husband, he picked it up [farming]

Another quarter of an hour later, an anxious voice came from the direction where Fang Mu disappeared.

A man quickly walked out from behind the bushes around the corner: "Yuan Yuan..."

Li Huiyuan couldn't see anyone at the bottom of the slope, but when he heard his father's voice, he immediately waved his hands in response: "Father, I'm here."

Li Daqing trotted over at a faster pace, before he could say hello to Chaoyan, his eyes were full of his son, and he was relieved when he saw Li Huiyuan lying in the grass, "Why are you so careless." He said and was about to go down.

Li Huiyuan said: "Father, be careful."

Li Daqing grabbed the grass and slid down slowly.

The two of them were tossing around here, and Fang Mu also came over there, holding a long wooden branch as thick as a baby's wrist.

Li Daqing slid to Li Huiyuan's position, probed the depth with his feet and stood firmly, then squatted down to check Li Huiyuan's injury: "Where is the injury?"

"Right foot."

Li Daqing held his right foot and tried it. Li Huiyuan was pressed and hurt. With a hiss, Li Daqing put down his foot, and said in a happy tone, "Fortunately, it was only twisted. Come on, Dad will carry you up."

"Okay." Li Huiyuan struggled to climb onto his father's back.

Fang Mu on the top handed down the long wooden branch: "Uncle Daqing, you hold the wooden branch, and I will pull you up."

"Hey." Li Daqing responded, and took advantage of the situation to hold the long wooden branch in front of him.

Chao Yan came over to help him, but Fang Mu just glanced at him and didn't stop him.

The two were pulling on top, while Li Daqing below was holding a long wooden branch with both hands, exerting force from his feet, pushing the bushes upward with difficulty.

The grass was slippery, so Li Daqing had to be steady with every step, otherwise it would be easy to fall down.

After a lot of effort, the father and son escaped from the slope.

Li Daqing put Li Huiyuan on the bundled grass and sat there, wiped the sweat from his brow, thanked both of them, and when he saw his face, he asked Fang Mu again: "This is..."

Before Fang Mu could answer, Li Huiyuan said first, "His name is Chaoyan, and he and Brother Muzi are a couple."

This introduction can only come from Chaoyan's mouth. Fang Mu looked sideways at Chaoyan. The latter met his gaze with red ears, and his eyes flickered. Then he admitted: "It's my family."

The simple and honest man didn't think too much: "Congratulations, remember to invite uncle to have a glass of wedding wine when we set up a banquet in the future."

"must."

Li Daqing said again: "I will send Yuan Yuan back to see the doctor first, thank you for this matter."

"Uncle, you are being polite."

Li Daqing bent down to carry Li Huiyuan on his back again: "Come to my house for a light meal when you have time."

Fang Mu hummed.

Li Huiyuan climbed up his father's generous back again, and the other two said: "Thank you."

Fang Mu smiled: "It's fine, I'll take the grass down for you and put it in the mountain pass. You can come and get it when you have time."

Li Daqing nodded his thanks again.

After the two of them left, Chaoyan asked Fang Mu in a low voice, "Shall we go back too?"

Seeing his appearance of doing something wrong, Fang Mu was a little amused: "What? I'm only guilty now."

Chaoyan didn't say anything, but just hummed, showing that she was being unreasonable and strong.

Fang Mu didn't blame him. First, the other party not only did nothing wrong, but it was only natural to announce the relationship between the two in front of outsiders, even though they hadn't said anything yet: "Did you tell Huiyuan about your brother?"

Chao Yan shook her head.

Fang Mu suddenly raised his hand and pinched his red earlobe, the soft touch rippling on his fingertips, he was satisfied, but Chao Yan was stunned.

This behavior is too intimate.

But Fang Mu just put down his hand after touching it: "I have wronged you."

Chaoyan shook her head blankly.

Fang Mu didn't know that he had lost his mind, so he changed the subject: "Do you want to keep the bamboo fungus or sell it?"

Chaoyan's mind is now full of Fang Mu's touch on him just now.

It seems that all the perceptions are concentrated on the earlobe.

Enlarge and then enlarge the feeling of one-touch release, nostalgia and nostalgia.

