husband, he picked it up [farming]

They eat early, on the one hand, so that Xiong Yingtian can go back early, and on the other hand, the two of them really have free time today, so they eat early and rest early.

Xiong Yingtian went back after finishing his meal. At that time, Fang Mu didn't see him off. The distance was not far and the day was bright. The road from Xishui Village to Dongshui Village was very safe. what's wrong.

Today was Chaoyan cooking, Fang Mu washed his hair early, and then went to put away the clothes and rags that had been exposed to the sun for a day, and then took advantage of the sun to go down to pick up water and water the vegetables.

The vegetables he and Chaoyan planted when they were at home have grown into strong plants after more than half a month, and according to the situation, they can be picked in a few days.

As for the leeks and others planted behind Asagao, it will be a little later.

After finishing the work and going back to wash up, Fang Mu put his arms around Chaoyan Meimei and fell asleep, so that he could get up and build a shed tomorrow.

Early in the morning of the second day, before dawn, the two got up to work.

Building a shed is not as simple as building a thatched hut, and you need someone to help you do things.

While cooking breakfast in the pot, the two started to work. After a whole day of work, the three-sided empty grass shed was built.

Since the thatched hut has already been built in the open space on the right, the hut can only be chosen on the left, that is, the position where the entrance of the fence faces the window of the stove.

The grass shed stretches out from under the eaves. Although it is not big, it is not a problem to set up a square table.

It was originally prepared to entertain guests, and it didn't need to be built too wide.

It's just that, for convenience, you have to buy another square table.

When Fang Mu was sitting there calculating how much a table cost, Zhao Yan who was cleaning the table heard it and said, "I don't think it's okay not to buy it. You don't have many days at home, so Brother Qiao or other people from the village come to buy it." Sit at home, if you really need it, move this one out and sit there until the guests leave and then move it back.”

It makes sense, they are going to get married soon, and every penny has to be split into two, so it should be saved.

"Okay, listen to you."

Then the two took advantage of the afterglow of the sun to hang up the bed curtain. Originally, Chaoyan planned to hang it around the bed, but this would require a shelf, and there is a shortage of bamboo at home, and the fabric is large enough, so it can be hung directly from the room. Both sides can be surrounded by pulling it over, so I chose to hang the bed curtain in a separated way.

Put nails on both ends of the wall, wrap the rope with the top of the rag and hang it directly.

It's just that needlework is needed to wrap it up, and Chao Yan is not very good at this, so she handed it over to Fang Mu.

Seeing the man threading the needle familiarly, Chaoyan is more sure about what kind of life his brother Mu lived in the past few years.

Although most brothers have to know some needlework, he is the only child in Chaoyan's family, and his mother is virtuous, so he never uses Chaoyan to mend clothes, so he only knows how to thread needles.

But Fang Mu, although there are mothers and sister-in-laws in the family, but one remarried and the other was at odds, it is impossible to replace the clothes with new ones if there are holes in them, so he has to sew them himself.

Life was not easy for this man.

Fang Mu attached the rope to the top of the rag, then folded the top back an inch to wrap the rope, and began to sew.

In fact, Chaoyan guessed half right. His needlework was taught by an old tailor. Apart from not being able to make clothes, he knows everything else.

During the few years he was with the old tailor, Grandpa Li knew that he would go away first when he was old, and worried that he would not be able to live well without anyone to take care of him, so he kept teaching him the skills to make a living. If Fang Mu didn't know how to make clothes , He doesn't have to work so hard to go to business.

His movements are fast, and his needlework has not deteriorated after being in the business for several years. The stitches of square wood are very dense, and it is strong at first glance.

It took a quarter of an hour to sew, and the two of them worked together to hang the bed curtain.

Fang Mu brought the ladder, and fixed it on the nail with one end of the straw rope. In order to prevent it from falling off, Fang Mu put two nails on each end, and then wrapped it around the other nail to fix it. side.

After half an hour of busy work, the bed curtain was finally hung.

The curtain with small holes in it divides the room into two, with the linear distance from the square table to the window as the boundary, and a little behind is the privacy of the two.

The bed and storage boxes are all behind the curtains.

This piece of rag is less than one foot high. Although there is a distance at the top, it is enough to block people's sight. As for the small hole, it is not worth mentioning at all.

After a busy day, both of them are tired, but seeing the home that has changed little by little to their satisfaction, both of them are satisfied. Tomorrow is the day when Seventeen and [-] will go to the family's hometown. Thinking that they will get married soon, the two are full of expectations go to sleep.

On the [-]th day, the weather was fine, and the two planned to go to the clan's hometown in the afternoon, but before the end of the day, the eldest son of the clan elder came by himself.

This middle-aged man was the one who was with the clan elder that day, so Chao Yan recognized him.

When Tongzong saw him, he smiled and said, "I'm here to announce the good news to you."

Chao Yan is drying clothes, the two of them were tired after a busy day yesterday, and got up late this morning.

Hearing this, he stopped drying his clothes and rubbed his wet hands on his clothes nervously: "Sit in uncle's room."

Uncle Tongzong let out a sigh, and followed his footsteps into the house.

Entering the house, looking at the hanging curtains, clean floor and stove, smelling the aroma of food in the pot, I also sincerely feel that it is not bad for Fang Mu to find a man.

Hearing footsteps, Fang Mu came out from behind the curtain, saw him, and called out: "Uncle Quan."

