With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Ah Jin couldn't understand the matter of giving relief to Xinghua Village, and even impulsively hugged the small wooden cart to prevent them from transporting the food away.

"Shopkeeper Mo! Why did you give food to those people! They clearly treated you like that!" Ah Jin blocked the wooden cart with his small body, unwilling to let other servants approach.

When he and Mo Fang went to Xinghua Village on weekdays, they could always hear those people talking about the two shopkeepers behind their backs, and he was so angry that he had to fight with each other several times.

If Ah Ling hadn't stopped them, those people would have been beaten up with black noses and swollen faces by him!

Mo Jingcheng sighed, his impulsive temperament still hadn't changed, and he couldn't even persuade him.

While blocking, Ah Jin saw Mo Jingcheng's helpless expression, thinking that these grains would be given to the people of Xinghua Village for free, tears fell from his eyes.

"Shopkeeper Mo, the child surnamed Zhang is guilty, but the people in Xinghua Village are even more guilty! Why do they force people like this and enjoy this?" Before they finished speaking, they choked up and couldn't speak any more, squatting down and crying Get up, even so, still holding the wooden cart in your hand.

Seeing Ah Jin like this, the servants who had just wanted to persuade Ah Jin also stopped, and they all stood by Ah Jin's side.

They knew about the case of the man surnamed Zhang planting water trees against the law in Xinghua Village, and they were very angry at the beginning.But after hearing what happened behind the scenes, they couldn't hate the man surnamed Zhang.

Even Ah Ling, who is usually the most calm, complained, and said bluntly: "Master Mo, we are not saints, why do we always want to help those people in Xinghua Village who are not even worth anything?"

"That's right! Just leave it alone, why should they sit back and enjoy the benefits? This is the food we grow ourselves!"

"Even if you throw it away, you can't give it to them!"

Seeing that the situation seemed to be getting more and more extreme, Fang Yun stood aside helpless, and did not know how to persuade him.

Mo Jingcheng was so annoyed by these noises that his brain started to rattle, so he picked up the broom next to him to clean up the dust, and rushed to Ah Jin who was still making noise.

Before Ah Jin could react, the broom hit him.The skin where the broom touched immediately became dull pain, and soon turned to itching like an ant bite.

He does less heavy work on weekdays, and Ah Jin is a brother, so the skin on his body is naturally more delicate than that of a man, so the exposed skin quickly becomes red and swollen.

"It hurts! Shopkeeper Mo hurts!" Ah Jin jumped up from the ground, trying to dodge the blow of the broom.

This jump just happened to expose the tenderest buttocks in front of Mo Jingcheng's eyes, and the latter still twitched without a trace of mercy.

If you want to stop the whole situation, you have to deal with this culprit who doesn't think well.

Sure enough, seeing that Mo Jingcheng, who was usually quite gentle, got angry, and showed no mercy to Ah Jin's subordinates, he immediately restrained his voice of resistance, only widened his eyes and dared not say another word.

Seeing that the effect of deterrence was achieved, Mo Jingcheng accepted it when he saw it was good, threw away the broom and glanced at them, and said sharply: "How many times have I said it, you must clarify things before you speak, when did I say that I will send food to Xing Everyone in Hanamura!"

As soon as these words came out, Ah Jin, who was still crying just now, raised his head, covered his red-stained arm and looked at Mo Jingcheng in surprise.

Ah Jin's face was full of tears, but he grinned happily, "Master Mo, so this food isn't given to the villains in Xinghua Village?"

Mo Jingcheng squinted at him with calm eyes, "If you are willing to give away the rice in your bowl, that's fine too."

Ajin immediately fell silent.

The fields in Xinghua Village and the food stored in the warehouses of restaurants can actually provide relief to all the people in Xinghua Village.The entire Xinghua Village is only about [-] households, not to mention that the grain in the field is a good variety, and there will always be a harvest.

But after discussing with Fang Yun, they realized that they could not give up the food completely.

One is that they need to think about themselves, and restaurants have to stockpile some food for emergencies.The second is that after experiencing these things, they realized that if they gave food to those who can only make sarcastic remarks, they would definitely ask for it again in the future.

Over time, even a few warehouses will not have enough food.

So after thinking twice, they decided to send the food to the village chief and others' homes every day at night, so as to avoid the eyes of those people.As for the other people who were really full of bad things, Mo Jingcheng would not even feel sorry for them.

For such a person, even if you take out your whole heart, you will only be full of resentment, why can't you give more.

After knowing the truth, the boys stopped making trouble and obeyed Mo Jingcheng and Fang Yun's orders obediently.

"Ajin and Ling, change your clothes and try not to be recognized by others. If you meet a villager on the road, tell them you are distant relatives." Mo Jingcheng urged.

Ah Jin touched the scary red mark on his hand, and asked a little puzzled: "Why can't others recognize it? Isn't it better to be angry with them?"

Hearing this, Ah Ling gave him a blank look, "Are you afraid that others will not grab food from you?"

The spring drought cannot be resolved for a while, and everyone knows that there will be no harvest in the fields for a while, and then there will be a famine very likely, and experienced people will stockpile food everywhere, even if they use looting.

Furthermore, this relief is only for some villagers, and it is hard to guarantee that other envious villagers will do something for food.One more thing is worse than one less thing. The best solution is to secretly send food to some villagers.

"That's why we can't tell about the relief this time, and we have to tell them to keep it a secret." Ah Jin suddenly realized.

Mo Jingcheng nodded, "Neighboring villages can't spread the word either. Remember to replace the food bags, and don't be stopped halfway."

Ah Jin understood this time, the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears, he turned around and went to the boy to help change the rice bag.

