Picking up a fool to farm

The three tall and burly men rushed out after entering the cornfield. Sibo moved the fastest, and the woven basket in his hand was so full that it was about to overflow.

Yan Chenyi handed the water bottle to him with a grin, and said, "How can we finish eating so much? Didn't I tell you that every grain is hard work, so it can't be wasted."

"You can give it to Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, and other uncles and aunts who are kind to us. Many people in the village will laugh at me." Sibo pouted, and stretched out his hand to break off an ear of corn. Showing it to Yan Chenyi, he proudly said: "Look, Chenchen, it's so tender, it's watery when you squeeze it, I squeezed it~"

Yan Chenyi blinked, stretched out his hand to take the corn over to have a look, he couldn't laugh or cry.

It's not all pinched, the corn kernels of an ear of corn are all pinched and popped, leaving only a corn cob...

This is the case after taking a few in a row, Yan Chenyi really couldn't bear to dispel Sibo's enthusiasm, but this has to be said.

"Sibo, it's wrong for you to break the corn like this." Looking up, Guang and Ning came back from the corn field together, reached out to take the corn in their woven baskets, and peeled off the leaves for him to see, "Pinch a couple of corns You can tell if the corn is tender, and you can’t eat it if you pinch all the corn.”

Sibo's eyes widened and his cheeks puffed up.

"Then what did I do wrong?!" He looked at the corn on the cob in his hand, pouted, "I'll break it again."

"..." Yan Chenyi opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the words. Forget it, he can break it up if he wants, anyway, it's his own cornfield, and it should be clear from Sibo's appearance that he just wasted a lot.

Guang and Ning looked at each other, put the broken corn into two baskets according to the size, and glanced at Yan Chenyi again.

They found that every time Yan Chenyi looked at Sibo, his eyes were very gentle, and Sibo was the same, but the two of them didn't feel any difference between them.

Sibo is stupid, he didn't realize that this is normal.

But Yan Chenyi was different.

Although he is usually gentle and smiling towards other people, his eyes are covered with a layer of indifference, as if he is facing it from the perspective of a bystander, he doesn't care about other people's feelings, he is selfish, he is gentle and selfish.

He only cares about people and things he thinks are important, and Sibo is what he cares about.

Guang Hening felt that the reason their master had suffered so much before might be because he would meet someone like Yan Chenyi in the future.

"Chenchen~ How do you think I did this time?" Sweating profusely, Sibo smiled brilliantly, ran back and put the basket at Yan Chenyi's feet, looking at him expectantly, "How is it?"

"That's right! But you have to apologize to Uncle Li, you have wasted a lot of the cornfields he helped take care of." Yan Chenyi raised his hand and stroked his head, smiling so softly that he didn't even know it was so gentle look.

Sibo nodded humbly, leaned in front of Uncle Li who was looking at him with a smile on the side, bowed very solemnly, and apologized, "Uncle Li is all my fault, I wasted a lot of corn just now, Chenchen said we The field at home is only grown so well with your help, I remember all these, thank you for your hard work."

Uncle Li waved his hands again and again, patted his shoulder and smiled happily, this kid is really good, no matter what his nature is, at least he is being taught by Xiaoyan now.

"You two, as long as you can stay this good forever, don't quarrel over trivial matters." Uncle Li turned his head to look at Yan Chenyi, and joked.

Yan Chenyi blushed, and knew that the aunt and the others must have told his family about his losing his temper with Sibo a while ago, so he was a little embarrassed.

"Chenchen is very nice to me, and won't quarrel." Sibo pouted and looked at Uncle Li. In his heart, Chenchen is the best person in the world to him, and he treats him with nothing in return.

Both Guang and Ning nodded secretly, that's right, only Yan Chenyi was selfless and kind to his master, no wonder the master said he didn't want to remember the forgotten things...

In fact, he has already remembered...

Yan Chenyi didn't know this, Guang Hening wouldn't talk too much, and Sibo wouldn't tell Yan Chenyi that he remembered some things, or remembered a lot.

He just wants to be Chenchen's thinker, that silly man, without any intrigue, pressure, or responsibility.

The current life is too good, so good that he doesn't allow anyone to destroy it, not anyone.

Chenchen belongs to him, and it can only belong to him alone.

"Uncle, let's go to our house for dinner tonight, they caught a lot of fish and came back." Yan Chenyi looked around and saw that there was nothing wrong, so he invited Uncle Li.

"No, no, last time you were so busy and your aunt said, you can't spend all the money. There is nothing to do in the field. You should go back and rest. I see that you have not looked very good these two days. Okay, are you feeling unwell?" Uncle Li took off his straw hat to fan him, with a worried expression on his face.

Yan Chenyi shook his head, smiled at Uncle Li and left with Sibo.

He wasn't sick, he just didn't sleep well.

