Once you become a boy, marry a good man, and become rich together

After Liu Qingyan swept the floor of the main room, he sat in the room, chatting with a few elders from time to time while working with the toothbrush in his hand.

Ye Cun looked for a long time, and when he saw that his husband really didn't come to him, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the people who kicked the house.

Lin Jingsheng saw it all and said, "You two have been married for almost two years, and you are still so clingy."

Ye Cun: "We have a good relationship."

Lin Jingsheng lowered his voice and asked, "How did you marry Liu Qingyan?"

It’s no wonder that Lin Jingsheng is curious. Jiang Ci is also curious. There is no telling how many people in Xiaoye Village are curious.

How did Ye Cun, a man who was missing half a leg and couldn't work in the fields, marry such a handsome and good-tempered boy?

Ye Cun: "This is a long story..."

Jiang Ci played with them for a while, then stopped and sat next to Lin Jingsheng.

Lin Jingsheng: "Why doesn't Ah Ci play anymore?"

Lin Jingsheng reached out to wipe the sweat off Jiang Ci's forehead.

Jiang Ci: "Playing with them feels like bullying children."

"They are just too stupid." Lin Jingsheng said without hesitation.

"Haha, if they hear it, they'll say something and give you a headache."

It was mid-afternoon, after 31 p.m., when Jiang Ci and his friends finally returned home.

Lin Jingan: "When you come to my house to deliver toothbrushes in the future, you all can come and play."

"it is good."

Uncle: "It's getting dark now, drive slowly."

Ye Wan waved at them, "We are leaving, you all go home."

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Jiang Ci held Madam Zhu in his arms, with a homemade pillow behind him, waiting for Lin Jingsheng to come in after taking a shower.

Lin Jingsheng entered the room, closed the door, and sat on the bed.

All the while feeling Jiang Ci's burning gaze, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Ci looked Lin Jingsheng up and down since he entered the room.

Jiang Ci looked at Lin Jingsheng, who was shirtless and had his abdominal muscles exposed, and said, "It's nothing, I just saw how cool you were wearing."

Lin Jingsheng: "I'll use cold water to stimulate my body, and it will also make me feel cool. Come over and give me a hug."

The weather was hot, and Lin Jingsheng had trouble hugging Jiang Ci at night.

Lin Jingsheng's body was too hot. Jiang Ci, who was held in his arms, felt like she was surrounded by a stove. She was covered in sweat when she woke up in the morning.

Jiang Ci reached out and touched Lin Jingsheng's abdominal muscles, which were indeed still cold.

Jiang Ci: "Why are you taking a cold shower again? Don't catch a cold again."

Lin Jingsheng: "I can't catch a cold. I have a bad temper. Besides, you are sleeping next to me. How can I sleep without getting rid of the heat?"

When Lin Jingsheng said this, he looked at Jiang Ci teasingly.

Jiang Ci gently touched his abdominal muscles from top to bottom, "Actually, you can use me to help you reduce your internal heat."

Lin Jingsheng's breath was choked and his hands clenched tightly around him.

Lin Jingsheng held Jiang Ci in his arms, his lips gently touching Jiang Ci's earlobe.

"Then... Ah Ci will be ready in the next few days."

Jiang Ci could hear his heartbeat suddenly quickening. He was clearly prepared, so why did he become nervous again when he heard what Lin Jingsheng said?

Then he kissed Jiang Ci on her lips and let her go.

Jiang Ci sat there, touching her heart with her hand, and calmed herself down.

He thought about what he had wanted to ask Lin Jingsheng since the beginning when he was waiting here.

Jiang Ci: "In the afternoon, when I was teaching them to play kicking the house, you asked Brother Ye Cun something, and he talked to you for such a long time with a changing expression."

Lin Jingsheng: "I asked him how he managed to marry a man like Liu Qingyan."

Jiang Ci: "Why do you ask everything? Aren't you afraid that he will be angry?"

Lin Jingsheng: "No, I know him a little bit."

Lin Jingsheng told him what Ye Cun had said to him in the afternoon.

They were a group going to the northwest battlefield.

Like most people, Ye Cun followed the army into battle and killed the enemy again and again.

When they were about to separate, Ye Cun hugged Lin Jingsheng and said, "We are about to separate. I am not with you anymore. Jingsheng must stay alive."

Ye Cun spent two years on the battlefield, and was shot by enemy arrows in the arms and legs during one battle.

Later, the horse stepped on his leg that was hit by the arrow.

When the military doctor treated him, he tore open his pants and saw a mixture of bones and flesh.

There is no chance of treatment.

His leg, which was only attached by a few tendons, was amputated and bandaged.

After resting in the wounded camp for a month or so, he lost half of his leg and could no longer go to the battlefield. He would be a burden to the rear.

Just like giving pensions to those disabled people, let them go home on their own.

Ye Cun's leg had not yet fully healed, but he set out on his journey home with the five taels of silver he had been given in his hand.

With half a leg missing, there was no way I could walk home on foot.

He relied on kind-hearted traveling merchants, ox-carts and donkey-carts that traveled between towns and counties, and he saved money and stumbled back home.

From the county to Yong'an Town, and from Yong'an Town to Xiaoye Village, the closer to home I get, the more homesick I feel.

Walking on the way back to the village with a crutch, looking at his empty trouser legs.

I was unable to walk due to the hardships along the way, and sometimes I cried alone in grief and anger in the night.

After two months of wandering on the road, he had a hard time accepting the fact that he was missing half a leg.

But when we were almost home, we started to get scared again.

I was afraid that my family would be scared when they saw him with half a leg missing.

He was also afraid that his family would despise his disabled body.

No matter how long the road is, it will come to an end. I stood at the doorstep and looked at the renovated house.

There was clearly no threshold to the door, but he still hesitated in front of it for a long time.

Finally I made up my mind to walk in.

A woman's trembling voice came from behind.

"Cun'er, is it... Cun'er?"

Tears instantly filled his eyes, and his throat seemed to be choked by something, making him unable to utter a sound.

The woman behind him dropped what she was holding and came over to hug Ye Cun.

She cried and said, "I finally got my son back, he's back..."

What made Ye Cun happy was that among the more than a dozen people in his family, not one of them disliked him, and all of them expressed their sympathy for him.

Ye Cun lost half of his leg and was recuperating at home, doing some manual work.

I learned various bamboo weaving techniques from the elders in the village and sold them to grocery stores in the town.

Even if he lives alone, he can support himself.

He is also making plans for the future, when his younger brothers and sisters have started their own families and his parents are not in good health.

He has to be able to support himself.

As for his other half, he hadn't thought about her since he came back from the northwest.

Two years passed like this, I spent some time weaving bamboo and making stools at home.

During this period, his parents, uncle and aunt all found a matchmaker to find a marriage for him.

What he said was rejected by his parents and uncles.

I guess it can’t be a good marriage.

Because it was Ye Cun who went to serve in the military, not their child Ye Bei. Ye Cun has been back for two years now, and his uncle and aunt still take good care of him.

Later, his aunt found a marriage for him, with Liu Qingyan from Liushu Village.