The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life

Li Jin's family went to Fucheng again, still taking the waterway.

But this time was not as lucky as the first time. Not long after they boarded the boat, it began to drizzle. The little bun wanted to take the two dads to the deck to watch the water, but now he could only obediently stay in the cabin.

Li Jin saw that the little bun's high spirits slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, he fell into his father's arms and dozed off.

Qin Muwen has always been patient, he didn't put him on the bed directly, but waited for Xiao Baozi to fall asleep, and then quietly wrapped him in the quilt except for his shoes, socks and coat.

The sound of the rain outside the boat gradually increased, and the dark clouds became thicker. All the windows in the cabin were closed to prevent the raindrops from drifting in and wet the bedding.

As a result, the cabin was very dark.

Qin Muwen and Li Jin have been together for so long, and they have developed a tacit understanding.

He lit the oil lamp, while Li Jin took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, planning to paint.

Li Jin never felt that he was such a leisurely and elegant person. In his previous life, he didn't take many photos when traveling.

As a result, in this era, he likes to paint those artistic scenery.

This is not arty in order to get praise from others, but the refined taste of literati that has been imprinted in the bones after studying for so long.

While grinding ink for him, Qin Muwen traced Ah Jin's eyebrows with his eyes.

Since he gave birth to the little bun, every time Ah Jin talks or sleeps (verb) with him, he is tolerant and pampered.

As the village chief said, as a father at the beginning, Ah Jin seemed to have grown up suddenly, upright and steady, and he no longer had the impetuosity that eighteen or nineteen-year-olds often had in his behavior.

At this moment, Qin Muwen felt that his husband's demeanor was still calm, but he was becoming more noble.Even more personable than his brothers.

Qin Muwen suddenly feels inferior and cowardly. He has worked very hard, but the distance between him and Ah Jin is still getting bigger and bigger.

Li Jin looked up, keenly aware that something was wrong with Qin Muwen's mood.

There was a gentle smile in his always serious and rigorous black eyes. Seeing that Qin Muwen was still looking sleepy, he put down his pen, cleaned his hands, and touched Qin Muwen's forehead.

"I have a fever."

Qin Muwen was in a daze, feeling that his clothes had been taken off. He subconsciously wanted to stop him, but he held a familiar hand.

Even in his sleep, he knew it was Ah Jin's hand.

Immediately, he obediently let go of his strength, relaxed, and handed himself over to Ah Jin honestly.

It was Li Jin who wrapped Qin Muwen with a quilt just now and covered him with sweat. He was worried that the sweat would stick to his body after a while, so he dried him.

During the period, he was constantly fed with warm water, which can promote the body's rapid metabolism.

There were no herbs on board, so Li Jin could only use physical methods to cool down the little husband.

After wiping, Li Jin quickly wrapped her up again to avoid catching the cold again.

Now it is mid-March, winter and spring are in transition, and the climate is capricious.Qin Muwen has never been ill with him for so long, this time he tossed back and forth between the prefecture and the village, his body finally couldn't bear it, and he just had a fever.

Wind-cold and fever usually cause headaches. In severe cases, the limbs are sore and burning, and there is also a dull pain.

But pressing anywhere doesn't work, and I can't find the source of the pain.

Qin Muwen had a severe fever this time. When he repeatedly burned in the middle of the night, the always strong man shed tears for the first time. Although he was still unconscious, he knew that he would not let go of Li Jin's arms.

"Husband, it hurts."

Li Jin's kiss lightly fell on his cheek, touching the skin that was blushing due to heat, and said in a doting tone, "Be good, don't cry."

After that, Qin Muwen didn't know what dream he had, and said something in his sleep aggrieved.

Still unconscious, he naturally couldn't see Li Jin's suddenly stiff expression after listening.

The little bun had a good schedule of work and rest. He rolled himself into a small ball and lay quietly on the inside. Except for being picked up by Li Jin in the middle of the night and going back to the toilet in a daze, he didn't make any noise at other times.

Li Jin slept very lightly at night, and would subconsciously put his forehead against the young man when he woke up several times, taking his temperature first.

When the sky was getting dark, Li Jin opened his eyes, and there was no sleepiness in his black eyes.

He thought, he didn't know that the boy had been with him for almost two years, yet he still felt inferior in his heart.

If it wasn't for Qin Muwen's dreamy talk when he had a fever, Li Jin might never have known the deepest part of the little husband's heart...humbleness.

The main reason is that during this period of time, Qin Muwen has shown that he trusts him very much. Even if a matchmaker comes to the door, his young husband can handle it easily, and he is not worried about his taking concubines at all.

