Crossover boy farming

"Husband..."

Chen Xiaonian's slightly weak voice awakened Zhang Wuliang from his memories: "Well, do you feel better?"

Chen Xiaonian leaned against him and shook his head lightly, not daring to move, dizzy.

Alas, Zhang Wuliang sighed silently, and hugged him tightly in his arms to protect him.

This time Chen Xiaonian was pregnant, and the reaction was particularly severe. He often felt nausea, dizziness, fatigue, vomiting and drowsiness. It was never serious when he was pregnant with fruit.

Zhang Wuliang could only let him hang curtains around the lotus pavilion to keep out the wind, and then burn some charcoal pots to keep warm so that he can come out to breathe.

Let's say Chen Xiaonian is now in his twenties.Since the birth of Guoguo, there has been no news from my stomach, and I feel that there will be no more. Zhang Wuliang is normal, he thinks it is good to have only one child.

Chen Xiaonian also let go of this matter in his day after day comfort.

But who knows, Chen Xiaonian fainted suddenly a few days ago, which frightened everyone. Fortunately, it was the beginning of February and nothing happened in the field. Zhang Wuliang's family moved to the town for a short stay, so there was no delay in calling for a doctor.

As a result, when the pulse was diagnosed, it turned out to be a happy pulse. The family was overjoyed and wrapped a big red envelope for the doctor. The happy doctor prescribed the best anti-fetal medicine for Chen Xiaonian.

But the child in his stomach, as if to show his presence, tossed Chen Xiaonian desperately.

Zhang Wuliang looked distressed in his eyes, and sometimes he really wished he didn't have this child.

But once Zhang Wuliang reveals this intention, Chen Xiaonian will poke him a few times, this is the child he was looking forward to with great difficulty, how can he let him say no to it.

The two stayed in the pavilion for a while, Chen Xiaonian felt that it was almost done, so he went back to the house.

Someone in the room had already opened the windows to let the air out, and it was no longer as dry as before. When the newly bought servants saw the master and husband came back, they quickly brought hot water to seal the doors and windows.

Zhang Wuliang took good care of the person, Chen Xiaonian didn't feel cold, so he took a sip of hot water and said to the maid who was standing aside: "Go and fetch the young master, don't let him disturb you." The second master reads."

"Yes." The servant girl led the order to leave the room, and turned to the Bo Paradise on the west side.

As soon as he entered the gate, he heard the sweet and crisp voice of the young boy, and he asked in puzzlement, "Uncle, why does Sun Wukong go to the sky to be Bi Mawen? Wouldn't it be better to be the monkey king in Huaguo Mountain?"

Then there was a hoarse voice, answering his question: "Because he wants to go to the sky to see, but that is a place he has never been to."

Zhang Zhenyong took a sip of the hot water on the table to moisten his throat.

Although his throat doesn't hurt very much, the eldest brother said that he is in the period of voice change and needs to protect his throat.

And every time he heard his hoarse voice, he would feel that his throat was uncomfortable.

"Does Guoguo want to drink water?"

Sitting in front of him was a little boy who was carved with flour and jade, and shook his little head with two buns: "Thank you uncle, Guoguo is not thirsty, uncle, why does Sun Wukong go to the sky, is it fun in the sky?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhenyong put down the cup in his hand, looked at him and said, "It's fun, don't you know if you continue to listen? Monkey King is after Bi Mawen..." It was still hoarse, but Guoguo could hear it With relish.

At this time, there was a knock on the door: "Second Master, Madam asked the servants to pick up the young master and return to Yunshu Garden."

Zhang Zhenyong was taken aback, and stopped the story he was telling: "Come in and talk."

The slightly raised voice was hoarse with a more obvious crack, which was hard to hear.But after the maid standing outside the door understood what he meant, she didn't dare to hesitate to push the door in and stood respectfully aside.

Guoguo was still immersed in the story just now, when someone came in, she looked out curiously, and found that it was someone beside his mother: "Sister Xing'er?"

