With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Fang Yun was taken aback, and the golden peas in his eyes fell on the wormwood leaves because they were too surprised.

After a while, those men stopped not far away, and the village chief walked up to Fang Yun and asked, "Brother Yun, where is Boy Mo?"

Hearing this, Fang Yun wiped the golden peas and pointed to the yard, indicating that Mo Jingcheng was playing with pastries in the yard.

I have to get up early tomorrow to send the finished product to Shangshixuan.

It was a little late today, so they had to hurry up and finish it before night fell.

In the end, Fang Yun frowned, glanced at the men standing not far away, and became vigilant.

The village head laughed and explained: "Brother Yun, don't be afraid, today I'm not here to persuade you to ignore Boy Mo, but to thank you!"

thank?

Fang Yun was even more puzzled.

Coincidentally, Mo Jingcheng heard someone talking at the door, so he followed the voice, fearing that someone came to trouble Fang Yun like last time.

Seeing the man coming out, the village chief hurriedly went up to him, held his hand, and kept thanking him: "Boy Mo! It's good to have you, otherwise that brat would be dead and walk home! I've heard that brat say, I Train him well."

He patted the back of his hand, and said: "Today I heard that you and Fang Yun were going to repair the house, so I brought someone to measure it! It can be regarded as my thanks for saving my boy's life!"

That day, when his husband Xu Yuanqi came back with his ragged clothes and bruises on his face, his heart skipped a beat. He was afraid that something might happen to his only son.

Because he was too impatient, he beat him up.

After calming down and listening to his son finish what happened, he and his husband realized that they had misunderstood Mo Jingcheng all along.

They thought that this sick man could do nothing but cause trouble to others, but at the critical moment, they saved their son's life.

After a while of sighing, I realized that I wanted to come to the door to thank them. I happened to hear that the two were going to repair the house, so they came to help with a strong man.

The villagers originally resisted helping Mo Jingcheng, but after hearing about it, they didn't refuse much.

Fang Yun, who was listening on the sidelines, was still confused, so the village chief told the story of Mo Jingcheng's rescue of Xu Yuanqi again, and praised Mo Jingcheng all the time.

At this point, Fang Yun suddenly realized that the mushrooms were not picked at the foot of the mountain at all, but deep in the mountains!

Thinking of what happened to Brother Mo, Fang Yun's back felt a chill, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Mo Jingcheng who was beside him naturally felt Fang Yun's stiffness. He took his hand out of the village chief's hand, patted Fang Yun's back lightly, and comforted him, "Don't worry, I'm fine and I'm not hurt."

But Fang Yunhong glared at him, the blame and worry in his eyes were obvious.

Mo Jingcheng instantly understood why the village chief was so anxious to beat up his son.

The more you worry, the more angry you will be.

"Boy Mo, I heard that you are going to deliver cakes to the town with Fang Yun tomorrow morning?" The village head pretended not to see the interaction between the two, and when he saw the cakes drying in the yard, he changed the subject, "So many cakes , how do you send them there?"

The village is closed, and the village head is rarely interested in the food shops in the town, so he doesn't know the reputation of Shang Shi Xuan, only knows that it is some kind of pastry shop in the town.

"I'll go there with a load, not far away." Mo Jingcheng pointed to the basket not far away, and replied calmly.

Although donkey carts can be used, but because there are many pastries and the freight is expensive, it costs dozens of pennies to go there.

Even though he had just earned a lot of silver from selling sesame seeds, he had to save up to repair the house, which cost a lot in the long run, so he had to carry it with his physical strength.

But fortunately, after Fang Yun's care and the nourishment of the pastry, the energy has almost recovered.

It turned out that Fang Yun didn't want him to work so hard, so he coaxed Fang Yun to walk around and practice like this, and he would get better faster.

The village chief gave Mo Jingcheng a suspicious look.

This guy who doesn't look too tough can move?The burden filled with pastries weighed at least a dozen catties.

Since he wanted to thank the other party, the village chief helped him out: "Well, my second uncle also drives a donkey cart to deliver goods to Xinghua Town every day, so I'll arrange for you."

In the end, he added: "I won't charge you more copper coins, don't worry."

It is indeed inconvenient to carry the burden on the left and right, so Mo Jingcheng agreed.

After saying this, the village chief still remembered the business, called up the man who was waiting not far away, and explained to Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun: "It just so happens that the harvest has not been done recently, so we can help you repair the house, so let's measure it for you first." Measure what needs repairing."

Looking at the room behind, he said, "We will start construction after a few days when the materials are ready."

The two were worried that they couldn't find someone to help repair the house, so they happily agreed.

After measurement, the big hole in the main room could not be filled, the table leg was missing a piece and had to be replaced, and the kitchen had to be taken care of, otherwise there would be no place to stand.

The people in the village worked hard, and they measured it in a short while.

The two didn't want to take advantage of the villagers, so they insisted on paying them wages and guaranteeing lunch.Seeing that they couldn't make excuses, the villagers who came to help had no choice but to accept them.

Everyone thought that Mo Jingcheng would take advantage of them and treat them as free labor, but it was unexpected.

As a result, his impression of Mo Jingcheng was much better.

Because Fang Yun and Mo Jingcheng were not familiar with the materials, they handed them over to the village head, and insisted on buying them at the same price as the village head.The village head saw that he was stubborn, so he had no choice but to agree.

In this way, the matter of repairing the house was settled, and it was agreed to start work after the materials were confirmed in a few days.

Because the house repair project is not big, they don't have to move out first, which saves trouble.

