The little sweetheart of the rough family

in a dream.

The smoke of wolves rose everywhere, covering the sky and the sun.

The sound of fighting, howling, and shocking red are everywhere, and the gurgling red liquid almost flows into a small river.

Follow the dream.

Behind the heavy veil, there is a hazy figure, the writhing body is as charming as a water snake, a slender snow-white jade hand brushes away the veil, and walks slowly in front of him.

There is a faint sweet fragrance lingering in the nose, and the soft body is tightly attached to his body.

Zhao Hou wanted to push the person who couldn't see his face away, but he felt as if he had been acupunctured, he couldn't move, he could only let the person continue to behave mischievously.

Just when the pair of weak and boneless hands pressed against his lower abdomen and went down.

The blurry face instantly became clear.

Red and moist lips, soul-stirring eyes and a bright red tear mole at the end of the eyes.

Zhao Hou suddenly woke up from his dream.

He sat up suddenly, panting heavily.The person beside him was still asleep, turned over because of his movement, clicked his red lips twice, and went back to sleep.

Zhao Hou regained his composure, and when he raised his legs to get out of bed, he suddenly noticed something strange.

He doesn't like to wear clothes when he sleeps, because Cheng Yanping is here, although he can not wear dirty clothes, he still has to wear dirty pants, but when he was moving just now, there was a slight coolness accompanied by a slippery feeling.

Like a thief, he quickly left the room.

Before Cheng Yanping woke up, he changed into clean trousers. He had just put on his clothes, and before he had time to wash up, he heard a "bang bang bang" knock on the door. Throwing the package into the wooden basin beside him, he walked a few steps to open the door.

The door was opened suddenly, the mayor lost his hand, and he almost fell into the house without strength.

"What time is it, why are you still sleeping?"

As he spoke, he looked into the yard again, "Where's Yan Ping?"

Zhao Hou said coldly: "I haven't woken up yet."

The mayor groaned, nodded and said, "He is weak, so he will inevitably be sleepy." He even lowered his voice a little.

Zhao Hou frowned.

They are also from Longmen Town, so the gap is too big.

The mayor pulled him out of the courtyard and closed the courtyard door again, only then did he resume his usual confident voice.

"Today, everyone in the town has time to pull out and transplant rice seedlings. You should pack up and go as soon as possible. No one will gossip."

gossip?

He has nothing to say.

Zhao Hou snorted coldly, turned around and went home.

The mayor said again: "It is enough for a family to leave one person. If Yan Ping is still ill, let him rest at home." After finishing speaking, he put his hands behind his back, shook his head and went to the next family, still muttering a poem.

"The servant is helpless to lift her up, and it's the time of Xin Chengenze. After all, it's a young man, and there is always no restraint."

A few days ago, I heard from that old man He Changming that Cheng Yanping's illness was caused by catching a cold, tsk tsk...

Young people, even relying on their physical strength, they don't know how to take care of themselves.

Today's sky is gloomy, so the time can't be seen clearly, and I even fell asleep.It's too late to make breakfast right now, so Zhao Hou took a bowl and went straight to the steamed stuffed bun shop after washing up.

Qian Jindou had a white towel on his shoulders, which he used occasionally to wipe off his sweat. Seeing guests coming, whether they were acquaintances or strangers, they all warmly welcomed them.

"Ten meat buns."

Qian Jindou moved the basket of buns that came out of the cage first to the table, and said with a smile, "Zhao Liehu, why are you getting up so late today?"

The dine-in guests sitting next to them were all acquaintances in the town, and they all laughed when they heard this.

Someone joked: "With such a fair and beautiful person at home, I'm willing to stay out of the house for three days."

The crowd laughed.

Zhao Hou didn't care about their teasing, but he reminded him that there was still one sleeping at home.So he changed his words: "Seven meat buns, three mushroom and green vegetable buns, and a bowl of soy milk."

"okay!"

Qian Jindou casually threw the copper plate that Zhao Hou handed over into the drawer.

......

Cheng Yanping slept very well this time.

After getting up, he called "Master" a few times, but when he didn't hear the answer, he knew that he must have gone to work in the fields.When passing by the main room, he saw a cover on the table. He remembered that it was not there before, and when he walked over to take a look, the corners of his lips curled up.

The soy milk was still steaming hot, and the smell of the steamed stuffed buns went straight into his nostrils.

He couldn't wait to reach out to grab a steamed stuffed bun, opened his mouth and was about to bite it down, only then remembered that he hadn't washed yet, put the steamed stuffed bun back with a disappointed face, and trotted to the well to wash up.

When he was in the capital before, he never tasted delicacies from mountains and seas, but he always felt that they were bland and tasteless. Since he came here and met Zhao Hou, the thing he looks forward to most every day is to think about the next meal what to eat.

Everything in Longmen Town is so novel, and the people here are also very kind and lovely. Since planning to settle here, Cheng Yanping feels that he really likes this place.

