husband, he picked it up [farming]

Fang Mu carried the man back home, although the man was not heavy, he couldn't bear to walk on the mountain road, climbed up and down, even if he was as strong as Fang Mu, he was a little panting.

Fang Mu's home is not really a home, it's just a mix of wood and mud.

This house is not Fangmu's. After Fang Lin got married, the old house was only enough for their family to live in. Fang Sen didn't have any extra real estate, so Fangmu didn't get a house. He didn't want to live under the same roof with his sister-in-law, so he used that Two acres of dry land were exchanged for this wasteland.

When he exchanged dry land for this place, he also took a fancy to this dilapidated house.

Because this house was unoccupied and was blown by wind and rain, half of it collapsed, and the square wood had no money to rebuild it, so it had to be repaired, so there was a wood-soil mixture behind it.

It is said that the golden nest and the silver nest are not as good as his own doghouse, no matter how bad it is, he still has a place to stay.

Go down the mountain and walk another ten feet to the front of the house.

Connecting the two entrances is a dirt road less than three feet long. Weeds have grown on both sides of the dirt road because it has not been taken care of in time.

There is a small yard surrounded by a fence in front of the house. This place is better than the outside. Although it is desolate, it will not be overgrown with weeds.

With his back behind his back, Fang Mu freed his hand and took out the key to open the lock.

Pushing open the wooden door, there was a smell in the house that had been unoccupied for half a month.

There is only one room in the house, and the bedroom and the kitchen are shared. Fang Mu has been in charge of the house for a long time, so even if he is alone, the house is well-organized.

It's just really shabby, with old and worn-out furniture.

The bed in Fang Mu's house is still made of wood, anyway, nothing else is reflected, the whole thing is poor.

He put the quilt in the box before going out, and there was only one pillow on the bed at present, Fang Mu put him on the bed, let him lie down, and then rested with his hands on his hips.

At the end, he regained his strength and felt that this person would stain the pillow, so he went to fetch water from the wooden basin to wipe his face.

The water used by Fang Mu’s house is mountain spring water brought down from the mountain, which is on the side of the house. He has repaired the surroundings of his house over the years, and there is this puddle among them.

The puddle is not deep, barely the height of a water ladle, and the water is channeled in with bamboo pipes. Now the mountain spring water flows into the pool, making a ding-dong sound.

Fang Mu washed his face first, and the cold mountain spring water slapped on his face, taking away some of his heat.

He took a breath, wiped his face dry with his sleeve, and then returned to the house with the wooden basin to clean up the man.

It was a little surprising that he was wiped clean. This person looks very handsome, and his skin is also fair, but his eyebrows, nose and lips are a bit good-looking, but he doesn't know whether the eyes add color to him or take away from it.

After wiping his face clean, Fang Mu put the wrung-out towel on his forehead to cool down before going to other things.

He first took out the sheets and clothes that had not been covered for half a month in the box to dry, and then brought fresh water to clean the stove. After finishing, he went to the rice tank to dig out two handfuls of rice, and lit a fire to cook porridge.

Then go clean the rest of the house.

After more than a quarter of an hour, the porridge was ready, and the boiling water was boiled. Fang Mu first put the boiling water in a ceramic pot aside to let it cool, and then went to the sauce jar to fish a plate of pickled radish to deliver the porridge.

When Fang Mu had eaten and drank enough, the person on the bed woke up leisurely.

Chaoyan opened her eyes in a daze, first saw the thatched roof, and then smelled the sour smell.

His thoughts came back, and he jumped up from the bed. At this time, the towel that was placed on his forehead to cool down also fell off with a snap. He instinctively went to pick it up, and grabbed a ball of wet cloth.

Fang Mu, who had just washed the dishes, turned around when he heard the voice: "Wake up."

Looking at the strange and tall man in front of her, Chao Yan swallowed: "You saved me?"

Fang Mu looked into his dark and bright eyes, and hummed: "On the way back, I saw you fainted by the side of the road, and I didn't recognize you, so I had to take you back to my house."

Chao Yan moved her butt: "Thank you."

"Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I do good to accumulate virtue, so you're welcome." Fang Mu saw his nervousness, so he said this.

Chao Yan smiled at him.

It's just that his face is pale now, there is no blood on his lips, he looks weak, and his smile is not very touching.

Thinking of saving people and not being stingy with a bowl of rations, Fang Mu asked him, "I cooked porridge, would you like some?"

Being rescued by this person is enough trouble for him, how dare Chaoyan eat his food: "No need."

"You're welcome, you haven't eaten for a long time, a bowl of porridge is not expensive, sit here, and I'll serve it for you." Fang Mu pointed to the square table.

Chaoyan was indeed dizzy from hunger, seeing his hospitality, she couldn't refuse any more, so she sat down.

Fang Mu filled a bowl of hot porridge with a sea bowl, and brought over the unfinished pickled radish.

"There's nothing else in the house, so you'll have to."

Chaoyan was flattered, and hurriedly said: "This is already very good."

Fang Mu sat down opposite him, watched him eat the porridge one mouthful at a time, and because it was hot, he even blew: "You are not from Xishui Village, are you here looking for someone?"

Chaoyan raised her head from the sea bowl and nodded, "I'm looking for Zeng Yuan."

Although Xishui Village is a big village, there are not many people with the same name and surname, so as soon as the name came out, Fang Mu's mind matched.

"Are you his relative?"

Chao Yan hummed: "He is my cousin."

Fang Mu nodded, knowing the basic situation, he would not ask any more questions.

Sitting there, waiting for Chaoyan to finish eating a bowl of porridge, she said, "There's still some in the pot."