A few days later, the village chief ordered a donkey cart for the two of them. When the village chief's second uncle heard that this man had saved his nephew, he just wanted to collect copper coins, twenty coins a month, and there was no limit to the amount of goods he could carry.

And Mo Jingcheng didn't have to follow, he could just drag him directly to Shangshixuan, all he needed was for Mo Jingcheng to explain to the shopkeeper in advance.

In this way, not only the shipping cost is saved, more pastries are delivered, but also time is saved.

After the donkey cart was ordered, all the materials for repairing the house were prepared, and the village head also specially invited a carpenter to build a new table.

After a simple breakfast, the villagers who came to help started in unison, yelling here and there echoing, it was so lively, even if it was repairing the roof, they were quick with their hands and feet, but they didn't hide their enthusiasm.

Xinghua Village has always been like this, once they slowly accept this person, they will use enough enthusiasm to infect each other.

Mo Jingcheng also joined in, sometimes seeing that there is not enough manpower and needs to deliver things, so he also helps.

Seeing that he hadn't recovered yet, everyone didn't dare to ask him to help.

But most of the time, Mo Jingcheng took advantage of people's inattention and used his brain to analyze how the materials could be used more conveniently, and then secretly installed them.

Therefore, there will always be villagers who find a well-repaired place and praise it one after another, but when asked left and right, no one pays attention to who did it, and Mo Jingcheng just laughed and said nothing.

Fang Yun is in charge of meals, preparing breakfast and lunch for the villagers every day.The summer was hot, and it was even more uncomfortable to stay in the kitchen. Fang Yun's face was flushed because of this, and fine sweat slid down his cheeks.

But when he saw that the house was getting neater and more beautiful, he also showed a smile that was more dazzling than Xia Ri, which often caused cracks in Mo Jingcheng's cold expression, and then he would stretch out his hand to pluck the other person's hair.

Seeing this scene, the villagers just pursed their lips and smiled.

Fang Yun felt more and more that he was gradually relying on Mo Jingcheng.

I would look forward to him ruffling my hair, I would like to see the corners of his slanted mouth gradually rise, and I would peek at his chuckle to comfort my flustered self.

His unspeakable feelings towards Mo Jingcheng grew more and more, and gradually overflowed his heart, and he couldn't hide it no matter what.

However, he is just a dumb guy, can't do much work, can't speak, and was even kicked out of the house by his family to sign a severance letter.

Are you really qualified to have this tenderness?

he does not know.

At the end of the sunset, the men who came to help also returned home.The two sat on the steps, facing the cool summer breeze and the sweetness of the pastries, feeling so comfortable that it is hard to describe.

Fang Yun quietly put his eyes on Mo Jingcheng, but the other party just happened to look over.

Facing the summer sunset, the eyes of the two collided, sparking a scorching sun.

"Ah..." Fang Yun opened his mouth subconsciously, and an intermittent voice gradually came out from his throat.

Mo Jingcheng's eyes froze.

"Ah."

A cold snort interrupted the strange atmosphere.

The two came back to their senses and looked at the door together.

The moment he turned his head, Fang Yun accidentally caught a glimpse of the scarlet and impatience in Mo Jingcheng's eyes, and his heart suddenly "thumped".

Did Brother Mo hate his gaze so much?

But soon, after seeing who was coming, Fang Yun subconsciously hid behind Mo Jingcheng.

"I wondered why Brother Yun avoided me at that time, because he messed with you, a wild man?"

It was Liang Xingsheng standing at the door.He gritted his teeth, and his expression was extremely dark.

The impatience in Mo Jingcheng's eyes became heavier, the corners of his lips were pressed tightly together, he jumped down the steps, and blocked his whole body in front of Fang Yun.

Liang Xingsheng became more and more unhappy, and continued to talk in a stern tone: "Brother Yun, what's the good of living here? I've heard all about it, and you'll live in a broken thatched hut with this sick man."

With slippery and cloudy eyeballs, he glanced arrogantly at the mess left by the repairs of the house, "I thought you were some kind of good guy, and you were just a poor bastard."

He even gave a glance to the young servant beside him, who immediately understood and stepped forward with the prepared silver.

He recently heard in the town that the new cakes sold at Shangshixuan were made by a man and his husband, and he couldn't help thinking of the green cakes that he accidentally saw when he stopped Fang Yun.

After inquiring about the servants who bought Shangshixuan, it really came from Fang Yun's craftsmanship.

This made him very angry, man and his husband?He wanted to find out, which desperate man dared to rob him of his brother.

In the end, when I came here, I saw that it was the man who drove him away, and saw the two people's eyes blending together, and even thought of humiliating them.

"Your place, I bought it."

Immediately, he took a few handfuls of broken silver from the servant and threw it on the ground casually.

Mo Jingcheng sneered, raised his dark eyes, and gave Liang Xingsheng a cold look.

"You bought it? This land belongs to Xinghua Village, who do you think you are. If you don't have the name of Xinghua Village, what right do you have to shout here?"

In this world, if you want to own a land, you must have a local name to prove your identity as a local.In order to ensure that the land will not be sold privately, the local government has long issued an explicit order prohibiting non-locals from buying land locally.

This is all the information that Mo Jingcheng searched out with his brain immediately.

And Fang Yun has been here for several years, and already has a local name.

Unexpectedly, this sick man from outside knew the law, Liang Xingsheng was choked for a moment, his greasy face turned pale with anxiety, and he still refused to admit defeat and shouted: "You are a foreigner, how can you have the ability?" Talk here!"

"Just because he is from our village."

A majestic voice suddenly sounded behind him.