wear to ancient daily life

Since they came to the suburbs of Beijing and went to the countryside, Yunrong and the others set out to experience the local customs.

It is now June, and the fields on the outskirts of Shangjing are turning golden.Yun Rong and the others walked for half an hour before reaching the countryside.People can be seen everywhere working hard.

Zhou Huanzhi raised his eyebrows, "What are they doing?"

He was born as a young master, so it's normal not to know grain, Yun Rong smiled and said: "Harvest wheat."

The golden wheat waves envelop them, and the tip of the nose is full of clear wheatgrass fragrance.Yunrong looked around, almost every wheat field was harvested by people, both men, women and children.

As a result, the few of them seem to be different types, standing on the side is a bit out of place.

Zhou Zezhi glanced at the wheat field and said softly, "Why don't we help that old man?"

Following the direction of Zhou Zezhi's finger, Yun Rong looked up, and there was only one old man in the wheat field on the left corner, holding a sickle in his hand, hunched over, and harvesting the wheat with difficulty.

Everyone has a heart of compassion, and all the teenagers will inevitably feel sympathy for him when they look at it.

When Zhou Huanzhi heard his brother speak, he was the first to respond, "That's okay, it looks so pitiful."

Yun Rong glanced at Zhou Zezhi, then turned to look at Yu Heng, they were fine, the main thing was him.Let such a precious person like Yuheng go to work?Yun Rong was a little afraid to think about it.

Yu Heng laughed and said: "Go and go, see what I do?" As he spoke, he pulled Yun Rong's hand very naturally, and said softly: "A Rong, let's go."

Yun Rong was already used to Yu Heng's movements of pulling him from time to time, so she let him lead her and nodded.

Zhou Zezhi watched from behind, with a more obvious smile on his lips.

A few people arrived at the wheat field very quickly, because Yu Heng walked in the front, naturally he started.

He didn't put on any airs, and said directly: "This old man, do you have any extra tools? We see you working hard, so we want to help you."

The old man is a very ordinary citizen. Although he has never seen anything in the world, he knows from the clothes that this group of people are either rich or noble.

He quickly straightened up and waved his hands at Yunrong and the others, "Don't dare to bother the young masters, the old man can just come by himself."

Seeing his refusal, Su Yuqing asked aloud, "Old man, where is your family? Why didn't you come to help you?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then slowly said: "Hey, they're all gone, only an old man like me is left."

Yunrong: "..."

He looked at the dull look on the old man's face when he said this, this "go" should refer to something bad.

Instead of exposing the old man's scars, he changed the subject and said, "Old man, do you have any tools? To be honest, this labor is our homework for today."

"Oh, it was arranged by your master, so you can just move a few times." Then, the old man pointed to the ridge of the field, "There, I brought extra today, you can make do with it."

There were two sickles lying there, but Yunrong and the others had five people, but only two knives.

Yun Rong and Su Yuqing glanced at each other, and gave one of the knives to Yu Heng first, and the remaining one to Zhou Zezhi.

Yu Heng held the knife, "A Rong, what about you?"

Yun Rong smiled, "I use my hands." Without a knife, I pulled it with my hands.

Yu Heng frowned, "How can you use your hands? Just watch from the side."

Zhou Zezhi also agreed: "The three of you might as well get some food from the carriage."

They are all descendants of aristocratic families, and their ten fingers do not touch the spring water at home. They are well-raised and expensive. There is no reason to go to the countryside to pull wheat with bare hands.

Yun Rong still wanted to refute, but Yu Heng blocked his words, "A Rong, be obedient." There was a firmness in his tone, and there was no room for discussion.

Yun Rong: "...Okay." He listened to his words unconsciously, and walked towards the carriage with Su Yuqing and the two of them.

Zhou Zezhi saw that Yun Rong and the others had gone a little further, and said softly, "Your Highness is easy to plan."

Yu Heng remained expressionless, "It's good to know."

He didn't warn Zhou Zezhi, he just went down to the ground silently, holding the knife to cut the wheat.Since he promised to help, he will do it, and then let the old man sit on the side of the field to rest for a while.

His tone was strong, and the old man couldn't help but respond when he heard it.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Zezhi restrained his expression and went down to help.

When Yunrong and the others came back with the things, they saw that most of the wheat had already been harvested, and they were a little dazed for a while.

In the wheat field, Yuheng heard the movement, raised his head from the pile of wheat, and smiled at Yunrong.

At this moment, his face was blushing, and his forehead was covered with thin sweat, which reflected the crystal light when the sun shone on it.The lips are bright red, very sexy.

Yun Rong's eyelids twitched, and she looked away in a panic.

Zhou Huanzhi asked in surprise, "Why are you so fast?" It's only been an hour, and such a big field is almost finished?

Zhou Zezhi straightened his aching body, "Hurry up and help the old man finish, hurry up and call it a day."

Su Yuqing: "Then there's no need to work so hard, right?"

Zhou Zezhi said with a smile: "I'm fine, isn't Your Highness exhausted?"

