Miao'an's farming life

Chapter 51

Three days later, Qiuwen came back home, and Ahmai Qiu said that he wanted to have a private chat with Tian Sheng, so Qiuwen went to Miao An's house.

Miao An knew that Qiuwen was back today, so he didn't go to town. As soon as someone entered the door, he walked over by touching his chin, sizing him up in a circle, with a teasing expression on his face, smacking his mouth again and again from time to time.

Qiu Wen raised his forehead, this is a chance for Miao An to tease him. Thinking about how he came here to "consolate" Miao An who couldn't get out of bed before, and looking at Miao An's current attitude, Qiu Wen suddenly If you want to turn around and leave.

"Hey, don't go." Of course, Miao An couldn't scare the person away. He pulled the person to sit down, staring at him like a curious baby and asked, "How is it?"

"How about what?" Qiuwen didn't know why.

"The bridal chamber went well? Do you have the strength to get up the next day?" Miao An said seriously.

Qiu Wen blushed, "What's on your mind?"

"Child." The tone couldn't be more serious, and Miao An gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

"..." Sure enough, let's go.

"Hahaha..." Seeing Qiu Wen's bewildered expression, Miao An finally couldn't help laughing, "I'm kidding, aren't you usually thick-skinned? Now you're so shy."

Qiu Wen looked back at him coldly, but then couldn't help laughing, his eyes fell on his stomach, he leaned over to touch it, and asked with a little excitement in his eyes: "You are so big? Still feel nothing?"

"Hmm..." Miao An pondered for a while, "Except for the panic when squatting down, it seems to be nothing."

To be honest, Miao An also feels lucky. I have heard of morning sickness and edema before, and it will be all kinds of uncomfortable, but I have had it for four months now. Apart from increased appetite and sour taste, there is no discomfort Feel.

Although Qiuwen married to Tianjiazhuang, the land on Qingling Mountain hadn't been sorted out yet, so he and Tian Sheng ran here every few days.

But now Miao An is personally and deeply feeling the meaning of "some things must not be said". A few days ago, he told Qiu Wen that he was fine, and the reality immediately slapped him in the face.

The pork ribs stewed at night was originally a favorite dish of Miao An, but after two mouthfuls, his stomach was overwhelmed. He immediately covered his mouth and ran out.Seeing this, Mo Su dropped his chopsticks and chased after him, patting him on the back.

"Well, you go back quickly..." Miao An bent over and waved his hands, telling Mo Su to leave him alone. He probably couldn't eat anymore, but he didn't want Mo Su to be affected.

Mo Su didn't move, still poking at his side, at this moment Yoyo also came over with a bowl of warm water: "Brother, rinse your mouth quickly."

Miao An straightened up to take it, his mouth touched the rim of the bowl, and suddenly there was another burst of vomiting, forcing him to bend down again to continue.sister!Miao An scolded the street in his heart, and he didn't respond until he dared to express his feelings. Was he holding back his energy and amplifying his moves?

After waiting for a while, Miao An felt that it was almost over, and the water in the bowl was completely cold.After rinsing his mouth with water, Miao An was helped back to the house by Mo Su with somewhat flimsy steps.

"Eat quickly, or it will be too cold." Miao An felt embarrassed. After he vomited like this, Mo Su and Yoyo didn't have a good meal.

"We're fine, you are, are you still suffering?" Mo Su frowned, still worried.

"That's right, brother, your face is turning pale." Yoyo's eyes were also full of worry.

Miao An smiled and shook his head, and gave each of them a large piece of ribs, "This is normal, you can take care of it in the future." He feels uncomfortable looking at these meat dishes now, so he can only drink porridge.

Mo Su and Youyou both laughed when they heard the words, and the three continued to eat.

Miao An's guess was correct, this night was just the beginning, and the real horror journey had just begun.In the following days, Miao An's morning sickness became commonplace, no, it was more frequent than eating, sometimes it was just retching, and sometimes it was so intense that he felt like vomiting bile.Because he couldn't keep what he ate, the little meat stored on Miao An's body quickly disappeared, and he was even thinner than before.However, even if he can't eat, he has to force it. It's okay for him to be a little hungry, the child in his stomach can't be hungry.

In this weak state, Miao An couldn't get up the energy to go to the bookstore, and stayed at home obediently.There was almost work on the mountain, and Mo Su didn’t go. He ran around to serve Miao An. Although Miao An said it was okay, he was so anxious to see Fulang losing weight. What should I do, or go to Qiu Ahmo for experience.

The bookstore couldn't be empty all the time. When Qiu Wen and Tian Sheng came to see Miao An, Mo Su changed his mind and took Miao An aside.

"What do you think of Tian Sheng?"

Miao An didn't react, nodded and said: "Very good, it's good for Qiuwen if you can do it. Haha, of course you are better in my heart."

"...No." Mo Su pulled him around, "What do you think of him as the shopkeeper of the bookstore? He is reliable, he can settle accounts, and he was selling New Year pictures and Spring Festival couplets before, and he has been dealing with bookstores all the time."

Miao An's eyes became brighter the more he listened, he simply cupped Mo Su's face and gave him a sip, and said with a smile, "You are so talented!"

Mo Su, who received compliments one after another, couldn't help but feel a little swayed, hugged each other and rubbed against each other, feeling that Xiao An's words have become more straightforward recently, but he likes it!