Xing'er turned around and bowed to him: "Young Master..."

"Did Eminem call you here?" Guoguo asked with her head tilted.

"Yes" Myolie replied.

"Brother's health is better?" Zhang Zhenyong looked at her and asked.

After reading Zhang Zhenyong's poems and books for six years, he is no longer the child playing in the fields and hills.

What's more, he had already participated in the children's examination and was selected as a scholar. Last year, the new emperor opened Enke, and he even took the rural examination with the mentality of testing the water.

Although he was not named on the list, he benefited a lot, and his whole body became calm, even with a hint of coercion.

In front of outsiders, he was even more vivid. He asked Xing'er not daring not to answer: "As for the second master, Madam just went back to the courtyard with the master, and her complexion seems to have recovered a bit." I also know that they are close, so there is no need to hide .

Zhang Zhenyong nodded: "That's it, you can take Guoguo back. If there is still need, send him over."

"Yes..." Xing'er respectfully replied, then looked at Guoguo: "Young master, go back with your servant."

Guoguo nodded and jumped off the stool.Although he really wanted to continue listening to the Monkey King's story, but since Ah Mu missed him, he had to go back to accompany Ah Mu: "Uncle, Guoguo is leaving first, thank you Uncle for playing with Guoguo and telling Guoguo stories. "

Zhang Zhenyong smiled and nodded: "Go, be careful on the road."

"I will." Guoguo ran to Myolie and held her hand, "Sister Xinger, let's go."

"Okay." Xing'er took the small cloak next to her and put it on for Guoguo, and bowed to Zhang Zhenyong: "Your servant will leave."

Seeing Zhang Zhenyong nodding, Xinger took Guoguo back to Yunshu Garden.

In Yunshu Garden, Zhang Wuliang was writing and drawing on the desk, while Chen Xiaonian was sitting on the round table drinking porridge.

Hearing the creaking sound of the door opening, the two looked towards the door at the same time, and saw a little man wearing a cape and a hood coming in, standing obediently at the door, asking Xing'er to help him untie the cloak.

Then trotted to Chen Xiaonian, when he was about to reach out to hug him, he barely stopped his movements, tilted his head and asked, "Mum, how is little brother doing now?"

"Good boy." Chen Xiaonian put down the spoon in his hand and hugged Guoguo.

Guoguo obediently sat on his lap, and wrapped her arms around his neck very carefully.

Seeing his younger son's thoughtful actions, Chen Xiaonian was filled with relief: "What did Guoguo do at my uncle's place today?"

"Uncle told Guoguo a story today, the story of Monkey King."

When talking about this little man, his voice was full of excitement: "Sun Wukong is really amazing, not only can he fly, but he can also change in 72 ways!"

"Really?" Chen Xiaonian's tone was full of curiosity: "Can Guoguo tell Ah Mu? Ah Mu really wants to know how powerful Monkey King is."

"Okay," Guoguo readily agreed, and slowly started talking about the little stone monkey jumping out of the rock, while recalling what Zhang Zhenyong told him, adding his own imagination.

Although it is not so clear when talking about it, but when the two people in the room already know the story, they can still follow his train of thought.

And occasionally there is a Journey to the West that he understands in it, and it is a different feeling to say it. Chen Xiaonian stopped drinking porridge, and Zhang Wuliang stopped writing. The three of them worked together and listened to his stories very cooperatively. Occasionally He also raised a few small questions, which made Xiao Guoguo, the speaker, feel a sense of accomplishment.

"Then Sun Wukong went to the sky, and the Jade Emperor made him Bi Mawen." Guoguo swallowed, her throat a little dry.

Chen Xiaonian quickly poured him a glass of water.

"Thank you, Em." Guoguo took it and said obediently.

Chen Xiaonian reached out and touched his head, at this time Guoguo had already moved into Zhang Wuliang's arms.

Zhang Wuliang waited for him to finish drinking the water in the glass, and asked the question he had thought about a long time ago: "What kind of official is this Bi Mawen?"

"It's a horse breeder," Guoguo said solemnly.

