Chongxi little husband

[Silkworm Bao, do you know how to make dye? ]

[Um?Do you want to dye cloth? ]

[Yes, I have this idea, you know? ]

[Yes~ Are you still kissing today?I think you can have a French style this time, how about it? ]

[...You just need to tell me the method, and nothing else is needed, thank you. ]

[Okay~ You human beings are like this, you are always mother-in-law and mother-in-law, kiss as soon as you kiss, and don’t let people say it, it’s always troublesome, alas!Lele is better, he likes to listen to me talking about everything, adults are also troublesome, what he says is different from what he thinks in his heart, so I like it, hehe~ If I grow up in the future, I will definitely not be like this! ]

[……Thanks!I'm going to bed, Mr. Canbao should also go back to the nest, children should go to bed early so that they can grow up quickly. ]

Dialect silently picked up the fat bug lying on the white paper as if he was also a part of the white paper, and put it in the small basket on the window sill, then picked up the small silk scarf hanging on the edge to cover it (since it was woven After the cloth it opens the request).

A small fat bug was embroidered on one corner of the silk scarf.

[Good night! ]

Canbao moved, exposed his head and raised his head angrily to stare at the dialect, but he didn't wait any longer and turned away.

After thinking about it, Canbao carefully climbed onto the edge of the basket, thinking that he was well hidden and only peeked with his eyes, but he didn't know that his whole head was hanging on the edge.

Zhang Ji walked in and just saw it, followed by looking over to the bed, and saw that Fang Yan was making the bed, so he moved his steps calmly, stood in front of the window, flicked his fingers lightly, Canbao screamed uncontrollably fell down.

"what happened?"

Hearing the movement, Fang Yan looked back, only to see Zhang Ji standing in front of the window smiling at him, and looking at the basket on the window sill, there was nothing unusual.

"Chirp!" Your man is bullying the baby!Can Bao struggled to turn around on the bottom, the slender feet on both sides slashed in the air, and screamed in protest.

"What's wrong with it?" Fang Yan came over to look at it, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. Hearing Canbao's angry accusation in his mind, and looking at Zhang Ji with an innocent face, he really didn't know what to say.

In the end, he helped Canbao turn over and covered it, and at the same time pulled Zhang Ji away from the window sill, urging them to sleep quickly like raising two children.

Zhang Ji was very honest and went to bed as soon as he was told to sleep. Fang Yan thought of getting up in the middle of the night to check the silkworm room, so he went to bed early.

As for whether there are any relatives that Canbao misses, who knows after the lights are turned off~

***

This place is in the south, the spring sun makes people sleepy lazily, and the speed of the carriage is not fast, the dialect is dangling and closes the eyes without paying attention, and then the body tilts and falls down with the shaking, Fortunately, Zhang Ji has been paying attention, and hastily stretched out his arms to hug him, let him lean on his body, and has no intention of waking him up.

Looking up at the sky, after thinking about it, he took the straw hat that his aunt had stuffed and put it on himself, then turned his head to shield him from the sun as much as possible.

Looking at the light blue in Fang Yan's eyes, Zhang Ji's eyes were dark, his arms around his body were slightly tightened, he lowered his lips and touched his forehead lightly, and then pulled the reins to make the horse go slower.

It would be more comfortable to let Fang Yan sleep in the car, but Zhang Ji found that he didn't want to let go even if he was holding him in his arms, even if he couldn't move half of his body, he would be willing to die.

There are no naughty brothers, no silkworms and chickens full of backyards to worry about, or other people in the family, except for the sound of birds, insects, wind, and horseshoes on the road, there are only the two of them here, and there is no one on the mountain road. So many scruples, a rare moment of relaxation.

Sure enough, grandma was right in not letting Xiaobao and the others follow.

Zhang Ji is satisfied here, but Zhang Yi at home over there is having a quarrel.

In the morning, I woke up very excitedly, thinking about going to the town with my second brother, but before I had breakfast, his mother and grandma came over, and Big Niu also set up the car early. The things were also loaded into the car, and we were waiting for breakfast.

In the end, before he climbed into the car, his mother slipped him down. Just as he was about to protest, even his grandma didn't follow him. Just like his mother, he didn't agree to follow him. What did you say about the second brother and the elder brother? He is on business, he knows it, isn't it just to see Old Master Su, he...he can also go with him.

He...he also misses his wife very much...

It's a pity that his mother and grandma suppressed all these tricks of his, and in the end he could only watch his second brother and brother drive away with tears in their eyes.

When the car left the village, Zhang Xiulian immediately let go of her son's ears, clapped her hands and helped her mother-in-law into the house, muttering softly as she walked.

"Mother, let the two of them spend more time alone this time, so that things can go faster."

"Yeah, it's a good thing you're thoughtful. If Xiaobao and the others follow, they must be busy taking care of them again. It's Xiaobao crying like that..."

"Mother, don't pay attention to him, he's just used to it, let's go, I'll help them feed the chickens, Brother Yan said that some silkworms are ready to make cocoons, and we will tie some more rice stalks later."

"Well, let's go, I'll go back and get some straw and go there later."

After a while, the two disappeared behind the door, leaving only Zhang Yi and Fang Jin in place.Fang Jin patted Zhang Yi to comfort him, "Xiaobao, let's go back too."

