Chongxi little husband

Just when the dialect brothers were struggling to carry Zhang Ji back to the house, footsteps sounded outside the courtyard door, and soon the second uncle of the Zhang family also heard the voice.

"They're all here." Uncle Zhang walked in with a smile, and when he saw the situation of the three of them, he immediately strode over and was hugged, "I thought it was time to come, nephew and daughter-in-law, next time If you can't move it again, call the second uncle, and be careful to fall you all."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked around, and asked suspiciously, "Hey? Why didn't you see your sister?"

Fang Yan quickly rolled up the mat and was about to move back to the house. Hearing the words, he hurriedly replied, "Oh, she took advantage of Uncle Zhang's ox cart in the village to go back."

"Ah, why so fast? Your grandma and the others have already cooked the dishes, why don't you leave after eating at home?"

Dialect hurriedly smiled and said gratefully: "I'm sorry to bother Grandma and Second Aunt. I should have visited at home, but Uncle Zhang went back first if he had something urgent to do. My sister said that I will come to formally visit Grandpa, Grandma, Second Uncle and Second Aunt next time."

Zhang Ruixiang looked back at the two brothers who were following behind, one on the mat and the other on the pillow, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, and his tone should not be too soft, "You guys, don't be strangers, this will be your home from now on ,Not so polite.

The step-son has you taking care of us these few days, but I feel very relieved. You see, it will be the harvest season soon, and my aunt and I will be too busy. You will take care of the family. "

Hearing this, Fang Yan smiled again, and agreed: "Okay, Second Uncle. If you don't worry, Xiaobao can also be sent here together."

"That's good." Second Uncle Zhang immediately laughed and agreed, "Who should I let my kid look after when Second Uncle still has a headache? Companion, thank you."

"Isn't Second Uncle being polite to us?"

"Ahaha—that's right, it's the second uncle who said the wrong thing. Should the stepson go back to the room or stay in the room for a while?"

"Outside."

"Okay~"

As soon as Fang Yan heard it, he stepped forward to re-lay the mat in the center of the main room, and Fang Jin hurriedly carried a bunch of things to help.

Dialect said while laying the bed: "Second Uncle, it's not good to lie on the ground all the time like this. Why don't you get a reclining chair? This way the chair can be placed directly by the door."

"A recliner?"

While helping to adjust Zhang Ji's sleeping position, Fang Yan replied: "That's what I think, it's like a bed, but it's just like a chair, so that Zhang Ji can lie down and enjoy the scenery outside. "

Zhang Ruizhong also imagined the appearance described in the dialect, with a lot of interest in his eyes, and nodded frequently, "Well, if such a chair can really be made, it would be really good. Okay, I will go to Zhang Sange to ask when I have time. Let's see if we can make a chair like that."

Seeing that the other party didn't doubt his words at all, Fang Yan was also very happy. From the corner of his eye, he accidentally glanced at the black eyes below, and couldn't help being startled. When he looked carefully again, he clearly found that the black eyes were deep and pure.

dialect:……

"what happened?"

When the weak and innocent question came, Fang Yan lowered his head subconsciously, met the other party's worried and puzzled eyes, shook his head in a daze and replied: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about the chair. Are you hungry? I'll go get it for you." Let's warm up the rice porridge."

Zhang Ji nodded obediently, "Well, good."

Fang Yan nodded again and stood up. Zhang Ruizhong didn't bother them before, so he hurriedly said after hearing this: "Brother Yan, let's go back and eat together. It just so happens that your grandma and aunt have already prepared. I came here to call you guys." of."

"Then daughter-in-law, go to dinner with your brother."

"But..." Fang Yan looked at Zhang Ji with uneasy eyes.

Zhang Ruixiang simply waved his hand and interrupted his words, "What's the matter, step-son should go there too, just as father and mother are thinking about you." As he spoke, he bent down and was about to hug Zhang Ji again.

Dialect is still a little hesitant, remembering Zhang Qi he met when he went to pick up his relatives that day, and he also has some doubts about the relationship between the Zhang family.He felt that Zhang's family might not be a very harmonious family, at least in his understanding, he understood Zhang Ji's identity and the meaning of this family's existence.

Zhang Ruixiang thought that he was afraid of timidity, so he tried to slow down his words to comfort him: "Don't think too much, after the second uncle said this, this is your home, and we are all your family members. What's the point of having dinner with your own family?" Others, let's go, or if you wait any longer, your grandma will come to find someone in person."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the dialect to say anything else, he just hugged Zhang Ji with one hand, and Fang Jin with the other, and strode out the door. Anyway, these two little guys together didn't weigh a load of rice, so it was very easy.

Seeing this, the dialect had no choice but to close the door in a hurry and run to catch up. There was no other way. The second uncle was tall and had long legs, so his steps were naturally big. In today's dialect, he could only run.

