husband, he picked it up [farming]

Fang Mu walked back to the place where the goods were sold, and the stalls on the ground were already missing two bolts of cloth.

Seeing him come back, Qiao Song quickly asked, "How is it?"

Fang Mu pushed away his face that was stretched out in front of him, and didn't speak.

Seeing his reaction, Qiao Song thought he hadn't found it: "Lingyang City is so big, you can't even find this book?"

Fang Mu has done a lot of ideological struggle along the way, his temples are full of sweat, with a straight face, he said coldly: "Less gossip, more sales."

Qiao Song clicked his tongue, knowing that Fang Mu was crossing the river and tearing down the bridge.

But the other party didn't want to say it, and he wouldn't follow up with it.

He reckoned that he had found it, but Fang Mu was shy and refused to say it clearly.

After walking all the way, Fang Mu also calmed down. He was hot in the sun, so he sat down and drank some water first, then took his brother's place and yelled.

Then they sold five bolts of cloth one after another. Several people ate a bowl of wonton noodles and continued to sell them.

The colors and materials of their cloth are good, they are popular with ladies, and the price is reasonable. When the market closes, there is only one moon-white cloth left on the stall.

Looking at this piece of cloth, Fang Mu couldn't help but think of Chaoyan, this color suits him, and Chaoyan fled from Changyuan to Xishui Village, and only brought three clothes. Thinking of this, Fang Mu slapped his thigh and said, "I'm not selling it anymore, let's go back, I want this horse."

Several people were tired after shouting for a whole day. Seeing that he had bagged the last horse, they just collected the stall and left without asking what it was used for.

Only Qiao Song present understood his thoughts: "Buy it for brother-in-law?"

Fang Mu carefully wrapped the cloth with a rag, and nodded upon hearing this.

Qiao Song patted him on the shoulder with a look of relief.

They went back to the inn, Fang Mu gave Song Sheng the money for selling the cloth today, and said: "There is a piece of crescent-colored silk cloth left unsold, I want it, and you will deduct the money from your wages."

Song Sheng asked: "It's not the New Year's Eve yet, why are you thinking about buying cloth?"

Fang Mu said conveniently, "Give it to my husband."

Song Sheng was taken aback: "When did you get married?"

Fang Mu said: "Not married yet, just settled."

Song Sheng understood it, and said with a smile, "You've kept it a secret."

Fang Mu also smiled: "It happened last month."

"Congratulations." Song Sheng said again: "I have worked with you for many years, and I thought you had no intention of doing this."

Fang Mu smiled and said nothing.

He knew that his previous behavior had misunderstood his colleagues.

Song Sheng asked again: "When will we get married?"

Fang Mu said: "Not so fast."

"Then you have to tell us in advance."

"It's natural."

Song Sheng clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention: "Everyone rest early tonight, and leave for Pingnan County early tomorrow morning."

When we finally got home, we all had smiles on our faces.

They all washed up and went to bed one after another.

Early the next morning, Song Sheng went to buy dry food for the road, and the others packed up their things and prepared to go home.

At the beginning of Chen Shi, the seven people drove back in a mighty ox cart that only carried salutes.

The return journey was easier than when we came here. When the ox carts came, they could only travel sixty miles a day, but on the return journey they could reach eighty miles. The eight-day journey was shortened by at least two days.

On the afternoon of the [-]th day, all the people who had rushed to catch up with the six-day trip finally arrived at the county seat in Shen Shizhong.

Just after unloading the things, Fang Mu said that he was going back to Xishui Village.

Going back at this time, firstly, it is inconvenient to find a car, and secondly, the road is far away. I am afraid that it will be dark in Qingyuan Town. Song Sheng and the others were puzzled, and the old abacus asked, "What are you in such a hurry for?"

In the past, when he came back late, Fang Mu would stay here for one night and return to Qingyuan Town the next day.

They didn't know, but Qiao Song knew it well, and came forward to rescue him and said, "It's okay, I'll go back with him."

Knowing that the two of them are from the same town, seeing Fang Mu's insistence, he let them go.

Song Sheng said: "Wait a moment, I will settle the count."

Fang Mu nodded and said to them, "It's troublesome."

The old abacus said: "Brothers, what are you doing with these words?"

Qiao Song said, "Go and put things away first."

Their personal belongings were also placed in the wing.

Fang Mu hummed, and followed him to the backyard.

After putting away the coir raincoat and other things, Fang Mu replaced the lantern with candles when he came, so as to ensure that he could return home.

When the two were still in the wing room, Song Sheng came over with two money bags in his hand.

He came in and said, "Here, the wages for this time."

Qiao Song took it happily in the past, and weighed it: "Wow, this trip is worth it."

Fang Mu also took it.

Song Sheng said: "Deduct the two hundred Wen for the cloth, and you will get one, two and eighty Wen."

Fang Mu said sincerely, "Thank you." A piece of cloth definitely cost more than two hundred Wen, and it was Song Sheng who gave it a cheaper price.

Song Sheng said: "Go back quickly, it will be late if you are late, pay attention to safety on the road."

"By the way, is there any unwanted rags in the caravan?"

Song Sheng asked: "Yes, there is, do you want it?"

Fang Mu nodded: "I want to make bed curtains."

Song Sheng has never been to his house, so he doesn't understand, but Qiao Song knows it well.

In fact, even rotten cloth is useful, but Song Sheng has known him for many years, so he is reluctant to know this little thing.

"You go to the gate and wait for me, I'll find it for you."

The two followed his instructions and waited for him at the door.

