Chongxi little husband

Dialect looked at the bud tip over and over in his hand, wondering if he should believe the strange worm's words, if he did something bad with good intentions, it was a worm, who would believe it except him?

At that time, Fang Ya and Fang Jin will be implicated.

Although his original idea was to look at Zhang Ji's own illness, but to be honest, he just let nature take its course, not because he made people disappear.

No matter how you say it is a life, if he can recover, he also hopes that this person can continue to live, instead of just dying of illness at a young age.

Although this is a bit different from his original intention, since this thing can make Zhang Ji better, the dialect will not be denied to him, but I don't know if it is true.

Unconsciously turning the tip of the bud with his fingertips, Fang Yan hesitated as he looked at Zhang Ji who was watching Fang Jin and Xiaobao feeding silkworms in the reclining chair under the eaves.

Uncle Zhang and the carpenters in the village are very fast. With his vague words, they managed to make one in just a few days, although it was much worse than the ones he had seen before—it was too bulky and unattractive. , but it is indeed a reclining chair.

In short, after moving to the house, Xiaojin and Xiaobao also like it very much, even Zhang Ji seems to be the same, but it may also be the reason why they can stay outside for a long time.

Anyway, in the past two days, his complexion has improved, and he has talked a lot, and his eyes are not so envious of the two little guys who can run and jump.

Dialect paused suddenly when he turned his hand, looked at his hand and then Zhang Ji, and suddenly made a decision in his heart.

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bitter!

Although the dialect had made a secret decision, he was still uneasy and just gave it to others to eat, so he did what Can Bao said, and if there was nothing else, he tried it first, then gave it to Zhang Ji, and finally got caught. Put it into your mouth a little bit, and your face immediately wrinkled into a ball.

He quickly spit it out, "This..."

[oops! ]

In the end, before he could say anything, his immature voice yelled first, full of blame and pity.

[How can I spit it out, it is wrong to waste it! ]

"Why is it so bitter?" Dialect didn't care about it and quickly poured down a bowl of water before he could speak, feeling his tongue was numb, and there was no other feeling except bitterness.

"Is this really medicine?" Fang Yan asked suspiciously with his tongue out.

[This, this is medicine, how can medicine not be bitter? ] Silkworm Bao defended forcefully to cover up a little bit of guilt in his words. [No, don’t they all say that good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease? My mother said that the bitter the better. ]

Dialect: "..." It is really irrefutable.

Looking at the bud that lacked a sharp corner, Fang Yan didn't dare to try the taste again, but after waiting for a long time, he really didn't feel uncomfortable, but he was a little hesitant when he thought of giving it to Zhang Ji.

In the end, I went to explain it to Zhang Ji. Dialect didn't know if the other party could understand what he meant, but I always felt that it was better to tell the matter to myself.

"Is it the medicine that can cure me?" Zhang Ji listened to him quietly, raised his eyes to look at him and asked seriously, with clarification in his eyes.

Facing those eyes and dialects, he suddenly found that the simple nodding action became difficult, and he answered after a while: "I'm not sure, but..."

"Okay, bring it to me to eat~"

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party. Fang Yan was startled, and looked at Zhang Ji who suddenly smiled and squinted his eyes and did not move for a long time.

"You believe me?"

"Ok!"

His throat suddenly became a little dry. "Why?"

"Because you are my daughter-in-law! The second uncle said that the daughter-in-law will not harm me."

"……"Ha ha.

Sure enough, the previous ones were all illusions. This guy is just like the rumors. It seems that he is overwhelmed, thinking that the other party has the same adventure.

Dialect stopped talking and stuffed the tip of the bud into the other person's mouth, and said viciously before he spit it out: "Don't spit it out, eat it all."

"..." Zhang Jiyi, who was about to vomit, didn't dare to move when he heard it, so he could only cry with a bitter face, but obviously the medicine soup he had taken in the past was similar, so even if his face was wrinkled with bitterness, he finally got together in the end Or swallowed after chewing.

In the end, I looked at the dialect with tears in my eyes, so pitiful.

"..."

Dialect pretended not to notice, turned around calmly and poured water to rinse his mouth.When he turned around, Fang Jin and Xiaobao dared to lean over and asked with lingering fear.

"Brother, is the medicine really bitter?"

Looking at the two worried and sympathetic little faces, Zhang Ji suddenly smiled, "Yes, so you must be obedient so you don't get sick."

"Yeah!" The two immediately nodded firmly in agreement.

Dialect quickly came out with a bowl, carefully fed the water and said, "It's almost noon, I'll go cook, Xiaojin, can you stay here with your brother and brother?"

"Okay." Fang Jin agreed.

Thinking of how his brother was feeding the medicine before, the little guy was a little scared now, and he didn't stick to it like before. Even Xiaobao nodded hurriedly and said that he would not run around.

Seeing the two of them like this, although Fang Yan was a little surprised, he didn't think much about it and told him again: "My brother is at grandma's house, if you have anything to do, you can call in the yard, and my brother will hear you."

"Okay." Both of them nodded in unison.

"Especially your step-brother's." Fang Yan thought about it and was still a little worried. He didn't feel uncomfortable before, but Zhang Ji was different after all. "Forget it, I'll do it here."

