My delicate husband

That night, Brother Wu was rarely out of control. It was heartbreaking to see a beautiful woman crying silently. Lan An thought of the first time he saw Zhang Xiaomo cry, and still felt a little reluctant.

Brother Wu kept murmuring Brother Xia's name. Everyone felt sorry for him, but no one stepped forward to dissuade him. He had been tense for so long, so let him indulge himself for once.

"Brother Xiaomo, why can't people who love each other be together?"

"An An, you have to know that in life, most of the time you are not in control of your own behavior."

"But it's very sad that they have known each other for so many years and now they are like strangers."

"An An, don't think too much about it. This is the best decision they make now."

Brother Wu calmed down the next day after getting drunk. After arranging the affairs of Yunling County, he went to inspect several neighboring counties. After all, he was now the county magistrate, and the higher the position, the greater the responsibility.

Brother Wu planned not to return to Yunling for nearly two months. He handed over all the affairs of the county to his legal advisor and the county magistrate. He also told the people in the county government that if there was an emergency, they could go to Lianhua Village to find Zhang Xiaomo and his wife to make a decision.

Brother Wu did not say goodbye to everyone, but just told Bai Lu some things. Lan An had no objection to his leaving.

When people encounter problems that cannot be solved, their first reaction is to escape. Brother Wu and Brother Xia left too many memories in Yunling County. How happy they were before is how painful they are now, and it is difficult to let go. The most frightening thing is that one person has gone far away, while the other remains in the past.

Lan An had not expected that after all the twists and turns, all matters were left to him and Zhang Xiaomo. However, Lan An was not as resistant as he was at the beginning, perhaps because his mood had changed a lot.

"Hey, Brother Xiaomo, you'll have to come to the county town once every two weeks."

"Don't sigh, An An, I feel so bad. My An An should be happy."

"I've been feeling a bit sentimental lately. It feels like everyone is slowly drifting apart. I like being alone with Brother Xiaomo, but I'm also reluctant to leave these friends."

"An An, it's okay. I will always be with you. All good things must come to an end. Parting is a normal part of life. We will see each other again in the future. Don't be sad."

Lan An was still feeling sad for Xie and Wu. Big Brother Xie and Zhu the bricklayer also came to say goodbye. They had promised the old couple of the Zhu family that they would go home for a month or two every year to spend time with their family. Now that there was still some time before spring plowing, they also planned to stay at the Zhu family for a while before coming back.

"Brother An, I plan to take Yibao home with me. I'll probably be gone for about a month. I've told Yiqiu to help me keep an eye on him. I'm planning to rebuild the kitchen, so I'll leave my kid in your care."

"Xie Daxiong, isn't Mu Yi going with you?"

"He has a sweetheart and is reluctant to let her go. Yibao and I plan to build a house after the autumn harvest. After it's finished, we'll arrange for the two of them to get engaged and get married after the New Year."

"Are you so anxious? How old is Mu Yi?"

"There's fifteen after the New Year. Can't you tell?"

This cannot be blamed on Lan An. It was not easy for Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, to support his family. The two men were at the stage of growing up, but they had never had a full meal. They were thin, weak, dark, and timid. You could not tell their age at all.

After Brother Xie explained everything, he took Zhu the bricklayer away, and Zhu Muyi stayed at home. He had grown very fast in height and became much stronger in the past year, and looked like a mature man.

Zhu Muyi was three years old when he was adopted by Zhu Niwajiang. He knew that he and his brother Zhu Nianzhi were not Zhu Niwajiang's biological sons, but he was very grateful to Zhu Niwajiang and truly regarded him as his father. When he learned about the relationship between Zhu and Xie, he was very supportive. This was also the reason why he was willing to go back to Lianhua Village with Zhu Niwajiang. He and his brother would take care of their father in his old age and see him to his death, respectively.

Brother He now stays in the county town except for the end of the month. Lan An has handed over all the stores to him and Bai Lu. Xue Ge'er also stays in the county town jewelry shop to help. Lan An admires Xue Ge'er's ambition and sends him to a private school.

Brother Xu and Brother Han took the newly bought slaves to reclaim the wasteland. Brother Man basically went to help when he had nothing to do. There was not much work in the fields recently, so there was no rush for spring plowing.

