I'm here to look for you!" The child was so frightened that he cried out at the same time as he shouted.

At this time, Fang Yun saw that Mo Jingcheng hadn't come in for so long, thought something happened and walked out, but saw a crying child standing opposite Mo Jingcheng.

"Brother Mo?"

Looking at the astonished Fang Yun, then at the crying child, Mo Jingcheng covered his forehead.

Only this time did I really feel the feeling of indisputability.

After drinking a large bowl of warm water, the little brother named "Xiaoyan" recovered and stopped crying.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to cry, I was too scared." Xiaoyan lowered his head, stared at his dark hands awkwardly, and put them behind his back in embarrassment.

"Xiaoyan, why are you here?" Fang Yun had a good temper, and seeing that the other party was about the same size as Fang Xiao, his voice softened.

"I"

"Brother Mo! Brother Yun! Let's celebrate the New Year!"

Just as Xiaoyan was about to speak, the door was pushed open from the outside with a "bang".

Immediately afterwards, a group of people headed by Yu Nian rushed in.

But before stepping in, a few pairs of eyes saw a strange boy about six or seven years old sitting there, with red eye circles.And Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun stood in front of the little brother, like two loving fathers.

Yu Nian's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Brother Mo, Brother Yun, is that your long-lost child?"

Everyone was taken aback, looking at the couple in surprise.

Mo Jingcheng glanced at Yu Nian indifferently.

"No, no! My name is Xiaoyan! I'm here to look for the shopkeeper's uncle!" Xiaoyan stood up in horror and waved at the group of people.

Unexpectedly, Yu Nian laughed with a "puchi", walked over and put the New Year's gift in his hand on the table, and looked at the disheveled Xiaoyan with great interest, "I'm here to find the shopkeeper—what are you doing?" Woolen cloth?"

Also deliberately lengthened the word "Uncle".

At this time, Jiang Huaishou also came up with New Year's ceremony, and when he heard that Yu Nian was so unruly, his stern face loosened a bit.

Thinking that Mr. Jinyi in front of him hated him, Xiaoyan shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "My brother is sick, and he likes to eat cakes the most. I heard that the cakes made by the shopkeeper of Mofangxuan are very delicious, so I want to celebrate the New Year's Eve I bought it for my brother to taste, but when I went last night, I saw that the restaurant was closed, so I found out about it."

In the end, hurriedly raised his head and took out all the money on his body with tears shining in his hands: "I didn't come here on purpose to disturb the uncle's holiday! I'm sorry!"

I saw three copper coins lying quietly in the small palm.

That's why Mo Jingcheng saw him hesitating in front of Mofangxuan last night, waiting for the restaurant to open.I didn't wait last night, so I found here to buy pastries.

"Last night on New Year's Eve, and today's New Year's Eve, the restaurant will not be open." Mo Jingcheng said indifferently, "The restaurant will not be opened on purpose just because of your request. This is true for restaurants, and the same for others."

The world is so indifferent, and they will not follow their own wishes in everything.This child was already in a difficult situation. If he didn't know this in advance, he might have a worse life in the future, so Mo Jingcheng didn't immediately agree.

Otherwise, if you take advantage of your poor situation and feel that you can easily get what you want by begging others, you will only be unable to grow for the rest of your life.

The others also knew this truth, so they didn't speak.

But Xiaoyan is only a six or seven-year-old child, and he doesn't know much about these words.Consciously causing trouble to the other party, he stood still and grabbed the hem of his clothes in an instant, his eyes turned red.

Fang Yun was a little distressed, and was about to step forward to comfort him, but Mo Jingcheng raised his hand to stop him.

After a long time, Xiaoyan raised his head again, and said resolutely: "I can do things for my uncles, I really want my brother to try it!"

Seeing the child's determination, Mo Jingcheng finally let go: "Okay. If you want to buy cakes for your brother so much, I won't charge you any money, but you have to pack all the firewood in the firewood room. We just made cakes for you."

Hearing this, Xiaoyan raised his head "swish", his teary eyes widened, thinking he had heard wrong, he asked in disbelief, "Really?"

Mo Jingcheng said calmly: "Really, the firewood house is on the east side."

