The number one scholar is a piece of shit that everyone wants

After the incident with the fields, the Ye family became much quieter.

Especially Ye Yongsheng, he rarely goes out now. After all, no matter where he goes, he will be pointed at and talked about by villagers who are not named Ye.

As for the four acres of land that had been snatched away, Ye Fanxing did not plant radishes again, but handed over the harvest to the village and confiscated it.

Of course, this matter was decided after he and Song Haoming discussed it. There are many benefits to doing so.

Firstly, under the surveillance of so many eyes, he didn't believe that the Ye family could be so shameless as to covet that piece of land.

Second, as the saying goes, one should be grateful to the person who has eaten one's food and one should be grateful to the person who has given one's gifts. If these people want to gossip about others in the future, shouldn't they think twice before doing so?

After finishing all the work inside and outside the house, Ye Fanxing felt a little painful and took out three taels and two cents of silver from his pocket money and gave it to Uncle Yue and the others.

Before Uncle Yue left, he did not forget to make an agreement with Song Haoming and his wife that if there was any work, he would look for them. If for no other reason, they would just stay at home and earn money, even if it was only a few cents, it was what everyone expected.

What's more, the Song family paid more money than the town, the work was not tiring, and the payment was quick.

In the blink of an eye, another five days passed. Ye Fanxing went to the fields when he had nothing to do. He also found Uncle Li and made a few scarecrows. He put them in the fields, saying that they were used to kill birds and beasts...

Song Haoming looked at him working so hard for the field that he forgot to eat and sleep, and shook his head helplessly. If he wasn't thinking about Xiao Nan'er at home, he would probably have to live in the field!

Thinking that tomorrow is the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the annual Moon-Chasing Festival, Song Haoming thought for a moment, turned his wheelchair and came outside the kitchen. Looking at his husband who was busy preparing breakfast, he coughed lightly.

"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?"

When Ye Fanxing heard the noise, she turned around and saw Song Haoming at the door. She walked forward, put her hand on his forehead and asked.

"No, I was just afraid that a sudden noise might scare you."

Ye Fanxing put down her hand, rolled her eyes at him, turned around and continued to work, muttering softly, "Why are you scaring me? I'm not a porcelain doll."

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Song Haoming touched his nose awkwardly, and then teased: "Well, my little husband is not a porcelain doll, but a golden doll!"

"You... know the truth!"

Since he came to this house, he seemed to have never seen Song Haoming come to the kitchen on his own initiative. As far as he knew, most of the housework was done by Song Haoming before.

I guess he doesn't come to the kitchen not because he is a male chauvinist, but because he is afraid of causing trouble for himself. But why did he suddenly come today?

Thinking of this, Ye Fanxing wiped her hands on her apron twice, leaned against the door frame, looked at Song Haoming and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Tomorrow is the 15th day of the eighth month, the Moon-Chasing Festival. Should we go to the town to chase the moon this year?"

"August 15th?"

It's Mid-Autumn Festival, and the family should reunite, eat mooncakes and enjoy the moon. Go to town? It's not impossible, but there are too many people, and he is afraid that he can't take care of them.

"Yes, sure. I'll call Brother Yushan and his wife, and Uncle Shen and his son, too. We'll go together!"

Song Haoming was speechless. He just wanted a family of three, okay?

If possible, he would like to send Xiao Nan'er at home and let Zao'er help take care of her for a day. There are so many people, oh!

"By the way, Song Haoming, is there anyone selling mooncakes in town on August 15th?"

"moon cake?"

Seeing that he was puzzled, Ye Fanxing simply described it as a kind of snack. Mooncakes are round high points with some auspicious words printed on them, such as "Flowers are in full bloom and the moon is full", "Harmony and beauty" and so on.

As Ye Fanxing spoke, he hummed a little tune:

"On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, the moon is bright. Grandpa makes mooncakes for me. The mooncakes are round, sweet and fragrant. Every piece of mooncake is a piece of love!"

Looking up at the towering mountains in the distance, he thought of his master. He wondered which fellow disciple would accompany him to celebrate the festival this year. Alas! It wouldn't be him anyway!

Song Haoming always felt that if he didn't reach out and grab Xing Ge'er, he would disappear.

Suppressing the displeasure in his heart, Song Haoming frowned slightly, leaned forward slightly, and called softly: "Xing Ge'er, husband!"

Seeing Ye Fanxing come back to her senses after she called her, she quickly hid the worry on her face and asked, "Are you planning to make mooncakes and sell them in town?"

When Ye Fanxing heard about selling for money, his eyes suddenly lit up. He originally wanted to buy some for himself.

To be honest, he doesn't like to eat this, but it's a festival and we have to celebrate it, right?

"Yes, we will sell it. But we have to be busy today. Song Haoming, do you know anyone in the village who can build a stove?"

The mooncakes need to be baked, so he has to build an oven first!

As for the oven, why didn't he think of this earlier? Everything can be baked, including roast duck, roast sweet potatoes, and all kinds of bread and biscuits...

"Carpenter Li's son can do it!"

"That's great. I'll ask Uncle Li to get me some carving molds. I'll go find him after breakfast."

After Ye Fanxing finished speaking, he was still afraid that Song Haoming would be put on the responsibility of everything and hurt his self-esteem.

"Well, you have to go to town with Brother Yushan later and buy everything I want."

"As for the money for buying things, of course you have to pay for it!"

Song Haoming nodded without hesitation. After breakfast, they arrived in the town. When he heard the waiter quote the price of each ingredient, he couldn't help but twitch his lips.

Walnut kernels, almonds, sesame kernels, melon seeds, peanuts, dates, sugar, refined flour, and more than a dozen other things cost nearly twenty taels...

I have to say, his little husband is really calculating.

However, he couldn't help but worry, is it sure that anyone can afford to buy the mooncakes after they are made?

If they can't be sold, and if they eat all the mooncakes at home, wouldn't he feel like he is just wasting money, given his money-loving personality?

When he and Ye Yushan rushed back home, they saw something that looked like a small earthen kiln next to the kitchen. As for Ye Fanxing, he was talking to Zao Ge'er and others while sticking his butt out and taking something out of the earthen kiln.

What he took out was nothing but roasted sweet potatoes!

The earthen kiln was ready, and the first thing to do was to dry it out for a test. Ye Fanxing, who knew how to live, would definitely not waste a single piece of firewood, so this was what Song Haoming saw when he came back.

"Ahem! Husband, we're back!"

Song Haoming had to speak up to remind Ye Fanxing that there was a foreign man present!

As for his butt-sticking action... If you want to do it, you'd better wait until nighttime... Well, just do it at night and show yourself.

Song Haoming had to admit that his husband's figure was becoming more and more attractive. He subconsciously looked at his legs and he really hoped that they would be better tomorrow!

No, it should be ready tonight!

Ye Fanxing didn't have this kind of self-awareness. She took half of the roasted, soft, sweet sweet potato and stuffed it into Song Haoming's hand, not forgetting to praise him, "Thank you for your hard work!"

Song Haoming's eyes were deep and dark, "Hmm!"

But at this moment he was thinking in his heart that he must take good care of his young husband in the future and let him know what real hardship is.