My delicate husband

After dinner, we cleaned up briefly. There was not much oil left in the oil lamp at home. Lighting a lamp in the countryside was a luxury.

Guo Ge'er helped clean up the yard and went back to his room to sleep. Yuansheng had always been responsible for Zhang Xiaomo's washing and brushing his teeth. Lan An didn't object. Before dark, he got some hot water and helped Zhang Xiaomo clean up.

"Angel, the meal tonight is delicious."

"You like it?"

"Yeah, I like it. Why did you cut your hair?"

"Is it not possible to cut it?"

"No, I'll just ask."

"It's just for easy maintenance. Otherwise it's too dirty. Zhang Xiaomo, do you want to cut it?"

"Tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll cut it for you tomorrow when I wash your hair. It's getting late, you should go to bed."

"Anger, you should get some rest early too."

"Zhang Xiaomo, good night."

"Good night, Angel."

Lan Euan lay in bed, thinking about how to make money. He tried to learn from the novels he'd read, but it seemed like there was nothing to draw on. He knew the ingredients for soap, but he didn't know the ratios. Besides, his family was so poor, there was no lard for him to make. He couldn't make tofu, either. He could make soy milk, but he couldn't make paper. Cooking food required ingredients, and many of the seasonings were unavailable. Even if there were ingredients in the back mountains, he wouldn't know where to find them.

For the first time, Lan'an had a strong desire for money. If he had not clearly accepted the plot, he would have suspected that the little glutinous rice dumpling 008 was just his imagination.

This system was quite Buddhist, completely lacking the anxiety it had when it asked him to choose the cheat code. How could he, knowing this devastating start, have he definitely begged the system for help? Lan Euan mentally complained about the glutinous rice balls and slowly fell asleep. This bed was incredibly uncomfortable.

In his dream, Lan Euan came to a small manor. There was a lake in the manor. It was not big, only about six or seven square meters. Next to the lake was a field, about two or three acres. There was also a small wooden house. There was an electronic screen in the house, which showed a shopping mall where transactions could be made.

"Dear host, we meet again. Welcome to the farming space. The space consists of three parts: spiritual springs, fields, and trading space. The host's ultimate goal is to ensure that 80% of the people in Chuqi Country can have enough food and clothing.

Food and clothing means that after deducting taxes, you can have enough food to eat and have enough to spare, and you can also have enough money to dine out of ordinary diseases, so that you will not die of hunger, disease or cold.

If the host completes the corresponding task, there will be corresponding rewards. The task is invisible and triggered randomly.

Currently, 5% of the population of Chuqi Nation has achieved food and clothing. Host, keep working hard. The space can also be upgraded. The spiritual spring water cannot cure diseases, but it can only strengthen the body. The land cultivation can reach the highest level in China. The mall can be exchanged for goods or money. Host, please find out for yourself. Now distributing novice gift packs. Goodbye, host.

"No, wait~"

Lan An wanted to say something when a blue light appeared in front of his eyes. Rice and wheat seeds, as well as planting instructions, appeared in front of him.

Lan Euan tried calling 008 again, but there was still no response. No, this system is pretty Buddhist. This is the first time I've seen a blind box mission.

In fact, Lan Euan didn't care about the mission at all. He didn't want to go back to his original place. After being finally freed, he just wanted to raise his kitten. His kitten was too thin and he didn't like it.

I have to say that this system is quite consistent with Lan Euan's personality. If he is really forced to do something, he will not cooperate. After all, what he cares least about is his life.

Lan An was still somewhat interested in all the random golden fingers he had. Even if he read many novels, he had never experienced the double pleasure personally. Besides, Lan An himself was tired of the intrigues in the world of fame and fortune, and he yearned for a simple and honest farming life.

After looking at the area of ​​the fields in the space, Blue Eucalyptus plans to plant half rice and half wheat. It feels like the QQ Farm we played when we were kids.

An acre of field is divided into one hundred small grids, and each small grid has the word "plant" on it. Just click it and a small pit will appear. This requires manual placement of a seed in each grid. After planting the seeds, the word "water" will appear. Just click it and the spiritual spring water will be automatically poured on it.

