It turns out that you are undefeated in the East

I had a very happy lunch. Eating alone is always easy to waste. I have been here for two months and have been busy furnishing the house, familiarizing myself with the unclear memory of the original owner, and adapting to an almost completely unfamiliar living environment.

The social productivity is not so strong, it is not easy to satisfy the appetite. Farmers basically only eat two meals a day during the busy farming season, and some poor people even eat only one meal a day, with less salt, less oil and less meat.

A pot of fragrant fish soup, a plate of sweet and sour pork tenderloin, a plate of minced garlic eggplant, and a plate of stir-fried bitter gourd. People here almost enjoy eating without spicy food. Ming is not addicted to spicy food, and there is a patient in the family, so he only picked up a few non-spicy dishes that he wanted to eat and made them.

The corners of his mouth turned up, looking at the little food left, the other party seemed to like it, his cooking skills are awesome, his eyes were squinted, his face was as motionless as a mountain, and the villain in his mind was jumping happily , Master is so awesome, cooking is so delicious, hahahaha.

"Brother Fang, it's good to rest, I'll clean up." After clearing the table neatly, Mo Wuming walked to the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks.

"En." Fang Mian nodded, watched Mo Wuming tidy up the tables and chairs, walked out of the room, sat quietly for a while, and walked to the back room.

Mo Wuming returned to the desk in the back room when he cleaned up the room in the morning. Fang Mian slowly moved to the desk, opened the medicine package on the table, fiddled with it, looked and smelled it, and closed it expressionlessly. .

It is not easy for him to move around with this injury, in order to recover as soon as possible, it is advisable to lie down more, but the medicine has not been taken yet...

Time passed by frame by frame, Fang Mian frowned while sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, and stood up slowly while leaning on the chair. Why is it taking so long? What is that man delaying?

"You, I'm going to make medicine now." The door was pushed open with a slam, and the four eyes met suddenly, and it was quickly closed again.

"..." Fang Mian.

Mo Wuming finished washing the dishes in the kitchen, and then sat at the door in a daze. He usually likes to take a nap when he has time. Today, he looked at the main house behind him. He was not used to it.

"Hey, medicine!" Suddenly remembering to boil Fang Mian's traditional Chinese medicine, he stood up abruptly.Anyway, people paid 100 taels, the service must be in place.

Quickly pushing open the door, Fang Mian's thin figure stared straight into his eyes, inexplicably feeling a little guilty, he kept a lot of words in his throat, and only uttered a sentence to make medicine.Taking a deep breath, Mo Wuming walked out quickly with a warm smile on his face while holding the medicine.The door behind him closed, and his shoulders slumped instantly, "Why do you feel so embarrassed?".

Looking at the man's slightly frowning brows, I felt flustered, what did I not do well? "啪", patted his forehead and muttered nonsense, why are they so sensitive, not all orphans are as concerned about other people's emotions as they are like themselves, obviously they have been tempered into iron-faced diamonds in the modern workplace, so it is difficult to come to such a primitive farming era , the spirit is relaxed, and the sensitivity of childhood is back? ?

Mo Wuming carefully handed the boiled medicine to Fang Mian, "I took the dose for 3 days, and I will get the medicine later."

"Ok".

"Here, candied fruit".

Fang Mian looked at the bag of candied fruit in surprise, his eyes moved up a little bit along the knuckle fingers, on the gentle face, the eyes were a little too agile at this moment.

"Take it, the medicine is so bitter", stared at by those waveless eyes, why are you so panicked, your hands want to shake.

Huh, the other party took the candied fruit, Mo Wuming quickly withdrew his hand, and shook it secretly behind his back. His eyes were so dark that they looked like abysses, and the more they looked, the deeper they looked, and he didn't do anything bad. It seemed like he was seeing a big leader. All stand up.

"Brother Fang, you will take a nap at home later, and I will go to the carpenter in the afternoon to get the bathtub I bought earlier."

Fang Mian slowly chewed the candied fruit in his mouth. It was sweet and sour. This compote coaxes itself into medicine.

While chewing, he listened to the man's explanation of where he was going, nodded slightly, and watched the other party carefully pack up the medicine bowl and close the door to leave, feeling a little dazed for no reason.He picked up another candied fruit and put it in his mouth. Things changed, and the sweetness changed...

At noon, even though it was early summer, it was still scorching hot. After the rice was planted, there were no people in the village. After thinking about it, I pulled the ox cart and turned to the river.This river flows directly from the mountains. The villagers call it Qingshui River. The river is not wide. The water in this section of the river is clear and gentle. Villagers often wash their clothes and vegetables here.

Mo Wuming walked up again, found a more secluded place, tied up the cattle, spread the tarpaulin from the cart on the grass, and lay down on the grass.

