hunting and farming husband

Leading someone out, Cheng Langyu led him into the kitchen.

"Grandma, do you have any of my old clothes?"

"It's all here, I'll get it for you." The old lady wiped her apron a few times and was busy looking for a padded jacket for Sun Fulang.

Cheng Langyu asked the old lady to go out, and took Ye Rendong to say hello to Du Jinhe.

"Auntie, this is my husband, Ye Rendong."

"Brother Dong, call me Auntie."

Ye Liandong smirked, prickly: "Hello, Auntie."

Du Jinhe saw that he was well-behaved and treated others with a smile on his face, so he hurriedly pulled the ponytail and put it beside him. "Brother Dong is sitting with Auntie, warming up by the fire."

"Uncle, isn't the second cousin at home?" Cheng Langyu sat on the horse tie with his brother on his shoulders, and squatted beside him.

Mentioning his son, Du Jinhe started talking: "I'm back, I've been back for three days."

"At first, we said you came back early, and we went to that house to look for you, but Du Qiuhong refused to let you in, but your grandma was so anxious..."

She kept saying that Ye Rendong listened quietly, staring blankly at the palm of Cheng Langyu's big hand wrapped in the firelight.It's as sweet as eating caramel in my heart.

"Come here, this jacket is still new, I washed it for you, it's clean."

The old lady handed the clothes to Cheng Langyu, and then took a rare look at Sun Fulang's good appearance.Only then did he continue to work around the stove.

The padded jacket in Cheng Langyu's hand was navy blue and brand new.

He frowned when he thought of his mother helping him sew.

Half of the face was illuminated by the fire, and even the outline was slightly softened.Like the warm sun in spring and March, it is soft and non-aggressive, and it is just as gentle and bookish as it is alive.

Ye Rendong's eyes moved from his hands covered by clothes to his face, almost lost his mind.

Cheng Langyu withdrew his thoughts from the emotion, just happened to raise his eyes, and met Ye Rendong's misty eyes, he chuckled suddenly.

"nice?"

Ye Rendong nodded silly. "nice."

Auntie and grandma amused by his naivety.

Ye Liandong opened his mouth slightly, realizing that he had said something embarrassing, and immediately lowered his head.Like a snail that has been hit by its tentacles, it slams the door shut and retracts into its shell.

"Ayu and Brother Dong have such a good relationship." Tan Chunliu said lovingly.

Cheng Langyu looked at the little husband's hair, and nodded seriously.

It caused Ye Liandong to bury his head even deeper, almost hiding in the cotton jacket on his knees.

Cheng Langyu touched the little head in front of him: "Okay."

He stretched out his cotton jacket, wrapping his arms around Ye Rendong's back.

On the small stool, Ye Liandong sat obediently, like a huddled dumpling.But dyed a little rosy, it looks more delicious.

Cheng Langyu's broad shoulders completely embraced him, and his eyes kept falling on Ye Rendong.Like a dandelion at the end of summer, it is hairy and very soft.

Du Jinhe added some firewood, and joked with a smile on his face: "Lang Yu will love Fu Lang when he grows up."

Only then did Ye Rendong remember that there were two elders beside him, and felt a little embarrassed.

He hurriedly grabbed the man's hand and said, "I wear it myself."

Cheng Langyu said "um", but didn't let go of his hand.He squeezed the thin wrist of the little brother, stuffed it into the sleeve, and pinched the button to button it.

After getting dressed slowly, Cheng Langyu replied: "My husband still wants to hurt himself."

The old lady Tan grinned, and said while draining the half-cooked brown rice: "That's the reason."

The more Ye Rendong listened, the more shy she became. He quietly poked out a hand from his sleeve and grabbed Cheng Langyu's little finger.

It seems that this can transfer some of the temperature on the face.

Cheng Langyu held the little paw with his backhand and put it in his palm.Unconsciously relaxed on the face.

After dinner, they stayed until evening.

Wait for everyone to enter the house.

Cheng Langyu took Ye Rendong's hand and knelt down in front of the two old men.

The old lady immediately wanted to pull him up, and she put the old man's hand across in front of her.

Cheng Zhongshu shook his head at her and sat on the edge of the bed. "Tell me."

At the first meeting, Cheng Zhongshu didn't realize the problem of marrying a husband.

But if you think about it carefully, how can you become a husband when you come back from the hut, and combine it with the time when your grandson comes back.

yo!

Didn't get married, so I called someone's husband?

