After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

After Feng Jingheng threw the man out, he closed the door directly. When he turned around and saw his mother looking at him at the door of the main hall, he didn't say anything and sat back to boil water.

Ye Hongxia hesitated for a long time before walking over to talk to Feng Jingheng, "Second brother, Jinhua is right. It's not right for you to boil water while your wife is sleeping!"

Feng Jingheng said without even looking up, "Mom wasn't lucky enough to marry a good man. If she had married a good man who loved you, he would definitely not have asked you to get up so early in the cold winter to cook."

Although the murder was heartbreaking, Ye Hongxia did not feel angry, but only sad and helpless.

"It's cold, and your hands will get sore if they get wet with cold water." Feng Jingheng added, "Ah Qing asked Xiao Yan and Third Granny to make some moisturizing ointment. When Xiao Yan wakes up, ask him to get you a new bottle of ointment to moisturize your hands."

Ye Hongxia was speechless and said, "Oh, okay, okay."

"There's something else I want to tell you." Feng Jingheng looked at Ye Hongxia. "Don't bother Ah Qing. If you and father don't bother him, we will still be filial to you. We will definitely provide for you. Ah Qing spent a lot of money on gifts when we came back from Yuanzhou City, but she didn't buy any for you. Don't you understand?"

Ye Hongxia frowned, "I don't want those..."

"Don't want it, or don't you have it?" Feng Jingheng knew how to poke a nerve. "Third Granny and Ah Qing are just acquaintances, but he still remembers to bring back a piece of cloth for Third Granny. We live so close, why don't you have any?"

"Sometimes, look for your own reasons. Have you been too nice to him? Have you been spreading rumors about him behind his back? When you have nothing to do, get some sun and talk less to Hu Xiangyue. If you talk too much, you'll become like her."

"Xiao Jing follows Ah Qing to work, Ah Qing will not let her down. Do you know how much money she made this time she went back to Yuanzhou? You don't know, and I guess she won't tell you. In the future, when they get bigger and stronger, will they still follow you?"

"Why are you talking to me like this?" Ye Hongxia remembered that her second son was not like this before. He used to be quiet and would listen to whatever was said.

"I didn't bother to talk about this with you before because we're a family and I don't want to dwell on gains and losses." Feng Jingheng said calmly, "But it's different now. I have a new family to take care of, and they all care about me."

Ye Hongxia was stunned. "Heng'er, don't we care about you? Blood is thicker than water..."

Feng Jingheng laughed when he heard this. "Blood is thicker than water? You just treat me and my elder brother as farm tools. You don't love me and my elder brother at all."

Ye Hongxia wanted to say something in rebuttal, but she couldn't, because they were indeed more partial to their youngest son.

Unable to convince her second son, Ye Hongxia could only leave silently.

Feng Jingheng was a little sad. He just didn't want to fight, but that didn't mean he didn't like his parents loving him. He hadn't had the chance before, and he probably wouldn't have the chance in the future. His parents still didn't like him.

Only when Feng Jingheng had boiled the water and prepared breakfast did Ye Xunqing crawl out of the warm bed.

The main reason was that Feng Jingheng got up. He couldn’t keep warm by himself, so he crawled out when the quilt got cold.

"Hmm..." Ye Xunqing stretched, "What a nice weather!"

Ye Xunbai was practicing boxing in the yard. When he saw him get up, he said, "Brother, Brother Heng has already prepared the meal. Come and eat."

Ye Xunqing asked him: "Have you eaten?"

Ye Xunbai replied: "Not yet, I'll eat after I finish practicing."

Ye Xunqing yawned, "Well, move your legs down a little."

Ye Xunbai adjusted his posture and squatted down to punch again. This was what Ye Xunqing had taught him, saying it was what children of this age should learn.

In fact, it is a student version of military boxing. Ye Xunqing practiced it when he was in school, but he hadn't practiced it for many years. He didn't remember many moves, and he taught Ye Xunbai what he could remember.

Ye Xunqing sat down to have breakfast. Feng Jingheng told him that they would go to the town to collect green bricks at the market tomorrow. He also wanted to take lotus roots to sell, so the two of them planned to take the lotus roots to sell first, and then collect the green bricks.

"Mom came this morning, and I told her I'd give her a box of hand ointment." Feng Jingheng said, "Hands are prone to cuts when exposed to cold water in the winter."

"Let Xiao Yan give it to her." Ye Xunqing didn't care. "After a while, buy some meat and make bacon for them. I remember when we came to your house for dinner, your mother made buns with last year's bacon in them. Your father was furious and said she didn't make enough."

Feng Jingheng shook his head and smiled, "You still remember it."

"I have a good memory," Ye Xunqing said. "It was still summer then, and everyone wore straw sandals and thin clothes. Time flew by."

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

"Yeah, time flies!" Feng Jingheng also said with emotion: "I have married you."

Speaking of this, Ye Xunqing took out the rings in the box and put them on. He was still reluctant to wear them while working. Although he could make a few more, the first pair of rings was still very important.

"You put it on me, and I'll put it on yours." Ye Xunqing stretched out his hand. "It's getting cold. After we sell this cart of lotus roots and build the kitchen, we can take a break."

Feng Jingheng was not afraid of being tired, but he was afraid that Ye Xunqing would be tired. Besides, he had a lot of money in his hands now, so he was not in a hurry.

"it is good."

The next day, Ye Xunqing got up early as usual, but he couldn't get up by himself, so Feng Jingheng called him.

They cooked the lotus roots together, planning to go to town after they were done, and then borrow Manager Xu's big pot to heat it up.

The weather was quite cold, so Ye Xunqing did not bring Mo Yuyan and Ye Xunbai with him when he went out. He only took the books copied by Mo Yuyan and the herbs he dug to sell.

He and Feng Jingheng drove the donkey cart out and met a lot of people on the way. Ye Xunqing basically didn't know any of them, but Feng Jingheng knew them all.

If it was someone Feng Jingheng knew well, Ye Xunqing would help him carry the goods on his donkey cart. In the end, the cart was so full of stuff that he had to get off and walk.

"Are you going to sell these beans?" Ye Xunqing asked, looking at the beans sticking out of the linen cloth.

The woman replied, "Yes, the rice harvest was poor this year, and after paying taxes, we only have enough for food. Fortunately, we still have some beans, and I plan to sell them for money to buy something for the New Year."

Ye Xunqing thought: There are still nearly two months until the Chinese New Year. It seems a bit early to celebrate it now.

"Then sell them to me." Ye Xunqing touched the beans and felt that they were of good quality, comparable to the beans from his aunt's house.

The aunt said, "Do you want to buy it?"

Ye Xunqing nodded, "Yeah, if you want to buy it, name a price and I'll buy it." Then he poked Feng Jingheng's hand, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear, "Listen to the price. I don't understand these things."

Feng Jingheng nodded, then said, "There's no scale here. Let's get it weighed in town first."