Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Unexpectedly, by chance, Zhao Laowu found himself a job that was easy and paid well.

To prove himself, he took out the meat skewers that he prepared for supper, went to the stall next door to buy oysters and scallops, and made kebabs, grilled oysters and scallop vermicelli.

Thin vermicelli are placed on the scallops, garnished with garlic and green coriander leaves. When the scallops are cooked, they make a sizzling sound and the fragrance wafts out. The taste is not too good.

Li Haitang ate one by himself, and let his savage husband try it out. There were five remaining on the barbed wire.

"Try it too, and take care of the store's business in the future."

Li Haitang reluctantly parted with her, and gave up the remaining few scallops. She didn't want her children to be caught by wolves. She repeatedly showed the location of her shop, and claimed that before the shop opened, she would definitely go to Songhe Academy to promote it.

Because there was still some time before the opening and the shop was being renovated, she told Zhao Laowu that she would go there if she had time, and if there was anything to add to the back house, she could go directly to Craftsman Wang.

"Boss, thank you."

Zhao Laowu thanked her sincerely, and Li Haitang waved her hand. It was just a trivial matter for mutual benefit. Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to find a suitable cook because her eyes would be darkened in the capital.

It took an hour for everyone to talk, and when night fell, the number of people in the night market not only did not decrease, but more and more.

The couple wandered around a lot, buying all kinds of gadgets and beautiful candlesticks. Li Haitang almost bought the stall, but the stall owner was so frightened that he asked several times in a row, and finally confirmed that he was not hallucinating.

"The candle holders are very novel, they are placed on each dining table, and with red candles, they can also adjust the dining atmosphere at night.

In summer, when it is dark and late, there is no need to prepare, but in winter, the oil lamps hanging above the head are not bright enough, and candles are needed for lighting.

"Lady, it's late, let's go to the inn to rest?"

Xiao Lingchuan glanced at the sky, the original crescent had been covered by dark clouds, the sky was hanging low, and the distance was like thick black clouds, which were about to spread to this side.

It will rain again at night, and tomorrow the carriage will leave Zhuangzi, the road will be muddy, and there will be another delay.

"OK."

There are many inns nearby, but Xiao Lingchuan still chooses the cleanest first-class room.

Going to the night market to eat and drink, the pressure in my heart is relieved. My wild husband is like this. He will not comfort him with words, but express it with actions.

The clean room of the inn is very large, and there is a small pool inside. There is a step next to the pool.

"Lady, you bought three bottles of gel tonight."

Xiao Lingchuan's mouth was parched. When he saw the stone platform, he couldn't help splashing water on it to rinse it, and then wiped the water with his hands. His eyes were deep and fiery.

"There are three flavors: jasmine, osmanthus, and light lotus."

The gel is moisturizing, similar to modern shower gels, but the ingredients are all natural, and it does not scrub to produce bubbles.

Li Haitang opened it and took out the dew. She was more interested in the porcelain bottle outside.

"Keep the porcelain bottle for you, and give me the dew."

Xiao Lingchuan's voice was hoarse, and his body felt like it was going to burst. His wife would not know what he meant by such an obvious hint, right?

"Husband, what do you want this for?"

Li Haitang was still thinking about his own shop, calculating the cost in his mind, and was doing two things with one mind, the condensed dew was slippery after washing, obviously it was a woman's thing.

Xiao Lingchuan didn't explain, but quickly tore off his clothes, lay down on the stone platform, showing the perfect streamlines of his body, his actions showed everything.

Li Haitang suddenly understood, her cheeks were hot, she first took off her clothes, then cleaned her hands, smeared dew on her husband's acupuncture points.

The acupoints are precise, and when you press them, they feel very comfortable, Xiao Lingchuan couldn't help but hum softly.

His wife's body massage was much more comfortable than hands, so he waited patiently.

After a while, Li Haitang couldn't bear it any longer. She sat directly on the body of her savage husband and patted it with her hands again. She also felt the feeling of riding a big horse.

"Ma'am, what are you doing?"

Xiao Lingchuan swallowed his throat, still feeling that his throat was burning. He fixed his wife with his hands behind his back, then turned over and pointed his front at Li Haitang.

"what…"

Li Haitang didn't expect such a difficult move, Xiao Lingchuan did it in one go, and couldn't help humming...

It rained during the night and the ground was soaked again.

On the second day, the couple left the inn. There were still patches of water on the green bricks on the road in Kyoto.

After the rain, the willow trees on the side of the road absorb a lot of water, and the leaves become more green and plump.

The couple had breakfast at a roadside stall and went straight to the Jingzhaoyi Yamen. Zhang Zheng had dark circles under his eyes and sneezed from time to time.

"My lord, did you catch a cold yesterday?"

Mrs. Jiang and Zhang Zheng got close. She was a small job, and this time she was transferred to the capital to help out. The Jingzhaoyi Yamen gave her twenty taels of silver, which was her salary for several months.

"It's hot now, you are in the lobby, go out for a while, hot and cold alternately, if you don't pay attention, you will catch a cold."

Jiang Shi said so, but she despised Zhang Zheng in her heart. After all, she was born as a scholar. His body is like a weak chicken, like a farmer. He is strong and healthy all year round, and he hardly gets sick.

"yes."

Zhang Zheng was honestly exposed to the rain yesterday and monitored him all night, but found nothing unusual.

The good thing is that it rained last night and no cases occurred.

He lamented that he was too real, if Yang Xu didn't show up in the middle of the night, he would probably be resting too, only him, foolishly, sitting until dawn.

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, you are still not in good health, just like me, who is in the morgue every day, and the cold and hot alternately when you go out..."

Jiang felt that Zhang Zheng was approachable, and he was not as worried about speaking as before.

"Ah Choo!"

Mortuary? Zhang Zheng felt even colder.

When Li Haitang entered the door, he just heard the conversation between the two. They were not on the same channel at all. Mrs. Jiang didn't wink, and asked Zhang Zheng that she wanted to eat braised pork today. Master Zhang's face was already darker than the bottom of the pot.

"Master Zhang, don't worry, it's our husband and wife who will be guarding tonight."

Li Haitang yawned. He didn't stay overnight yesterday, but he made a fuss all night.

Xiao Lingchuan was refreshed, but she looked sluggish, and she wondered if the savage husband had picked up the yin to supplement the yang.

"Time is running out, so we must not take it lightly."

When Zhang Zheng said this, his heart felt sour. Looking at the state of the two of them, he knew what happened last night without thinking about it.

He is in the courtyard, enduring the wind and rain, while Xiao Lingchuan, with a beauty in his arms, the gap is not so big. Zhang Zheng was so heartbroken that he didn't want to speak, he lowered his head, stared at the evidence, compared it again, and finally confirmed again that what Li Haitang said was right, the thing that Lin Zi protected until death, the handwriting in the purse was written by Yang Xu.