The husband was once beautiful, strong and miserable [through the book]

In recent days, Zhou Mo didn't go out much to take care of Little Tudou. He simply showed Yan Qing how to eat potatoes. As soon as Yan Qing's eyes lit up, he became more enthusiastic about the things in the yard.

In this regard, Zhou Mo was not talented enough. He only knew a few theories, but Yan Qing turned over the soil, watered and fertilized. He was very busy, and the potatoes grew very well. In just a few months, they sprouted buds and became luxuriant.

Yan Qing still had some aftertaste for the hot and sour potato shreds that Zhou Mo made for him, and from time to time he liked to sit by the side, watching them grow and sprout little by little.

In the beginning, they used potatoes to eat leaves, and later someone steamed them like taro, and later, because the taste was too simple, there were no more people.

...Of course, Yan Qing never thought that this thing has such a strong growth ability before, and it can thrive in the courtyard, otherwise he might not be full and hungry.

Yan Qing poked the tender shoots emerging from the ground, and in a good mood picked up the handkerchief on his lap and began to embroider it.

This batch of embroidery work was received from the village head, Fu Lang, and it was calculated on a case-by-case basis. Although the batch of embroidery could not be paid much money, but it was more or less completely idle, and Yan Qing felt much more comfortable psychologically.

Zhoumo has been busy these days. He originally planned to rent Zou Yu's house to Xu Lishi to raise some chickens, ducks, geese and pigs, but there was some unpleasantness afterwards, so he simply bought some young chickens from the villagers and raised them himself. up.

They were raised in Zou Yu's small broken fence. The house was pushed down and a shed was built to keep out the rain. Zhou Fulang's house next door saw that the place was still vacant, so they stuffed a few in and helped take care of them. This is even more desirable.

So the only thing left unused at present is his own small broken house.

Zhou Mo went home after watching the chicken cubs. From a distance, he saw Yan Qing sitting in the courtyard embroidering flowers. Song Yue was separated by a fence with his elbows on it. He didn't know what he was talking to Yan Qing. Yan Qing's expression was calm. Yes, it seems that he is not interested in Song Yue's topic.

Zhou Mo walked back quickly, Yan Qing immediately put down his things when he heard the movement, got up to meet Zhou Mo, took his hand very familiarly and let out a breath.

Yan Qing said angrily in a low voice, "I told you a long time ago, wear more clothes when you go out, look at you, your hands are cold again."

Song Yue clicked her lips dully, "Why is there such a big gap between people, I've been here with you for so long and I never saw you caring about me."

"I heard that February next year will be the county examination." Zhou Mo watched Yan Qing's movements with downcast eyes, his eyes warmed up, but what he said to Song Yue did not have any warmth, "You are so idle every day, I don't know I thought you were going to proctor the exam."

Yan Qing said with a muffled laugh, "No, Aunt Song just went out for consultation a while ago."

Zhou Mo suddenly realized, and looked at Song Yue, "Did you sneak out? It's really worrying."

Song Yue: "..."

"This is a combination of work and rest," Song Yue said, poking her neck, "By the way, I don't know if you have heard that Xu Lishi seems to want to withdraw from the marriage. I heard that she asked the man out a few days ago. Hinting that someone took the initiative to withdraw the marriage or something, that man is also stubborn, saying that he can help..."

Halfway through Song Yue's words, she glanced at Yan Qing with complicated eyes, coughed twice and said again, "Just, help Xu Lishi propose marriage to someone she likes, anyway, I have no plans to withdraw the marriage."

Yan Qing: "..."

"Moreover, just... What's more embarrassing is that I don't know what happened that day. The two of them seemed to have some disputes by the river. The man fell into the water for no reason. When he came up, his clothes were soaked. Lishi took off his clothes to him, but Xu Lishi was not the only one present at that time."

What Song Yue said was very graphic, as if she was there at the time, "You know this kind of thing, Yan Qing, it will have a great impact on the man's reputation, if Xu Lishi doesn't marry him, he will never be able to marry in his life ..."

Yan Qing didn't have any feelings for Xu Lishi, and upon hearing this, she just felt a little sorry for the man who had been divorced, and didn't say much.

Song Yue said again, "Actually, although Xu Lishi is very rigid, he is really good at hurting people. After being picked up from the water, he immediately put on a layer of clothes for him, and brought him directly to my house to see my mother. .”

Zhou Mo said lightly, "Hearing your tone, you pay special attention to Xu Lishi. If that's the case, why don't you marry her and become a child."

