Spring scenery in the fields

Shen Rongshan tilted his head and looked at the person who was pulling his sleeve and looking down at the road.

He himself didn't realize that his eyes were very gentle at this moment and he couldn't take his gaze away from her.

When she was about to look up, she quickly turned her head and looked forward.

Ji Wenhe didn't wait for his answer, and looked up in confusion: "Shen..."

Before he could finish his words, a teasing voice came from the foot of the mountain.

"Oh, the young couple went up the mountain to chop firewood together."

They both turned back.

"Aunt Wu." Shen Rongshan looked at Ji Wenhe and whispered, "Aunt Wu, she loves to joke and tease people."

She smiled faintly and called out, "Aunt Wu."

I heard from the Shen Yuanshan brothers that her, Wu Caifeng, had a pair of thick lips and sometimes spoke without restraint, but she was not a bad person.

"Hey, you've been married to our village for more than a month, but I haven't heard any movement in your belly. Maybe you fell into the water and your body hasn't recovered well."

Listening to her speak, the first two sentences seem to have bad intentions, but the last two sentences, plus the expression on her face, seem to indicate that she cares about you.

Ji Wenhe was thinking about how to respond when Shen Rongshan at the side took over the conversation.

"Thank you Aunt Wu for your concern. The doctor has examined you and told you to take good care of yourself. It is not appropriate to have a child right now."

"Aunt Wu has seen it too. We can't even get enough food at home, so where will we get the food to raise another child? Let's wait two years, I'm not in a hurry."

"You're right. With two younger brothers, things are really difficult at home."

Wu Caifeng held a few branches in her hands and walked towards them.

"Wen He, take good care of yourself and give birth to a big fat boy for Rongshan in the future. Their family will depend on you."

His eyes fell on the hand that was grasping his sleeve, and a smile broke out on his face.

"You two are married, why are you embarrassed to hold hands? It's okay, no one in our village will say anything. You are my husband, so what's wrong with holding hands?"

Ji Wenhe smiled shyly and did not respond. He really didn't know what to say.

She quietly stretched out her fingers and slid them across his wrist a few times, hoping he would understand what she meant.

Shen Rongshan felt something strange on his wrist and immediately understood what she meant: "Aunt Wu, we're going up the mountain to chop firewood."

Wu Caifeng nodded with a smile: "Well, go ahead, but be sure to keep an eye on your wife and make sure she doesn't fall."

After walking for a few minutes, I heard her muttering softly: Tsk tsk, this girl is too thin.

Ji Wenhe guessed that she also said in her heart: I'm afraid it will be difficult to give birth in the future.

When people here look at a woman, the first thing they look at is her figure and whether she is fertile or not.

There is also a saying that a woman with a big butt will give birth to a son.

Shen Rongshan observed her expression from the side: "Don't be angry, Aunt Wu speaks like this, she has good intentions."

"I'm not angry." Ji Wenhe smiled and raised his head, "Thank you, Brother Shen."

"Thank me for what?"

"You just spoke up for me. I don't know how to answer Aunt Wu's question."

If I had said something like that and it spread throughout the village, I don’t know what would have happened.

"I promised you that I would not break my promise. If anyone asks you in the future, tell them that it was me who did not want children."

"Then they will doubt your ability to have children."

Shen Rongshan replied nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter, I don't care about what they say, and you don't care about it either."

Ji Wenhe looked at his profile, was silent for a while, and said: "Brother Shen's ideas are very different from those of the villagers. Did you have this idea before, or did you change it later?"

She was very curious. It was rare to have such thoughts in such a dynasty.

Or someone influenced him.

His parents?

Shen Rongshan's eyes drifted away, and he spoke slowly: "After going to the battlefield, a lot has changed."

"I used to be like other men in the village, finding a wife, having a few children, and living a simple life."

I don't ask for great wealth and honor, but I do ask for a stable life.

"I have seen too many deaths and lives on the battlefield. The person standing in front of me one moment was beheaded the next. At that time, I wondered what the purpose of life was."

"My elder brother who gave me the hemostatic medicine said: The purpose of life is to marry a wife, have children, and give birth to a son to carry on the family line."

If it were in the past, he would have agreed with it.

Ji Wenhe said softly: "I think people come to this world to enjoy themselves, to enjoy delicious food, beautiful scenery, and to meet someone they like. If he also happens to like you, then the two of you can create a beautiful future together."

"I don't agree that people must get married and have children. You can have children or not. Others have no right to interfere in your life. We live for ourselves, not for others."

"Besides, what do you want to pass on? The thatched house at home? The broken pots and pans? There is no throne in the family, why do you have to give birth to a boy?"

Chen Rongshan chuckled, causing Ji Wenhe to look up. He raised the corners of his lips with a calm expression.

"My biggest wish is to take good care of Yuanshan and Wenshan and help them find wives. This way, I can give my parents an explanation."

"What about you?" she asked, "Brother Shen, don't you want to think about yourself?"

"We're here. Cut it here. You go to the side."

"Oh."

Ji Wenhe loosened his hand that was grabbing his sleeve. He didn't answer his own question. Looking at his expression, it seemed that he didn't know how to answer.

Looking at the fallen twigs around him, he walked over to pick them up, and after a moment, he said, "Brother Shen, you should also think about yourself."

After Shen Yuanshan and Shen Wenshan got married, if they got along well with their wives, they would be willing to live together; if they didn't, they would definitely separate.

He is a lonely man. It didn't matter when he was young, but when he got old, he was sick and lying in bed, with no one to serve him tea, water or medicine.

Unlike in the previous life, here there are nursing homes and homes for the elderly, and you can also hire caregivers.

Unless he makes a lot of money and buys a slave to take care of him.

Shen Rongshan still didn't answer and continued to chop branches hard.

In fact, he wanted to ask her in his heart, are you willing to live with him?

The way he described living was different from what she described, not just living together casually without disturbing each other.

After struggling for a long time, he finally did not dare to ask. Now they get along very well with each other. He did not want her to hate him because of this matter, nor did he want her to think that he was coveting her.

Although he had other thoughts about her in his heart, looking at her, it seemed that she didn't have too many thoughts about him.

Shen Rongshan was cutting branches, looking in her direction from time to time. When he found that she had gone far away, he called her to come back.

"Wen He, don't go up the mountain."

"Oh, I see. I'll come up and take a look."

Ji Wenhe was curious about what was inside the deep mountains, so he stretched his head to look.

"Come down quickly, there's a snake in there."

When she heard there was a snake, she quickly put away her curiosity.

As he walked down the mountain, he muttered, "Brother Shen, you only know how to scare me with snakes."

This trick works very well for her because she is afraid of snakes.

Shen Rongshan broke off a branch and said, "I'm not trying to scare you. There are indeed many snakes in the mountains. When I was a kid, I went into the mountains with a hunter and saw a snake this thick."