The Great Yan Dynasty paid much attention to rituals, and although the people in the village were not as complicated as those in the county, betrothal gifts, marriage certificates, and receptions were also required.

And if in the future, someone from Brother Dong's house knows about his situation, and they will communicate with each other.I have never heard of any kind of marriage, so how can this be explained!

If it is said that his grandson abducted someone, some people will believe it.

His words are awesome, and Cheng Zhongshu has lived most of his life.There can't be anything wrong with getting married.

Furthermore, my brother saved Ayu, so he couldn't ignore him like this.Wouldn't it be chilling to not even take care of such a big matter.

But looking at his grandson's current appearance, he is not expected to be that kind of person.

He waited with the pipe in his hand.

Cheng Langyu and Ye Rendong first kowtowed three times together.

He held Ye Liandong's hand tightly, and first explained what he said in the morning.He also explained Ye Liandong's life experience.

Then he said: "Grandfather, Brother Dong ran out from the next town and settled down in the hut. I had to meet him to take care of me so that I could wake up."

"What you said in the morning is true. I already regard him as my husband. But marriage is about being married. I don't want to wrong Brother Dong, so I ask Grandpa for an idea."

Ye Rendong knelt beside the man, opened his eyes slightly when he heard this, and looked at him sideways.

The man's back is straight, like a green bamboo, and the words he speaks have a calming effect.

The corners of Ye Liandong's mouth curled up slightly, feeling that his heart and eyes were all about this person.

He wanted to ask if he had mentioned that he was Fu Lang not long ago when he met Grandpa, why he had to mention it now.

But when he heard the words that the Ming media is marrying, Ye Liandong's heart was suddenly moved.

He hadn't thought about these four words since he lived under Aunt Bai's hands.Ten 56 was the age when he was supposed to be engaged, but Aunt Bai dragged him along.He is an old man, and he wants to sell him to someone else because of money.

Now, it's rare to hear the words that the media is marrying, and he is content.

Cheng Langyu sensed that he was looking at her, and squeezed his palm to signal him to be at ease.Fu continued to look at Grandpa, trying to make him make up his mind.

An old house where a treasure.

Cheng Zhongshu stroked his beard and thought.

After a while, he looked at the two children's whirling, and said: "It is definitely necessary for the Ming media to get married. But now Brother Dong followed you into the door and settled in our house, so it can't be like a normal marriage."

Cheng Zhongshu stroked his beard, looked at his grandson, and said as if stating the facts: "Brother Dong is your husband now. But because he came back in a hurry, although he had stated it to Grandpa in the letter, there was no time for the wedding."

"I don't want to wrong Fu Lang, because I made it up again."

Cheng Langyu: "Okay." With the cooperation of grandpa and grandma, it will be done.

Cheng Zhongshu waved his hand: "Get up, stop kneeling. Since we are married, when do you want to be?"

Cheng Langyu helped Ye Rendong stand up, and said directly: "Of course, the sooner the better."

"Okay, your grandpa and I have lived most of my life, and I can still get the money for my grandson to marry her husband." Cheng Zhongshu knocked down his cigarette pipe and said freely.

"Grandfather, grandson is rich."

After winning the battle, each soldier will be rewarded with 50 taels of silver.

Before he fell into a coma, the soldier who sent him away put him in Dr. Lu's place.

If he died, the money would fall to his grandpa; if he didn't die, he would go get it himself.

"Oh, you boy. You just want me to help you." Cheng Zhongshu slapped his little grandson's head, so he knew he would say that.

"Grandpa, you two are my closest relatives now, if you don't help me, whoever will help me."

Tan Chunliu smiled and stroked his hands: "Okay, okay, that's a good relationship, grandma's help, I can help."

Cheng Zhongshu knocked down the table: "Since that's the case...old lady, help me get out the almanac."

"Bring the lamp closer."

As he spoke, he unfolded the well-preserved almanac with his fingers and looked at the day carefully.

After a while, he pointed to a point.

"The second day of November is suitable for marriage. Is it possible?" Cheng Zhongshu asked his grandson after thinking about the time.

But the grandson turned his head and asked the little husband next to him: "Brother Dong, is it possible?"

The old man was relieved that the little grandson is doing well, and he still loves his husband.

Ye Rendong pursed her lips, she could only blush and stare at Cheng Langyu.No brother decides this by himself.

Cheng Langyu turned his head with a smile: "Okay, fine."

The old lady grabbed Ye Rendong's hand and patted it lightly, and said cheerfully: "There are still ten days, so it will be a lot of work."

She said that when she saw this child, she thought of her family, Ayu.