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

The spring day is just right, the warblers are singing willows, the sky is bright and the air is clear, the sun is lazily falling from the gaps between the locust trees, and some bright spots are falling. With the shadows of the trees shaking gently, Jiang Ning enters the house and sees Han Zhiyuan standing by the window Before, pick up a pen and write something.

Looking at him, for some reason, a different feeling rose from the bottom of my heart, like the suppressed bubbles in the deep sea, slowly floating up, Jiang Ning felt a little uneasy, and asked as he walked over, "What are you doing?"

Han Zhiyuan didn't answer, and continued to hold the brush, writing and drawing on the paper seriously. Jiang Ning went over and saw that the handwriting was a bit blurred, as if he had been soaked in water. No matter how hard he tried, he still could not I can’t see clearly, it started raining outside the window at some point, and the rain fell on the window lattice one after another, making a bang bang sound, like a person’s heartbeat, and then splashed a large amount of water, falling on the person’s skin, as cold as Ice, deep into the bone marrow along the fingertips.

Jiang Ning couldn't help shivering, and looked up at Han Zhiyuan uneasily: "What's going on?"

However, at that moment, water seemed to splash into his eyes, and Han Zhiyuan's face was hazy, very unreal. Jiang Ning only felt that he had become a highly myopic person at this moment.

"Jiang Ning."

Han Zhiyuan suddenly spoke out, his voice was clear and steady, as if smiling, Jiang Ning narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at him, waiting for him to say the next thing, but the next moment, a dazzling red spread across his chest instantly, dripping with blood Ticks fell on the paper, making a slight sound.

"Jiang Ning." Han Zhiyuan called out again.

"Why..." Jiang Ning stared at the red in a daze, only to feel that his eyes were stabbed, and the panic in his heart was like a huge black hole, almost swallowing his whole body, he immediately stretched out his hand He went to grab Han Zhiyuan, but just as his fingers approached, the person in front of him turned into a hazy mist, which gradually disappeared in the rain...

"Han Zhiyuan!"

Jiang Ning sat up abruptly, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, leaving a trail of wetness and coldness on his brow. His heart was beating violently, as if the panic just now still existed in his heart, and it couldn't go away and couldn't dissipate.

Luckily it was just a dream, he thought.

The room was extremely deserted, the window paper was reflected white and transparent by the snow, and the night was cold, Jiang Ning couldn't help shivering, got up from the ground, put on his outer clothes, went to the table and lit the oil lamp.

Looking at the lights like beans, he felt a little irritable for no reason, and he simply opened the window, and the cold air rushed in. It has been four or five days since the heavy snow, but because of the severe cold, the yard is still covered with snow. Jiang Ning never deliberately cleaned it, and it was covered in silver at this time, and it was so beautiful.

I don't know how long it took, the sky gradually brightened, and the sound of people, water, and snow shoveling and ice breaking came from a distance, mixed together, breaking the silence of the morning, watching the sun lazily pouring into the yard, the eaves The ice edge below was shining with crystal light spots. Jiang Ning let out a deep breath. After washing, he put on his cloak and went to the winery.

This time, I didn't come back until the afternoon. In recent years, the orders of Zuixianlou have increased a lot. The wine shop is not enough manpower, and it is so busy that everyone can grow two more hands. In addition, Jiang Ning has to cook Yuezhou And the letter transmission over there in Suzhou, so I have been busy all day, and the sky is getting dark.

As night fell, there were fewer pedestrians on the road, and the cold air became heavier. The cold wind made people's eyes hurt. Jiang Ning wrapped his cloak tightly and strode towards his home.

However, as soon as he reached the entrance of the alley, he heard the sound of arguing. It was right in front of his house. No, to be precise, it should be under the wall of his courtyard. , can scratch the eardrums.

Jiang Ning knew who it was as soon as she heard it. A well-known woman in Wutong Lane lived next door to his house. The family sold tofu. Her husband's surname was Wang. People jokingly called her Wang Tiger. The kind of person, if you offend her a little bit, she can stand at the door of the house and swear for a whole day, and her voice can be compared to a tweeter. Arguing with her, because that sharp mouth is really powerful, and within a few seconds, eight generations of ancestors of the scolded person will not be spared, so no one wants to associate with her.

Since Jiang Ning moved here and saw how powerful she is, she has tried to keep a distance as much as possible. In addition, Jiang Ning spends most of his time in the winery. On weekdays, the two families are well watered. Everyone is safe and sound, I don't know what happened today, and suddenly ran under the wall of his house to scold people?