After waiting for about half an hour, Song Sheng came out with a bag on his shoulders.

After coming out, hand it over to Fang Mu directly.

Fang Mu put it on his shoulder and nodded to him.

The words speak for themselves.

Song Sheng waved his hand, signaling them to go back quickly.

Fang Mu and Qiao Song didn't wait any longer, and hurried back to Qingyuan Town.

Old Abacus and the others were justified in their worries. After all, the night road was not easy, and it would take an hour to return to Qingyuan Town from the county seat, not to mention that Fang Mu had to go back to Xishui Village.

The two had just finished their business trip, and when they were tired, it took another hour to rush to Qingyuan Town. Qiao Song felt that his legs were about to fail.

He was out of breath: "Next time I won't accompany you in such a rush."

Fang Mu was also tired, his voice was very low: "Thank you this time."

Qiao Song waved his hand: "Okay, go back quickly, be careful."

At this time, the two had already arrived in Qingyuan Town. Even if the days were long in summer, the sun had already set, and the light was temporarily closed, only a faint shadow could be seen. In less than a quarter of an hour, the land would be completely plunged into darkness.

Fang Mu took out the torch and lit the candle, and asked him, "Do you really need me to see you?"

"You're still worried about me, let's go." Qiao Song pushed him.

"Then I'm leaving, you can go back too." Qiao Song lived in the town, and worried that he might as well worry about himself.

Seeing him leave, Qiao Song hurried home. He didn't have a lantern, but he couldn't see the road like Fang Mu.

The lantern light can only illuminate the distance two or three steps ahead, but fortunately, he has been familiar with this road for several years, so he won't stumble and fall into a shit.

Walking halfway, his mouth was really parched, Fang Mu slowed down, pulled out the water bag, shook it, there was only a little left, and hurriedly poured it into his mouth to quench his thirst.

There was not much water, and he drank it in two sips. Fang Mu put the stopper on and quickened his pace.

After a quarter of an hour, Fang Mu finally reached the mountain pass.

At this time, the moon and stars are sparse, if it is not for the bright moonlight, even the house cannot be seen clearly.

Only the outline of the house was hidden in the moonlight, without any light seeping through.

Asaka had already fallen asleep.

Standing at the mountain pass, Fang Mu looked at the house he hadn't seen for half a month, and suddenly felt a sense of homelessness.

He clearly knew it was because of the people in the room.

But the person whom he has missed for a long time is right in front of him, Fang Mu can't stop.

He couldn't stop, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed back overnight.

He carried the burden on his shoulders, stretched the lantern forward, and walked into the wasteland.

He went to the front of the house with the lantern, looked at the lock, the door was closed from the inside, and it was tight, he went around to the side, knocked on the window, knocked lightly three times, and shouted: "Yanyan, it's me. "

Chao Yan had just been lying in bed not long ago, today he went to chop firewood, he was too busy, by the time he had finished eating and washed, the moon was already high.

Before I fell asleep, I heard Fang Mu's voice. I thought it was because I missed him too much and had hallucinations, and then I heard Fang Mu's shout.

Chao Yan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that his brother Mu had returned, she hurriedly got out of bed, before she even had time to put on her shoes, she went to light the lamp in the dark, shouting: "Brother Mu, wait a while."

The doors and windows were closed tightly, so Fang Mu didn't hear the sound of Chaoyan's legs hitting the stool because of her anxiety.

Zhao Yan endured the pain and lit the candle, then went to open the door.

The door of the room was propped behind him with a wooden stick, and people from outside had to knock on the door if they wanted to come in, so it was very safe.

He removed the wooden stick and opened the door, only to see Fang Mu, who hadn't seen him for half a month, standing outside the door.

There was still a little candle left in the square wooden lantern, so the candlelight illuminated him clearly.

Chaoyan looked at him, feeling overwhelmed, before she could say anything, she stretched out her arms and hugged him.

Fang Mu's concern was relieved when he saw that he was well. He breathed out and patted Chao Yan's back calmly: "I am dirty." It was true, he hadn't showered for many days, It's summer again, and the smell must be bad.

Chao Yan didn't care, she leaned her face on his shoulder and said softly, "Brother Mu, I miss you so much."

Fang Mu rubbed his face against his temples: "I miss you too."

Chao Yan only felt his nose and throat sore, and couldn't help but want to cry, but he couldn't cry, so he hugged Fang Mu for a while, let him go, took his burden, and let him enter the room.

Fang Mu was about to blow out the candles, and when he lowered his head, he saw his bare feet first: "Why don't you wear shoes?"

The round toes like fingers moved, Chaoyan was a little embarrassed: "I want to see you so much."

How could Fang Mu get angry, blew out the lantern, put it aside, bent down, and hugged the person horizontally.

Chao Yan was taken aback, but because she was holding something, she only had one hand to hug his neck.

Fang Mu put the man on the bed, squatted down, held up his feet, gently wiped off the dust on the soles of his feet, and said, "I'll go wash up, you sleep first."

Chaoyan shook her head: "Have you eaten yet?"

Fang Mu said: "I will do it myself."

Chaoyan couldn't bear it, so she went to put on her shoes: "I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."

Fang Mu didn't stop him either, seeing a lively Chaoyan was better than seeing a sleeping Chaoyan.

It's just that Fang Mu didn't let people go to the ground, but put his arms around him in a squatting position, and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, I want to give you a kiss first."

Chaoyan looked down at him, blushing, but still couldn't help lowering her head, and kissed his dry lips.

The thoughts melted between the lips and teeth, telling the hearts of the two.