With a brain-loving husband [travel]

During the New Year's Eve, every shop is closed for rest, and Mofangxuan is no exception.

Ordinary people are only busy with their work and have few days to talk to their families, so they take advantage of the rest of the New Year's Day to talk more and play some lively games. Therefore, except for the occasional firecrackers, the street is very busy. It is quiet.

Fang Xiao was taken by Yu Nian and his party to a temple fair in the next town, leaving only Mo Fang at home, which gave the couple a chance to get along sweetly.

Usually busy with Mofangxuan's business, they always haven't rested after midnight. The two of them are very considerate of each other, so most of the time they take a rest after washing up to prepare for the next day's work.

Occasionally, Ah Jin and Ah Ling will come to help, but after all, it is a restaurant with two themes, and it will go around when it is busy.

The business of the left and right restaurants is also good, and the payment of wages is not a problem. Mo Jingcheng is planning to hire more servants after the New Year's Eve, so that Fu Lang can rest more, or he will hurt his body if he is too tired.

It just so happened that Fang Yun was also worried that Mo Jingcheng would be too tired and his old illness would relapse, so when he heard the other party's proposal, he agreed without hesitation.

As night fell and there was nothing to do, Fang Yun lit the oil lamp and took out a book to read, while Mo Jingcheng accompanied him to write recipes.

There are still many dishes and pastries in the future world that are not known to this world, such as Xuemei Niang made with milk paste, thousand-layer cake made with wormwood juice, and soft and glutinous steamed pork.

Mo Jingcheng recorded all these steps according to the steps displayed by the brain, so that Fang Yun could use them better.

Fang Yun's craftsmanship is good. He likes to make new pastries on weekdays. Now that he can read some words, it is not difficult to make new dishes according to recipes.

Besides, even if there is any problem, he will be there to help.

The two of them do their own things without disturbing each other, and they don't make noise unnaturally because they are afraid of being quiet. Instead, they form a proper atmosphere.

One pen and one table, listening to the occasional sound of firecrackers outside, smiling at each other, is the best atmosphere.

Getting a little tired from writing, Fang Yun put down his pen, lay down on the table and looked at Mo Jingcheng quietly.

Under the oil lamp, Mo Jingcheng's profile is very soft, his jaw line is very delicate and beautiful, and the corners of his lips are slightly pursed because of serious writing.

If you touch it, it must be very soft.

Fang Yun looked a little dazed.

"Yun Bao, when do you want to peek?" Mo Jingcheng turned his face slightly, covering half of the oil lamp in the shadow, making his eyes softer.

"It's so beautiful." Fang Yun couldn't help exhaling softly.

As soon as the words fell, he realized what he had just said, and hurriedly covered his mouth, blinking his eyes.

"Pretty?" Mo Jingcheng gently put down the pen, bent his eyes and kissed the stars.

The kiss was very light, and soon it flew away like a butterfly. Fang Yun was a little dissatisfied, and blinked again, almost blinking out the stars in his eyes.

It's rare to see her husband so proactive. Mo Jingcheng really wanted to kiss him again according to his wishes, but he couldn't help but think of the surprise prepared for her husband tonight, so he had to let it go.

"Rainbow, let's go to the almond tree, shall we?"

Fang Yun blinked vigorously, not understanding why he wanted to see the apricot blossom tree at this moment.But after thinking about it, maybe my husband was a little curious that he had never been there, so he nodded.

Seeing that Husband agreed, Mo Jingcheng took out the cloak and velvet cap and put them on for him.

"The snow has just stopped, so don't catch a cold."

Hearing this, Fang Yun nodded, looked at Mo Jingcheng who was carefully tying the cloak for him, and tiptoed to kiss that handsome cheek.

"Rainbow." Mo Jingcheng was taken aback for a moment, his eyes filled with unspeakable emotion, "Do you still want to go out?"

Realizing that the direction was not good, Fang Yun nodded hurriedly.

"Then be nice."

The street was very quiet, only people in twos and threes who were going home after visiting the temple fair.

The apricot blossom tree is not far from the house, just a few lanes away.

"Husband, do you want to see the lantern?" Fang Yun was a little curious, and slowly moved while leaning lazily on Mo Jingcheng's arms.

Mo Jingcheng responded, hugged his husband tightly, and slowed down his pace, occasionally straightened his clothes, and stuffed his red hands back into the sleeves.

There is no rush left or right, and the weather is not too cold, so it doesn't matter if you walk slowly.Furthermore, the town after snowfall is very quaint, which cannot be seen in the future world.

"The lanterns are beautiful, and the lanterns at the Lotus Festival are even more beautiful. Husband, do you remember? We put up exactly the same lanterns at that time!"

There are very few styles of lanterns at the Lotus Watching Festival, and they are basically in the shape of lotus flowers. It is not surprising that they are exactly the same, but Mo Jingcheng did not expose him, and only responded softly.

There are many alleys in Xinghua Town, and the inside is very dark, with the occasional sound of drafts.But Fang Yun didn't care much, and he was still talking to Mo Jingcheng about the lanterns at the Lotus Festival.

Suddenly, a subdued growl came from the side alley, and Fang Yun, who was still happy just now, shook his shoulders in fright.

"Jiang Huaishou!"

Fang Yun frantically followed the sound, but saw two figures in the alley. Because there was no light, they couldn't see their faces clearly.However, he vaguely saw a tall figure tightly trapping the smaller figure in his arms, lowering his head as if blocking the curses from that person's mouth from time to time.

And those two figures resemble Yu Nian and Jiang Huaishou very much.