Since the rice in the field is getting yellower day by day, and the Zhang family has more fields, harvesting has already started two days ago.

And at this time, the whole family has a laborer who counts as one who can go to the field.The Zhang family is not only that, but also hired a few families with a lot of people and a little land to help.

In the past two years, because of Zhang Ji, the Zhang family would leave one person, either Zhang Xiulian or Zhang Luoshi. Apart from taking care of Zhang Ji and Xiaobao, they also cooked and delivered meals for the whole family, so that people who are busy harvesting don’t need to run back. It's been a while.

Although it is very hard to stand under the scorching sun, if you don’t take advantage of the sun to recover it, if it rains, the harvest of this year’s harvest will be greatly reduced if the uncollected millet is soaked in water.

If it rains for a few more days, there is a possibility that there will be no harvest, so it is necessary to take it back when the sky does not change.

There are more dialects this year, and Zhang Luoshi was a little worried that he would not be able to take care of a child. In the first two days, he was so worried that he took the time to come back and watch the cooking, but when he got home, he found that the house was fine, and the meals were almost ready. Well, don't worry about it.

Afterwards, the youngest daughter-in-law smiled and comforted her: "Mother, don't worry, our family has taken good care of our step-child since we became brother-in-law, and my little treasure likes him very much."

Although the person came to the door by herself at the beginning, she only told her mother-in-law after she agreed, so although she didn't fully trust her, she was the one who brought up the idea and the person first. If the mother-in-law didn't believe it, then Later, she was not so good in front of her mother-in-law.

Zhang Luoshi thought about the recent days and his two grandsons, and immediately nodded with satisfaction, "Not to mention, he is indeed a good boy."

"Isn't it! It's just that some people's hearts are really covered with lard, and they are willing to ask such a child to change their relatives, or to such a person."

Zhang Luoshi thought of the rumors he had heard, and couldn't help but feel some sympathy for the three dialect brothers, and thinking about his grandson, he loved the dialect even more, so he sighed.

"They're poor kids."

Zhang Xiulian looked at her mother-in-law, and obviously guessed that she was thinking of Zhang Jihe's deceased eldest sister-in-law again, and thought that the elders of the dialect family also disappeared two years ago, so she couldn't help sighing.

"It seems that Brother Yan has a destiny with our family, unlike Zhang Chunyan who has no conscience..."

"Okay." Zhang Luoshi interrupted the second daughter-in-law, "We can't blame others for this matter, after all, who is not seeking benefits and avoiding disadvantages." She said the last sentence very low, only Zhang Xiulian who was beside her could barely hear it. .

"That's true." Zhang Xiulian smiled ironically, glanced to the right intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a slightly raised voice: "Mother is right, if it weren't for the ability of our aunt and brother-in-law, maybe the step-son How about now!"

Zhang Luoshi shook his head helplessly after hearing this, and focused on the movements in his hands.

She is well aware of the discord between the eldest and the second family in the family, and as long as it is not too much, she will turn a blind eye and close her eyes.

It's just that now the stepson is also married.

Thinking of what the old man said at the dinner table before, Zhang Luoshi couldn't help frowning slightly.

If the old man's meaning is correct...the family will probably feel uneasy.

Glancing at the busy daughter-in-law on both sides, Zhang Luoshi couldn't help feeling anxious in her heart for a while, but she was thinking about the movements in her hands but didn't slow down until Dialect arrived with the basket.

"Grandpa, grandma, second uncle and second aunt, it's time to eat."

"Ah, it's about this hour. It just so happens that the second uncle is also hungry." Zhang Ruixiang, who was closest to the field, heard the words in dialect and hurriedly walked over to take up the burden, "Father, sister-in-law first." Take a rest, eat and work again."

Then he turned back and said to the dialect who was busy pouring water: "Okay, just put it here, we can do it ourselves, you go back quickly, the ground is too hot."

"It's okay, just for a while."

"Your second uncle is right. We'll take the burden back tonight. You should go back first."

Hearing the words from behind, Fang Yan hurriedly poured another bowl of water and handed it over, "Grandpa, drink the water first, I'll let it cool down."

The old man Zhang took the bowl and drank it. Seeing the dialect, he continued to stop him, "Why don't you listen to the child?"

"Old man, why are you rushing? That's a good intention." Zhang Luoshi who rushed over just heard it, and immediately yelled at his wife, "Brother Yan, don't be afraid, your grandpa has such a stubborn temper. But don't blame you Grandpa, he just can't talk."

Fang Yan shook his head and smiled: "Grandma, I know that you feel sorry for me. I just saw that everyone is so busy but I can't help anything, so...then grandpa and grandma, you eat, I will go back first, at home Only Xiaobao and the others I don't worry about, if the food doesn't suit your taste, just tell me, I'll change it next time."

Zhang Xiulian just wiped her hands casually on the apron in front of her, and while filling the meal for everyone, she smiled and scolded: "You child, this is very good, don't worry too much."

The others nodded while holding the bowls, and then urged him to go back.Dialect was really worried about the three of them in the family, so he no longer insisted on turning around and going back in a hurry.

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