Zhu Muyi can't cook, but he knows that Lan'an's cooking is delicious. This time he stayed in Lianhua Village specifically because he wanted to learn how to cook from Lan'an.

"Brother An, Uncle Mo, I'm sorry for bothering you during this period of time."

"Heh, you're quite polite, brother. Did Brother Xie tell you that you have a crush on someone?"

"Yeah, An Ge'er, it's Mu Ge'er from the resettlement house."

"Oh, no wonder, that guy is nice and has a good temperament."

Zhu Muyi smiled innocently. He was able to meet Mu Ge'er thanks to Lan An. Whenever Lan An asked the children in the resettlement house to help with the work, Mu Ge'er would come.

Zhu Muyi liked this tough guy very much. He was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was also handsome. He would always take the initiative to help others, and the two of them became familiar with each other after a few visits.

Zhu Muyi didn't know when he fell in love with her, but he would smile foolishly every time he saw Mu Ge'er. He was also very happy when he was scolded by him, and even dreamed about it at night... There was a period of time when he was confused and at a loss, thinking that he was sick. It was Zhu the bricklayer who told him that it was love and asked him not to panic. At the same time, he encouraged him to express his feelings to Mu Ge'er. Mu Ge'er already had a good impression of him, so he agreed.

Zhu Muyi was really grateful to Zhu Ni, the bricklayer. Although life had been hard these years, Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, was very kind to him and his brother. He was very patient and tolerant. He never looked down on them no matter how difficult the situation was. Of course, he also liked Lan Euan. The food she cooked was delicious and she was a gentle person.

Zhang Xiaomo was a little unhappy. He was only three or four years older than Lan An, so how could he be the uncle? However, he was embarrassed to argue with a child. Although he was not much older than Zhu Muyi, he felt a little aggrieved. Seeing Lan An talking and laughing with that man, Zhang Xiaomo felt very uncomfortable.

"An An, am I old?"

"Brother Xiaomo, you are only eighteen, which is the best time of your life."

"Then why does Yi Hanzi call me uncle?"

"Brother Xiaomo, do you think you are a generation younger than Brother Xie?"

"Well, isn't An An an uncle too?"

"He's about the same age as me. It's not nice to call me uncle."

"An An, I don't care, just coax me."

Zhu Muyi is also a smart guy. Before he came, Brother Xie repeatedly emphasized to Zhu the bricklayer that it was okay not to get in the way in front of Zhang Xiaomo. He also knew the limits. When he saw that Zhang Xiaomo was unhappy about the address, he immediately changed his words.

"Uncle Mo, I want to learn how to cook from Uncle An."

"You should learn from Aunt Li. An An's health is not suitable for entering the kitchen."

"Thank you, Uncle Mo."

Within two days, the blue brick materials customized by Brother Xie arrived, and Brother Kong also called a group of brothers to build a kitchen for Zhu Ni, the bricklayer. Before leaving, Zhu Ni, the bricklayer, gave Lan An the rough design of the kitchen.

"Brother Kong, are all the materials available?"

"Don't worry, An Ge'er, we're all here. I've called my brothers too."

"Okay, here's the design, take a look."

Lan An doesn't have to worry about it, Brother Kong and Brother Xu have arranged it. Lan An will just take a walk after dinner occasionally to check on the progress.

Zhu Muyi has some talent in cooking, and Aunt Li teaches him seriously, but he is still not very good at making soup.

Seeing that the wasteland had been almost cleared, Lan An asked Brother Han to talk to the village chief and arrange to plant corn in the next two days. The villagers were very happy when they heard the news.

The weather gradually warmed up, and the soft flesh on Lan'an's belly became more and more. Zhang Xiaomo loved to touch Lan'an's belly whenever he had time.

"Brother Xiaomo, let's go to the county town in a few days and pick some fruit trees."

"Then stay in the county town for two days, take care of the affairs of the county government, and also visit the shops."

"Brother Xiaomo, can we start digging wild vegetables soon?"

"Sure, An An, we haven't gone into the back mountains to hunt for a long time."

"I'll take you there later to catch rabbits."