"Thank you, Uncle Shopkeeper!" Xiaoyan bowed gratefully to Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun, and immediately went to find the woodshed.

Seeing the little figure running into the firewood room, Yu Nian asked: "Brother Mo, do you want this child to use his own strength to exchange for pastries?"

Mo Jingcheng didn't answer, but said: "There is still a lot of work to be done in the kitchen, so go help clean it up."

Seeing the other party ignoring his own problem, Yu Nian didn't care, just curled his lips and dragged Jiang Huaishou, A Jin and others to the kitchen to prepare tonight's New Year's Eve dinner.

The young Fang Xiao couldn't help much, so he was coaxed to play with the beaten little whitebait.In an instant, only Fang Yun and Mo Jingcheng were left in the huge main room.

Laughter came from the kitchen from time to time, drifting into the ears of the two with the excitement of the New Year.

"Rain Treasure." Mo Jingcheng called Fang Yun, and replaced the serious expression with tired eyes.

Fang Yun blinked, bent down and hugged Mo Jingcheng.

Mo Jingcheng's tense brain suddenly relaxed a little, and there was a trace of self-blame in his words, "Yun Bao, I cruelly let that child do the work, will you hate me?"

Although it is for the sake of the child, not everyone can understand him.In the eyes of others, he may be a villain who is unwilling to make simple pastries for that child.

After a long time, the wicked will be exhausted and can only struggle in their own world.

First, Mo Jingcheng punished Mo Fangxuan with a bad face in front of everyone when he met the little boy in Mofangxuan, and then the young Xiao Yan came to his door, but was rejected for buying a pastry for his brother.

Even a robot can occasionally slip into a state of self-blame.It was like falling into a swamp, with people around him, but watching him sink deeper and deeper with cold eyes.

But what he fears most is that Fang Yun hates him.

"You are thinking about the child, why do I hate you?" Fang Yun kissed the corner of his lips, showing a bright smile, "Besides, there is only one bundle of firewood that needs to be tidied up in the firewood room, and the rest are well placed, so there is no embarrassment The kid."

"I understand you, husband. Rainbow Dash has always understood you."

His tense heart suddenly relaxed, and he hugged Fang Yun tightly, as if he wanted to embed Fang Yun on his body.

His Husband, his Rainbow Dash.

The woodshed was not messy, and Mo Jingcheng would clean it well on weekdays, so within half an hour, Xiaoyan had tidied up the woodshed.

As Mo Jingcheng promised, as long as he tidied up the woodshed, he would start making pastries for him.

"Wash your hands, I'll teach you how to do it." Looking at Xiaoyan's face covered in dust, Mo Jingcheng handed him a clean handkerchief, and the latter took it carefully.

He never thought that Mo Jingcheng would be willing to teach him how to make pastries, so he was both apprehensive and pleasantly surprised.If a shopkeeper of a restaurant teaches his skills to others, the business will be taken away. This is a rule that even he knows.

But if he learns it, he will be able to make it for his brother in the future!

Yu Nian, who was watering the small orange tree, heard it, blinked and handed the bucket to Jiang Huaishou, and followed the two into the kitchen.

But Mo Jingcheng's workmanship is not generally poor. They are all made according to the operating procedures in the brain, but either too much flower juice is added, or too much water is added to the dough, which makes Xiaoyan who is watching look on his face. stupid.

"Uncle Shopkeeper, are you trying to tell me that you must fail before you succeed?" Before Mo Jingcheng could answer, Xiaoyan suddenly realized, "Thank you, Uncle Shopkeeper! I will definitely remember it well!"

Mo Jingcheng's eyelids twitched calmly.

Seeing Xiaoyan's big reaction, Yu Nian still couldn't help laughing, and lovingly touched the other's little bun, "Yes, so you have to remember how the shopkeeper makes pastries."

Before he finished speaking, he couldn't hold back a "puchi" laugh.

In the next second, Yu Nian was mercilessly thrown out of the kitchen.

In the end, Fang Yun took over and instructed Xiaoyan to make the pastry.The little child's eyes lit up when he saw the flower sponge cake coming out of the oven.

