Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

When Lu Fanghai was fourteen years old, he enlisted in the army in place of his sick father. Because he grew up early and the villagers helped to conceal the matter, no one pursued the matter.

But that day Fang couldn't bear to leave her son behind, and she held him and cried so hard that she fainted, delaying the gathering time. Lu Fanghai had no choice but to set off alone with the two taels of silver his father gave him for travel expenses.

It was the first time for a little kid to go out. He didn't know the principle of not showing off his wealth, so he was discovered by others on the ox cart.

When he arrived at the county, Lu Fanghai felt a black screen as he touched his pocket which had only a hole in it.

Not to mention that if I am not on the list when the army checks the number of soldiers, I would be marked as a deserter or be ordered to come home and recruit my father to join the army. Even now, it is not pleasant to be hungry in this cold wind.

When the half-grown child was growing up, he couldn't bear it any longer when he talked about being hungry, and he squatted in the corner and wiped his tears silently.

At this time, through the courtyard wall, the voice of a woman cursing could be heard inside, and then the courtyard door creaked open, and a thin little girl walked out, carrying a large wooden basin with both hands with difficulty.

It was filled with dirty clothes that the whole family had taken off and needed to wash. He moved step by step to the well under a tree on the street, placed the wooden basin next to the well, and lowered the bucket to fetch water.

Seeing that she was struggling to carry the water, Lu Fanghai, who was extremely hungry, didn't think much and walked over to offer his help.

The little girl was caught off guard by his sudden approach and was startled. She tried to lift the half-filled bucket but it fell back down.

The little girl frowned slightly and glanced at him sideways. Lu Fanghai blushed and, relying on his tall stature, stepped forward and pushed the little girl aside. He moved his mouth and finally spoke.

"I'll fetch you some water. If you have any food, share some with me..."

His face was too thin and the sound was as small as a mosquito's hum. The little girl almost didn't hear it.

Looking at the pale face and shaky body of the young man in front of me, I guessed something.

She lowered her head and bit her lip, thinking for a while, then whispered, "Wait a moment, be careful not to fall."

After saying that, he ran home, and came out again after a while.

The little girl came over and took the bucket of water that Lu Fanghai had just brought up, and quietly handed him the half cake hidden in her sleeve.

Lu Fanghai quickly took the pancake, finished it in just a few bites, and looked at the little girl eagerly.

The little girl's face, which had been frozen pale by the cold wind, showed a slight redness. She whispered, "No... No more, it's my dinner."

Lu Fanghai was stunned for a moment, then he walked forward, picked up the bucket, filled it with water, and placed it at the little girl's feet.

He looked at the cracked little hands soaked in the cold well water, was silent for a while, turned around and left without saying anything.

From a distance, I heard the gate behind me open again, and a woman brought out some clothes to be washed, and she complained loudly to the neighbors that her daughter Xiuniang was as lazy as a pig.

A long time has passed, and the clothes I took out earlier haven't even finished washing the first wash. They are really useless except for eating.

Lu Fanghai turned around quietly, glanced at the girl, stubbornly pursed his lips that had lost their color and cracked in the cold wind, and tried to open his round eyes wide.

But some big tears still fell into the wooden basin full of clothes in front of her.

While the woman turned around and went home with her neighbor to get the thread, she quickly wiped the tears from her eyes with her short sleeve. Turning around, she saw the young man still in the distance, looking at her.

She lowered her head again and began to beat the clothes heavily. If she didn't finish washing them early, she would be beaten again when she got home.

Lu Fanghai clenched his fists and made a secret decision: If he could come back alive in a few years, if there was still a chance then... he would remember Xiuniang.

Although the half pancake he ate could not fill his stomach, it gave Lu Fanghai endless warmth in the cold early winter.

......

Lu Fanghai lay on the kang, his heart beating faster. Seeing that she was reluctant to go to sleep on the kang, he was just about to sleep on the floor.

The rustling sound was heard again in the dark night. Du Wenxiu took off her coat and lay down beside him.

Both of them were very nervous, their bodies tense and unable to relax.

However, Du Wenxiu died again during the day. He had consumed too much energy and fell asleep soon after lying down.

After all, she is a new soul who has seen the ups and downs of life. The man around her is honest and the underwear she wears now is more than what she wore in previous summers. What is there to be afraid of?

Even if he is not honest, the marriage certificate has been signed and it is legal. It is not worth losing sleep over.

She didn't know that the person who was tossing and turning in bed beside her didn't close his eyes until dawn, then got up and went out to sharpen the axe.

Yesterday she said, "Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood." Lu Fanghai thought, she is worthy of being the daughter of a scholar, her way of speaking is indeed different from those ordinary village women.

It was too dark at night, so I might as well get up early, sharpen my knife, and cut some bamboo to make a nest for the chickens.

He was sharpening his knife in the yard early in the morning and woke them all up.

When Fang came out and saw that her sons were working, she hurried to the kitchen, but came out halfway, with her hands on her hips, cursing towards the east wing.

"Your husband has already gotten up, but you are still lying on the kang. You want to let the whole village know that we have a lazy wife. I will never be able to enjoy the blessing of having a wife in this life, huh? Do you have to cook the meal and bring it to the kang before you eat it? Huh?"

Du Wenxiu sat on the kang and rolled her eyes. This Fang was really... How could one describe her? Even the most annoying old woman in her village was three times more likable than her.

"Get up, get up." She went out while tucking her hair. It was still a little dark. Fang stuck her neck out towards the east wing, panting like an angry toad.

"Tell me, ah, which daughter-in-law in Taohua Village is like you? Your husband and mother-in-law have both gotten up, but you are still lying on the kang. Do you think they are supporting you for free?"

Seeing that Du Wenxiu's attitude was kind today, Fang became more arrogant again.

Lu Fanghai next to him put down the knife he was sharpening and looked at his mother helplessly.

"It's okay, it's okay. Mom, you just rest next to me. I'll go make breakfast."

Du Wenxiu didn't mind that what she said was unpleasant, but if she did, how would she live her life in the future?

After all, this home is hers now. She has just arrived and started to make trouble. It is difficult for Lu Fanghai to deal with it.

Thinking about how this man protected me yesterday, I decided to forget it. I don’t even know which dynasty I’m in now. I’d better not cause trouble as long as I have a stable home to shelter from the wind and rain.

Hearing her say that, Fang jumped up again like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "You don't have to cook. If I ask you to cook, there will be nothing to eat in the house in two days."

Du Wenxiu was speechless. Why did you ask me to get up if you didn’t allow me to cook?

"Well... I'll go see how the chicks are doing." He turned around and walked towards the chicken coop from yesterday.

Qiao'er rubbed her sleepy eyes and went out of the main room, fetched water to wash her face, and prepared to help Fang. Only then did Du Wenxiu remember that he had not washed his face or brushed his teeth yet.

However, seeing Fang cooking in the kitchen and staring at him from time to time, he had to put washing his face aside and check to see if the chick he bought yesterday was still alive and well.