With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Mo Jingcheng took a piece of kale and handed it to Fang Yun's mouth.

"Rainbow, eat something, you haven't eaten anything all day."

Looking at the purple-red leaves, Fang Yun felt even more dizzy, with 500 taels of silver floating in front of his eyes, and even the feeling of retching came up again.

Just when the retching was uncontrollable, Fang Yun hurriedly covered his mouth, his clean and bright almond eyes widened slightly.

Seeing that Fulang's face turned pale, Mo Jingcheng stopped forcing him, and hurriedly put down the chopsticks to follow his back, "What's the matter, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Fang Yun covered his mouth tightly, tried to focus on the temperature of his back, and closed his eyes for a while.

Afraid that Mo Jingcheng would be too worried, Fang Yun raised his head and forced the corners of his mouth to curl up, pretending to be relaxed and said: "I'm fine, I just saw that the leaves of kale look so similar to Moju, and I feel a little sad when I think of 500 taels of silver."

The reason is true.

The kale is deep purple all over, and the leaves are also very large. At first glance, it really looks like blooming petals.

In addition, Fang Yun does not like to break up when making cold dishes, and will keep the intact leaves to increase the taste, so it looks like a black chrysanthemum.

Feeling that his stomach finally eased up a bit, Fang Yun whispered with tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, husband, I'm so useless."

Knowing that a black chrysanthemum needs 500 taels, the self-blame in his heart is greater than the sadness.

To earn 500 taels, Mo Jingcheng needs to take care of the fields and run the restaurants, money is not easy to earn, and occasionally some diners who are not easy to deal with will come, which will make his work even busier.

But he didn't understand anything, so he used it directly to make pastries.

Mo Jingcheng, who was worried about Fang Yun's body, was a little dumbfounded when he heard this reason.Looking at Fang Yun's appearance as if he was about to cry, his heart ached so much that he hugged him tightly.

"It turns out that in Yun Bao's heart, I am a bad husband who doesn't love my husband." Mo Jingcheng pursed his lips on purpose, pretending to be wronged.

Hearing this, Fang Yun immediately raised his head and retorted: "How could it be! Husband loves Yun Bao the most!"

"Then why does Rainbow Dash think I'm blaming you for this mere 500 taels?"

Fang Yun fell silent, and threw his head into Mo Jingcheng's arms in aggrieved manner.

Seeing that Fu Lang was so cute, Mo Jingcheng almost couldn't help but wipe him clean, but because several pairs of eyes were staring at him and it was inconvenient, he coughed dryly in embarrassment.

"Rainbow is my husband, let alone the 500 taels, even if it takes my life, I'm willing"

Before he could speak, a pair of warm hands grabbed his mouth and stuffed back all the words he said.

Mo Jingcheng blinked his eyes, and stared at the red-faced and angry little husband with bent eyes. He stuck out the tip of his tongue wickedly and gently pressed it against his palm.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jingcheng would do this, and the blush on Fang Yun's face almost flew to his ears.

He was about to withdraw his hand like it was hot, but Mo Jingcheng grabbed it back and stuck it to his lips again. The smile in his eyes became more obvious, as if encouraging him to continue talking.

This time Fang Yun's eyes turned red from being teased, and his legs went limp.

"My husband can't say such serious things!"

Just liked seeing Fu Lang's shy appearance, Mo Jingcheng raised his hand, kissed the back of it, and said with a smile, "Why?"

Fang Yun said with a trembling voice: "Yun Bao only wants her husband to be well."

"Me too." Mo Jingcheng leaned over and kissed the corner of his bright red lips, "I just want my Rainbow Dash to be fine."

As soon as the words fell, Fang Yun's ears turned red, and he buried his head in Mo Jingcheng's arms and refused to lift it up, beating his chest lightly with a pair of small fists.

"My husband bullied me!"

Mo Jingcheng smiled and hugged him even tighter.

Looking at the couple who were having a good time over there with pink bubbles, Shi Yandao suddenly felt that the grape juice in the bowl turned sour for no reason.

"I'm here to see this?"

Shi Yandao, who has been an official for many years, fell into deep thought.

But Xu Yuanqi, who was making fun of the rabbit and Fang Xiao, didn't feel anything. He glanced over there, just in time to see Mo Jingcheng's lips leave the corner of Fang Yun's.

The young man was used to seeing the love between the couple, and felt no ups and downs in his heart. He lowered his head again and fed the kale leaves into the rabbit's mouth.

"It's old man, you are too old."

Shi Yandao's face turned dark.

In order to welcome the arrival of the vernal equinox, Mofangxuan specially launched a new activity.

As soon as the sky was getting bright, the boys put up a signboard designed by Er Niu at another lively street corner, with lace as tender as green leaves on it, and wrote "handmade activities".

"Come and have a look! Let's make your favorite cakes with your family!" The servant yelled in front of the door.

After a while, pedestrians surrounded him one after another, but no one came to stop him.

