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

Back lover Han Zhiyuan wandered behind Jiang Ning and returned to the residence. Since the environment was too simple and there were no entertainment facilities, the two of them watched the stars and the moon in the courtyard for a while, then closed the courtyard door, packed up and prepared to go to bed.

After climbing onto the kang, Jiang Ning said, "I will sleep in it from now on."

"No problem." Han Zhiyuan readily agreed.

So Jiang Ning lay down satisfied. There was a reason why he asked for this. When he slept alone, he woke up on the floor every morning. Later, he suspected that the bed was too narrow, so he thought of a way , put the stool next to the bed and lined up, and then it turned out that he was really broken, and continued to wake up on the floor the next morning.

In the end, there was nothing to do, so Jiang Ning could only buy a few chairs and put them next to the bed. From then on, he would find himself squeezed on the back of the chair every morning when he woke up.

This time, because Han Zhiyuan was sleeping outside, Jiang Ning comforted himself that he should be fine... right?

He looked at Han Zhiyuan with encouragement for a moment, and Han Zhiyuan responded with a simple face: "?"

The two lay side by side to sleep, chatting occasionally, some tiles on the roof were broken, revealing a few gaps, moonlight poured in through the holes, the air seemed very quiet, from their Even the twinkling stars can be seen in the position, well, this scene has everything that should be there, and it can be regarded as a different kind of romance.

Drowsiness hit, and the two fell asleep one after another.

In the middle of the night, there was a "thud--" and the quiet atmosphere in the room was broken by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Han Zhiyuan got up in a daze, and took a closer look through the moonlight leaking through the window, and found that Jiang Ning didn't know When did the magpie occupy the magpie's nest, lay down where he was originally sleeping, and the lower half of his body had already moved to the side of the kang, his whole body was on the verge of falling, as if he would fall off in a second.

It can't be said that Jiang Ning's sleeping posture is not good. In fact, Han Zhiyuan has never seen anyone who can sleep so neatly, with his hands folded on his lower abdomen, lying straight and straight, with no hair. After a mess, half of his body was already suspended in the air, but he didn't have any reaction.

Han Zhiyuan was so sleepy, he yawned and scratched his hair, pushed Jiang Ning resignedly, and slowly pushed Jiang Ning back into the kang, then lay back and continued to sleep.

After more than half an hour without incident, Han Zhiyuan was squeezed under the bed again after hearing a "bang dong--". Fortunately, he didn't face the ground. While sleeping soundly, he endured it, but he still didn't wake him up, he just pushed and pushed Jiang Ning back.

Han Zhiyuan lay down, wanting to see how Jiang Ning squeezed in, but within a few minutes, he fell asleep and lost consciousness.

Then, after more than half an hour, "thud--", ​​the sound rang out in the room for the third time, Han Zhiyuan got up, almost went crazy, he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyelids, and he was furious Get down, touch the edge of the kang and climb up, hold Jiang Ning's whole body, hands and feet, tightly in his arms, thinking vaguely in his heart, Xiao Mian, this time I will be able to cure you.

Then Han Zhiyuan kept having nightmares in the middle of the night. He dreamed that he held a little milk sheep in his arms. He didn't understand why he hugged a sheep!I must be crazy after being kicked for so long and still not wanting to let go, he thought.In the end, the tragedy finally happened. The little milk sheep kicked his lower body fiercely, and Han Zhiyuan immediately let out a miserable howl of "Ah—" before waking up.

He found that the little milk goat was fake, but the pain that hit the soul was real, it hurt so bad...

And Jiang Ning was half-lifting his foot, looking at him with embarrassment, his tone was sincere and apologetic: "Sorry, I fell asleep and didn't pay attention..."

Han Zhiyuan tried his best not to let himself show a painful gesture. Although he looked hopeless, he still said calmly, "No...it's okay."

Jiang Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately climbed down the kang, tugged at the corner of his clothes, and coughed: "It's fine, you should have a good rest..." The place that had already got up was stepped on , it should be very painful, right?It was so painful to hear that scream.

While thinking sympathetically, he opened the door. He never expected Han Zhiyuan's sleeping appearance to be so girlish, and he likes to hug things while sleeping, strangling his waist, legs and feet tightly. When he woke up, he thought he was being held People kidnapped!His whole body was so sore that it took him a long time just to break Han Zhiyuan's hand, but it was a miracle that he didn't fall out of bed last night.

After Jiang Ning came back from washing by the river, he saw Han Zhiyuan came out of the room. His expression was unpredictable, his complexion was slightly dark, and the shadows under his eyes were slightly shadowed. The whole person was like an eggplant that Qiushuang had beaten. I kept asking him, "Are you okay?"