He struggled to regain his composure: "You can exchange for some money if you sell it."

Dictyophora are usually used to make soup or dry them in the sun, but now their family wants meat or chicken or chicken, and they don’t know what to do with it when they take it back. It’s safest to sell it: “Then I have to go to the town now, you go back first .”

Chaoyan didn't intend to go home: "I see that there is not much firewood left at home, and I want to get some."

Fang Mu raised his head and looked at the sky. They had been walking around the mountain all morning, and they had eaten meatloaf halfway through. It was already after noon, and it took time to cut firewood. It would be unsafe in the mountains if it was late, and Fang Mu was worried about him being alone: ​​" Not bad, come back tomorrow."

Chaoyan just said: "I also grew up in the village, I won't mess around, don't worry."

He insisted, and Fang Mu couldn't hold him back. The bamboo fungus had to be dealt with quickly, and it took time to go to the town, but he couldn't delay it.

"Be careful and go back early."

Chao Yan enjoys his care.

Fang Mu gave him the hatchet: "I'll take you there. If I don't see you when I come back later, I'll look for you there."

Chao Yan nodded.

Even because he was repeatedly thinking about the closeness just now, he didn't pay attention to his feet, kicked a stone embedded in the ground, staggered and almost fell, and burst into tears immediately.

Fang Mu, who was leading the way, heard his hiss and quickly turned around: "What's wrong?"

Chao Yan raised her head, her black and white pupils glistened with water: "I kicked my toe." After speaking, she sniffed, pitifully.

Fang Mu lowered his head and saw the stone half buried in the ground beside his feet, he went back and squatted down, looked at his right foot, but the toes were a little red, fortunately no nails were bleeding, but because Wearing straw sandals, this kick on the stone is a real deal. As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart. One can imagine how powerful this kick is. Fang Mu shakes the stone and throws it down the slope, and then fills it in After picking up some dirt and gravel, he clapped his hands and stood up, asking, "Can I go?"

Chaoyan hummed: "Wait for me to take it easy." The pain was so intense that he couldn't bear it.

Fang Mu turned around and squatted down again, ordering: "I'll carry you on my back."

"No, I'll take a break."

Fang Mu just repeated: "Come up."

Seeing that he didn't go up, Chao Yan didn't want to give up, so she had to bend down and get on the top.

Fang Mu wrapped his arms around his thighs and lifted him up.

He was wearing a bamboo hat, Chaoyan couldn't lean on his shoulder, she could only tilt her head and lean on his back, now because of the closeness, she could smell the sweat on his body.

The two of them had been in the mountains for so long, and they were already sweating profusely, but although Fang Mu was sweating all over, it didn't stink.

He sniffed himself secretly again, and it didn't smell bad either.

Brother Mu won't despise him anymore.

Chaoyan hugged his broad shoulders with a hatchet, thinking that this man is so reliable, she felt sweet in her heart.

Fang Mu carried the man on his back until he reached the col before letting him down.

This mountain depression is a low place between two small mountains. The mountains on both sides slope down to form a highland. There are dense trees, especially pine trees.

Zhaoyan looked around, and there were traces of felling in the forest, probably because the villagers often set foot on it, and there were not many weeds in this area, only some sparsely growing.

In front of the col is a flat land about ten feet wide, which may be the place where the villagers deal with the felled tree branches, because there are fine dead branches scattered around.

Fang Mu brought him here, he was in a hurry, and told him, "Keep an eye on yourself."

Chaoyan nodded, and Fang Mu left.

After he left, Chao Yan checked with a hatchet. The wooden branches dropped by the villagers had lost their moisture after being exposed to the sun and air-dried, and they could be burned after being bundled back. He is often away from home, so he doesn't have much firewood at home. Even if he doesn't get some today, he will spend time in the mountains to cut firewood in the future.

Now that the branches were all there, he didn't need to cut them any more, so he went to look for rattan, which is the most indispensable thing in the mountains, and it can be seen everywhere in the grass or on the trees.

Chaoyan cut a long section with a hatchet, the rattan was tough and could be used as a rope.

Rural people don't bring hemp rope when they go into the mountains, they usually use rattan or asparagus.

Li Huiyuan used asparagus grass to bale the grass.