After such an arrangement, the boys in the restaurant were divided into several groups, pushing the small wooden cart with several bags of grain, and ran towards Xinghua Village in the dark.

Before leaving, Fang Yun stuffed a bottle of plaster in Ah Jin's hand.Looking down, it's for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis.

Fang Yun explained the purpose: "Wiping your arms after washing is very effective. Don't blame shopkeeper Mo, he is just a little anxious."

"Thank you, shopkeeper Fang Yun! I don't blame the shopkeeper, it's all for my own good!" After receiving the plaster, just as the other companions were about to leave, Ah Jin hurriedly thanked him and ran away.

After running away, Fang Yun turned into the restaurant and closed the door, looking helplessly at Mo Jingcheng who was waiting inside.

"Why not give it to him yourself?"

Mo Jingcheng didn't answer, and walked slowly over to wrap Fulang in his arms. The sharp breath just now weakened instantly, and he put his face against Fang Yun's side in aggrieved way.

It was as if he wasn't the one who beat someone viciously with a broom just now.

But in fact, he didn't use any force, he just frightened them. Although the red mark looked eye-catching, it didn't hurt to the flesh.

After a long time, Mo Jingcheng said in a muffled voice: "If you give it to him, he won't be afraid of me in the future."

There must be one party playing the black face, so that they can be bluffed at critical moments.As for the kind-hearted party, it is enough to leave it to the little husband.

Knowing Mo Jingcheng's intentions, Fang Yun chuckled, raised his head and pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips to express his relief.

After returning to the house, Fang Yun went to sprinkle water on the remaining chrysanthemums, while Mo Jingcheng buried his head in the kitchen, not knowing what he was doing.

After feeding the rabbits, Fang Yun was idle and had nothing to do, so Fang Yun went to look for Mo Jingcheng lightly, but before he reached the door, he bumped into Mo Jingcheng who was holding a porcelain bowl.

Squinting at Fu Lang, Mo Jingcheng's lips curved into a smirk, "Yun Bao wants to peek at me?"

Fang Yun, who had been poked in his mind, thumped, and a cloud of clouds flew over his porcelain-like cheeks. He scratched the side of his face with his fingertips guiltily, his eyes flickering.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the kitchen was like a steamer. Fang Yun was afraid of the heat, and after standing at the door for a while, tiny beads of sweat began to appear on his face.

Unable to bear to watch Fu Lang suffer from the heat, Mo Jingcheng held his shoulder with one free hand, and softly coaxed him back into the room.

The front of the house was covered by a bamboo grove, so it was very cool. Worried that Fulang would catch cold if he alternated between hot and cold all at once, Mo Jingcheng thoughtfully put a small blanket on his stomach.

After doing all this, he brought the bowl of half-warm soup to Fang Yun.

"Recently, things are busy and the weather is dry, so I stewed some lotus seed and lily soup for you."

Fang Yun still wanted to read for a while, when he heard that it was lotus seed and lily soup, he immediately closed the book and lowered his head to look at it with bright almond eyes.

I saw a few pieces of crystal clear lilies sinking at the bottom of the bowl, next to the lotus seeds. The faint fragrance of lilies blended with the fragrance of lotus seeds, and my anxious heart instantly calmed down.

"Thank you, Husband." Fang Yunnuo thanked, picked it up without hesitation and took a small sip.

The fragrance immediately invaded the nasal cavity, as if being in a lotus flower.

From the front, Yun likes the lotus seed and lily soup the most, not only because it looks good, but also because it has a light taste. If it is boiled with a small piece of rock sugar, I don’t know how sweet it is.

There have been so many things happening in Xinghua Village recently, and he has to be busy with disaster relief for some villagers. Although Mo Jingcheng didn't let him do it, he was sitting on pins and needles waiting by the side, and couldn't sleep well all night.

After one bowl, Fang Yun's whole body became much more energetic, and even his bulging stomach felt a little better.

Mo Jingcheng propped his chin and stared at Fu Lang as he obediently drank a small bowl of lotus seed soup. Seeing that the corners of his lips were still stained with water, he stretched out his fingertips to wipe them off for him.

After his mood stabilized, Fang Yun thought of the business, "Husband, it's not a long-term solution to quietly relieve the disaster. What should we do in the future?"

Although the current food is sufficient, it is more than enough to distribute to some villagers as food reserves, but no matter how worried the villagers are, it is impossible to continue to distribute like this.

Disaster relief can solve the temporary stomach problems of the villagers, but what about in the future?They have to prepare some food themselves.

Helping Fu Lang smooth his hair, Mo Jingcheng narrowed his eyes as he stared at the candle flames moving in the wind.

Fu Lang is right, this is not a long-term solution.

Not only is Xinghua Village, but according to Ah Jin, the surrounding villages are also gradually falling into a food shortage situation.The town is connected to the village, and the village has no harvest, so the rice shop and other shops in the town naturally have no goods.

Even if Xinghua Town is not affected by the spring drought for the time being, if this continues, the town will be affected by more than a little bit sooner or later.

At that time, I am afraid that the entire Xinghua City will be in the predicament of famine.They cannot be confined to a moment of peace.

Even if he just wanted to keep Fang Yun's little home safe, once the spring drought affected Xinghua Town, they would definitely suffer setbacks in Xinghua Town.

The prerequisite for Fulang and Fulang to live a happy life is that they must first use the fields to survive this spring drought.And in order to make Xiao Fulang feel at ease, it is best to help Xinghua Village solve the field harvest problem by the way.

Left and right are also intelligent robots, aren't they designed by humans to solve various problems?

Mo Jingcheng chuckled, put his arms around Fang Yun's waist, and thought about which step to take next.