It sounds easy, but it also takes time. However, it seems that once the space reaches a certain level, you can start planting and watering. Now you need to do it yourself to make sure that every grid is planted and the spiritual spring water is also poured in one grid at a time.

One acre of rice and one acre of wheat can be planted in one night, and they will be mature in 5 days. What makes Lan Euan excited is that this is the same as QQ Farm. When the rice is mature, there will be a small hand symbol on it. Just click it and the rice will be automatically harvested and stored in the warehouse. However, you have to click one grid at a time, which is much more convenient than real labor.

When rice is first planted, it can only be harvested once. After a certain number of plantings, it can be harvested several times. It is really fragrant.

The next morning, influenced by the original owner's biological clock, Lan Euan woke up very early. He did not feel the back pain as he had imagined, as if he had just had a dream.

In order to verify the existence of the golden finger, Lan An kept thinking about the small manor in his dream last night. In the blink of an eye, Lan An entered the space. Fortunately, it was not a dream. Lan An was somewhat relieved that he should be able to survive this winter smoothly.

Lan Euan took some spiritual spring water from the space and put it into the water tank. This spiritual spring water cannot cure diseases, nor does it have magical effects of bringing the dead back to life, but it can cleanse people's meridians and strengthen the body. However, it takes a long time to regulate, and there will be no obvious changes in a short time. At the same time, it also has the effect of restoring the spirit. In short, it has only benefits and no harm to the human body.

Zhang Xiaomo coughed intermittently all night last night. He looked very haggard when he woke up in the morning. There were dark circles under his eyes and his eye bags were a little obvious, but it did not affect his handsomeness at all.

Lan'an only took a glance and guessed that he had not slept all night. Lan'an was a little annoyed. The lives of beautiful creatures were short and they were always easy to die. Lan'an didn't like it, but the lifeless and soulless ones were more attractive to the living ones.

Zhang Xiaomo's fingers are slender and long. Her chest is very uncomfortable due to long-term coughing, so she can only massage it with both hands from time to time, giving people the feeling of Xishi holding her heart. Lin Daiyu's fragility is visible at a glance, which makes Lan An feel pity unconsciously.

Breakfast was ready quickly. Lan'an also steamed eggs specially. These were the only two eggs in the family. Lan'an steamed them all at once. Now that he had a way to make money, he was not willing to compromise himself at all. What's more, all the crispy skins in the family were too thin. If you want to be healthy, eating more good and nutritious food is much more reliable than taking medicine. After all, medicine is three-point poison.

Perhaps it was because he caught a cold, or because the bedding wasn't warm enough, but he didn't get a good night's rest. Zhang Xiaomo looked listless and exhausted, but his face was unusually rosy.

He doesn't have a fever, does he? Lan An was a little worried when he saw this, so he went over to touch his forehead. Zhang Xiaomo felt the cool touch on his forehead and felt a little comfortable. When Lan An's hand left, his forehead was still unconsciously pressed against Lan An's hand, not wanting it to leave.

Lan An was very happy to feel Zhang Xiaomo's dependence, and put her hand on him again. Zhang Xiaomo suppressed his surprise, looked up at Lan An, and did not say anything. He just felt dizzy and wanted to sleep.

Lan An noticed that Zhang Xiaomo had no appetite, could not even open his eyes, and had not even taken a few bites of the rice in his bowl. He quickly helped him into the room to rest, and asked Guo Ge'er to go to the west end of the village to ask for Doctor Li.

Doctor Li came quickly and after a quick examination said that he had caught a cold. He prescribed some medicine which cost 107 Wen. Lan An wiped Zhang Xiaomo's body with a towel while he asked Guo Ge'er to boil the medicine.

Lan An stayed by the bed for most of the day. The temperature on Zhang Xiaomo's forehead finally subsided, and he slowly woke up. Lan An quickly brought the boiled medicine over, warming it over the fire. It was still warm, and from a distance, he could smell the bitter aroma unique to traditional Chinese medicine.

