The daily struggle of the background NPC [farming]

"Juwen!"

Yan Mu panicked, he hurriedly helped Yin Juwen up and hugged him in his arms.Yin Juwen's head hangs weakly on Yan Mu's shoulder, his brows are unconsciously frowned.

Yan Mu laid Yin Juwen flat on the bed, took a cloth towel soaked in water from the outside and put it on Yin Juwen's forehead.

Yin Juwen's cheeks were abnormally red, he was gasping for breath, his chest heaved violently, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable.

His consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he stretched out his hand and tugged at the collar indiscriminately, but due to lack of strength, he was so limp for a long time that he didn't undo the button near his neck.

Yan Mu was afraid that he would hurt himself, so after hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand to untie it for him.He took a blanket and put it on Yin Juwen's stomach. He was very anxious, but he only changed the water for the cloth towel on his head again and again.

In the afternoon, Yin Juwen's breathing gradually slowed down, and his body relaxed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Only then did Yan Mu dare to reach out and touch the other person's forehead.There was still some slight heat there, but his face had basically returned to normal.

He added some water to the pot and boiled some corn.Yan Mu's Ah Mu doesn't know how to cook, and he is even better than a man. Although he also wants to cook something delicious for Yin Juwen, it is difficult for him to cook these few corns. It's already the limit.

After he fished out the corn and put it in a basin to cool, he exited the room and closed the door, leaning against the wall and sighing.

How does this make him feel at ease to leave.

Yan Mu went to the field and collected some of the remaining corn.

He looked at the potato that was about to ripen next to him, and felt for the first time that the growth of these crops was too slow.

It was so slow that he had no time to help Yin Juwen collect these crops.

Yan Mu moved all the corn to the cellar to store up, and hurried back to the house.He saw that Yin Juwen was already awake, staring blankly at the ceiling with his dark eyes, and looked towards him when he heard the door knock.

shiny.

Yan Mu went to the bed and sat down, Yin Juwen kept looking at him, which made Yan Mu feel a little stressed.

They have lived under the same roof for a month, and Yin Juwen has never stared at him so seriously.

Yan Mu coughed dryly, and asked softly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Yin Juwen pursed his lips, pushed down the blanket on his body, and said a word in a low voice: "Hug."

???

Yan Mu was stunned.

He felt that he might be hallucinating, and asked stiffly, "What... what did you just say?"

Yin Juwen tilted his head, opened his arms, and said a little higher: "Hug."

!!!

What exactly happened here?

Yan Mu reached out and touched Yin Juwen's forehead, the temperature was still quite high.

Burned out? !

Yin Juwen didn't get the response he wanted, and felt wronged, his dark eyes were gradually covered with a thin layer of water mist, and his tone was crying: "Hold..."

Yan Mu panicked, he couldn't stand his brother's soft voice that was about to cry, although he was still very confused in his heart, his instinct still took his body to climb onto the bed, and hugged Poor Yin into his arms. into his arms.

Yin Juwen wrapped his arms around his neck as he wished, nestled in his neck and closed his eyes.

Yan Mu's whole body was stiff, and he gently put his hand on Yin Juwen's waist in a very gentlemanly manner.

He hugged him quietly for a while, Yin Juwen in his arms was silent, but he knew that Yin Juwen was not asleep.The shallow and warm breath of the person in his arms hit his neck, clearly conveying the breathing frequency.

"Are you hungry?" Yan Mu reached out and patted Yin Juwen's back lightly.

Yin Juwen rubbed his head, and said vaguely: "I feel."

Yan Mu didn't speak anymore, it was the first time he saw in Yin Juwen the weakness that other little brothers would show.

It's really... pretty cute.

Yin Juwen didn't know what was wrong with him, his body was hot and cold, his head hurt and he was dizzy.Consciousness disappeared for a moment, and he felt himself being picked up and placed on the bed.

Physical discomfort, but gradually tolerable.Close your eyes and feel better...

The slightly offensive smell next to me is inexplicably reassuring, I really want to get close...

The cold body began to warm up, and the furnace-like body held in his arms conveyed bursts of warmth.

Yin Juwen opened his eyes.

He raised his eyes and looked out the window, only to find that the sky was getting dark.The stomach that hadn't eaten for a day finally seized the opportunity to protest, frantically expressing hunger signals.

Yin Juwen took his arm off Yan Mu's neck, feeling helpless and wanting to laugh.He didn't expect that when he was weak, he could let his brother's own physique gain the upper hand and make such a move.

What's even more helpless is that he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Sure enough, it will be assimilated...

Yan Mu had already fallen asleep.His arms were still lightly resting on Yin Juwen's body.When Yin Juwen reached out to take it off, his hand stayed on Yan Mu's arm for a moment.

There are many old wounds on his arms, layer upon layer. Looking at these, one can imagine the bloody storms that this seventeen-year-old teenager has experienced.

It's really distressing.

