Chongxi little husband

"This is?"

Dialect asked subconsciously, but this time he opened it very slowly, but Zhang Ji only smiled and motioned for him to see that he didn't answer him.

Fang Yan glanced at Zhang Ji, then at the paper in his hand, he was really worried that what he would see when he opened it was another stack of deeds of prostitution...

Zhang Ji looked at him and easily understood his thoughts. He couldn't help smiling indulgently, and stretched out his slender fingers to open it for him.

Dialect glanced at it reflexively, then opened his eyes wide, with shock on his face, grabbed the paper, "This is it?"

After seeing it clearly, he looked up and saw that Zhang Ji's face was full of disbelief.

"Hmm." Zhang Ji seemed to know what he was going to ask, and answered with a smile and a nod.

Fang Yan was ecstatic at first, rushed over to hug Zhang Ji and kissed him hard.This action made Zhang Ji's face change with fright, and he quickly opened his hands to protect him, fearing that he would accidentally fall down.

"Be careful." Helpless.

"Hey~" Dialect laughed happily twice, and simply sat astride his lap with his legs open, and looked at the oil lamp again.

In fact, there are not many, it just looks like several sheets in a stack when folded, only two sheets.However, compared to the previous deeds, these two pieces of paper made Dialect even more happy.

"When did you get it?" It was two land deeds, one for [-] mu and the other for [-] mu, plus what they have now.

Haha, they are small landlords now.

Joyfully, suddenly thought of something, suddenly paused, raised his eyes to look at Zhang Ji with worry: "This is yourself..."

Zhang Jiqing shook his head before he finished speaking, "No, I did this before Mr. Fu left. This is what the master gave us." As he spoke, he wrapped his waist tightly with one hand to protect him, raised the other hand and lightly brushed the hair hanging in front of his ear, then followed his arm to his abdomen, and touched it lightly.

"How is it? Did you behave today?" It is said that the baby in the womb will move at some point, and he looks forward to it every day.

Fang Yan followed to see his stomach, and couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard the words, and said, "How old is he? How can he move now! And he can't understand at all, right?"

Since the diagnosis, about some pregnant women, no, things that pregnant women need to pay attention to and understand, whether it is grandma, aunt, or uncle who comes to work at home, I can’t wait to tell him three times a day, so for children He doesn't understand and understands the matter of being able to move.

Feeling the slight swelling under the palm, the warm temperature spread to the palm, as if he could feel the children inside breathing with their breathing, Zhang Ji was a little excited and had some indescribable feelings. The strange thing is that when I put my hand on it, I don't want to leave it, and I feel that no matter how much I touch it, it is not enough.

Dialect waited for a while but still had the heart to brush his hand away, "Your hands are hot."

Ever since Zhang Ji got well, his palms have always been warm. It’s okay in winter, but it’s a bit of a pain in summer when the stove is used. In addition, after pregnancy, his stomach has always been hot. Now it’s hot again. Two phases In addition, the dialect feels uncomfortably hot after a while.

So at night, he changed into a silk shirt, which he asked his sister Fang Yate to sew loosely, not to mention comfortable and cool.

The only downside is that it slides off and falls off too easily.

No, he only moved a little more, and the collar on one shoulder slid off, revealing half of Bai Shengsheng's shoulder.

Fang Yan was keenly aware of the difference in the man's eyes, and immediately pulled up his collar vigilantly and wanted to get up and leave, but for a moment he forgot that he still had an arm around his waist.

escape?That is impossible.

The back of the neck was also pressed by a hand. Before he could react, his lips were blocked, and his jaw was easily broken into...

When being hugged to the bed, something unknown stuck on his back, Fang Yan didn't pay attention and let out a cry of pain, Zhang Ji reacted quickly, immediately took his shoulders to support him away, touched with one hand, and found something.

"Ah—this is the medicine pot Mo Langzhong gave me."

The two went to look at the things Zhang Ji touched at the same time, and then they exclaimed in dialect, then their faces became hot, and they said embarrassedly: "I remember putting it away...how could it be on the bed?"

Zhang Ji looked at the small green jar and raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Really." Seeing him like this, dialect's face became even hotter, and he didn't know why he felt embarrassed and guilty, and hurriedly explained: "He stuffed it for me himself, and I am also very puzzled, and I don't even say what kind of medicine it is. Just say it's good for me... Hey! What are you doing? Don't touch me."

Zhang Ji opened the plug with one hand, sniffed it in front of his nose, his eyes flashed, then he looked at the dialect whose face was getting redder and redder, slowly bent the corners of his lips, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Let's try Will you know if you try it?"

"What? Hey! Wait—"

……

The next day, when Fang Yan opened his eyes, he found that the people around him were still there.

"Don't you need to go to the yamen today?"

It must have been several days since he woke up in the other party's arms, Fang Yan yawned and squinted his eyes without any scruples, and asked sleepily.

Although he was a little pretentious in his heart that a man would be attached to another person's arms, but he had to admit that at the moment he was a little attached.Probably after getting along with this person for a long time, he feels that he can accept any behavior of the other person and is used to it.

"Well, I won't go today. Is there any discomfort? Do you want me to ask Mo Langzhong to take a look?"

"Don't." Dialect stopped him hastily, turned over and looked at Zhang Jili with a serious look, "Although it's okay to do this, it shouldn't be done too often, but your son is still here."