The uncle Fang of the same clan had a single surname and a full name. Under Chao Yan's guidance, he sat down and said, "The date has been picked, let me tell you about it."

Fang Mu hummed, and walked over to sit down.

Fang Quan drank a cup of water from Chaoyan, and said: "The birthdays of you two are a match made in heaven. There are many good days. The best day is the 29th of this month, and the eighth day of August..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Mu said, "29 is pretty good."

Fang Quan was stunned: "Isn't it too late?"

Chaoyan said: "Brother Mu and I know each other well, we don't need too many rituals, just invite relatives and friends to have a meal at home, ten days is enough."

Since the parties agreed that this was the case, Fang Quan had nothing to say.

After all, according to the steps of getting married, you have to use the matchmaker first, three letters and six rituals. The process is complicated, but now that Chao Yan lives in Fang Mu's house, it can indeed save a lot of things.

"Then I will congratulate you in advance."

"Thank you."

When the words were delivered, Fang Quan didn't stay long, chatted with them a few more words and got up to leave. Fang Mu sent him out and gave him a red envelope by the way.

This red envelope is given as much or as little as you can decide. Usually it is just for fun. Fang Mu gave Liuwen, but there are many, and there are often people who give two.

Fang Quan accepted it with a smile, said a few more good words, and went back.

After Fang Mu sent him away, he went back to the house. Chao Yan was still sitting on the bench. When he saw him come in, he looked up and met Shang Mu's gaze.

Looking at each other, Fang Mu could see the tenderness in his eyes.

Fang Mu walked over, sat down beside him, and explained: "I have the money. I decided to get married at the end of the month because I want to be with you earlier. If you want to follow the three books and six etiquettes, just tell me."

Chaoyan shook her head, reached out to hold his hand: "I know what you mean, after all, I have no name and no share to live with you now, even if people think I'm a man, they will despise me, I don't care about these, can you give I am satisfied with a paper marriage letter."

Fang Mu hummed, and kissed his forehead lovingly.

The affection between the two of them is needless to say, Fang Mu cherishes him just like Chaoyan cherishes him.

This kiss does not contain any lust. It is just a touch away.

Chao Yan's curly eyelashes trembled, like a butterfly spreading its wings.

Fang Mu couldn't help but kissed his eyes again, and said: "I have saved a lot of money in the business these years, adding up to 30 taels. Since we are going to get married, we have to buy what should be bought. Tomorrow we will go to the town Buy a bed."

He saves more than half of his salary every month, at least 30 taels. Like this time, there are more than one or two. He directly saves one or two taels. It is reserved for the elderly, but now that I have Fulang, it is okay to use it in advance.

30 taels is a lot, but it is not easy for him to earn money, and a bed costs two or three taels. Chaoyan is reluctant to spend such a thing: "This one can still be used..."

Fang Mu squeezed his hand and said, "It's still usable, but I'm afraid it won't survive the wedding night."

Zhao Yan, who understood what he meant, blushed, her eyelashes trembling.

"That's it. It's useful to put it away anyway, and it can be used to dry things in the future." The bed board has many uses. Fang Mu used to be alone, but now it's different. He will be like Chaoyan in the future. Yes, the bed is not firm enough.

Chaoyan blushed and hummed.

Fang Mu said again: "At noon, I will go to my eldest brother, tell him about the marriage, ask him which clansmen he wants to invite, and ask him to help arrange it."

Chao Yan still nodded.

Even though the two of them have done intimate things, Chaoyan is still easily shy, and always blushes first when he gets shy. He is already handsome, and the blushing look is indescribably delicious, the hardness has faded, revealing softness Come, Fang Mu's itching was unbearable, he raised his hand around his back, pressed his head with his palm to face himself, Fang Mu lowered his head again, engulfed his soft lips, and began to lick and kiss him.

...............

At noon, the two went to find Fang Lin together.

Afraid of affecting Fang Lin's rest, Fang Mu went a little earlier this time, but it turned out not to be the right time. Fang Lin had just had lunch and was eating porridge.

Seeing the two of them coming to the door together, he hurriedly asked Fang Yun to serve the porridge.

Fang Mu didn't even have time to stop it.

He and Chaoyan got up late, ate late, didn't do any work, and were not very hungry, so they planned to save a meal and eat dinner earlier, and it turned out to be such a coincidence.

Fang Lin insisted, and Fang Mu had something to tell him, so he sat down with Chao Yan.

Speaking of which, this was the first time the three of them had dinner at the same table.

Oh, Mrs. Fang Zhao? ... Mrs. Fang Zhao said when the two of them entered the door that they were full and went back to the house.

It seems that even though he stopped looking for trouble, he didn't put down his grudge so quickly to sit at the same table with Fang Mu.

Fang Lin knew her temperament, and thought it would be good if she didn't shake her face this time. At least Fang Mu calmly called out his second brother when he entered the door. Fang Lin didn't want to destroy the hard-won harmony, so he brought the two together A child sat with Fang Mu Chaoyan and drank porridge.

There is a plate of pickled vegetables and a plate of dried radish on the table. It is not good, but this is a common recipe for rural people.

Fang Yun's sister and brother had eaten the snacks Chaoyan bought, and they liked this uncle very much, and they kept adding pickles to Chaoyan.

Seeing that they were about to overshadow their uncle's position in their hearts, Chaoyan couldn't laugh or cry.