"Brother Fang Yun! Did I make this!"

Although the shape of the pastry is not so beautiful, it can be seen that it is a flower.This flower sponge cake is mixed with sweet-scented osmanthus juice, showing a light blue color, which looks playful and lovely in the mist of the steamer.

"You made it." Fang Yun narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Yu Nian, who sneaked in, grinned, and elbowed Mo Jingcheng, who was standing aside, "Child, why do you call the shopkeeper uncle, but the shopkeeper's husband, brother?"

Mo Jingcheng glanced at him indifferently.

It was meant to be a joke, but Xiaoyan thought about it seriously, and took a careful look at Mo Jingcheng. Seeing that he was not angry, he said calmly: "Because the shopkeeper is a bit fierce, but Brother Fang Yun is very gentle!"

The world of children is very naive. Those who feel fierce should be called Uncle, and those who are gentle should be called Brother. There is no difference in age.

Hearing this, Yu Nian froze for a moment, pointed to himself and asked, "Then what should you call me?"

Ben was waiting for the word "brother", but he heard the other party call out without a single pause, "Uncle!"

Yu Nian's face darkened.

There is also an elder brother who is sick at home, so Xiaoyan stays shortly after wrapping up the cakes.Before leaving, he bowed and thanked everyone one by one.

When he was in front of Mo Jingcheng, Xiaoyan cautiously raised his head, then quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Come here." Mo Jingcheng glanced at him.

Xiaoyan blinked and moved over.

"Hand out."

He stretched out his hand obediently, then thought he had made a mistake, and closed his eyes in fear.

The imagined pain of being whipped on the palm didn't happen, instead a soft thing fell on the palm.He opened his eyes and peeked quietly, only to find a small red bag on his hand.

The little red bag was bulging, with the word "Ji" embroidered on it, and the seal was carefully tied with a red string.

Xiaoyan raised his head in surprise, only to find that everyone including Mo Jingcheng was looking at him with smiles.

"Happy New Year, kid, this is your lucky money!" Yu Nian went over and rubbed him, and seeing that he was still in a daze, he poked his little cheek.

In fact, looking carefully, Xiaoyan's facial features are beautiful, if he washes his face and dresses up carefully, he must be a very handsome little brother.

At this time, Ah Ling also brought out a bag of preserved fruit, put it in Xiaoyan's hands, and rubbed him, "Happy New Year."

And Fang Xiao also handed the newly made bamboo dragonfly to his hand, Nuo Nuo said: "Brother Xiaoyan, happy new year, this is Xiaoer's New Year gift to brother!"

The sudden blessing caught Xiaoyan by surprise. Since the death of his parents, he and his elder brother depended on each other for life, and he never had a good New Year's Eve.

I thought that coming here would be the same as before, but now I have received blessings from so many people.

"Go back quickly, it's getting dark, and the road at night is not safe." Mo Jingcheng glanced at him, then turned to Ah Ling, "Ah Ling, send him back."

Alling responded.

In this way, Xiaoyan not only got the pastry for his brother, but also brought back a large package of New Year's gifts.

After the child left, Yu Nian winked at Mo Jingcheng.

"I said, Brother Mo, are you a knife-mouthed bean curd heart? I have seen it all. The firewood room is clean and there is nothing to clean up. Just tell the child that you want to tell him that things are not so bad It's simple! Jiang Huaishou! Why are you hitting me on the head again!"

"Come here, make dumplings." Jiang Huaishou withdrew his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

Rubbing his head that was hurt by the beating, he was about to refute it loudly, but when he looked up, he saw Jiang Huaishou's fleeting smile, and suddenly shouted in shock, "Jiang Huaishou, you can laugh!"

Jiang Huaishou hit his head again with a cold face.

"I said it all! If you knock too much, you will become stupid! Believe it or not, let me tell my father!"

The two walked to the kitchen noisily.

The sound of firecrackers outside the door was crackling, and the setting sun was so loud that it fell on the white snow, shining brightly.The lanterns under the eaves may be infected by the lively atmosphere, and they are also gently swaying with the evening wind.

Fang Yun and Mo Jingcheng looked at each other and smiled.

"Happy New Year."