The little sweetheart of the rough family

"O...do...he..."

When the cock crowed, Zhao Hou opened his eyes.After a brief absence, I realized that there was someone more in my arms.

The man curled up in his arms, a small ball.

Zhao Hou turned his head and saw Cheng Yanping's sleeping face. The man was sleeping peacefully and well-behaved, as if he was not the same person as the person who jumped on his back last night and said thank you softly in his ear.

The man's eyelashes were long and curly, maybe he dreamed of something delicious, and his moist lips smacked twice.

Zhao Hou fixed his eyes on his ruddy lips, and stretched out his index finger out of nowhere.

There was an amazing softness when the fingertips touched the lips. Just as he was in a daze, the person in his arms uttered some inaudible ravings. He was so frightened that he quickly withdrew his fingers, and then got out of bed as if fleeing. .

The sky was gloomy and drizzling.

He was panting, his muscular chest was heaving violently, and there seemed to be countless hot currents rushing down from his whole body. He walked into the rain irritably, brought a bucket of water up, and poured it on his head.

The well water is cold, but it can't quench the heat wave in the body.

He must be sick.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to dream of a man, how could it be possible to have different thoughts about a man?

He poured two more buckets of water, and the burning heat in his body gradually subsided.

He went to the kitchen with a sullen face. After lighting the fire, he took out the bowl containing lard from the cupboard, dug a large spoonful into the pot with a spoon, and slowly heated the iron pot, and the white lard gradually melted.

He poured the leftover rice from last night into the pot and started to stir fry it.

When it is almost cooked, sprinkle with a little salt.

I have to do farm work these days, so I have to eat a full breakfast in the morning. Fried rice with lard is easy to make and very filling.

Zhao Hou filled a large bowl, and when he was squatting on the porch to eat, Cheng Yanping came out of the room with his eyes wide open. Although he was not fully awake, his handsome nose was wrinkled into a ball. As if eating food, he leaned close to him.

"Master, what delicious food did you make again?"

The idea in his eyes was confused, and when he saw the lard fried rice in Zhao Hou's bowl, it disappeared without a trace, and then he was very happy.

Zhao Hou used a large bowl to eat, and the rice in the bowl was shiny with oil, which made people salivate. He took a deep breath, and then trotted all the way to the well to wash.

After washing up, he rushed into the kitchen. Zhao Hou ate quietly, while Cheng Yanping ran past him like a little white rabbit, and then ran past. Besides the smell of rice, there seemed to be more in the air. A faint sweet smell.

That was the smell of Cheng Yanping.

The two have shared the bed for many days, it is impossible for Zhao Hou to smell it wrong.At first, he thought that the sons of the aristocratic family would use some cosmetics like women, but the two of them lived in the same room for so many days, but he never saw Cheng Yanping using any cosmetics or ointments.

He couldn't figure it out, do men also have deodorant?

Cheng Yanping served the rice, took a ponytail and sat down next to Zhao Hou, he skillfully drove half of the rice into Zhao Hou's bowl.

"I've filled all the rice in the pot. I can't eat that much. Master, you have to work these days, so you need to eat more..."

He was chirping like a sparrow on a tree.If it was in the past, Zhao Hou would definitely feel noisy and flustered, but now looking at the fair face so close at hand, the man's face is not only white, but the skin is even more delicate, even if he is so close, he can't even see the pores.

Zhao Hou continued to eat sullenly.

Cheng Yanping didn't notice the strangeness of the man beside him at all, and continued: "Master, is it difficult to pull the seedlings?"

"What about transplanting rice seedlings?"

"When the seedlings are planted, when can they be harvested?"

......

He always had so many questions, Zhao Hou didn't answer every question, and occasionally answered two of them.Holding the bowl in his hand, Cheng Yanping suddenly felt that such a good morning.

It doesn't matter if it's drizzling.

In the past, he hated rainy days, because he couldn't go anywhere, even the garden, but today it was different, even the drizzle like cow hair seemed a little cute.

When I was in the capital, the rules in the mansion were very strict, and it was very cold and not lively at all.

Unlike now, he can say whatever he wants and ask whatever he wants.

If there is a chance in the future, he will invite all his clansmen to Longmen Town. If possible, it is best to settle here and never return to the capital.

Zhao Hou finished eating first.

"The weather is bad today, so don't go down to the ground."

It is said that Cheng Yanping is not going to do it anymore. He dreamed last night that he was going to plant rice seedlings in the field. He looked at him anxiously, "Master, my illness is all cured. I went to dig horseshoes yesterday. You are fine. let me go."

Zhao Hou didn't speak, got up and went back to the kitchen.

Cheng Yanping ate the rice in the bowl in two mouthfuls. Taking advantage of the time between his meals, Zhao Hou rummaged through the utility room and found a coir raincoat with great difficulty. Although it was a little dusty, it was still usable. Handed over the coir raincoat.

"Put it on!"

The straw coir raincoat was originally loose, and it would be even more inconvenient to move around after wearing it. Cheng Yanping was determined to learn farm work, so he didn't want to. He was about to say no to wearing it, but Zhao Hou preempted him.

"Stay at home if you don't wear it, and you are not allowed to go anywhere."

Cheng Yanping resented, seeing Zhao Hou turned around, raised his fist at his back.

"Just wear it."

Anyway, when he got to the field, he would have to take it off again. By then, everyone else would be outside. Could it be possible that he could forcefully drive him back?

After getting dressed, the two went out.

