My delicate husband

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and Lan'an has not been able to rest well at night recently. Zhang Xiaomo did not expect that it was only June and Lan'an was already suffering from the summer heat. Not only did he have a poor appetite, but he was also very hot and his little face was always red.

"Brother Xiaomo, can't you eat ice?"

"Be good, An An, don't eat too much."

Aunt Li also tried her best to make sweet soup to relieve the summer heat so that she could eat more blue eucalyptus.

After dinner, Lan'an lay on the bed with her shirt open, her face flushed, and beads of sweat on her forehead. She looked extremely charming.

Zhang Xiaomo felt his throat tighten as he watched. He had been a vegetarian for several months now, and he couldn't help but feel like he was about to become a saint when he saw such a scene.

Lan An didn't notice Zhang Xiaomo's change at all and was still pulling at the clothes, exposing more skin. Zhang Xiaomo dropped the folding fan in his hand, stood up and kissed Lan An's seductive red lips. Lan An couldn't help but let out a soft moan, and Zhang Xiaomo felt his lower abdomen tighten.

"Brother Xiaomo, don't~"

Lan'an has become more sensitive since they had a relationship. Zhang Xiaomo would occasionally try some meat, but he had never had a big meal. Seeing the scarlet corners of Lan'an's eyes, he kissed her more eagerly and forcefully. Lan'an became limp all over and tears flowed out of her eyes.

Zhang Xiaomo endured for a long time, planted plum blossoms on the neck of the blue eucalyptus, calmed down, got up and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaomo felt cold, Lan An couldn't help but rub against Zhang Xiaomo's arms again and pull at his clothes. Zhang Xiaomo had no choice but to pamper the person in his arms.

"An An, be good..."

"Brother Xiaomo, it's so hot~"

Zhang Xiaomo was so embarrassed that she took out the vest and shorts customized by Lan Euan, but they couldn't fit her now.

"Brother Xiaomo, it's too small. Please ask Aunt Li to make a set for me quickly."

"An An, I'll do it for you, be good."

Zhang Xiaomo was really patient and made a set for Lan An. Although it was a bit ugly, Lan An didn't mind.

Zhang Xiaomo cleaned it and hung it to dry in the washroom

"An An, you can wear it after it dries."

Lan An nodded, feeling a little sleepy. It was not convenient for him to suck Zhang Xiaomo's collarbone now, so he liked to suck the soft flesh on the inside of Zhang Xiaomo's wrist before sleeping. Zhang Xiaomo also liked it, so he handed his hand to Lan An and used his other hand to fan Lan An. After a while, they fell asleep.

Zhang Xiaomo was fanning Lan'an all the time, and when Lan'an was sleeping uneasy, he did not forget to gently pat his back.

As the day drew closer, Zhang Xiaomo's restless heart calmed down. He gently stroked Lan'an's face, with deep affection in his eyes.

Xiao Huihui is a scumbag father. He doesn't care about the two little cubs at all after bringing them back. Fortunately, Brother Xu has experience and he and Brother Kong help the two cubs build a nest. Every day, they ask Aunt Li to boil some goat milk for the two cubs.

The puppies are growing very slowly. They are no longer as sleepy as before and they eat a lot. Every time they drink milk, their stomachs are swollen like two little balloons. Brother Kong loves them very much and often holds them in his arms. The Zhang family also likes them very much. Brother Man even made toys for the two puppies.

The corn grew very fast and was ripe. Brother Han had never seen ripe corn before. It was because the villagers accidentally stepped on a corn stalk and broke it. They had to take the whole stalk home. They didn't know how to eat it, so they gave the whole stalk to Brother Han.

Brother Han didn't understand either, so he went to ask Lan'an. Lan'an took a look, opened the corn husk and took a look, and asked Brother Han to tell the villagers that the corn was ready to eat, otherwise it would become old. Sweet corn should be eaten young.

The villagers knew that the corn was ready to be eaten, but there was so much corn that they couldn't finish it, so they asked Brother Han if he wanted to harvest it.