Zhang Yi looked at him sobbing, still crying, "Mother, why didn't you let us go with you? Brother Fang Jin, you want to go too, right?"

He even said that he missed his wife.

Fang Jin couldn't figure it out either, but just now the elder sister said she wouldn't let him go with her, so he was obedient and didn't argue to go.

Looking at Zhang Yi, Fang Jin thought for a while and said, "Why don't we go pick up snails again? Let brother fry fried snails for us when he comes back."

Zhang Yi unconsciously licked his lips as soon as he heard it, and nodded after weighing it, "Okay, let's pick up a lot, and feed the small ones to the chickens."

"Well, let's go back and get the bucket."

"Let's go~ go to my father's place today."

"Okay."

As soon as this was mentioned, the two young boys quickly put their unhappiness behind them, happily rushed home to get the small wooden bucket, and ran to Zhang Yi's field. When Zhang Xiulian remembered her son again and wanted to coax her, But no figure was found.

I didn't think too much about whether I found anyone. I thought I was going to play somewhere, so I was busy again.

The people who were busy plowing in the fields saw Fang Jin and Zhang Yi holding a bucket and a pole, they couldn't help laughing and teasing, and when they saw what they were touching in the two fields, All a little curious.

"Did Boy Yi catch any fish?"

"If your family doesn't have one, there are plenty at Uncle's side. Do you want to come to Uncle's side to catch them?"

"There are many around my house, come to my house~"

……

Zhang Ruixiang smiled while helping the plow, and didn't interrupt. The old man Zhang led the cow and looked at the two smiling, but he began to pay attention to his feet. If he saw a round, black guy beside his feet, he would kick him Tanabe, it will be convenient for the grandchildren to come and pick it up later.

Later, the people next to them couldn't help being surprised when they saw what they had caught, and suddenly remembered some words they heard yesterday.

The person who was on good terms with Zhang Ruixiang came over and asked in a low voice, "You...you take it back for food? Is there something wrong at home?"

Instead, Zhang Ruixiang was dumbfounded by the question, "No, my family is fine."

"Why does that person always talk about you, heck, why did the stepboy pick up these snails to eat? Is there something wrong with him? I heard that he committed a crime..."

"No! Absolutely not!" Zhang Ruixiang shook his head again and again, his face a little ugly, "Who is chewing his tongue? How do you talk? My step-child is fine! It's just a child who has been addicted to eating, so how can he say it is Like that?"

The person who spoke looked a little embarrassed, and quickly followed up with a smile: "That's right! I told my daughter-in-law too, and told her not to listen to those people's nonsense... It's fine to be fine, but this snail is just a shell. The livestock at home don't eat, they..."

Zhang Ruixiang's face softened slightly, "There is no meat, but let the children eat if they like it. But don't say it, it tastes really good, especially if you and your father have a good drink, it's a good appetizer."

The man's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Of course, brother Yan made it, and he sent a bowl to our family. It tastes really good." But it depends on how your wife's craftsmanship is, anyway, brother Yan has nothing to say!

Zhang Ruixiang laughed, but deliberately didn't say what to do, only said that Zhang Ji and Fang Yan went to town today, and they probably won't come back until a few days later.

He didn't expect that the man would tell his father when he left, and then he went to get some snails out of curiosity, but he didn't know what to do. He thought that Zhang Ruixiang's flickering anger would come to him, but he happened to catch up with Zhang Xiulian to coax him. My son learned how to fry a plate, and the Zhang family felt that the taste was not as delicious as the dialect, but after the man tasted it, he really believed what Zhang Ruixiang said before, and asked his wife to come and learn from Zhang Xiulian when he returned.

Then he brought his neighbors... In just two days, the fried snail spread spread in the village, and almost every table had a plate of fried snails every day.

Dialect, who was discussing the cloth issue with shopkeeper Yang in the town, never thought that his gluttony would almost wipe out the snail lions in Ping'an Village, nor did he think that some people were secretly gritted their teeth with hatred.

I thought I could watch the jokes of the two of them, but I didn't want to, but it made the villagers have a better impression of them.

"Shopkeeper Yang, do you know which dyeing house is the best in this town?"

Shopkeeper Yang was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses and replied with a smile: "Ma'am, there is only one Tong's cloth shop in our town, and the Tong's is the only one with a dyeing house."

"Only one family?" Fang Yan fell into deep thought after hearing this.

"Yes. Madame asked this but..."

Zhang Ji, who had just walked in, stretched out his hand to stop Shopkeeper Yang before he finished speaking, so he stopped talking and went out softly.

Zhang Ji went to sit across from him and poured tea from a pot.

The clear sound of pouring water brought the dialect back to his senses, and when he saw Zhang Ji on the opposite side, his eyebrows and eyes frowned, "I'm back."

Zhang Ji also smiled, "Well, have you rested?"

Fang Yan stretched his waist and smiled, "Yes, I never thought I could sleep all the way."

Zhang Ji put the teacup in front of him, and said helplessly, "You haven't slept well, don't think about it when you come out today, and take a good rest for two days."

Dialect originally wanted to say that it was impossible, but when he saw Zhang Ji's expression, his words changed and he nodded with a smile.

"Okay."