"Ah? Does Monkey King know how to raise horses?" Zhang Wuliang asked suspiciously.

"I don't know either." Guoguo frowned and said, "My uncle hasn't said anything yet."

"Does Guoguo think he will raise horses?"

"I think it will, Sun Wukong is so powerful, he can do everything!" Guoguo said in a very sure tone.

"Really? But his master didn't teach him how to raise horses?" Zhang Wuliang continued to ask questions.

The delicate little eyebrows frowned again, as if he felt that what Zhang Wuliang said made sense.

But he doesn't want to admit that there are things that Monkey King can't do.

Fortunately, Chen Xiaonian rescued him in time: "When Guoguo is having dinner, ask my uncle if he will know? Will Monkey King let his horse go?"

"Okay!" Guoguo replied crisply, "I'll ask my uncle later."

Chen Xiaonian smiled and nodded, just at this moment, Myolie's voice came from outside the door asking if she wanted to have dinner, and the husband and wife realized that the whole afternoon had passed.

"Here we come," Chen Xiaonian replied.

Zhang Wuliang didn't let go of Guoguo, and stood up holding him directly. After Chen Xiaonian had packed up, the family of three started to go to the dining room.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Danian was already waiting there. As soon as Guoguo saw someone, he immediately got off Zhang Wuliang's body, and called out in a sweet voice: "Grandma".

"Hey, my good grandson, come and give me a hug from grandma." Aunt Zhao hugged him on her lap: "Is Guoguo good today?"

Guoguo nodded: "Guoguo is very good today, Guoguo just returned it to Afu, and Amu and younger brother are telling stories!"

"Really?" Aunt Zhao said pleasantly, "Guoguo is really good, and can tell stories. Next time, tell grandma too, okay?"

"Okay!" Guoguo said solemnly, "Let's talk about it next time."

"Oh, my dear grandson..." Mrs. Zhao was about to kiss him hard when she heard him frowned and said, "But Guoguo's stories all come from my uncle, who has to prepare for the exam. , we can’t keep wasting his time.”

Aunt Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then she came to her senses: "Okay, don't waste my uncle's time, when my uncle is free to tell Guoguo, Guoguo will tell grandma again, okay?"

At this time, a characteristic hoarse voice sounded outside the door: "Guoguo, what are you going to tell grandma about uncle?" Then Zhang Zhenyong turned in from the door.

"Uncle!" Guoguo called out first, "I'm talking about the stories my uncle told. Father and Mu both love to listen to them!"

Zhang Zhenyong looked over, Zhang Wuliang gave him a smile, Zhang Zhenyong shuddered, and looked away in embarrassment.

Guoguo, who was still on Mrs. Zhao's lap, didn't notice the lawsuit between them. He thought of the question just now and asked, "Uncle, will Monkey King let go?"

Zhang Zhenyong glanced at him like his elder brother, no one would think of such a question except him.

Zhang Wuliang raised an eyebrow at him, motioning for him to answer carefully.

Zhang Zhenyong lowered his head and thought for a while: "Probably not."

"Ah..." Guoguo showed a disappointed expression.

Zhang Zhenyong glanced at his elder brother's expression, very good, the direction is right.

"Sun Wukong only learned 72 transformations and Somersault Cloud in Xianshan, but he didn't learn how to let go. So it's normal that he can't let go." Zhang Zhenyong began to explain.

Fortunately, at this time, Guoguo's admiration for Sun Wukong was not very deep, and he was only slightly disappointed when he heard the words.

"So Guoguo has to learn everything if he wants to know everything in the future. No one is born to be good at everything..." Zhang Wuliang walked over and touched his head: "Don't feel embarrassed if Guoguo doesn't know anything, Xiang Those who know how to learn will be fine.”

Guoguo nodded, seeming to understand a little bit.

Only Zhang Zhenyong rolled his eyes silently, he really will not let go of any opportunity to teach children, but...

Zhang Zhenyong smiled, what's wrong?Didn't he come here too?