Brother Han couldn't make up his mind, so he could only ask Lan An

"Little Master, the villagers asked if we were going to harvest corn?"

"Yes, I will. Pick fifty good-quality corn and send them to Brother Xia as soon as possible. Tell the villagers that the corn can be dried and ground into flour to make tortillas when it's old, so there's no rush to sell it all. Of course, I'll only take fifty tender corns from each household, five cents each, and I'll take any that are willing to sell."

"Young Master, can you take it and send it directly to the rice shop?"

"Yes, you and Brother Man go deliver them. We need to sell them quickly. They can be eaten directly after cooking or used in soup. Ask Shopkeeper Ji to organize a free tasting event. If you buy ten kilograms of grain at the rice shop, you can get a cooked corn for free. 8 raw corns are 50 wen each, and they are sold individually for 8 wen each."

"Okay, little boss, I'll do it right away."

When the villagers learned that corn cost five cents each, most of them were reluctant to eat it, as two corns were equivalent to a pound of coarse grains. However, they couldn't resist because their children were clamoring for some.

Children aged six or seven are greedy and only remember food but not beatings. Although the children in Lotus Village have started school and are quite sensible, they still cannot change their greed.

"Mom, if I want to eat corn, just cook it for me."

"You look like a corn, five cents a piece, you're nothing."

"I don't care, I just want to eat, woo..."

"There's no point in crying. What did the teacher teach you?"

"The teacher said, you must be sensible, woo, woo, woo, considerate of your parents, woo, woo, woo, be diligent, woo, woo, studious, and not lazy..."

"If not, cook one."

"Mother, you can't spoil him just because he cries. The teacher said spoiling a child is like killing him."

"He's much more obedient now. It's just a corn. Forget it."

"Well, okay, let's cook three and let everyone in the family try them..."

The elders in the family felt very distressed when they saw their grandson crying with his face red. It was only one or two corns, and the family had planted so many, so it wouldn't matter if they ate two. So they agreed.

You know what, I can't stop eating them one by one. They are delicious and filling, and most importantly, they are sweet. Sugar can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year, but this corn is even more delicious than sugar.

The villagers who were originally reluctant to eat them finally made up their minds and cooked one or two every day.

Brother Han also told all the villagers that when the corn is old, it can be dried and ground into cornmeal. The villagers didn't know what old meant. When they found that it was no longer sweet after being cooked and tasted dry and hard, they realized that it was old and could not be cooked. So they dried it, ground it into powder and made into pancakes. The taste was better than the pancakes made of coarse flour.

When Shopkeeper Ji saw that Brother Han had sent so much corn, he didn't understand what it was and why it was sold at such a high price, but he still strictly followed the arrangements of the young boss.

The cooked corn smelled especially good. The old customers who came to buy grain couldn't help but ask Shopkeeper Ji what he was eating and why it smelled so good. Shopkeeper Ji also introduced the corn. It was heard that if you bought ten kilograms of coarse grains, you could get a piece of cooked corn for free. So those who originally couldn't buy ten kilograms of grain also bought ten kilograms.

After eating the corn, everyone felt that the potatoes were not as delicious, and they all asked if they could buy them individually. When they found out that one was 8 cents, and 8 would only cost 50 cents, they bought 8.

Of course, there were also some people who bought a lot, and some peddlers came to buy corn and sell it in other counties. Shopkeeper Ji also gave them discounts to a certain extent, and the corn was sold out very quickly.

Brother Ji could only ask Bai Lu to write a letter to the boss, asking the boss to buy more corn to sell. Lan Euan took some out from the space, and Brother Han bought some in the village, but it was still not enough to sell, mainly because the local landlords and wealthy families sent managers to purchase.

Lan'an was quite happy with this situation. The villagers planted a lot of corn and there was plenty of space, which was enough to supply it. Lan'an still asked Brother Man to send a batch of corn to the rice shop every two or three days. This situation lasted for more than a month.

When the corn in the village had grown old, the villagers didn't have much left, so they dried it and ground it into powder to use for making hot pot cakes. However, selling fresh corn made the villagers of Lianhua Village earn a lot of money.