"Cough cough." Not far away, Qiu Wen deliberately coughed a few times. The two of them, he and Tian Sheng, are still here.

Miao An didn't feel embarrassed at all, and excitedly began to ask Tian Sheng if he would like to be the shopkeeper of the bookstore.

"But what about the land on the mountain?" Tian Sheng was a little perplexed.He and Qiu Wen, Qiu Ah would help out even if he had nothing to do, so even if he started work later than Mo Su, he was almost done cleaning up, but Qiu Wen would definitely be too busy afterwards.

"Your land is almost cleared, you should do it first, at least after this year, if you don't want to do it later, you can find someone else." Mo Su said.

"You go." Qiu Wen said, he felt that Tian Sheng was smart enough to do business, "I still have Daddy and Tian Le to help in the orchard, if not, there is Ah."

After thinking about it, Tian Sheng agreed, just like what Mo Su said, if it doesn't work after the next year, he will find another person, anyway, it will be easier to find someone after the next year.

During the slack season, more people listen to books, and Bupleurum once again wrote to say that they can start a new stove.Miao An was meditating, sitting at the desk in the small study, pointing fingers unconsciously on the letter paper.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Su took Bupleurum's letter, read it carefully, and said, "The writing is really ugly."

Seeing his naive look, Miao An covered his mouth and laughed. This guy seemed a little dissatisfied with Bupleurum because of the previous incident, and Bupleurum was also strange. At this time, Mo Su would be sour, and he would not delay his business, just be as arrogant as a child.

"Yes, yes, Mo Su's writing is the best." Miao An said.

"Humph."

"Chaihu brought up the matter of opening his own teahouse again this time, what do you think?" Miao An resisted the urge to go up and pinch Mo Su's face, and turned to the serious matter.

When it comes to business, Mo Su is still very reliable. He also feels that since his reputation has already been established, it is indeed a good idea to strike while the iron is hot, and the storyteller is Bupleurum, so he must have a better understanding of the specific situation. Now he It has been mentioned several times, which shows that the time is ripe.

"But opening a teahouse is not an easy task. I have no experience in shop and operation."

"As for the shop, change it to a pawn shop. You can't make much money at all, and there is only one shopkeeper. If you want to continue to operate, you can be the accountant of the teahouse. If you don't want to, you can pay him more wages." Mo Su said.

Miao An also thought about changing the pawnshop, he didn't know how to save that business at all, since Mo Su also thought so, he might as well do it that way.

"What about the shopkeeper? After it is converted into a teahouse."

Mo Su raised his eyebrows, "Chaihu. He knows it well."

Miao An looked at Mo Su teasingly, until he looked away embarrassedly, "But his handwriting is so ugly..."

Mo Su was teased by Husband, and became a little annoyed. He held him in his arms from behind, touched his head and said, "You bullied me again."

Bully?Miao An was amused to laugh again. Seeing his bright smile, Mo Su secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing Miao An throwing up and unable to eat every day, his legs were still swollen these two days, but what was he doing? I can't help, I can only think of ways to tease him and make him happy.

It's a pity that Miao An hadn't enjoyed the peaceful time for long, and the vomit like a daily check-in came again. He quickly pushed Mo Su away, what if he couldn't help but vomit on him, and then hurried to the yard.Every time Miao An vomits, Mo Su will dig a hole and bury it, so there is no need to worry about "pollution".

Alas... Mo Su sighed distressedly, and went to the kitchen to pour water for Miao An to rinse his mouth.He has also discovered so many times that when Miao An vomits, he seems to be very resistant to the people around him, so Mo Su usually keeps restraint, tries not to go there, and gives Miao An a bowl of warm water in time after he vomits.Of course, this was limited to when he felt that Miao An's condition was not serious.

Miao An patted his chest, straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief, and survived again.Looking at his stomach, Miao Anxin said, what the fuck is so tormenting, when this kid comes out, he must be beaten up!

After rinsing his mouth, Mo Su helped him into the room to rest, and brought a large bag of dried plums.Miao An felt much better, and then discussed with Mo Su about opening a teahouse.

Now there are many channels for them to get money, such as "Journey to the West", the place where Bupleurum tells stories, bookstores, restaurants, oh yes, and the carpenter's wheelchair.The year-end dividend is coming soon, and a lot of money will arrive in the account. It will definitely be enough to turn the pawnshop into a teahouse.

Squeezing Mo Su's fingers, Miao An thought, capital accumulation is so slow now, the Mo family's Xiangmanlou must not be available for a while, and Mo Qingjiang must already know who owns the bookstore, but he No matter what you thought, there was no reaction at all.Miao An couldn't figure it out for a moment.

Within two days, Tian Sheng, who had become the treasurer, came back from the town and brought a special message, saying that the emperor announced to the world that the prince who had already married him and General Yunsi would be married, and the date was set in Laba, which is also an ecliptic. Auspicious day.

"Hey, Rong Che will be suppressed in ten days or so." After Tian Sheng left, Miao An excitedly said to Mo Su, "We have to give a gift too? But, can we deliver it? "

Regardless of whether it was possible or not, Miao An still prepared a special gift and sent it away with a wretched expression on his face, which made Mo Su's face full of black lines.