Han Zhiyuan wiped his face and forced a smile: "It's okay, I'll wash my face first."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Jiang Ning raised his eyebrows and smiled at his back, and went back to the yard to prepare breakfast. He hummed a tune and grabbed two handfuls of corn mixed with soybeans from the jar. Put it in a crock, and then make a fire to cook the porridge. When it's almost done, add some finely chopped tender cress leaves to the jar.

When Han Zhiyuan came back, Jiang Ning had already prepared his breakfast. In the rough porcelain bowl was corn porridge that was boiled badly, dotted with green cress leaves, steaming and fragrant.

Jiang Ning was washing the chopsticks. Seeing him coming back, he handed over the chopsticks and greeted him with a smile: "I'm back, let's have breakfast."

Han Zhiyuan took the chopsticks, looked at the delicious porridge, and then at Jiang Ning, his mood suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny, but it didn't hurt that much at the time.

After the two had breakfast, it was Han Zhiyuan who washed the dishes as usual. Before leaving, Jiang Ning told him repeatedly: "Don't throw away the bowl again. If we do, we will have to eat with the rice pot."

Han Zhiyuan: "... Got it."

Jiang Ning looked at the weather, the sun was shining, and he had nothing to do, so he decided to go to the old man's house to find out the wind.

Walking through the path full of weeds, Jiang Ning walked slowly towards the old man's house. From a distance, he saw that the gate of the courtyard was half open, and he could see a lot of short wooden shelves in the yard, on which there were old books hanging out. The courtyard is full of scholars.

The old man was sitting in the yard, squinting his eyes, looking at the things in his hand carefully facing the sky.

When I approached Jiang Ning, I found that he was holding a needle in one hand, ready to thread, but he was too old, his eyesight was not good, and the eye of the needle was too small, so he couldn't go through it no matter what. He failed again and again, but the old man still kept going. Repeat this action, as if not giving up until the thread is threaded in.

The golden sun shone on his old face, and those shriveled wrinkles seemed particularly warm. The old man is not a mean person. From his willingness to help Jiang Ning and the two, it can be seen that he may be just because he seldom deals with people Now, living alone in this dilapidated deserted village, with no one to rely on, his personality is unavoidably withdrawn and weird.

Jiang Ning thought for a while, stepped forward, and smiled gently at the old man: "Old man, let me help you."

The old man put down his hands, squinted his eyes, and looked at him. After a while, he hummed slowly from his throat, and said with care, "Thank you." Then he handed over the needle and thread.

Although the thread is very thick hemp thread, but luckily the eye of the needle is relatively large, Jiang Ning got it done without much effort, handed the needle and thread back, and said with a smile: "Okay, try it."

The old man nodded, and after taking it, he began to sew the clothes in his hands. Jiang Ning squatted aside and watched. The old man's technique was very rusty, and he obviously didn't do this job often. The stitches were rough and the intervals were very large. He sewed slowly He said, "My surname is Chang, you can call me Mr. Chang."

I don’t know if it’s because he knows that Jiang Ning doesn’t understand well, or if he speaks out of breath, in short, he speaks very slowly, almost jumping out word by word, but Jiang Ning understands it completely, and immediately responds kindly : "Mr. Chang."

He hesitated for a moment, imitating the old man's accent, and said awkwardly: "My surname is Jiang, and the single character is Ning. My elder brother's surname is Han, and his name is Zhiyuan."

Jiang Ning's accent was obviously inaccurate. The old man reacted for a while before nodding his head to show that he understood. After a while, he said slowly, "Peace leads to distance."

Jiang Ning was stunned, he really didn't expect this, it seems that he and Han Zhiyuan are quite destined.

He sat on the side and chatted with the old man occasionally, perhaps because the language was not fluent, the old man might not answer all Jiang Ning's words, but he did not neglect him, just like the day when he communicated with Han Zhiyuan.

Jiang Ning asked sideways, cautiously, and still dug up a lot of information. He learned that the plague here has been going on for half a year, and everyone in the village has long since died. They fled, only Chang Gong, who is old and stubborn. According to his words, he has lived for more than 60 years and traveled to many places in Daze when he was young.

From the conversation with the old man, Jiang Ning speculated that this is a country called Daze, which has a history of at least 300 years. It has a vast territory, and the distance between the north and the south is particularly far. The old man is unwilling to leave. This is probably the reason. The old man As Han Zhiyuan guessed before, he was a scholar when he was young, because he loved to wander around and didn't have the heart to get fame. Now his descendants and grandchildren have left this place and went to the south to flee for a living. He stayed alone in the village. He was not infected with the plague, and he didn't have to suffer from bumps and hardships. He was self-sufficient, and lived a very comfortable life.

Today's harvest is quite a lot. Jiang Ning looked at the sun and saw that the sun had risen, so he was about to leave. After walking a few steps, the old man stopped him, put down his work, and said slowly: "Don't light the lamp after nightfall today. , don’t open the door, don’t talk.”

Jiang Ning was startled and asked, "Why?"

The old man waved his hand: "You will know when the time comes."