The affairs of Dingguo's mansion are a foregone conclusion, even if he has all-powerful abilities, he can't change the established facts.

The only thing he can do now is to live well. As long as he is alive, His Majesty will always give the rest of the Cheng family a way out if he cares about the friendship of the past.

As for other things, it is useless to think too much, it will only increase troubles and sorrows.

Longmen Town, for him, is both the end and the beginning.

A fresh start.

After breakfast, he swept the floor and fed the chickens. The big rooster in the chicken shed probably recognized him and stopped chasing him.After finishing all this, I went to my own house next door to have a look.

The craftsmen moved quickly, but within a few days the roof had been repaired, leaving only the finishing touches.

"The boss is here. Look at the craftsmanship, are you satisfied?"

The craftsman who was busy in the house heard the footsteps, poked out half of his head, and greeted warmly.

Cheng Yanping nodded, "Satisfied, why not? I see that your craftsmanship is better than the craftsmen in the capital." He looked around and saw that there was only one person, and said, "Why are you the only one today?"

The craftsman stopped what he was doing and looked at Cheng Yanping in surprise.

"Didn't your family Zhao Orhu tell you? The townspeople are busy planting rice these days."

Cheng Yanping's face seemed to be on fire, and it was hot for a while, and he only let out an "oh", and hurriedly fled back to the next door.

Since when did Zhao Hou belong to his family?

He waved the broom absent-mindedly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the dirty clothes in the wooden basin in the corridor. Ever since he lived in Zhao Hou's house, he ate and slept with other people every day. He mentioned that he would give some money Yes, but was scared away by Zhao Hou's look, and never dared to mention it again.

Since you can't give money, then do more work within your ability.

He put the clothes he had changed into the wooden basin together, and then went out the door with the wooden basin in hand.

Longmen Town washes clothes in Xiaocang Lake.

When you meet someone who is doing laundry on the road, you will warmly greet him, "I'm doing laundry!"

Cheng Yanping would smile and nod.

There are two very long stone slabs on the lakeside of Xiaocang Lake. Someone is already washing clothes, so he can only wait on the sidelines.

All the people who came to do the laundry were women, and he was the only man.

Kuang Chengyan was good-looking all his life, so everyone couldn't help but look at him a few more times, as if they wanted to see him clearly, Cheng Yanping had no choice but to smile awkwardly.

A bold woman said with a smile: "I see that you can read and write, how can you do this kind of work?"

With her at the beginning, everyone became more courageous.

The questions asked are also bolder than each other.

"Does Zhao Orion hurt people?"

"Why is Zhao Orion willing to let you out to wash clothes?"

Cheng Yanping's cheeks were flushed in embarrassment, and he wished he could run home immediately with the basin in hand. Seeing that he was thin-faced, everyone didn't ask any more questions, and finally waited until there was a seat, and he carried the basin in his hand.

There are only two or three pieces of clothes, and they are thin shirts in spring.

When he reached out to take out the clothes, his tentacles felt a little sticky, and the large sticky area was a little dry around it, as if it was covered with batter.

Cheng Yanping suddenly remembered something, and immediately panicked.

The woman at the side saw that his face was as red as a boiled shrimp, so she said, "Don't pay attention to them, women in the countryside just talk badly, there is nothing evil in them."

Cheng Yanping's heart was beating wildly, for fear of being seen.

Looking at this opportunity, he soaked his clothes in the water, and then heaved a long sigh of relief.

It was his first time washing clothes, and he was inexperienced, and the washing was slow. After the woman next to him finished washing, she glanced at him, as if she had something to say.

Cheng Yanping saw her embarrassment and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The woman licked her lips, and said after a long while: "I know you can read, can I trouble you to write a letter for me when you are not busy, my natal home is far away, and I can't go back once in a few years..."

Cheng Yanping looked up at her and readily agreed.

"Okay."

The woman thanked him and left, and made an appointment to find him at home in the afternoon.

In the paddy field not far away, Zhao Hou was bending over to plant seedlings, when the man beside him bumped him with an elbow, "Hey, look at the person in white on the river stalk, is it your little scholar? "

"Screw you!"

Zhao Hou scolded him, and when he straightened up, he saw Cheng Yanping holding the wooden basin from a distance, he seemed to be talking to someone else, occasionally there would be a few faint laughter.

Under the gloomy sky, that white dress seemed to be as soft as moonlight.

When the men at the side saw it, they all asked him in a tricky way, "Zhao Liehu, I can't see that you are a good moron|teacher, you just came to our town for a short time, and you even learned how to wash clothes. You can..."

"Zhao Liehu, is the little scholar's body as white as his face?"

"Is the waist also very soft?"

......

At this moment, Zhao Hou still has no intention to talk to them, his mind is full of that dream now, and the clothes he changed after the dream, I don't know if Cheng Yanping found out?

His face was hot, as if he had been burned.