Jiang Ning stopped and listened for a while at the entrance of the alley. He couldn't help but want to laugh. He didn't know who was playing a prank. He threw a snowball into the courtyard wall, knocked Wang Huo upright, and fell on his back. That's all, in the end the man even climbed up the wall to have a look, which is not bad, Wang Huohu was so angry that he started to curse on the spot.

The scolding lasted for an hour, and the person who was scolded didn't know if he had a brain problem, so he didn't run away, but leaned against the wall, looking as immobile as a mountain, almost blowing Wang Huo up. Guang Jiangning stood here for a few minutes, and the words she scolded were no longer heavy.

Jiang Ning stood for a while, thought about it, and finally stepped forward and said, "Mrs. Wang."

His voice was not loud, but mixed with Wang Huo's yelling, it was still very clear. Wang Huo stopped immediately, as if he was very useful to his gentle and gentle wife, and greeted him rarely: " It turned out to be Mr. Jiang, who came back so late today?"

Jiang Ning smiled and nodded, Wang Huo turned sideways to let him pass, and said, "Young Master Jiang please first."

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

In the darkness, the person with his back facing him under the corner of the wall suddenly straightened his back, as if he had noticed the movement here, Jiang Ning glanced at his back, and found it very familiar, and when he saw it again, his heart suddenly felt excited, as if there was something happening. The sparks exploded suddenly, and the bottom of my heart was full of hot magma, which was so hot that my heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to pop out of my chest in the next moment.

He stared at the man's back without making a sound. After a while, he said softly, "Why are you here so late? It's already dark."

Wang Huo on the side raised his thinly drawn eyebrows, surprised: "Mr. Jiang, is this your friend?"

The man finally turned around. His face was handsome, his eyebrows were narrow and long, and his temperament was like a sharpened blade. He could not utter a word, and he slightly curved his lips: "It's my fault, something delayed me on the road."

Seeing that the two really knew each other, Wang Huo didn't want to scold anymore, he just muttered a few words, then gave Han Zhiyuan a hard look, then snorted coldly, entered his yard, and slammed the door loudly .

As soon as Jiang Ning entered the courtyard, Han Zhiyuan immediately closed the door behind him, hugged the person in his arms and rubbed hard, his cheeks pressed against each other, as if crossing his neck, smelling the familiar scent of the person in his arms, he sighed contentedly With a voice: "I finally hugged it."

Jiang Ning couldn't help laughing, but his tone was pretending to be serious: "Come on, tell me, how did you climb onto the wall of a married woman?"

Hearing this, Han Zhiyuan yelled for innocence. He felt that he was innocent, and argued, "I only found out that you live here after I inquired all day. Who would have thought that the walls of this courtyard are connected together? I want Climb, you should also climb your wall."

Jiang Ning smiled, took him back to the house, and asked casually while lighting a candle, "How does it feel to be a soldier in ancient times?"

Hearing this, Han Zhiyuan thought for a while before answering: "It's okay, it was a bit difficult at first, but it passed after a while, but there was one thing that was really unbearable, which made me almost defect."

"Huh?" Jiang Ning raised his head, his tone was a bit puzzled: "What is it?"

Han Zhiyuan looked at him with a serious expression: "I miss you so much that I can't sleep."

Jiang Ning: "..."

Han Zhiyuan curled his mouth and smiled, patted his thigh, his tone was full of temptation: "Come on, baby, give me a hug for a while."

Jiang Ning couldn't help laughing at this expression and tone, like a wolf with a big tail. Sure enough, he sat down and Han Zhiyuan hugged him contentedly. The shadows of the two were projected on the wall by the slightly shaking candlelight, cuddling each other.

After a while, Han Zhiyuan murmured in a low voice: "Jiang Ning, I'm transferred to Yuezhou, what do you think?"

Jiang Ning was startled: "Really?"

Han Zhiyuan nodded: "Well, the official transfer document should be approved after the year. I will go to Yuezhou to be the city guard."

As he spoke, he paused, and said hesitantly: "However, the city guard will be promoted very slowly, and he is far behind the border guards in terms of military performance."

Hearing this, Jiang Ning suddenly reached out and hugged him tightly, pressing her eyes on his shoulders, her tone was a bit vague: "It's okay, there is no difference, Han Zhiyuan, fortunately you are back." Fortunately you are back Otherwise, what is the meaning of the rest of my life?

Han Zhiyuan paused, and hugged him back with all his strength, then turned his head and kissed the lips of the person in his arms, nibbling carefully, as if he wanted to pour out the love overflowing from his heart through this kiss.

You are the most important. At this moment, he repeatedly clamored in his heart that you are the most important.

The room was silent for a while, only the candle light flickered slightly, and the shadows projected on the wall merged into one, as if they had never been separated.