Chongxi little husband

Dialects are awakened by heat.

Opening his eyes in a daze, he found that his eyes were still dark, and subconsciously wanted to turn over, but he almost cried out.

He opened his eyes all at once, scanned his surroundings and then closed them again. His body was still uncomfortable, but his mind was completely awake now.

The room was quiet, and he was the only one on the bed, and he didn't know where that person went.

Slowing down, feeling better, Fang Yan then lifted the quilt and sat up carefully, opened the mosquito net and looked around, only to find that it was already dawn outside, but the curtains were drawn and only dim light came in.

Coupled with a thick layer of mosquito nets, no wonder he thought it was still dark.

Putting on the clothes with small movements, in order to reduce the movement conveniently, Fang Yan simply dug out an old robe that Zhang Ji used before, and felt that it was still a bit empty, so he took another cloth strip and tied it around the waist, um, it's over.

When I went out, I found that it had rained outside, and the gravel floor in the small courtyard was still wet. The pomegranate tree in the corner was still dripping water from time to time, and the air was also filled with clear water vapor and the fragrance of plants and trees.

But it smells very refreshing and comfortable.

Looking at the slightly gloomy sky, taking a breath of fresh air, Fang Yan stretched his waist carefully with his lips curled up slightly.

The air is good, and people's mood can't help but feel comfortable.

Gululu——

Withdrawing his hand to touch his stomach, Dialect decided to fill his stomach before talking.

Just stepped out of the door and wanted to go to the kitchen to see if there was anything to do. By the way, I took the clothes I changed last night outside to soak and wash them later. Unexpectedly, before I finished stepping out, there was a sudden scream behind me, scaring me. It made him unsteady, and the tip of his left toe scraped against the threshold.

This moment immediately touched an indescribable part of the body, Fang Yan couldn't help baring his teeth, grabbing the door panel with one hand and supporting his waist with the other instinctively, he stabilized his figure before looking back.

md, where is the woman here?

A piece of skirt dangled by the door of the next room, Fang Yan was sure that he read it correctly, it was obviously a pink skirt that only women would wear.

Siji seems to wake up in the middle of the night and remember that it seems that Zhang Qi is back?

That--

I went to look at the next room again, and found that there were two eyes behind the door curtain looking this way, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Ha, now there is a good show to watch!

Fang Yan sneered in his heart, and turned around to leave as if he hadn't found the other party.

"You, you, stop!"

Fang Yan was slightly surprised, he didn't expect the other party to stop him, but he didn't intend to answer.

People in the big house, it's better not to talk indiscriminately, those are some four-legged shells, and they won't let go after biting.

Seeing that Fang Yan was young and thin, and dressed as a scholar, the woman behind the curtain became more courageous and spoke out again.

"Come on! Catch the thief!" The woman yelled, and then she said to the dialect: "Why are you so shameless? You want to run away when you are caught stealing while the owner is away? Steal your body quickly. Put down your things, or I will call someone to arrest you and take you to the government."

"……"What? ?

Unexpectedly, before the dialect could react, a man suddenly rushed out of the kitchen, grabbing a stick of firewood, "Where? Where is the thief?"

Seeing someone coming, the woman was even more unafraid, and ran out, "Brother Coachman, hurry up! Grab him quickly, don't let him escape."

It was the young coachman who rushed out. Seeing that the speaker was the woman who came back with the host's house, he was a little hesitant, but it was true that he had never seen a dialect, at least not since then.

But seeing that he was a clean and handsome scholar, and he was well dressed, he couldn't help but hesitate even more.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you catch him? If you run away, the master will come back later!" The woman yelled again.

The coachman hesitated again, but decided to come forward and stop the man first.

Looking back at the situation, dialect couldn't help being speechless and wanting to laugh, but happened to wait for him to speak again, when the door opened and someone walked in.

Before Fang Yan could turn around to look due to his inconvenient body, the woman over here suddenly rushed out with a whimper, and flung herself on the visitor with a coquettish cry.

"Master~"

Fang Yan couldn't help shivering, and happened to see the young coachman lower his mouth and lower his head, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows lightly, but he couldn't help opening his eyes wide when he saw the person coming in.

He was really shocked.

Zhang Ruizhong... Uncle? ? ?

Fang Yan blinked, looked at Zhang Ruizhong who was being hugged by a woman hand and foot, and then saw Zhang Qi coming out from behind, feeling that the world was a bit mysterious.

What kind of play is this?

It was also at this time that he remembered that the woman looked a few years older than Zhang Qi. Before, he thought that Zhang Qi had a special taste and liked older ones. She was mature... Now it seems that he was wrong. ?

Because it was indeed too shocking, the dialect didn't recover for a while.

The woman snuggled into Zhang Ruizhong's arms and cried, "Master, I was scared to death! There is a thief in the house. Fortunately, I found out, otherwise he would have come into the room. He keeps watching..."

"Pfft——" Fang Yan really couldn't hold it back. Ever since he saw this woman just now, he wanted to laugh, but now he couldn't hold back anymore. Seeing that everyone else was looking at him, Fang Yan quickly waved his hands, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a while...you go on, go on."

The woman opened her mouth, staring at Dialect's swinging left hand, her face turned blue and white, and she couldn't speak the following words.

"What? You don't want to say that he is a flower picker who wants to pick you again?" Zhang Qi suddenly said coolly.

"You..." The woman's expression changed again, and she looked at Zhang Qi with shame and indignation.