Zhang Ji stroked his stomach with a smile, but was slapped away by the dialect. It was too dangerous to start his hands and feet in the morning.

Zhang Ji didn't care, instead he helped him pull his clothes to cover his stomach, and said with a light smile, "Then do you want to continue to sleep for a while?"

Dialect turned his head to look at the window, saw the light coming in from behind the curtains, and hurriedly refused, "No, I guess it's getting late, I have an appointment with Second Brother Su and the others today, let's get up, besides, my son said he was hungry."

When the words fell, his stomach gurgled in a very appropriate way, which caused Zhang Ji to laugh, and the dialect was not angry. This kind of thing happened to him almost every day when he got up. Sometimes the meal was not in time, and it would be in front of everyone Unscrupulous roar.

Uncle Fu was not there, and only after asking did he find out that he took people to Renshan Mountain early in the morning, so the dialect was put aside for the time being, and he only told Mrs. Du to wash and prepare the dishes, and send them away when the guests came. People go down to work.

Fang Yan and Zhang Ji were picking mulberries while talking and waiting for Second Brother Su. Fortunately, he arrived soon, along with shopkeeper Yang.

As soon as Second Brother Su entered the door, he went straight to the grape rack, staring at the grapes on it, drooling, and seeing Gu Qiu, who came in behind, looking very helpless, feeling really ashamed.In the end, he simply stopped looking and turned towards the dialect. After taking a good look at the person, he nodded with a smile and said, "You look good, very good. When I heard about it before, I wanted to come here with your second brother, but You must be busy then, and now I just come to see you."

Originally, I wanted to ask how it felt, but I didn't ask when I saw Dialect's obviously fleshier face.

Fang Yan smiled, and he was also happy to see Gu Qiu, "I wanted to follow him to the town to see you, but grandma and the others didn't agree, so the delay is now.

Let's just talk here, the smell is a bit strong in the back. "

Seeing Gu Qiu looking towards the backyard, Fang Yan hurriedly explained, dragged the people to sit down under the shelf, and called shopkeeper Yang to come over.

"Second Senior Brother, it will take some time for the grapes to be eaten, and the current ones are too sour." Seeing that Second Brother Su still couldn't bear the grapes on his head even if he sat down, Fang Yan smiled and pushed the mulberry fruit basket over at the same time, "Eat this ,Sweet."

Gu Qiu pulled Second Brother Su angrily, feeling extremely embarrassed, "I'm not familiar with him even if I stare at him! Junior brothers are talking about business."

Only then did Second Brother Su smile coyly, "I don't know why you came to us?"

The dialect was not wordy, but he did not give an answer immediately. Instead, he took the three of them to the opposite door of their room. Xiaojin and Zhang Yi used to sleep together, but now they both live with Chen Daniu at the foot of the mountain. The side is left empty.

As soon as the door opened, Second Brother Su and the other three were stunned.

Shopkeeper Yang was the most excited. He couldn't hold back and went in first. He touched the cloth on the shelf with a face full of shock, "This, this, is this all silk?"

Second Brother Su and Gu Qiu were equally shocked.Second brother Su didn't go in, but turned to ask the smiling dialect next to him, "Are these from this year?"

"Well, these are the first batch. The main reason is that I don't have enough manpower here. That's all for now. But I came to you today to ask whether the dyeing of the Tong family in our town is good enough. You have also seen it. These haven't been dyed yet."

No!The stack on the shelf is all white.

Gu Qiu picked up a roll, opened it, touched it again and again, his face was full of love, and he looked up, "Why do I think yours are better than the ones your second brother brought back from Jiangnan before, are they slippery?"

[Hum!of course!It doesn't matter who raised them. ] Silkworm Bao hummed triumphantly in the dialect's ear, with his head raised high.

Dialect was amused when he heard it, he stroked it comfortingly, and answered Gu Qiu modestly, "It's good to be similar to them, but I'm worried that these are not up to standard and won't be sold."

"Sell it! You can definitely sell it!" As soon as the dialect finished speaking, Second Brother Su suddenly shouted. He took a look at the two while they were talking, and was even more surprised.

Indeed, as his husband said, he has traveled all over the years, not to mention that he has seen fabrics from various places, but he has also seen seven or eight, and he can more or less discern those that are good and those times, so in detail After reading the cloth in dialect, I was shocked but also excited.

Looking forward to the cooperation between the two parties.

Shopkeeper Yang also nodded frequently, "Master, Zhengjun, don't worry, as long as we put out such materials, they will be snatched up. It's the same even in the city!"

Zhang Ji raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. Canbao was so crowded that he had to change places quickly. Zhang Ji just glanced at it and ignored it for the time being. A safe dyeing factory dyes the cloth and then sells it, but we don’t know many people, so we have to ask you.”

Shopkeeper Yang, the second elder brother of Su, fell into deep thought at the same time.

The Tong's family in the town is really good at dyeing cloth, but after seeing these silk satins, the two of them agreed to deny it in their hearts.

Zhang Ji continued: "Originally, the best thing for us is to dye it ourselves, but the medicinal materials that Yan'er and I found before have just grown, and it may take another year to use them, so this year we can only find someone else.

I don't know how many are there, but there is someone to choose? "