Chaoyan, who was not half full, dared not eat any more, and said shyly, "Thank you, I'm already full."

Seeing that he was being polite, Fang Mu didn't force him anymore, and took the dishes and chopsticks to wash.

After washing and resting, Chaoyan asked, "Brother, can I ask your name?"

"Fang Mu."

"My name is Chaoyan. Thank you for what happened today. I will keep this kindness in my heart. I will repay you when I have the opportunity in the future."

Fang Mu, whose hands were full of water, wiped it with a dry cloth. Hearing his grateful tone, he said lightly, "No, Zeng Yuan is my cousin. We really have some relationship."

Chaoyan walked out from the square table, bowed to him, and asked: "Then can you tell me how to get to my cousin's house?"

Fang Mu waved at him.

Chaoyan took her bag and followed his footsteps.

After leaving the door, Chaoyan could see the surrounding environment clearly.

It turned out that Fang Mu's home was at the foot of the mountain, and the terrain was high, so he could see Xishui Village in the distance at a glance.

Fang Mu showed him the way to the village: "You keep walking along this road, and ask again when you get to the entrance of the village, and others will tell you."

"Thank you."

"No thanks, let's go." He still has to clean up.

Chaoyan clasped her arms and fisted at him again, and then left along the path.

After he walked a few steps, Fang Mu went back to the house.

He first washed the bamboo mat that hadn't been cleaned for a long time and put it to dry.

Then I fell asleep on the hard board.

Besides, Chaoyan found Zeng Yuan's house following the guidance of Fang Mu and the villagers.

The courtyard door of Zeng Yuan's house was closed, and hearing the voices from inside, Chao Yan took a deep breath, tightened her burden, and then went up to knock on the door.

There were three light knocks on the door, and a human voice came back from the room: "Here we come."

It was a dull male voice.

Chao Yan couldn't help becoming nervous.

The door opened, revealing a red-yellow serious face.

"Who are you looking for?"

To put it bluntly, Chaoyan didn't have a deep impression of this cousin. The last time we met was five years ago, when his parents were still alive, and their family came to drink Zeng Yuan's son's wedding wine. Right and wrong.

"Uncle, I'm Chao Yan." Chao Yan announced her family name.

Hearing the name, Zeng Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then became a little excited: "Why are you here? I heard that Changyuan was flooded and many places were flooded. It's good that you are fine. Where are your parents?"

"I..." Chaoyan knelt down towards him with a plop, and spoke again, her voice choked with sobs: "Papa and mother are gone, and the flood washed away the whole village."

When Zeng Yuan heard it, his heart was shocked, and he couldn't believe it: "How could..."

"The house, fields, and food are all gone, cousin, I can't live anymore, so I can only come to you."

If Fang Mu heard this, he would know why Chao Yan was so sloppy.

"This..." Zeng Yuan felt sad and at a loss: "Get up first, and then talk in the room if you have something to say."

Chaoyan followed his lead and stood up.

Zeng Yuan led him into the house.

After entering the courtyard, Chao Yan knew that their family was there.

Cousins, aunts, cousins ​​and sisters-in-law are all enjoying the cool in the yard.

The original noisy voices all looked at him quietly after hearing Chaoyan's words.

Chaoyan pursed her lips involuntarily.

Zeng Yuan closed the courtyard door, turned his head and said to the big family: "This is Chao Yan, the child of Lily Lane, you should have an impression."

Zhaoyan called out to people one by one.

The cousin with five short stature stood up and greeted: "Come and sit down, poor child, I'm afraid this journey has suffered a lot."

"Thank you, auntie." Chaoyan thanked softly.

He walked over and sat down on the only low stool away from the table.

Zeng Yuan sat back to his original seat and asked him, "Have your parents been buried yet?"

Chaoyan shook her head, thinking of her hard-fated parents, her eyes were red again: "The flood washed them away."

Unexpectedly, there was no corpse left, Zeng Yuan and his wife looked at each other.

"Then you stay here first..." He was about to stop, but his words were interrupted, and his cousin asked, "It's not a short distance from Changyuan to Xishui Village, how did you get here?"

Chao Yan somewhat understood what she meant, but she didn't hide it. She even told the story of being saved by Fang Mu because of starvation. Unexpectedly, my cousin said: "I remember you are a brother..."

Chaoyan's face turned pale, and he lowered his head.

Zeng Yuan understood what she meant and patted her hand under the table.

The cousin pouted at him, making it clear.

Zeng Yuan sighed, raised his hand and waved, signaling his family to avoid it first.

Everyone went back to their rooms.

Zeng Yuan sighed, and said to Chaoyan: "Don't blame your aunt for speaking harshly, it's not easy for anyone these days."

Chao Yan hummed dully.

Zeng Yuan said again: "It's not that my cousin doesn't want to take you in, but the family situation really doesn't allow it. You are a brother. Although your eldest cousin is married, your little cousin is still there. Your aunt is preparing to take you in." Say hello to him, if you let outsiders know that your elder brother lives in my house, I'm afraid there will be a misunderstanding."

Chao Yan still nodded.

Seeing him like this, Zeng Yuan felt a little guilty, but he really couldn't stay: "Fang Mu is a good man, if I come forward and tell him about you, you will have a place to go."

Hearing this, Chaoyan shook her head: "No need, I will figure out a way myself."

At this time, he couldn't tell whether he was sad or confused, or both.

Chaoyan understood when she saw that her cousin was not even willing to ask if he wanted something to eat.

It's just that he didn't expect them to be so direct.

She even wanted to push him to Fang Mu.

Fang Mu is a good person, should a good person be treated like this by them?

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Chao (zhao) Yan.