With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Mo Jingcheng lifted the broken hair beside Fang Yun's cheek, frowned and stared at Fang Yun's sleeping face.

Fang Yun in his sleep seemed to feel the touch, and shrank back tremblingly.

Sensing the other party's instability, the sharpness in Mo Jingcheng's eyes was bottomless.

Just now, after he carried Fang Yun, who was tired from crying, into the room to comfort him into a sound sleep, he also checked the wound on his face.

There were no scratches after the fall, but instead it was full of bruises as if swollen from a beating. Even though the ointment had been applied just now, it was still very red and swollen.

But Fang Yun cried a lot, and just kept gesticulating to tell him that it was a fall.

As an outsider, it is not easy for him to ask more questions.

Mo Jingcheng pressed the quilt to Fang Yun's chin, and stood beside the bed silently thinking about something.

In the end, the door was gently closed.

When Fang Yun escaped from the nightmare and opened his eyes suddenly, it was already pitch black outside.

Fang Yun's eyes widened, panting heavily, trying to get out of the pain just now.

Just now in the dream, he ran away desperately, but Du Meijuan behind him kept chasing after him, and later even turned into a black shadow, baring his teeth and claws to pull him closer to the darkness.

He ran forward desperately, but he couldn't find any light.

When he woke up and looked at the dark room, he realized that he had slept all day.

And Mo Jingcheng stayed outside all night.

Fang Yun instinctively hid the fear in his heart, put on his coat and got out of bed, and opened the door as if nothing had happened, but his heart beat like a "thump", for fear that Mo Jingcheng would ask about what happened yesterday.

He cried so embarrassingly.

In the yard, only one candle lamp was lit and placed at Mo Jingcheng's feet, and the big bean flame danced gently with the evening wind.

The cool moonlight shone on Mo Jingcheng who was sitting in the middle of the courtyard, adding a sense of coolness and innocence.

Mo Jingcheng, who was pruning the grapes, heard the sound of the door opening, paused for a moment, but kept moving his hands, staring at the grapes and asked, "Are you awake? I'll teach you how to make raisins."

For Fang Yun now, what is most needed is silence.

Therefore, Mo Jingcheng gave him enough silence.

Fang Yun knew Mo Jingcheng's intentions, suppressed the tears that poured out, and nodded gently.But found that Mo Jingcheng didn't look over, so he moved a small wooden stool and walked forward with peace of mind.

He didn't say, so he didn't ask.

For now, that's enough.

Both of them tacitly stopped mentioning yesterday's matter, and turned to deal with the raisins that hadn't been made in time today.

"You string it up and let it dry under the eaves for half a month, and then it will be ripe." Mo Jingcheng handed over the thread used to string grapes in his hand, and while the person raised his head to pick up the scissors, he put his eyes on the grapes in a subtle way. on his right face.

The ointment given by Miracle Doctor Gu is very effective. Now Fang Yun's face has subsided more than half of the swelling, and the corners of his eyes are not so red. Instead, they are shining brightly because of the grapes in front of him.

Seeing that people seem to have recovered from the nightmare, Mo Jingcheng is no longer worried.

Fang Yun, who was sleeping just now, seemed to be being chased by something, sweated aloud, and his face was pale.After he comforted him softly, the other party calmed down a little and fell into a deep sleep again.

He stayed by Fang Yun's side until he saw that Fang Yun was almost awake, then he went to the yard and pretended to handle the grapes.

Raising his eyes, he shifted his gaze to Fang Yun's upturned lips, "After you left today, shopkeeper Tang and I discussed selling raisins at Shangshixuan, including the processing cost, at a price of two taels a catty, what do you think? "

Today Tang Zhengzhi saw the grapes in the yard and heard that Mo Jingcheng was making raisins. He was very surprised. He was worried that the pastries could not be sold and wanted to make some new products, so he discussed whether he could sell the raisins in Shangshixuan .

Mo Jingcheng naturally agreed, but he needed Fang Yun's opinion more, so he said that he would reconsider after Fang Yun came back.Unexpectedly, it happened suddenly, so Mo Jingcheng waited for Fang Yun to feel better before bringing it up.

Unfamiliar with the steps and the lack of light in the yard, Fang Yun fought wits and courage with the silk thread, and it took a while to string together one piece. Now he heard Mo Jingcheng proposed a plan, and nodded vigorously.

He has always agreed with what Brother Mo decides, and besides, he feels stupid, and there is no other way to solve this problem.

Hearing this, Mo Jingcheng looked away, "As for how to sell it, I plan to ask Miracle Doctor Gu to try it. Since they are worried that the food in Shangshixuan is poisonous, they invite Miracle Doctor to taste it in person."

As for this, Mo Jingcheng came up with a solution by searching his brain.Only by eliminating this concern can business truly resume.

Although Gu Cheng is a bit eccentric, but he loves food, Xu is willing to agree to this event.

"In a few days, I'll go to Miracle Doctor Gu for advice. We'll start after the raisins are ready."

Just do what you said, Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun got busy within a few days.

Mo Jingcheng was in charge of negotiating, and Fang Yun was good at craftsmanship, and gradually became familiar with the steps of making raisins, so he concentrated on dealing with this. After a few days, the matter of meeting Du Meijuan in Xinghua Town was too busy to be forgotten.

After hearing Mo Jingcheng's thoughts, Dr. Gu snorted coldly with his gray beard, but couldn't hide his admiration, and agreed after a moment of awkwardness.

And Tang Zhengzhi also often came to Xinghua Village to help, and it was troublesome to come and go, and the left and right Shangshixuan didn't have much business recently, so after a few times, he simply rented an empty house in Xinghua Village that was closer to Mo Jingcheng.

Within a few days, Tang Zhengzhi, a businessman, greeted his neighbors with a bold personality.

Since such a decision was made, all the remaining grapes in the field were picked.

The mature wormwood and sesame seeds were afraid that they would rot in the field, so Fang Yun picked them up and made refreshing wormwood noodles under Mo Jingcheng's guidance.After Tang Zhengzhi ate it, he still praised it carelessly, which made Fang Yun blush.

After they were full, the group of people went about their business in the courtyard, while Mo Jingcheng went to the kitchen to collect firewood.

"Brother Mo, Brother Yun, I'm here to help!" After a while, Xu Yuanqi ran into the yard bouncing around.

Tang Zhengzhi raised his head upon hearing this.

After Xu Yuanqi bowed to him, he regained his lively appearance.He had heard of Tang Zhengzhi's name a long time ago. Although his appearance seemed unfamiliar, but with his outgoing personality, he put aside the grievances between his age and became a confidant in a short while.

Xu Yuanqi usually attends classes in the school in Xinghua Town. Recently, he has a lot of free time due to rest. When he heard that Mo Jingcheng was making raisins, he rushed over to help.

Although Xinghua Village is relatively remote, things in the village always spread quickly, which is not unexpected.

Fang Yun smiled and took a bench from the back room for him, causing him to take the bench and joked: "Thank you, Brother Yun."

Hearing different titles, Fang Yun would just blushed and smiled without refuting.

He is indeed one or two years older than Xu Yuanqi, but because of his well-behaved appearance and thin body, and his brows are even more immature, he looks younger than Xu Yuanqi on weekdays.

But Xu Yuanqi did not sit down, but looked around with a small bench, "Where is Brother Mo?"

Fang Yun was puzzled, but this was not something he could ask, so he pointed to the kitchen.

"Thank you, Brother Yun." After finishing speaking, Xu Yuanqi ran directly towards the kitchen.

He didn't come here today because he wanted to help, but because he was still thinking about what Mo Jingcheng asked him to do.

About Fang Yun.