Of course, in this era, if a matchmaker comes to propose a marriage, the wife cannot directly refuse, unless the object of the marriage is not worthy of her husband.

Otherwise, it is considered one of the seven crimes, being jealous.

This was also the day when Li Jin and Wan Jiaoyu went home on leave, and saw that the matchmaker, although she had a soft spot with Qin Muwen, still wanted to try again with Li Jin.

It was because Qin Muwen didn't reject the matchmaker directly.

Li Jin thought that the young man understood his heart well enough, but he didn't expect that it was one thing to trust him, but another thing to treat himself correctly.

It was the first time in Li Jin's two lives that he liked someone, but at this moment his heart ached and he was tied up, unable to think of a perfect way to resolve the knot in his youth's heart.

He just kept his eyes open until it was broad daylight. After washing, the boatman brought hot water.

Concerned: "Is your husband's situation better? I keep hot water on hand. Let me know if you want it."

Li Jin said, "Thank you very much."

Qin Muwen's fever has subsided, but he has had a headache for half the night, and his face is limp when he wakes up in the morning.

While Li Jin was serving hot soup, Xiao Baozi also woke up, and it was the first time he saw that his father woke up later than himself during the day.

But this didn't stop the little bun from clinging to daddy, just as Li Jin put the hot water on the low table beside the bed, he saw the little bun tugging at daddy's quilt corner, apparently planning to get in and hug daddy.

Li Jin walked to the bed and pushed the little bun back under his quilt, completely ignoring the disappointment on his face.

Instead, he asked the boy gently: "Is your body still uncomfortable?"

Qin Muwen wanted to shake his head, but looking at Li Jin's eyebrows, he remembered what he said not to let him lie about his physical condition.

So he said obediently: "My arms and legs are sore, and my head hurts a little."

Xiao Baoji, who was left out in the cold, stretched out his paws from under the quilt: "Daddy, hug me."

Li Jin asked him to sleep for a while before hugging, Xiaobao thought about it for a while, and said, "Daddy and daddy both hug."

Is this a bargain?

Li Jin leaned down and kissed his little paw, and said, "It's up to you."

The little bun stopped, and Li Jin asked the boy: "Do you want to relieve yourself?" He fed so much water to the little husband yesterday, although he sweated a lot, relief is also necessary.

Qin Muwen blushed a little, then nodded.

Li Jin took out the chamber pot under the bed, and didn't think there was anything wrong with serving Fu Lang like this.

Qin Muwen sat up on his knees, and watched Ah Jin take out the chamber pot after he was released.After a while, Li Jin came in. After washing his hands, he took Qin Muwen's washing things to the bed, and said, "Wipe your face, the wind is smooth today, and we'll be there in another hour."

This kind of passenger boat will open a small compartment at the stern, and put two barrels in it, and wait until they can go ashore before processing.

Under normal circumstances, it is natural to solve it by yourself in the past, but Qin Muwen obviously can't take care of himself now, how could Li Jin despise him.

Qin Muwen slept for a long time yesterday, and he didn't feel sleepy after waking up today, his energy gradually recovered, and his sickness gradually subsided.

Li Jin dressed the little bun, and said, "Daddy had a fever yesterday, and he didn't feel well, so I owe you the first time I hug you. Daddy will take you outside to have a look."

The weather is good today, the sun is out, but there is still moisture in the mountains and forests.

The little bun lay on Li Jin's shoulder, and after watching it for a while, he took the initiative to say, "Daddy, come back."

Li Jin: "Huh?"

"Father, sick."

Li Jin smiled and said, "Okay."

It happened that the boatman brought porridge, and the family arrived at the pier in Fucheng not long after eating.

Li Jin hired a covered ox cart, first carried the buns in, and then came back to carry the big cubs in as well.

Sitting in the bullock cart, Xiao Baozi was holding Father's hand all the time, with his small body snuggled up to him.

It was Qin Muwen who spent most of his time taking care of Xiao Baozi on weekdays, and it was Qin Muwen who coaxed him to sleep at night before going to practice calligraphy with Li Jin.

Xiaocha only took care of Baozi to get up at night. Of course, if Baozi really cried, he had to find Qin Muwen.

So, the little guy actually likes daddy very much.

Li Jin stayed in the village for six days, plus the time lost on the road, today was the last day of leave.

He asked the coachman to stop at the entrance of the medical hall on West Street, and went down to buy medicine by himself.

But I saw a few young people in the lobby of the medical hall waiting for the time to decoct the medicine, reading... Fucheng tabloids together.