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

After paying half of the deposit to Sister Liu, Zhou Mo's pocket suddenly felt shy.

He has to support his family and buy things, and there are expenses everywhere, but his income is still the same as before...

Yan Qing has been obediently standing by Zhou Mo's side, not saying a word. After the two came out from Sister Liu, they first went to the field, only to find that it seemed that someone had been in the field, and the soil was still wet. More than half of the grass in the field that Zhoumo hadn't had time to mow before was removed.

Zhou Mo glanced at Yan Qing, Yan Qing almost followed Zhou Mo recently, so he naturally knew the situation in the field, he shook his head, "It's not me."

Zhou Mo turned his gaze back to the ground.Strange, who would that be so kind to help them?

After the farm work in the field was finished, Zhou Mo grabbed a handful of leeks at the corner, and then went to the breeding nest.

Those cubs are now the size of palms, and they are very lazy in the chicken coop, wandering around.

Yan Qing stood on the edge of the fence and watched them. When the chicks saw people, they fluttered their little wings and ran to the other side, screaming non-stop.

Zhou Fulang heard the commotion and came out, seeing that it was two people, he turned his head and went into the house naturally, took some rice and handed it to Yan Qing.

"I won't be afraid of you if you sprinkle a few."

Zhou Fulang rubbed his waist and didn't say much to the two of them, as if his body was exhausted, he turned around and went back to the room after watching them meeting.

"What's wrong with Zhou Fulang? It seems that he is unwell. Could it be that he is tired?" Yan Qing turned his head to look at Zhou Fulang's door, "It's not hot today, he wears so much, is he sick? Let's go and have a look. "

After Yan Qing sprinkled the last handful of rice, he was about to run into the house. Seeing this, Zhou Mo held him helplessly, "It's nothing, it's just that I was very tired last night."

Even though there was something around his neck, Zhou Mo still saw a red mark inadvertently revealed by this person at a glance, charming and ambiguous.

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, maintaining the appearance of being dragged by the collar, the whole body showed a desire for knowledge from top to bottom, "...is it so hard, and you still have to feed the chickens at night? Don't the chickens sleep?"

Zhou Mo: "..."

"I don't know if the chicken will sleep or not," Zhou Mo walked back holding the man's collar, "Anyway, when you get married, you don't even want to sleep."

After Yan Qing came to his senses, his whole body was red from head to toe again, struggling to save his collar from Zhou Mo's hand, without saying a word, just a few steps away from Zhou Mo.

Seeing this, Zhou Mo immediately laughed out loud, while Yan Qing paused when he heard the sound, and his footsteps sped up quietly.

When it was time to rest in the evening, Yan Qing went to bed early, and Zhou Mo read a book before going to bed in a leisurely manner.

What he said during the day was just to tease Yan Qing, Zhou Mo especially liked seeing Yan Qing blushing, and felt particularly easy to bully, but obviously someone had listened to his words.

Zhou Mo looked at the gap between the two and said with a smile, "Is this what you said you wanted to marry me? It's more awkward than a bosom friend."

The person lying on the innermost side and tightly against the wall froze, as if hesitating for something, and rolled into Zhou Mo's arms blushing for a long time, buried his head on Zhou Mo's chest and said in a muffled voice, "Who are you? A bosom friend, I can still sleep on your couch."

Zhou Mo just smiled and didn't answer. He lightly pinched the man's ear and blew in his ear, "When can you change your shyness? I quite like the way you forced me to marry you. "

Yan Qing tightly closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, but the trembling eyelashes betrayed him.

Zhou Mo tightened his grip on the person in his arms, but did not expose it.

This little guy doesn't know what it is made of, and his face turns red whenever he says it, and he doesn't need to go through the process.

Early the next morning, when Yan Qing opened his eyes, what he saw was Zhou Mo's peaceful sleeping face, with curved eyelashes and slightly pursed thin lips.

Yan Qing watched it for a while, feeling a little moved, and quietly stepped forward to touch the person's lips, then immediately shrank back into the bed, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and waited for a long time to confirm that Zhou Mo had not woken up before opening them again Eyes, like a child who has successfully stolen, looked at him with a grin on his lips.

... Then the next second, a hand suddenly covered the back of his head, and it was too late when Yan Qing realized something was wrong, and he was hugged by Zhou Molian and his quilt.

The warm lips covered her, soft, and the tip of her tongue gently opened her lips when she was slightly stunned, and when she reached her lips and teeth, she opened her teeth, and her breath became entangled.

Only when Yan Qing's eyes were clouded with mist did Zhou Mo let go of him. The previous distress disappeared in this long kiss, "Idiot, I can't even take a breath."

Yan Qing: "..."

Zhou Mo looked at Yan Qing's blushing face, smiled twice and closed his eyes again, "Good Qinger, I'll sleep for a while, don't seduce me."

Zhou Mo's waking up breath, which he hadn't felt better for so long, disappeared without a trace when facing Yan Qing, but the biological clock still made Zhou Mo choose to sleep for a while.

Yan Qingdong didn't dare to move, and only when he was sure that the breathing of the person in front of him had calmed down again did he climb down from the bed cautiously.