Yu Heng twitched the corner of his mouth, "...I'm fine."

This Zhou Zezhi is really hateful.Deliberately proposing in front of Yunrong what kind of wheat to cut, and even pretending to help the old man, it's all bullshit!

It is true to deliberately entrap him!

Don't think he doesn't know, he must have planned it long ago.

There will not be many sickles, one or two at most, if there is only one, then just give it to him, and let him cut the whole process by himself.If there are two, and he and he each have one, that's just what he wants.

Relying on the fact that he was two years older, he did not know why he would cut the wheat that was so fruitful.With all my ingenuity, the harvest was extremely fast, forcing myself to do my best, which made him so embarrassed.

Yun Rong heard the conversation, looked at Yu Heng in a blink of an eye, saw that his expression was a little abnormal, and asked: "Yu Heng, are you alright?"

Before Yu Heng could speak, Zhou Zezhi in front of him replied for him: "Your Highness is very well, Yun Rong, you don't have to worry."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth slightly curved, and he jokingly said, "Your Highness cuts very quickly, I don't know if you have practiced in private?"

Yu Heng: "..." He saw him practiced before!I don't know who cut it so fast!How can you have the face to say such a thing?

Yunrong frowned, "Yuheng, you don't have to cut so fast, slow down, brother Zezhi too."

Zhou Zezhi nodded, and said softly: "I know, as long as Your Highness slows down, I will slow down. Otherwise, I will be under pressure."

Yuheng's forehead twitched slightly, "Pressure? Didn't you give it to me?" He said in a low voice, Yunrong and the others couldn't hear it.

Zhou Zezhi lowered his eyes, and softly replied with an incoherent sentence, "It's not that you can get what you want, Your Highness, just like today, you can do whatever you want."

Yuheng's brows and eyes darkened instantly, and he glanced at Zhou Zechi coldly, "Take care of yourself."

Zhou Zezhi was not afraid of him, he still smiled and didn't respond, instead he said to himself: "You are not the only one who likes beautiful things."

Yuheng: "..."

He wanted to kill, but due to Yun Rong's presence, he suppressed himself as much as possible, and did not engage in any more verbal arguments with Zhou Zezhi.Instead, he stood quietly for a while, after calming down the tyranny in his heart, he put down the scythe in his hand, walked to Yunrong's side, and said softly, "Arong, I'm a little hungry."

Just as Yun Rong was about to pass the food in his hand to Yu Heng, Zhou Zezhi said in a warm voice: "Brother Rong, could you bring me some food?"

Yun Rong: "..." He looked at Yu Heng, then at Zhou Zezhi who was looking at him below, the men on the left and right.

Not to mention Su Yuqing, even Zhou Huanzhi noticed something was wrong, he immediately said: "Brother, don't you still have me? I'll bring it to you." He bent down and got down on the ground.

Zhou Zezhi said with a half-smile, "That's fine."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Yun Rong opened the food box in his hand.

Because it was an outing, the food made at the house was wrapped in oiled paper, he took one and handed it to Yu Heng, "It contains lotus leaf cakes, try it and see if you like it."

Yu Heng took a deep look at Yun Rong, raised his hand to take it, "I like what you give."

Seeing that the jade-white fingers he stretched out were bright red, it was obvious that they had been severely ground by the sickle.

Yun Rong frowned slightly, "Yu Heng, don't go down, let me come."

Yuheng: "What's the matter? I'll be fine."

"Your hands are all scratched, why don't you go?" Yun Rong took his hand and examined it carefully.

Sure enough, the flawless white palm was not only bright red, but also had many small mouths on the fingers, leaving bloodstains.

Yunrong touched it lightly, "It's just a little thing, why are you working so hard?" There was a bit of blame in his tone, and the worry was superficial.

Yuheng looked aggrieved, "I just want to finish it as soon as possible, the sun is very poisonous today, I'm afraid I'll expose you to the sun."

Yunrong: "..."

He looked at Yuheng angrily and amusedly, "I've already gone to fetch my things, the road back is full of trees, why did I catch the sun? You have to think about yourself."

As he spoke, his tone softened, "Are you tired? Take a break?"

Yu Heng nodded, "A Rong, you are so kind."

Yun Rong: "You... are quite stupid."

He became familiar with Yu Heng day by day, and he didn't have the same fear of his identity as before, and because he treated him sincerely, he didn't have so many scruples in speaking.

He pursed his lips, "I'll rub the medicine on you when you go back." If I remember correctly, there should be medicine on the carriage.

A gleam flashed in Yuheng's eyes, and he said shyly, "Then I will trouble you."

Seeing his innocent appearance, Yunrong smiled, "No trouble."

Yu Heng slightly turned his face to the side, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Zhou Zezhi below, with a trace of coldness in his eyes.Since he dared to trick him, then don't blame him for dealing with him.

If he can dig a hole, then he will sell miserably.

Zhou Zezhi, how dare he miss Arong, he will definitely not make him feel better.