After walking not far, I saw a woman hurriedly approaching, and seeing Cheng Yanping who was huddled in the coir raincoat from a distance, he smiled, "It's a lucky coincidence, if it's a little later, there will be no one at home. people."

He stuffed a few salted duck eggs in his pocket into Cheng Yanping's hands.

"This is pickled at home, take a few for you and Zhao Orion to try."

Cheng Yanping refused to accept it, but the woman said: "It's not a valuable item. If Mister refuses to accept it, I won't dare to ask you to write letters for me in the future."

The coir raincoat is already big, but the person who wears it more and more is small and exquisite.

Cheng Yanping had no choice but to accept it, and thanked him again.

Women come and go quickly.

Zhao Hou glanced at the salted duck egg in his arms, "Send it back."

"Hey!"

Cheng Yanping turned around and ran back, ran two steps and then turned back, "Then you can't leave me and go first."

The two of them watched through the rain curtain.

Seeing Zhao Hou nodding his head, Cheng Yanping happily ran back home, put the salted duck eggs in the cupboard, then hurried back, went out and saw Zhao Hou standing where he was, he was as happy as something, trotted He came to his side.

"Let's go."

Lixia has passed and the temperature has risen.

Even if it's raining, it doesn't matter. In the paddy fields outside the town, no one wears coir raincoats.Cheng Yanping raised his arm to Zhao Hou in anger, "I told you not to wear it, but you insisted on letting me wear it, and now everyone is laughing at me."

Zhao Hou said in a deep voice.

"They're used to it, and it's okay to be exposed to a little rain." After speaking, he glanced at Cheng Yanping again, as if asking "What about you?".

When he got to the edge of the field, Cheng Yanping discovered that there is a division of labor in farming.

Some people pull out seedlings in the field, then tie them with rope and transport them to the field where they need to be planted. At first, he thought that transporting seedlings was a simple job, but only after seeing it did he realize that it was not an easy job.

Not only strength is required, but also accuracy is required.

The transporter stood by the edge of the field and threw the bundled seedlings into the paddy field in roughly the same order.Sometimes there are four bundles in a row, and five bundles when the field is a little larger. And regardless of the weight of the seedlings, it is necessary to throw them accurately and well, and it still requires a lot of arm strength and eyesight.

"Master, go ahead, I'll just watch over here and never go into the water."

Cheng Yanping held up his fingers in a pretentious manner, swearing to the sky.

Zhao Hou stared at him for a while, and saw that he seemed to be telling the truth, so he went to work in the field on the other side.

As soon as this Zhao Hou left, Cheng Yanping took off his coir raincoat, rolled up his trousers and got out of the seedling field.There are a few women who are pulling out the rice seedlings. They have quick hands and feet, and they can make a bundle in the blink of an eye.

The water in the field was a bit cold, so he walked over while wading through the water, imitating their movements of pulling out seedlings, but when he bent down and tried hard, the seedlings broke in the middle, and he fell into the water without strength.

The women laughed loudly, and the one nearby quickly reached out to help him up.

"Young young man, pulling seedlings is not like this. You have to apply force to the roots so that the seedlings can be completely pulled up."

Cheng Yanping is smart, and after several trials, he gradually found the trick.

It's just that the work of pulling out the seedlings is really hard, and he needs to bend over all the time, and his movements are jerky, so he finally pulled out a handful of seedlings, and it took a lot of effort to tie them with straw ropes.

After working for a while, he went to look for Zhao Hou in the field not far away.

Seeing that he was completely soaked, Zhao Hou glared at him.

Cheng Yanping went down to the field with a playful smile, "It's already wet anyway, master, teach me how to transplant rice seedlings."

Zhao Hou continued to work expressionlessly, ignoring him.

Cheng Yanping made another solemn oath.

"I promise, I'll go back in a while, stay at home obediently in the afternoon, and never come out."

Zhao Hou straightened up, and cast a condescending glance at him.

I believe in you.

Whoever said that he couldn't get into the water just now, as soon as he left, this person couldn't wait to get in.

Transplanting rice seedlings is also a technical job. Not only do you have to bend over all the time, but you also have to test your eyesight and level. Eyesight means that the seedlings must be in a line, horizontally and vertically, and the seedlings must be inserted into the soil, otherwise they will float in a while stand up.

In order not to deal with Cheng Yanping's aftermath and delay the progress of the farm work.

It was only noon when Cheng Yanping was driven home by Zhao Hou.

Cheng Yanping's face was full of displeasure, and he walked towards the edge of the field with his lips pouting. When he landed on the shore, he found something lying on his calf.

When he touched it with his hand, it was soft and could move.

"what......"

He screamed in fright, and shouted with a crying voice: "Zhao Hou, Zhao Hou, save me, there are insects biting me..."

As soon as he yelled, everyone in the field laughed.

Zhao Hou walked to the edge of the field amidst the laughter of the crowd.

The man stood there not daring to move, his eyes were red like a rabbit.

Zhao Hou glanced at his legs, the man's calf was slender and fair, with a leech lying on it.

He stretched out his hand to remove the leech, and with a single effort, he held the person on his shoulder.

Everyone laughed when they saw it.

Cheng Yanping's face was so hot that he could boil an egg, he argued in a low voice: "Master, let me down, I can walk by myself."

Zhao Hou didn't let go, the arms around his legs tightened tightly.

master?

Didn't you just call Zhao Hou by first and last name in a hurry?

Do you know how to call master now?

late!