Zhang Ruizhong's face was also very exciting, he was both embarrassed and annoyed, and finally he shouted in a low voice, "Enough!" Then he suddenly waved away the woman's hand, and at the same time gave his son a hard look.

"master?"

Zhang Qi didn't bother with his father and the woman anymore. He looked up and down the dialect and sneered, "So you're here too. I saw Zhang Ji was so nervous before, baby, he didn't even let me and my father approach the door. I thought he was hiding someone inside."

Dialect also sneered, "Don't bother me, my Zhang Ji is a very well-behaved person, not like some people." Come together on an empty stomach, he really doesn't want to waste with these people anymore, and he is not in the mood.

"you……"

"Why are you stuck here?" Zhang Ji's warm and indifferent voice sounded from the door.

As soon as Zhang Qi turned around, he met Zhang Ji's ice-cold eyes, and his cheeks throbbed again, but when he saw Zhang Ji was still following behind him, his expression changed again and again, and finally he became cloudy and cloudy. Back away sideways.

Zhang Ji led the people in, and saw Fang Yan standing by the door at a glance, and saw the driver next to him holding dry firewood, turned his eyes again, and immediately saw the situation in the yard clearly.

His complexion sank, he turned his hand and gave the things in his hand to shopkeeper Yang who was following him, strode towards Fang Yan, and helped him up.

"what happened?"

Zhang Qi snorted lightly and turned his head away, but when he saw the man behind the crowd, he quickly straightened his face and stood up straight at the same time.

Seeing so much, seeing Zhang Ruizhong's expression was wrong, seeing Zhang Jihu's appearance in dialect, and clearly realizing the identity of that person from Zhang Qi's conversation, the woman's face also changed, and she didn't dare to speak anymore up.

Fang Yan secretly squeezed Zhang Ji's side waist. There are so many people coming from the house, so I don't know if he is inconvenient today?

Being too hungry makes me feel bad, and because of this inexplicable oolong incident, the trouble is even worse, so the dialect is rarely tempered.

"It's nothing, it's just that we want to wash clothes and have a meal together, and we are regarded as thieves."

Seeing Zhang Ji's gaze sweeping over, the coachman hurriedly dropped the dry firewood, "I, I just came out to take a look when I heard someone yelling to catch a thief. I don't know if it is, it is..." Looking at the clothes in dialect, he didn't know what to call him. , Can't help sweating profusely.

But Zhang Ji only noticed what the dialect said, and hurriedly said: "I brought you some food, go inside and eat."

Shopkeeper Yang knowingly handed over the food box in his hand, and called the waiters behind him, "Master, Ma'am, I was afraid that no one would burn it here, so I asked someone to bring some food here, but I didn't expect the young master to go out in person. Do you see?"

Dialect glanced over there, nodded, "Take it all in and put it on."

"Yes."

Fang Yan and others went in and turned to the back of the crowd, and greeted with a pleasant smile: "When did Second Brother Su arrive? You also met halfway?"

Zhang Ji replied with a smile: "Well, I also ran into him on the way back. Didn't you say you wanted to find something earlier, so you just invited him back together." The latter sentence was said in a softer voice.

Fang Yan was a little surprised, but he didn't expect this person to see his thoughts again, and he could always take care of his thoughts and help him get things done first.

This kind of people……

There was a trace of inexplicable feeling in my heart.But the feeling of being cared about by someone is really gratifying. After all, there are no accidents, and he is going to spend the rest of his life with the other party.

Looking at Zhang Ji, Fang Yan felt a slight heat in his heart, his physical discomfort seemed to subside a little, and his restless mood eased a lot.

"Haha." The man's hearty laughter interrupted the two of them looking at each other. Turning their heads away, it was the second brother Su who strode over and slapped Zhang Ji on the shoulder.

"I just entered the city gate at dawn. I didn't expect to meet Zhang Ji halfway by such a coincidence. It happened that the second brother hadn't seen you for a long time, so I came to have a look. What? My sister-in-law was bullied, how could she hurt you? "

Fang Yan smiled, "It's okay, I just scratched my feet accidentally before, and it's no longer a hindrance."

Hearing that Zhang Ji's face was slightly heavy, he hurriedly lowered his head to look at his feet, "Which side?" Before, he thought it was because he was not feeling well, but because there were too many people, he didn't show it too obviously. When I was in a hurry, I bent down and picked him up with a little effort, and put him on the stool in the room.

Everyone outside the door was taken aback.

Second brother Su raised half of his brows after being slightly stunned, touched his chin and followed with a smile.

Zhang Qi also stared wide-eyed. He felt that the two of them were sticky before, but he didn't expect to be so direct and bold.Then he curled his lips, thinking about it and followed him in, since someone delivered food to his door for free, he didn't eat for nothing.

I just ate a meat bun when I went out just now and I’m still not full.

In the end, only Zhang Ruizhong and the woman were left.

The woman peeked at the dark-faced Zhang Ruizhong, and called cautiously, "Master?"

Zhang Ruizhong looked down at her, pulled her hand away and said coldly: "Go back to your room first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

The woman's complexion changed, and she wanted to cry, but seeing the man's still determined expression, she had to grit her teeth and give a low reply, then turned and went back to the room.

Zhang Ruizhong stood for a while longer, then straightened his sleeves and walked towards the people who were talking and laughing in the main room.

The author has something to say: One more~

Zhang Ji: My wife is a thief?

People: No, they are flower pickers..

dialect:……