Just as he was about to raise his head to ask Mo Jingcheng, his eyes were covered by a pair of big hands, and the warmth of his palms slowly spread to his heart through his eyelids.Fang Yun's eyes widened immediately, and he completely forgot what he was going to ask.

Feeling Fang Yun's eyelashes fluttering in his palm like a butterfly, Mo Jingcheng restrained his inner impulse and comforted him, "Let's go to the apricot tree."

Immediately afterwards, he hugged Fang Yun, who was stunned, in his arms, and quickened his pace while running with him.

At this time, the Lantern Festival has passed, so no one will come to the apricot tree, only a few candles are lit on the side of the lampstand to accompany the apricot tree.

If it is at the Lantern Festival, it will be full of red candle lights, lively vendors and various stages, which is very lively.But once the Lantern Festival is over, everyone will return to their little days, and they will rarely come.

Everyone said that this apricot tree has a history of hundreds of years, and it has been covered with red cloth strips full of wishes. It has witnessed many divisions and reunions, and also witnessed the realization of many wishes.

This is the case every day, every year, until hundreds of years.

The surrounding area was very dark and very quiet. Occasionally a gust of wind blew past, making Fang Yun's back feel a little chilled.

But Fang Yun was used to being alone before, so he was not afraid of these things, so he just leaned against Mo Jingcheng's arms to keep warm.

Suddenly, he remembered that he wanted to come here a few days ago to hang up lantern wishes, but that night because he played throwing pots and got sleepy halfway, he didn't come.Now that I have come today, I am eager to try it.

At the Lantern Festival, the red cloth strips with your wishes written on the apricot tree are hanging lantern wishes. Because it is an activity at the Lantern Festival, it is also called "Making a Lantern Vow".

Hanging lantern wishes is what many people look forward to most in a year. My brother will often put on the most beautiful clothes and the most beautiful hairpins on this day, and devoutly hang his wish strips on the apricot tree .

In the past, Fang Fangyun didn't have any wishes, he just thought that it was a good thing for him to live, but now, he has a wish to hang on to.

Fang Yun secretly glanced at Mo Jingcheng.

It happened that at this moment, Mo Jingcheng also lowered his head, bumping into the starry eyes with clear clouds above.

"Rain Treasure." Mo Jingcheng called softly, and let go of Fang Yun's hand, "wait for me here."

Before Fang Yun could react, Mo Jingcheng dodged into the darkness, leaving only Fang Yun alone in the huge open space.

The surroundings were suddenly plunged into darkness, Fang Yun's eyes widened in horror, the almond eyes were gradually covered with a layer of mist, and his heart was terrified.But his throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't make a sound no matter what.

"Don't be afraid, Fang Yun, don't be afraid." Fang Yun took a deep breath and comforted himself, "Brother Mo will be back soon, just wait."

As soon as the words fell, a little light surged not far away, and slowly, the light condensed into a vast starlight, attacking Fang Yun.And just behind that light was Mo Jingcheng with gentle eyes.

Fang Yun's almond eyes widened, and the starlight shone brightly in his pupils.

Holding the wishing lamp, Mo Jingcheng looked tenderly at Fang Yun who was shining with tears, walked up to him and placed the lit wishing lamp in his hand.

When Mo Jingcheng approached, Fang Yun finally saw what was in the opponent's hand.

It was a lamp like never seen before.The thin paper layer was heated up by the lamp, and there was a small lamp holder under the paper layer wrapped in a circle, and a candle was flickering on the lamp holder.

But Fang Yun shed tears, and the tears fell on the paper layer patter.

Unexpectedly, Fu Lang would cry like this. Mo Jingcheng was worried that Fu Lang would be burned by the candle lamp, so he hurriedly took the lamp and placed it on the ground, and patted his back to comfort him.

After Fang Yun slowly stopped crying, Mo Jingcheng wiped away the tears for him and coaxed, "What's wrong with my Rainbow Dash, why are you crying like this?"

"Brother Mo, where have you been? I'm so afraid that you will abandon me." Nuo Nuo's voice was full of grievances.

Hearing this, Mo Jingcheng couldn't laugh or cry. It turned out that his husband thought he had left him when he walked away suddenly.

His husband didn't want him to leave, and he didn't want to leave his husband.

Mo Jingcheng kissed away his tears, and softly coaxed him: "I won't leave you, unless my Rainbow Dash doesn't want me." There was actually a trace of grievance in his words.

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yun covered his mouth and blamed him with teary eyes, "What are you talking about! I won't want you!"

Mo Jingcheng took his hand, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly.

"So I won't abandon you either."

Hearing this, Fang Yun realized that he had been fooled.His face flushed, and he looked away unnaturally.

Just as he was about to ignore him, he saw that beautiful lamp out of the corner of his eye, and instantly forgot the unhappiness just now, and asked curiously, "Brother Mo, what is this?"

"This is a wishing lamp. If you write your wish on it and let it fly, it will come true."

There is no such lamp in this world, so Mo Jingcheng took advantage of Fang Yun's inattention and quietly followed the operation steps given by Zhinao a few days ago to make it by himself for a long time.

If it were in the past, Mo Jingcheng would not believe that writing his wish on the lamp and letting him fly would come true.After all, it was hard for him to believe that the researcher had placed various technological abilities in his brain.

But in front of Fu Lang, all unbelief disappeared.

"I didn't write my wish on the lantern last time. So, Rainbow Dash will write her wish on the wishing lantern this time, okay?"

Meeting Mo Jingcheng's gaze, Fang Yun was slightly taken aback.

It turned out that his husband had been thinking about him all the time.

Know what he wants to do, what he wants.

After a long time, Fang Yun choked up and replied: "Yes! My husband and I will write together!"