Fortunately, Mo Jingcheng rented this land with silver taels in advance, and talked to the surrounding shops, so he was not disgusted by other shops, but was warmly welcomed by them.

Both left and right have paid the land rent, and everyone said that Mofangxuan's business is good, so they are interested to see how the restaurant's business is good.

This street is different from the street where Mofangxuan is located. It is bustling with small stalls along the side of the street. At first glance, it is a good location that businessmen want, so Mo Jingcheng chose this place.

Although Mofangxuan's business is good, the location is remote. If the event is held there, there will be many fewer people participating.

Although this activity is not aimed at earning money, but just to expand the reputation of Mofangxuan, it is more lively with more people.

The booth they set up is not big, there is a long wooden table, on which are the utensils and materials needed for making pastries, and a few samples for reference, and there is nothing more about the rest.

In order to allow younger children to join in, the long table is only as high as a two- or three-year-old child.If you are sitting on a small bench, that is just right.

There were a lot of people around, but after yelling for nearly half an hour, no one dared to step forward to give it a try, so the servant was also a little puzzled.

"Mother, what is 'handmade'? Can I also make cakes like that rabbit?" A child asked his mother softly, his eyes still fixed on the samples.

The pastries in the sample were shaped into many animal shapes, including rabbits, small fish, and even strange lantern shapes, which caught the attention of a child about four or five years old.

Seeing that the opportunity came, the young man hurriedly greeted it with a smile, and patiently explained: "Handmade is that you can try to make it yourself. It is beautiful and edible, and you can give it to your mother."

The child was probably shy, when he saw someone approaching, he hid behind his mother and peeked with big eyes.

Seeing that the other party didn't have any malicious intentions, he said again, "I want a rabbit."

The boy who was obviously hiding from the child was hit, looked at the rabbit, and mustered up the courage to continue, "You can try to make it, and it would be good to give it to your friends."

Before he finished speaking, the child shrank his head back, this time he didn't even want to show his eyes.

"" The boy's smile froze on his face.

The boy was only a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, and when he had a strong self-esteem, he was hit by such a blow, moved to the corner in frustration, and looked this way in a bit of despair.

Xu Shi blamed himself and was a little curious, the child poked his head out again, this time looking at the boy squatting in the corner with a hurt face.But soon, the line of sight was covered by the pastry rabbit that had been pure white and bright.

Looking up, there was a soft-looking pastry rabbit in the middle of a white palm.Further up, there is a face that is fairer and more delicate than a rabbit.

"Give it to you."

Fang Yun smiled, reached out and rubbed the child's hair, "I like you very much. Take it."

The voice as warm as the spring breeze blew into the child's ears, and the child who was stunned couldn't help reaching out to catch it.

The rabbit is really soft, if you touch it lightly, it will sway like alive, not like a pastry at all.

"Oh, Maier, thank you brother." The child's mother patted him on the back.

Only then did Maier come to his senses, thanked in a soft voice, then tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked, "Brother, can I make a little rabbit for that brother?"

As he spoke, he shifted his gaze to the boy in the corner.

Xu Shi hadn't recovered from the disappointment, and stood facing the wall in a daze.

Fang Yun narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Of course."

After receiving the consent, Maier took A Niang's hand and took the initiative to walk to the small bench, sat down seriously, and started to make a bunny according to the instructions of another servant.

With a good start, the surrounding crowd began to squeeze in, most of them brought their own children to join in the fun.As a result, the small stall began to be full of noisy atmosphere.

On the other side, the servant who was facing the wall heard the loud laughter behind him, but didn't turn around to look, still immersed in his own world.

Although he was usually a bit stupid, he had never been dodged like this, so he was naturally very sad.

Suddenly, light footsteps came from behind.

The boy thought it was his shopkeeper calling him to help, so he answered "Come here" without turning his head, patted the dust on his body and stood up.

As a result, when he turned around, a soft little dumpling was standing behind him, holding a crumpled little white dumpling in his hand.

There is also a pair of dexterous long ears on the little white ball.

It was the kid who was avoiding him just now.

Seeing the child's appearance, he was very ashamed, and he turned around embarrassedly, and said to him sticky: "Brother, this rabbit is for you."

The boy was slightly taken aback.

Before the boy could react, the child stuffed the white dumpling called a rabbit into his hand, turned around with his short legs, and threw himself into his mother's arms .

Not yet, she quietly turned her head to look at him.

Looking at the limp white dumpling in his hand, the servant carefully held him, and his whole body was filled with energy.After cheering myself up, I ran to the stall to help again, and my energy was stronger than before.

A young man's heart is quick to be depressed, and naturally he is quick to lift up his energy.

Fang Yun, who watched all this from a distance, bent his eyes, and the eyes seemed to be shining brightly.Turning around with a smile, he caught a figure in the corner from the corner of his eye.

It was a skinny woman.

Fang Yun was stunned for a moment, a chill and a sense of abyss came from his back spontaneously.

"Auntie"