***

In the afternoon, the sun was so hot that the cicadas on the trees outside the house were screaming weakly, and the ground was also so bright that it hurt people's eyes.

Zhang Jijia's building area is quite spacious. Anyway, the front yard occupies the size of almost three houses, and it is well built and leveled.

The room is also spacious, and windows are opened at both ends. Now, as long as the windows are opened, the light inside is also very bright and relatively ventilated.

This time Zhang Ji was resting on the big bed, Fang Jin and Zhang Xiaobao were playing on the floor in front of the bed, where Fang Jin and Zhang Xiaobao were playing, but this meeting was also because they were tired from playing and slept with their heads on their heads .

A quiet room.

When dialect poked his head in, he saw such a scene, and then he couldn't help smiling, he came in lightly, took out two outer shirts to cover the stomachs of the two little guys, and then got up to look at the bed, the man was also sleeping on the outside is sinking.

The dialect didn't wake them up and they turned around carefully and went out again.

There are some bamboo strips on the ground in the main room. This is the bamboo that he asked Uncle Zhang to help him cut back during the meal. He was busy with this when the two little ones were playing, but it is not appropriate to chop bamboo now. .

Dialect looked at the number of good pieces of bamboo strips, and thought about using these to weave first, and then continued after the people inside woke up.

When Fang Ya came here today, she also brought Big Eyes along.I have seen Dialect before, and I saw that it is still alive and well. Obviously, Fang Ya also took care of this guy when they were away. Thinking of Fang Ya who is afraid of bugs, it really made things difficult for the girl these three days.

After raising these days, the dialect also understands how much this guy eats. Even now, he is not sure if it is a silkworm. After all, the mulberry dialect does not recognize it very well. At first, he even picked some leaves from the insect and the tree when he found it. Yes, and then I ran all the way to pick them.It’s just that when there were not enough leaves, he tried to change to others. Although Big Eyes showed disgust, he ate the same in the end.

It also seems to be chewing on everything.

Dialect was weaving a bamboo basket, looked at the fat worm lying motionless on the bamboo leaves beside him, and couldn't help but said to himself: "Are you a silkworm?"

"..."

"Are silkworms so fat?"

"...You are fat! Your whole family is fat!"

!!!

Dialect froze, then raised his head quickly, but stared at that side with precision, "You...are you really a goblin?!"

"..." Fat Chongzi stiffened and pretended to be dead.

But the dialect didn't let it go, dropped the bamboo basket weaved a little and moved over to stare at it, even holding a hatchet in his hand at some point.The dialect was dazzled, and threatened in a low voice: "It's useless to pretend to be dead. If you don't want to really die in two, or I'll take you outside to feed the chickens, you can continue."

"..." The tail moved stiffly.

"Very good." Fang Yan squinted his eyes and continued to coax, "You are so good. Tell me, which side are you sacred? Did you really survive the tribulation with us before?"

Is the script really wrong?This is not an ordinary world, but a cultivation world?

Dialect, who has been trying so hard to act calm, can no longer be calm at this moment, staring at the big eyes with piercing eyes.

Being stared at by this strangely fiery gaze, the big eyes could no longer control themselves and twisted their bodies, and then their body became lighter and weaker before it noticed it, and finally it was almost transparent, while the big round eyes on the head It's even more obvious.

"I, I'm not a fairy, I'm just a baby."

"...It's not a goblin, how can a bug speak!" Dialect shook the hatchet in his hand, "Tell the truth."

"I, I'm really just a silkworm baby, I'm not lying!" The soft and waxy baby voice couldn't help screaming, and said in a desperate voice: "I, I don't know how I came to this ghost place! I slept well in the nest, who knew it would suddenly rain and thunder, I almost fainted from fright, and when I woke up, I was here, and I want to ask you where this is!"

Hearing the voice that was similar to Zhang Xiaobao's words in his ears, Dialect couldn't help being dubious.No wonder he thought too much, it was his own experience that made him think strangely.

Seeing that he was stunned, it seemed that he would not cut himself with a knife for a while, Fat Canbao moved back quietly, staring at the hatchet in dialect's hand, and continued to say: "Don't worry, you are the only one who can hear it here." If you understand me, as long as you don't hurt me, I, I can promise to help you fulfill your wish."

"Oh?"

"Really!" Fearing that he wouldn't believe it, he hurriedly explained: "I was just struck by lightning before, and it will be fine when I get better. Don't you want to raise silkworms? I know this, and I can help you solve the problem. "

Dialect narrowed his eyes again, "You only know how to eat, and you still eat so much..."

"Yes, but I don't pick anything!" Can Bao hurriedly defended himself, "I, I still know how to cure your man."

Dialect: "..." Is this really a baby worm?

But... "How do you want me to trust you?"

"But I can't right now, but I can tell you where there are silkworms and the plants that silkworm babies eat, as long as you take good care of me during this time."

"……make a deal."

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