hunting and farming husband

From the moment a person appears, to the moment when he sees the person.

Ye Rendong bent her fingers, and restrainedly stuffed her hand into the man's big palm.

Cheng Langyu: "Miss me?"

Ye Rendong glanced at him, lowered his head and let go, and grabbed the hem of his clothes instead.With red ears, she whispered sharply: "I moved something."

Cheng Langyu muffled a laugh. "Okay, move things."

He looked down at Ye Liandong's little hair, and changed the subject: "If you don't let me go, how can I move it."

Ye Rendong said "Oh" and stopped immediately.

The old lady laughed so hard her shoulders shook.

Ouch, why is she so rare!

After loading the things into the car, Cheng Langyu went to the shop to buy some wedding candies, peanuts and other miscellaneous things.

From the morning to the afternoon, after lunch, I started to walk back.

Three people were sitting on the bullock cart, Ye Rendong was sitting in the middle, Grandma was on the left, and Cheng Langyu was on the right.

The coachman was smoking a dry cigarette, and waving a small whip every now and then.

The cow flicked its tail leisurely and pressed the ruts on the ground, not too deep.

Ye Rendong was held by Cheng Langyu's hands and played with.But when the bullock cart turned a corner, the man stopped with his big hand, and his eyes scanned the alley not far away.

Ye Rendong rubbed his thumb, tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Langyu looked away indifferently, and smiled like him: "It's nothing, let's go home."

With the sound of cows mooing, they walked from the wide official road to the village road.

Yunshan Mountain is just beside the road, with layers of mountains and winding hills, guarding the road that has been preserved for hundreds of years.

Not far away, gray tiles, blue bricks, stone walls, fenced yards, and quiet villages are hidden in the hook of Yunshan Mountain.

A group of people passed the big tree in the south of the village slowly, and the things in the car were looked at by the chatterers, and everyone was either envious or curious.

A neighbor who came up to join in the fun came to ask, Cheng Langyu said that he would make up a wedding banquet for Ye Rendong.

Everyone just smiled.No wonder you have to buy so many.

Ye Rendong followed Cheng Langyu to move things into the house, after a busy process, it was night.

Ye Rendong passed by the woodshed, but saw that the people in the woodshed were gone.

He was shocked and ran to Cheng Langyu's side in a few steps.Panting anxiously, "Ayu...Ayu, he's gone."

Cheng Langyu was lighting the fire, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, he followed his brother's back, and sat on his knees.

"Ok, I know."

Ye Liandong's almond-shaped eyes widened: "Know?"

"I saw Du Qiuhong on the street." Cheng Langyu cupped the back of the little husband's head with his big hands, pushing him forward, and the two of them leaned their foreheads against each other.

"The rope was not tied securely, it should have been thrown out from the backyard wall."

Cheng Langyu stared at Ye Rendong's glazed eyes, and said in a low voice, "Fu Lang."

His voice was shallow, but he hid his feelings, as if he had turned his lips and tongue several times.

Ye Liandong lowered her eyes, touched the hem of the man's clothes with her hands, and said softly: "Yes."

Cheng Langyu closed her eyes and raised her head, her lips lightly touched his forehead, her deep voice was like the sound of a piano from ancient times.

"Du Qiuhong ran away, but Cheng Shao and Cheng Baoer didn't take away... Do you want to raise her?"

Ye Liandong paused for a moment with the hand holding the hem of his clothes, and moved it to the man's arm. "Does Ayu want to raise it?"

Cheng Langyu: "I don't want to raise their seed."

Ye Liandong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hand was stuffed into the big hand along the man's arm.

He bent down and put his head on Cheng Langyu's shoulder.The voice was soft and waxy: "Ayu doesn't want to raise it, but why did Ayu come to ask me again?"

"You know, I'll do what's wrong with Ayu, it doesn't matter if I have one less or more, as long as I have Ayu."

"But since Ayu asked, if Cheng Shao and Cheng Baoer were to be given away, or thrown away, these...will Ayu do it?"

Cheng Langyu closed his eyes and circled him tightly. "I just want to raise Brother Dong."

Ye Liandong took a deep breath, and the faint fragrance of the man poured into his body, "Ah Yu doesn't do things like giving away or throwing people away, if they can only stay..."

The hand hidden in the big hand clenched into a fist, as if it had drawn strength.Ye Liandong said: "Then Ayu continues to turn a blind eye to them, and I will do the rest."

Ye Liandong held the man's cheeks and looked at each other: "Although it's not appropriate to say this, Ayu just think I caught two cats and dogs."

Cheng Langyu grinned.

The smile seemed to come from the chest, from low to high, agitating the eardrums.

Cheng Langyu said in a muffled voice, "Fulang, it's good to have you."

Ye Rendong knew that Ayu didn't want to raise her, but she had to.