It is the season when all things grow. The wild flowers on the river bank sway gently and spread all the way to the distance. Mischievously raising the hair of the sleeping man under the green shade.

Feeling itchy nose, Mo Wuming scratched his nose subconsciously in a sleepy state, "What, go away".

Turned over, itching even more.Struggling to narrow his eyes, the green weeds swept across his face, he rolled out of the range of the oilcloth and fell asleep on the grass, the grass swayed back and forth in the wind, taking care of his face.

"It's not hard at all. You can swing wherever the wind lets you swing. You are called a dog's tail grass but not a real dog's tail." He patted the grass in front of his face casually, and Mo Wuming turned over and sat up.

The green peak stands tall, the breeze is warm, the mountain flowers are blooming, and a few human voices can be heard in my ears. It is obviously only two months, and the fast-paced life of the city seems like a lifetime away.

Mo Wuming suddenly chuckled, young is good, his body is brisk and even his mind is brisk, he got up and touched the head of the black cow to untie the tether, "Let's go, it's getting late."

Pulling the ox cart to go out, the uncles and elder brothers under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village saw him from a long distance, and greeted him at the top of their voices: "Wuming boy, what are you doing here?"

Mo Wuming walked a few steps quickly, and said with a helpless smile, "Uncle Gouzi is enjoying the cool air. I'll go to Carpenter Li's house in the next village to buy some furniture."

"I've just been idle here, so I'm talking here."

"The young man's house is clean and tidy by himself. He knows how to live. A niece from my natal family may have done it. Let me tell you?"

"Du Daqi, forget it, your wife and her niece don't know if we are from far and wide, they are tall and round, you are ashamed to say."

"Hey, Du Zhongqiu, what are you talking about? My niece can work, and she is definitely a good child. Why can't she?"

"Tch. Wuming, let's ignore him. My uncle has a granddaughter who is very sensual, and she is from the town. Standing with you, a handsome boy, is absolutely right, and it would be nice to add fragrance under the lamp."

"Hey, you're not..."

Mo Wuming maintained a stiff expression, and hurriedly stopped the uncle who was about to quarrel, "Uncle, uncle, thank you, don't hurt your temper."

"That's all, all right, don't delay Mo kid from doing business, it's not too shameful to quarrel in front of the younger generation." The fifth uncle knocked on the cigarette rod, turned his head and said to Mo Wuming, "Don't worry, you two uncles With this kind of virtue, if you don’t make noise when you meet, you will feel uncomfortable. It’s okay. Go to work quickly, if you really have an idea, you can come to the house and ask your aunt to say hello to you.”

Uncle Wu is the elder of the Du family. In Zhangshan Village, nearly half of the families with the surname Du belong to the Du family, and the village head is his son, which is very dignified.

"Then thank uncle first, the boy will leave first, uncles, you continue to chat."

Mo Wuming let out a long breath when the gags behind him could no longer be heard. Fortunately, the aunts in the village were not there, so he was able to withstand the battle. He rubbed his face with lingering fear. How could the villagers be so enthusiastic? !

When Mo Wuming was driving the ox cart out, Fang Mian was still sound asleep.In fact, he didn't usually have the habit of taking a nap, but in order to heal his injuries, he just lay on the bed and relaxed his body. He never thought that he would fall asleep so quickly and sleep so soundly.

The sun shifted a little bit, and people's voices outside were heard in the haze, and the consciousness was instantly awake.Get up slowly, the weather outside is getting hotter and hotter.

"You're awake, how are you feeling?" Seeing Fang Mian pushing open the door, Mo Wuming put down the wooden barrel in his hand, wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, and greeted.

"Ok".

"Thinking that you have nothing to do to heal your injuries, I bought a few idle books to pass the time for you, and I'll bring them to you later."

"Thank you!"

"It should be." I am not good at talking... I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

"I'll bring it to you now." Mo Wuming said as he walked towards the ox cart, took down a bundle, took out two idle books and handed them over.

He quickly withdrew his hand, "I'll take it into the room. You can put the book on the bedside when you want to read it." When you enter the room, put your books and things in order.

Fang Mian turned sideways to make way for the other party, and then walked out.

The bathtub was washed and dried in the yard, and it was received in the storage compartment later in the evening.

Mo Wuming opened the window and saw Fang Mian walking in the yard, occasionally stopping, as if in a daze.I don't know what the identity of this dear brother is, after thinking about it, I stared at Brother Fang and lost my mind, and when I came back to my senses, I met the eyes of the person concerned.

Mo Wuming somehow saw the doubt and guard in the eyes of Mingming Gujing Wubo, smiled, nodded slightly and looked away.

It was still early, but Mo Wuming decided to stick to practicing calligraphy. Although he didn't plan to take the imperial examination, it was always right to learn more, and there was really no entertainment.