The Daily Life of the Husband and Wife Selling Dog Food Through Time Traveling

Yes, Jiang Ning is a crooked guy, from the beginning to the end, safe and pollution-free, natural crooked, otherwise who has ever seen a straight man who would rate them every time he sees a suitable person of the same sex?

As for whether Han Zhiyuan is bent, who knows?Anyway, from now on, and so far, he is still bent very thoroughly, wandering around behind Jiang Ning, not leaving an inch.

A few days ago, when Han Zhiyuan bumped Jiang Ning and kissed her forcibly, he was prepared in his heart that he might be beaten up, but unexpectedly, after kissing for half a minute, he felt Jiang Ning slightly pushing away He raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Mr. Han, you can't do this."

As he said that, he grabbed the back of Han Zhiyuan's head and kissed it fiercely. The hot feeling of the tip of his tongue touching Han Zhiyuan made Han Zhiyuan tremble slightly, and then he entangled him excitedly, and kissed for a while, even without a teacher. counterattacked back.

In the end, both of them kissed breathlessly. Jiang Ning put her forehead on Han Zhiyuan's shoulder and neck, and heard him breathing rapidly in her ear. Have you practiced?"

Jiang Ning chuckled: "You still care about this?"

Han Zhiyuan touched his face with one hand, lowered his voice and said, "You must take care of it. If you don't, you won't be able to go to heaven?"

"That's fine." Jiang Ning raised his head, smiled and kissed him on the top of the ear: "After that, you have to pay close attention."

That smile was so pretty, Han Zhiyuan cursed secretly, almost hard...

Several days later, Han Zhiyuan remembered a question: "You once told me that you are straight?"

Jiang Ning was practicing calligraphy with a brush, when he heard this, he said without raising his head, "Did I say that?"

Han Zhiyuan affirmed: "I said it, I remember it very clearly."

Jiang Ning raised his head and smiled, and suddenly realized: "You remember a sentence so clearly, so you had a crush on me at that time, didn't you?"

Han Zhiyuan didn't answer, walked over and hugged his waist, then whispered to him calmly: "Not only do I have a crush on you, but I also want to fuck you."

"..." Jiang Ning said silently, "When did it happen?"

Han Zhiyuan's tone was serious, and he said incomparably rascally words: "A lot of times, when we were in Xiaoqiaozhuang, when we went to take a bath in the river, when we touched your back, and later when we shared a bed, when we were on the boat, When I was painting the wall, when I kissed you... now when I hug you."

Jiang Ning put down the brush calmly, and joked with a light smile: "In the end, it will only block people in the corner and suck their mouths."

Han Zhiyuan: "..." The blow was caught off guard, he broke Jiang Ning in a bit of embarrassment, and then kissed him hard, closing that hateful mouth.

I forgot to mention that since Han Zhiyuan learned this skill, he has to pull Jiang Ning to practice from time to time. In the end, because the number of times is too frequent, he was nicknamed by Jiang Ning, the kissing madman.

After the kiss, Jiang Ning put the brush into his hand with a smile, and pointedly told him: "Study hard when you have nothing to do, don't think too much, lest you waste it when you have time."

Han Zhiyuan smacked his mouth, and while thinking about it, he began to make gestures according to the copybook.

After a while, Jiang Ning saw that he was writing very seriously, so he came over and asked, "What did you write?"

"Traditional characters." Han Zhiyuan said as a matter of course, holding a brush.

so hardworking?Jiang Ningsui took a closer look, and his head was covered with black lines. He pulled the rice paper full of indescribable content, threw it out of the window, and warned, "If you write such things again, you will be punished." Fork it out and write well!"

Han Zhiyuan watched him walk away, so he put the brush in his mouth, jumped out of the window with the support of the table, picked up the ball of paper, opened it to look at the content that should be strictly investigated by the anti-pornography and anti-illegal team, and then stuffed it Back to the gap between the desk and the window sill, ready to save it for next time.

From that day on, Han Zhiyuan secretly stuffed a piece of paper in the crevice of the desk every few days, and Jiang Ning didn't find out until a long time later.

After more than ten days, it seemed that it was late October, the sorghum harvest season, as Jiang Ning and Han Zhiyuan expected, all the sorghum in the fields around Yuezhou City were infested by insects, and there was no harvest. All the grain shops raised the price of sorghum in unison, from the original three or four renminbi a liter to eighteen renminbi a liter, and the market was in chaos.

However, Jiang Ning and Han Zhiyuan still have no intention of making a move. The reason is very simple. Now the price has indeed risen for a while, but due to financial problems, they just bought a large amount of sorghum for stockpiling and did not monopolize the market. There is still a lot of sorghum in stock in the grain store, and everyone wants to sell it when the price rises, filling the market at once, and there may be vicious price competition in the future, so after the two discussed, , I feel that now is not the best time to sell, so I decided to wait and see for a while.