Song Yue: "!"

Zhou Mo showed no expression, thinking that what Song Yue said should not be a routine operation, how could it be regarded as hurting people, if she really counted it like that, Yan Qing would be more painful than Xu Lishi.

Song Yue saw that the two of them were very calm and bored. She shrugged and said, "I'll just say hello to you in advance. Xu Lishi is due to get married at the end of the month. If you don't like it, forget it."

Zhou Mo glanced at her lightly, "What does she have to do with us when she gets married? What? Can I get money?"

Song Yue was choked up by these words, and said after a long time, "...It's not impossible, Xu Lishi's family is very rich, and it's likely that he will hold a banquet."

Yan Qing paused for warming Zhou Mo's hands, raised his eyes and said, "The food is warming up gently, is Ah Mo hungry?"

Song Yue: "...Come on, leave, I've said so much and you're only concerned about whether Zhou Mo is hungry or not, thanks to Zhou Mo's being a man, otherwise I would suspect that you like him."

Yan Qing paused when he heard the words, and some unnaturalness flashed across his face, but Zhou Mo seemed to have never heard of it, and was still answering Yan Qing's question, "I'm not too hungry, but let's eat something, and you, have you eaten yet?" ?”

Yan Qing quietly withdrew her hand, her eyes were nowhere to rest, and she said in embarrassment, "I'm waiting for you to come back and eat together."

Song Yue felt that staying any longer would be boring herself, so she turned and went back to the house.

Yan Qing became worried because of Song Yue's words during the day. On the one hand, he didn't dare to be too nice to Zhou Mo for fear that Zhou Mo would realize something.

The temperature on Zhou Mo's body was too warm, and it became very tempting in the increasingly cold night.

That night, Zhou Mo found that Yan Qing had shrunk into a small ball again, far away from him. What made Zhou Mo speechless the most was that this person fell asleep on the other side.

Getting used to what to hold in his arms at night, Zhou Mo would always feel that something was wrong when lying down. He sat up, looked at the end of the bed and called softly, "Qing'er?"

Yan Qing tightened the quilt and did not speak.

Zhou Mo put his leg on Tie Yanqing's back, and called out to Yanqing again.

Yan Qing's back felt cold, Bing Zhoumo was taken aback for a moment, so he naturally took the square pillow and fell asleep at the end of the bed.

Yan Qing's curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the cold air around him also made his frozen body shiver. After sensing the heat coming from his back, Yan Qing's heart felt soft again, but he didn't dare to lean over.

Zhou Mo said to himself, "It's getting colder, it's time to pull the quilt and come back."

Yan Qing remained silent.

Zhou Mo sighed, and turned Yan Qing over, Yan Qing's tightly closed eyelashes trembled a lot after turning around.

"What happened today? Why did you come to sleep here? Are you hiding from me?"

Yan Qing didn't open her eyes, she pursed her lips lightly and said, "I've blown some cold wind, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold, I'll take care of you when I'm sick."

With Zhou Mo eating and drinking, Yan Qing is already a little plumper than when we first met, and there is a little flesh on his face, and there will be no feeling like Zhou Mo said when he first met. up.

Except for the body cold that has not improved, other minor ailments seldom appear, but whenever she doesn't want to talk to others, Yan Qing will still use the excuse of being unwell.

Zhou Mo didn't expose him either, "Qing'er will go to the city with me in a few days and make you some winter clothes."

Yan Qing: "..."

"I love blowing cold wind so much, I still have to wrap you up tightly, so that I don't have to worry about catching a cold, and I won't sleep empty in my arms at night."

Yan Qing was startled, his handsome eyes opened suddenly, and the tips of his ears were slightly hot, he whispered, "You treat me like a square pillow!"

"Special period, special treatment, when I come back with two quilts, maybe you can sleep alone." Zhou Mo joked with a smile, in fact, it was only because of Yan Qing's body that Zhou Mo accommodated him and hugged him sleep.

Yan Qing's face changed when he heard the words, and his voice became softer, "Well, that quilt is very expensive, one bed is enough, and you give me the rest of the money, and I will warm you up."

Zhou Mo's eyes were raised slightly, and he leaned over with a smile, the corners of his mouth raised, and he said in a cheerful tone, "Qing'er, I thought you would know yourself, who is warming whom?"

Yan Qing blushed, buried her head in the quilt, and didn't want to talk anymore, but her heartbeat became more and more violent.