Why did you ask him, it was just to speak out this gloom from your own mouth, so as to dig out the hurdles in the bottom of my heart and erase the position of irrelevant people in the bottom of my heart.

He thought that he could help Ayu too.

The almond eyes are filled with a handful of clear springs, shining brightly under the starlight.The red pistil between the eyebrows quietly bloomed, turning the obedient person into a night charm fairy.

Ye Rendong said softly, "Ah Yu is fine too."

Cheng Langyu snorted a few times while holding him.

Hearing what Fu Lang said, Du Qiuhong and Cheng Anhua's influence on him was like a dandelion blown by the wind, and they scattered.

The pampering in Cheng Langyu's eyes was so deep that he almost buried Ye Rendong in it.

Ye Rendong couldn't bear his direct gaze, and covered his eyes with both hands.He whispered: "The rice is going to be mushy."

"Okay, eat."

In the middle of the night, after dinner, the two young ones were not brought back.

Cheng Langyu didn't care about that, he just hugged Fulang to boil some water, and bought the wooden bucket after ironing, intending to use it for Fulang's bath.

Under the firelight, the man hugged his brother, and the hazy words came out of the kitchen.

"I'll just light the fire."

"Well, you come."

"Then you let go."

"It's you who are lighting the fire."

"But your hand is in my hand."

"Well, if your hand is on the wood, you are lighting the fire."

The moon may feel that the two are too sticky, so it randomly pulled a cloud to cover its own light.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Guliang Town, a few kilometers away.

Du Qiuhong and Cheng Fuzhi were arranged in the coldest alley in the town.

Cheng Fuzhi's hands and legs were wrapped in gauze, and Du Qiuhong was busy beside his bed.

Serving tea and water, not like a mother, but like a servant.

"Mom, when will we live in Uncle Yan's house? This place is really broken!"

Cheng Fuzhi's bruised face had scabbed over, he shook his head triumphantly, "We came to town and asked Uncle Yan to help us avenge, I'm going to throw Cheng Langyu into the Yunshui River."

His hostility towards Cheng Langyu is due to his childhood experience.

As far as Cheng Fuzhi could remember, Du Qiuhong took him alone.

Du Qiuhong whispered in his ear every day that his father was Cheng Anhua.His mother's position was taken by Lin Xiangli.

It wasn't even Cheng Langyu who was supposed to go to the town to study, but him.

So when people around him said that he was a child without a father, and that he was a bastard, Cheng Fuzhi confronted Cheng Langyu unilaterally.

He didn't like to hide secretly, watching Cheng Langyu being hugged by his father; watching Cheng Langyu snatch his toys.

Robbed his home, robbed him of everything.

After many years and years, when he finally stood in front of Cheng Langyu, he watched with joy as he lost his soul.

Watching him leave the master's house, and even go to war instead of father.

Without him, Cheng Fuzhi had the final say on the entire Cheng family.

But now Cheng Langyu is back.Cheng Fuzhi's hidden refusal to admit defeat was ignited again.

He wanted to see Cheng Langyu being trampled under his feet again, so that he would never be able to turn over again.

The more he thought about Cheng Langyu's miserable appearance, the happier he became.

Seeing his ferocious expression, Du Qiuhong thought of what Yan Ming said today.It was such a greasy villain, she could bear the nausea before today.

But now she wished she could throw it on the ground and trample it to pieces.

Panting heavily, she knocked the bowl on the table in annoyance, making a crisp sound.

"Revenge, revenge, revenge for the ass!"

Du Qiuhong raised her eyes and realized for the first time how stupid this son is.

"You want people to know that you are in town, so you are safe!"

"Why don't you use your brain, your mother is waiting to be soaked in a pig cage, and you still want to go back and seek death!"

The more Du Qiuhong talked, the more he felt that this son was really raised well, and he learned exactly the same temper as that pig man Yan Ming.

Her inverted triangular eyes were full of anger, she put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "You can't tell, he is so rich, but he uses this dilapidated house just to get rid of our mother and daughter."

"He's strict about marriage, he can't have a son and he's afraid of the tigress at home, otherwise, how can you think he will treat you well."

"Why didn't you inherit your mother's intelligence, except to eat and sleep!"

"Uncle Yan! Uncle Yan! I have been hurt by you!" Du Qiuhong simply threw the bowl away.

Cheng Fu couldn't move, so he could only shout: "Mom!"

He just remembered that he was the one who brought this shameful thing to others.

so what!Uncle Yan said that in this town, everyone has to listen to him. From now on, the Yan family, the Cheng family and even the Zhou family will all belong to him.

He was half right!

If he doesn't say it, his mother will take him to stay in that wretched place all the time.

How nice to be in town.Although it's broken now, Uncle Yan said that at most half a month, he will be able to enjoy the blessings with him.

Cheng Fuzhi's face was covered with several layers of grease and blood scabs.

Just wait... Cheng Langyu!