Last night, Zhou Mo was covered with a quilt, rolled up into a thousand layers and slept all night. He sweated a little. The cold has almost healed, but his body is sticky.

...Woke up in the morning and did this again, stuffy under the quilt, the heat was so intense, I couldn't tell if it was the heat or something else, so I just got out of bed blushing and fetched some water for myself.

period……

Yan Qing was also afraid that Zhou Mo would wake up halfway, so he did a lot less of scooping up the water, but when he finished washing and put on his clothes, he looked at the familiar person on the bed, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

After the meal, the two of them needed to move to Zhoumo's house temporarily because of the renovation, and they had to clean it before moving in.

Yan Qing and Zhou Mo ran over with their things, wiped the bed, floor, tables and chairs, and brought over some commonly used things, and put away the infrequently used ones in a box.

Because there were two men, Aunt Song felt that they might be inconvenient, so she brought Song Yue over to help, out of kindness, but...

"Zhoumo, what are you putting in this box? Why is it so heavy? Let's change it. I'll carry the one you have."

"Yanqing, don't move it anymore, leave the heavy weight to Zhou Mo."

"Isn't it just to move a cabinet, say who, no, okay... I can't bear it, I can't move it alone, help me, Zhoumo."

Every time, Song Yue gnashed her teeth for a while, but immediately failed and was defeated.

Yan Qing looked at her from the side, "You..." You haven't insisted on it for two seconds, like a person who simply avoided school by helping them move.

Song Yue didn't care, she waved her hands and said, "Human, the most important thing is to learn to give up."

Zhou Mo looked at her and snorted, "Teach Aunt Song this truth too."

Song Yue: "..."

After moving Zhoumo and Song Yue each sat on a stool, Song Yue remembered to ask him, "... You seem to have emptied Yanqing's house."

Zhou Mo looked up at him, his eyes flashed like a fool, "Let's teach Aunt Song how to give up, you try a round trip in this county?"

"Don't hit people, okay, I've been reading for so long at night," Song Yue glared at him, and turned around, "You two really are, and you won't be separated wherever you go."

"It's okay, it's more successful than your neighbor."

The two were talking, when Tang Ci knocked on the door, and the door was not closed, so he just signaled that he was coming.

"Xiao Ci'er, I haven't seen you recently, she looks a little rich." Song Yue squinted at him.

Tang Ci didn't bother to talk to him, and put down the grapes he brought, "I heard that you were moving, and it happened that my wife brought me some of these when she came back from the city last time, and it happened that I didn't have a good appetite recently, so I brought them to you , let's treat it as... a housewarming."

Song Yue said, "Why is your appetite bad, go and see my mother."

Tang Ci yawned and didn't want to stay longer, "Let's wait another day, I'm so sleepy, I can't eat or sleep well."

After Tang Ci left, Yan Qing came back from outside the house, hiding something behind his back, and walked around the two of them little by little, but Zhou Mo looked at him from the moment he entered the door.

Seeing this, Zhou Mo turned his head to look at him, "Gang Tang resigned."

When asked suddenly, Yan Qing instinctively paused, then continued to poke his neck and say, "I know, I just ran into it."

Zhou Mo looked at him, "Where have you been?"

Yan Qing: "...I, I went to get some things."

Zhou Mo persisted, "What?"

Song Yue inexplicably felt that sitting on the other side of Zhou Mo was a bit awkward and out of place, so he said, "You are really wider than other people's wives in charge."

Zhou Mo and Yan Qing: "..."

Song Yue didn't stay for two seconds, half of the grapes holding Tang Ci in her arms were blasted out, and then Zhou Mo said coldly and without any emotion, "Come for dinner tonight."

In other words, it's time to go.

Song Yue touched her nose, but didn't care too much.

But Yan Qing thought that Zhou Mo was angry, so he quickly took out the things hidden behind him, "I heard that the village chief's house came with another batch of fabrics, so I wanted to help. There weren't so many at first, but Sun's If I quit temporarily, there will be a lot of goods piled up."

Zhou Mo looked down at him, "What does it have to do with you if he doesn't do it, you take so much."

"It's hard work that pays more," Yan Qing said, "Yesterday I saw that you paid the deposit and got paid, so I thought I couldn't let you support the family alone..."

The more he spoke, the softer he became, the less confident he became. In fact, at first, it seemed that he was talking about raising Zhoumo...

As a result, now, he has become a person who eats and drinks.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing turned to the bottom of the box and took out the wages that the village chief Fu Langjie gave him last time. Zhoumo didn't let him use it even when he went to the city, and he almost got what he wanted at home.

He stepped forward, took Zhou Mo's hand, and put the money bag in his hand, but Zhou Mo didn't take it, and handed his money to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing looked at Zhou Mo blankly.

Zhou Mo rubbed his head, and said with a smile, "Why don't I know, I have to leave this matter of housekeeping to my husband? Qing'er, don't lie to me just because I don't understand your rules. "

"...I gave you all the money, how can I call you a lie." Yan Qing retorted subconsciously, but halfway through the refutation, he suddenly realized.

husband, husband?

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-05-1523:11:13~2021-05-1608:45:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 of the gods;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 3 for your little cutie; 2 for Feimo;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Mengluo Zhuangcheng and Momo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!