He has been awakened by nightmares for three consecutive nights. In the dream, he is in a dark place where he can't see his fingers. No matter how he shouts or runs, he can't get out and see any light.

Every time he would step on the pit while running, and then he would wake up with fright.

After waking up, staring at Sibo who was still sleeping but still holding him in his arms, he always felt that this man was going to leave him.

The arrival of Guang Hening today made him even more confused. He kept asking himself, if Sibo's family really came, would he let him go?

He didn't know, he was reluctant, but he had to let go.

So the more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel, and of course my complexion will not get better.

"Chenchen? Chenchen!" Sibo called Yan Chenyi several times before he turned to look at the man blankly, "What's wrong?"

"...I'm home, what are you thinking? I've been talking to you, but you ignore me." Sibo pouted with aggrieved lips, bent over to look him up, then frowned, and reached out to touch him She leaned her head over to touch Yan Chenyi with her forehead, and said worriedly: "Chenchen, are you sick? You sweat a lot."

Yan Chenyi looked up at him, his eyes suddenly turned red.

She raised her arms around his neck and stood on tiptoe, rubbing her cold cheek against his warm neck.

"Sibo...are you leaving me?"

Sibo was taken aback, and when he raised his eyelids, he saw Guang Hening who was standing not far away as if covering them, his eyes were so cruel, as if he wanted to peel them alive.

The two were startled, and quickly straightened their chests and said, we didn't say anything!

"Chenchen, what's the matter with you? Am I not here? I didn't leave you." His eyes were fierce, but the hand stroking Yan Chenyi's back was extremely gentle, and his tone was even sweeter.

"You really won't leave me?" Yan Chenyi's face turned paler, but he looked at Sibo without blinking.

It should be Sibo who asked him this question, but now it's the other way around.

"Chenchen, are you tired? Let's talk about it when we go home." Sibo kissed his forehead, embraced his shoulder and opened the courtyard door.

Yan Chenyi knew what he asked just now, but he couldn't control his mouth, once he opened his mouth, the words came out of his mouth.

"Chenchen, you are really sick." Sibo carried him to the bed and bent down to take off his shoes and cover him with a quilt, then turned his head and said, "Go boil the water."

Ning hurried to the kitchen, he was good at this.

"Uh...shall I find a doctor?" Guang Zhang opened his mouth and asked in a low voice.

Sibo waved his hand to signal him to go out.

Guang immediately turned his head and left, going to the kitchen to help Ning boil water.

Yan Chenyi frowned, and the cold sweat on his forehead slid down his browbones. His face was pale and he was obviously very uncomfortable.

"Chenchen?" Sibo leaned over and whispered in his ear, and patted his cheek.

"Sibo..." Yan Chenyi slightly opened his eyes, he felt a burning sensation in his throat, very dry and uncomfortable.

"I'll get you some water, Chenchen, you're sick." Sibo turned around and poured a glass of warm water to help him feed him, stretched out his hand to pinch his nose and shook his hand gently: "I must be tired recently, really Think of yourself as the God of Wealth."

Yan Chenyi blinked, he was dizzy at the moment, he only felt that Sibo in front of him was very handsome.

And what's with the pampering in this man's eyes?He never saw it.

Sibo sighed and kissed his forehead, "I'll wipe you off in a while, you go to bed first."

"I want to cook, I'm hungry..." Yan Chenyi curled his lips, trying to prop himself up and sit up.

But Sibo couldn't make him move again, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him back, "I can make porridge, and I'm not stupid."

Yan Chenyi hummed twice, closed his eyes and rubbed his face against the pillow.

"Then don't boil the pot dry, remember to add water." The words were muttered, but they had already fallen asleep in a daze.

Sibo looked at him for a while, reached out and touched his cheek, stood up and went out.

"They say that's not how you make a fire! You're so stupid." Ning stood aside and kicked Guang's ass, disgusted.

Guang turned his head and glared at him, "Didn't you say you could do it? You can't even make a fire, so why boil water?"

"It takes so long to boil the water, what else can you two do besides eating." Sibo stood outside the kitchen door with a gloomy face, his eyes were so cold that they were about to drop ice scum.

"Go away." Throwing them out one by one, Sibo squatted by the stove and started the fire three or two times, then scooped water into the big pot and waited for it to boil.

Guang Hening stood outside the door, looking inside suspiciously.

Seeing that the fire was ready, he clapped his hands in admiration, "Master is amazing!"

"Who are you two calling?" Sibo tilted his head to look at them with an innocent and cute look.

The corners of the mouths of the two twitched, it was obvious that they had remembered who they were, and they pretended not to know each other, why were they so annoying.

The two looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

"You heard it wrong!" It's rare that these two people will speak in unison.

Sibo raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"Chenchen is sick, you two can figure out what to do for dinner."

The two nodded, it doesn't matter if they are hungry.