For more than half a month thereafter, the two went to the market every day to investigate grain prices, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. On the 12th day, some grain stores couldn't bear it anymore, and secretly lowered their prices, hoping to attract customers. However, within one day, almost all grain stores lowered their prices, and started a price war. The market is once again in disarray.

It wasn't until the price of sorghum fell to seven pennies that it gradually stabilized. The sorghum stocks in each grain shop were almost sold out, and the market was saturated for the second time. Jiang Ning and Han Zhiyuan discussed for a long time, but they still didn't sell At this time, it has entered late November, in the depths of winter.

Yuezhou belongs to the south of the Yangtze River, and it is very cold and humid. Small snowflakes floated early, and it was very dark. Han Zhiyuan strode on the street. The shops on both sides lit up the lanterns at the entrances, and the dim halo Through the thin lantern paper, it fell on his face, outlining smooth and graceful lines in the dark night, like a knife and an axe.

Han Zhiyuan's steps were fast and steady. He kept looking straight ahead until he saw a small lantern with a faint candlelight shining on the hand of the young man holding the lantern, reflecting a warm light. He couldn't help evoking a smile, and his heart calmed down suddenly, as if he was warmed by something. In this cold winter, even the blood on his fingertips began to boil.

He always walked a few steps closer to others, and said with a smile, "Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you not to come here?"

The young man carrying the lantern smiled very gently. It was Jiang Ning, who replied, "The road is too dark, and it is difficult to walk on the bridge."

Han Zhiyuan took the lantern, took his hand again, held it in the palm of his hand, warmed it up, and said, "Go back first."

The two were about to leave when a small black figure suddenly rushed out from the side and hugged Han Zhiyuan's thigh, accompanied by the girl's cry: "Father—"

Jiang Ning: "..."

Han Zhiyuan: "..."

Jiang Ning folded his arms and raised his chin towards the little girl: "Tell me, when did you have a...four or five-year-old daughter?"

Han Zhiyuan was stunned immediately, he quickly grabbed Jiang Ning's arm, and in a hurry, he began to stammer, saying: "I, I don't know, trust me."

The little girl raised her head aggrievedly: "Daddy, you were eating candied haws with Xiao Waner in your arms yesterday, and you even gave Xiao Waner a big horse ride. Why don't you recognize Xiao Waner? Hey..." After finishing speaking He just freed up one hand to wipe his tears, while the other hand was still holding on to Han Zhiyuan's clothes.

Jiang Ning smiled and said nothing, Han Zhiyuan simply picked up the lantern and shone it on the little girl's face, trying to break her hand away, while explaining in his mouth: "Little friend, you have misidentified the person, I am not your father."

The little girl was still wiping away her tears, and raised her head to look at him again. She was so sad that she hiccupped from crying: "Obviously it's... blah blah... Daddy doesn't want Xiaowaner? blah blah... ..."

Han Zhiyuan suddenly became one head and two big, unable to explain why, so he had to shut up, and looked at Jiang Ning pitifully, begging for mercy. out.

Seeing him laughing, Han Zhiyuan relaxed, and started to be mean again: "It came out of your stomach when you said you were going to give birth. You don't even know her. How could it be my daughter?"

Jiang Ning was too lazy to pay attention to him, squatted down in front of the little girl, and coaxed softly: "Where does Xiao Wan'er live? Uncle, will you take you home?"

While hiccupping, the little girl pursed her mouth and replied, "Mother said, yes, hiccup, my house is in the south."

In the south, Jiang Ning raised his head and looked at Han Zhiyuan. There are many government houses in the south of the city. It seems that the little girl's family must have some background. I didn't look carefully just now. Now it seems that the little girl is wearing clothes that ordinary people can afford. started.

After having the clue, Jiang Ning continued to say softly, "Tell Uncle, what's Xiao Wan'er's name?"

The tone was so gentle that water dripped out, Han Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel a little bit smug when he heard it, seeing how the little girl was not pleasing to the eye, the complaints passed through his mind like a barrage, hey, wipe her Tears, my sleeves are all dirty, I haven’t wiped them, my face is full of snot from crying, cats are cleaner than her, and I can’t speak clearly. I’m still crying at such a big age. I must be a bear, still in the street How stupid to hug someone else's thigh and call her father, her father must be a bear...

In the end, Jiang Ning asked for a long time before he found out that the girl's surname was Shi. Hearing this surname, Han Zhiyuan burst into laughter. It turned out that this person didn't look like her father, but he didn't call him father anymore.

Han Zhiyuan thanked God, and before he finished thanking, the little girl stared at Jiang Ning carefully for a long time, and finally opened her arms to him, showing a shy smile, and said in a soft and cute voice, "Brother wants to hug."

Han Zhiyuan exploded immediately, his heart roared without warning, what the hell is going on with your girlish Hanchun expression?That's my man!mine!You stay away from him!