Watching the man in front of him drink the medicine expressionlessly, Lan An felt distressed. He was so weak and must have taken a lot of such bitter medicine. For some reason, Lan An's eyes were filled with tears, which wet his eye sockets and just flowed down.

For the first time, Zhang Xiaomo directly felt the heartache in Lan An's eyes. It was completely different from his previous outspoken self. Zhang Xiaomo's heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy object. He felt an extremely unfamiliar emotion that he hadn't experienced in seventeen years. He didn't know how to describe it.

The slightly cold fingertips brushed across the corners of Lan'an's eyes. Zhang Xiaomo raised his head slightly and fell into the other's gentle eyes. He didn't know why he did this. He calmed himself down and spoke to comfort her.

"It's okay, Ange, it's not hard."

A gentle voice sounded in his ears, and Lan An suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He had not cried since he was ten years old. Tears now could only mean that his tear glands were too developed.

Lan An took the bowl in annoyance and walked out without saying a word. On the way out, he accidentally kicked the bench and his foot hurt a little.

A low laugh came from behind his ear, and Lan'an felt like his face was burning. It had been a long time since he had felt so embarrassed, and Lan'an couldn't help laughing.

Lan Euan didn't dwell on it, quickly adjusting his mood. The family was out of food, and he thought of the wild vegetable pancakes from his original memory. But there probably weren't any wild vegetables this season. Come spring, there should be plenty. He'd go dig up more. After all, with no money or food at home, he had to rely on wild vegetables. He really couldn't look down on them. They say those who dig wild vegetables are in love, so he didn't have the potential to be in love, did he?

Zhang Xiaomo leaned on the bed. Through the contact over the past few days, he was sure that Ang'er had changed. He even had a hunch that the soul in this body was not Ang'er. However, he was happy about this outsider. His seventeen years of uneventful life seemed to be disturbed by his arrival.

After all, in the past six months, Ang'er had never taken the initiative to have physical contact with him, nor did he dare to look him in the eyes. He always kept his head down and was busy at home, being cautious and not making any bold moves.

Zhang Xiaomo had always treated Anger as his younger brother. Ever since he was old enough to understand, he had devoted himself to reading books of sages. He only wanted to make his family live a good life through reading.

Zhang Xiaomo has always been emotionally indifferent. When his parents were alive, the family was very close, but Zhang Xiaomo was very distant from them. Since he was poisoned, he has become even colder, and his parents have no way to deal with this precocious eldest son.

When An Ge'er first came to this family, Zhang Xiaomo didn't have much feeling. Although she knew that she was his future partner and had no intention of getting close to him, she didn't hate him either.

Zhang Xiaomo knew that Anger was very afraid of him and rarely appeared in front of him. Zhang Xiaomo was also very pleased with his understanding.

In order to reassure his parents, Zhang Xiaomo felt that marrying him would not have any impact. The two of them could live their lives in mutual respect. He had to get married anyway, and it didn't matter to him who he married. It would be better to marry an obedient one. He hated noise and trouble.

They had originally planned to get married when An Ge'er turned 15, but unexpectedly his parents died unexpectedly, and no one knew why he met the current An Ge'er.

Zhang Xiaomo had to admit that Ang'er now gave him a different feeling. Seeing those eyes that were full of him, his heart softened. From childhood to adulthood, no one had ever looked at him with such warm and sincere eyes.

He had to admit that he liked these eyes and hoped that the owner of these eyes would stay with him forever. He had never experienced love and didn't know what it felt like to be moved. He only knew that he wanted to hold on to the person in front of him, no matter whether the person in this body was a human or a ghost, he wanted him to stay with him.

Lan'an had no idea what the people in the room were thinking. He was cleaning the house with Guo Ge'er. He planned to put things in order in the next two days to see if anything was missing. When the rice was ripe and he had extra money, he would go buy some. Winter was coming soon, and winter clothes and quilts were really important. He also had to repair the roof, otherwise this winter would be very difficult to endure, not to mention that there was a sickly person at home.