But... Yin Juwen looked at Yan Mu's sleeping face and smiled lightly.

He will be a good husband.

Yin Juwen got out of bed and was surprised to find several corns on the pot table.When he picked it up, he felt aggrieved when he saw the dried flat corn kernels that had lost moisture.

Yin Juwen sighed with a smile, what kind of prehistoric power was used to cook such plump corn like this?

He picked out the corn, took a kitchen knife and chopped it into thin slices.He filled the bottom of the pot with a handful of firewood, heated up a layer of oil that had been spread in the pot, threw the cornflakes in and fried them.

Yan Mu was finally woken up by the sound of oil colliding with corn.Yan Mu was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and stared at Yin Juwen: "You you! Why are you cooking!"

Yin Juwen smiled at him: "Eat something. It's just heatstroke, it's fine."

"I've already cooked the corn..." Yan Mu said as he got out of bed and put on his shoes, "You don't need to be busy..."

Seeing that Yin Juwen had made those corns into golden flakes, he was speechless for a moment.Yin Juwen smiled and handed a cornflake to his lips: "It's cold when it's cooked at noon. Try it, this is a way I used to do."

Yan Mu opened his mouth subconsciously, and Yin Juwen put the piece of fried corn into his mouth.

A rich and strong taste exploded in his mouth, Yan Mu hadn't eaten such oily food for a long time.And for some unknown reason, the corn grown by Yin Juwen all tastes like sweet corn kernels. After the strong taste of the fried crispy skin and salt fades away, the sweetness of the corn slowly blooms, adding a layered taste. tasty.

Yan Mu stared blankly at Yin Juwen bringing him a large bowl full of cornflakes. He swallowed uncontrollably, and took it without hesitation for the first time.

Seeing that he ate, Yin Juwen felt relieved.He had just recovered from heatstroke, so he didn't dare to eat too much, so he ate a little with wild vegetables.

Yan Mu squatted in the yard eating, saw Yin Juwen came out after eating, wanted to ask about his health condition, but suddenly remembered that they were hugging and sleeping together, and felt ashamed to speak.

Yin Juwen looked at Yan Mu's hesitant expression, so he took the initiative to say, "Thank you."

Yan Mu saw that his thoughts had been revealed, he turned his head and buried his face in the shadow of his arms, pretending to have unintentionally stuffed a few pieces of corn into his mouth, and mumbled "It's all right".

While he was eating, Yin Juwen looked up at the starry night sky.The little sparkling dots show their own persistence in the night, showing a different beauty.

"Sometimes it's quite magical." Yin Juwen suddenly broke the silence, his voice revealing a touch of tenderness in the night, "I... am always alone, and I even think that often I may be suitable for one person, but I never thought, When you are sick, you still want to find someone to accompany you."

Yin Juwen turned his head and looked at Yan Mu: "If you want to leave, I will never stop you. But... if you want to stay, I will not stop you either."

Yan Mu's eyes lit up instantly, almost without thinking: "Okay."

Yin Juwen looked at him and smiled, a dazzling starlight bloomed in the night.

"The corn can be sold." Yin Juwen patted the dirt on his hands and said to Yan Mu.

They were standing in the cellar, before two cents of corn.

Yan Mu nodded.

"I'll go to the village chief's house to borrow a burden." Yin Juwen thought for a moment with his arms akimbo, and turned to leave, but was stopped by Yan Mu.

Yin Juwen turned his head: "?"

Yan Mu also seemed to feel something was wrong, he let go, but still said: "You go to the village chief, he will definitely tell you to drive me away again."

Yin Juwen patted his chest lightly: "It's okay. I agree."

Yan Mu suddenly wanted to laugh.

Ah, to be infected.

Yin Juwen packed some corn in a small basket.Part of it was to be given to the village chief as a thank-you gift, and part of it was to be given to his elder brother.

When he arrived at Village Chief Liu's house, Yin Juwen obviously felt that the atmosphere was a bit oppressive.He hesitated, but knocked on the door anyway.

Village Chief Liu inside responded, and asked, "Who is it?"

Yin Juwen raised his voice and responded: "The village chief, it's me, Yin Yanning."

The voice inside paused, then rang again: "Wait, I'll be right over."

After a while, Village Chief Liu came over and opened the door, and was a little surprised when he saw the corn in his hand: "These corns are of good quality."

"Well, I got a few by chance, so I thought about getting a few for the village chief."

Village Chief Liu sighed: "I really didn't ask you to reciprocate. You go ahead and talk about it."

The yard was a little lonely, and the few fruit trees that had lost their leaves every year hadn't grown leaves yet, so they were bare.There are many tree forks on the ground that have not been picked up, and they are scattered here and there, looking a bit bleak.

Yin Juwen looked at Village Chief Liu's old face, was a little worried, and asked, "What happened?"

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Leave a comment, cuties (^V^) You see how pitiful Liu is entertaining himself day by day...