Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

The carriage stopped beside a field. Nan Qing placed the small step stool beside the carriage and stood aside without doing anything else. After all, he was not needed now.

Sure enough, the next second, a tall figure came down first, then turned around and raised his hand to wait for the white figure behind him to come out, holding his arm, and one hand was around his waist to bring him down.

The weather was not cold, but Master Nan was too delicate, so he wore thick clothes and looked out of place with the other two.

"This is..." Nanfeng looked around and saw that it should be a field.

After Meng Junhuai of the Nanqing Gang bought this place, he had never been here. He did not expect that it was well managed. The land was divided into several blocks in a regular manner. Each small mound inside looked very neat.

The simple fences around are also placed just right, making people feel comfortable when looking at them. The edge of the fishing net can be vaguely seen in the small stream not far away.

Although it will take some time for the seedlings to emerge, but as far as I can see now, Meng Junhuai has done a really good job. It can be seen that his intentions have not been wasted on this good land.

"I planted a lot of vegetables in the fields that Uncle Nan bought. It will look better when the harvest season comes. It will be full of green vegetables. It will be a great sense of accomplishment to pick the vegetables by yourself." Meng Junhuai held Nanfeng's arm and led him into the flat area.

Nanfeng doesn't feel that he is so fragile that he can't walk, but who asked his lover to worry about him? It's really a sweet burden.

"Then can I come then?" Nan Feng lowered his eyes and looked at Meng Junhuai, with a glittering expectation in his eyes.

Meng Junhuai glanced at Nan Qing

Nan Qing shrugged and gestured, "Why are you looking at me? The person with the most say in this family is being supported by you."

Meng Junhuai speechlessly withdrew his gaze and turned to meet Nanfeng's smiling eyes. "If Nannan is in good health, of course it's fine."

Hearing what he liked, Nan Feng gave Meng Junhuai a sweet smile without hesitation, "Ahuai is the best~"

Meng Junhuai was a little embarrassed by him. He always felt that the young master saw through him when he looked at him. His cheeks were hot, but fortunately, his skin was darker and the redness was not visible.

"Want to grill the fish yourself?" Meng Junhuai led the two of them around the fence and approached the stream.

Nan Feng's eyes lit up. "Is this what Ah Huai was talking about?"

"Of course not." Meng Junhuai helped him to a clean stone pier, on which a soft blanket had been laid out. It was clearly carefully prepared.

Nanfeng sat down and looked at the clear lake. This piece of land was in a good location. The surrounding grass and trees looked particularly lush. It should be a problem with the soil. In addition, this stream

Nanfeng nodded with satisfaction. His Ah Huai was very good at choosing places.

"Then what does Ah Huai want to show me?" Nan Feng's eyes were filled with curiosity and anticipation. When he looked at people, he could see clearly, as if he had entrusted his body and soul to the person in front of him.

Meng Junhuai always felt that he could not resist this kind of gaze. "There is a bamboo forest nearby, Nannan, wait for me."

"Okay," Nanfeng nodded.

Nan Qing didn't intend to be a superfluous person. Seeing that there was no danger nearby and the air was good, he took a walk in the nearby woods to see if he could find something interesting. He would go back and entertain Nan Feng.

Nanfeng sat where the sun was shining, so it wasn't too cold. He squinted his eyes lazily and waited for a while before he heard footsteps. He looked towards the person holding a bamboo stick not far away.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Meng Junhuai sat down next to Nanfeng's legs without complaining about the dirt on the ground. For farmers like them, it didn't matter where they sat.

Nan Feng saw that he looked relaxed and naturally did not force him to do it with him, so as to avoid tension and cause a counter-effect. He just wanted Ah Huai to be more free around him.

"Are you going to weave something soon, Ah Huai?" Nan Feng looked at the bamboo strips in his hand.

Meng Junhuai nodded. "The one I wove for you last time with grass was a bit rough. This time I'll show you how to weave bamboo. It will look better. Do you want to try it?"

Nanfeng had never touched this kind of thing before, so he took the bamboo stick handed to him by Meng Junhuai with some interest. He found that the edges and corners were finely polished, and they did not feel sharp at all, and there were not even any extra barbs.

Nanfeng curved his eyebrows, shook the bamboo stick, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing Nanfeng's happy look, Meng Junhuai couldn't help but feel happy too. The young master was really a person who was easy to please. "Follow my steps and be careful."

Nanfeng is very smart and can do it at a glance, but he just doesn't do it properly, so Meng Junhuai has to stand up and teach him how to weave the next step.

After a while, two vivid dragonflies appeared. Nan Feng played with them and admired them. When he felt that there was nothing wrong with them, he spread his hands in front of Meng Junhuai and said, "Let's exchange them."

"Exchange?" Meng Junhuai looked at the dragonfly in his hand, which actually didn't look as attentive as Nanfeng's.

After stroking it for a while, he said, "I'll make another one. This one doesn't look good."

As he stood up and tried to get a new bamboo stick, someone grabbed his hand.

"No, I want the one you have in your hand now. This is what we made together. You can't dislike them." Nan Feng's tone was spoiled, with a thin layer of mist in his clear eyes, as if Meng Junhuai would not give it to him and he would cry in the next second.

Meng Junhuai panicked instantly and quickly handed the cup in his hand to Nanfeng, "Here you go, don't be sad."

Nan Feng smiled triumphantly, took the dragonfly from Meng Junhuai's hand, and gently placed the exquisite dragonfly with its thorns removed into Meng Junhuai's hand.

"That one isn't as exquisite and pretty as this one..." Meng Junhuai stared at the dragonfly in his hand and uttered unconsciously.

Nanfeng played with the rough-looking dragonfly in his hand and said with a smile, "Because I want to give the best to Ah Huai. We made this dragonfly together, and the most precious memory should be given to the most important person."

Meng Junhuai was stunned for a second, and felt that his heart, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to be reviving bit by bit. "The most important person..."

"Yes, the most important person." Nan Feng smiled brightly at Meng Junhuai.

Meng Junhuai was a little stunned when he saw his smile. The young master really liked to smile at him, and his smile was really very beautiful. He only remembered one word his mother taught him:

Alluring with a smile

"Ahuai? Ahuai?" Nanfeng saw that his lover seemed to be in a trance. He called out to him several times but got no response. He could only move closer and poke his shoulder.

Seeing that the man had come to his senses, he continued, "What's the matter? Don't you want to grill fish?"

"Oh... oh yes, grilled fish, grilled fish." Meng Junhuai turned his back to the south wind and patted his face. He took a deep breath and then walked to the stream to fish out the net to see if there were any fish.

After Meng Junhuai finished fishing, Nan Qing came back with a very small rabbit in his hand. "Master, isn't little Meng cute?"

Meng Junhuai looked up at Nan Qing and asked, "Uncle Nan wants to eat rabbit meat?"

"Rabbit meat sounds delicious." Nanfeng looked at the rabbit in Nanqing's hand and thought of many ways to eat it.

Nan Qing looked at the two people's 'covetous' eyes, silently put the rabbit on his back, and laughed awkwardly a few times.

Could he say that this was a pet he caught for Nanfeng?

Why does it look like it's going to become a dish...

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