Husband and Wife Are of the Same Mind

Before Tang Feng pressed it for a quarter of an hour, Lin Yu was already asleep.

Carefully turned his husband over and pulled the quilt over the two of them. Tang Feng looked at the sleeping Lin Yu, stretched out his hand and traced each other's eyebrows carefully, before falling down with great pity. Kissed, turned off the lights, and fell asleep with Lin Yu's warm body.

Lin Yu woke up in the morning and felt a little sore in his legs. Yesterday, he walked back and forth in the pool of a half pond.

"Wake up, get up for breakfast."

Tang Feng opened the door and said with a handsome face looking at Lin Yu on the bed.

"My husband got up so early?" Or did he get up late by himself? !

Lin Yu hurriedly got up, picked up the clothes next to the pillow and began to wear it, not knowing what time it was now.

"Don't worry, Ama hasn't gotten up yet. I woke up early today. You were tired enough yesterday, so you cooked your own breakfast, but it was not as good as you did." Tang Feng panicked when he saw Lin Yu. Put on clothes, explained quickly.

But when Lin Yu heard Tang Feng’s cooking, he felt that he was not a good husband. The husband was busy studying and studying medicine, but he still cooks. This should be done by himself. It seems that he will have to get up earlier in the future. Lin Yu secretly decided.

Tang Feng boiled a pot of porridge, cut the kimchi into strips, and added a little salt and chili to it. It is the most refreshing to eat with the porridge.

Lin Yu eats the most, because he especially likes the taste of kimchi.

"I think this thing can be sold in the town." Tang Feng said, seeing that the people on the table had almost eaten it, and pointed to the bowl of kimchi that had already bottomed out.

Tang Jiafu's eyes lit up, and Lin Yu was also taken aback.

"This thing is indeed more delicious than pickled vegetables, and it's strong enough to serve, but no one has eaten it. This...," Tang Ama worried that no one would care.

"Someone has eaten it," Tang Feng smiled lightly. "We have eaten it. Besides, we can make a special bowl for people who want to buy it. If you think it's good, are you afraid that no one will buy it?"

Father Tang touched his hand and praised, "I think this is a good idea, you can try it."

"Then we should buy a few more jars and come back." Lin Yu felt that since selling five jars was not enough.

Tang Feng shook his head, "No, it's enough, because after grabbing the contents of a jar, you can directly use the water in that jar to pour in fresh vegetables. You can eat it in two days at the earliest, so five jars are enough. "

When these words came out, both Tang Jiafufu and Lin Yu were shocked.

"Can you still do this? Then this is pure profit!" Tang Ama couldn't believe it.

"Of course, so I want to take five jars to sell in town every time, take a small stool, a bowl, and a pair of chopsticks, and that's it." Tang Feng said.

A jar can contain about ten kilograms of kimchi, but the water should be removed.

Father Tang was full of approval, "But how did you plan on this price?"

"This is the full profit, and it is also a snack for the farmer. A copper knife is a catty. Let's hit the sign first."

Tang Feng had thought about it a long time ago.

"Will it be too cheap?" Tang Ama felt distressed.

"Because it is cheap, someone will buy it." Lin Yu said.

Tang Feng nodded and looked at everyone.

"Yes, a jar is about ten catties after water is removed, and five jars are fifty catties. If it can be sold out, it will be fifty bronze knives. If you go to the town once in three days, you can save time and work at home. Ah, you can take advantage of these three new kimchi."

Fifty bronze knives! When Lin Yu heard it, he could almost buy two catties of white noodles for his husband to eat!

Fifty bronze knives! Tang Ah Mo and Le, he can weigh several catties of pork back!

Fifty bronze knives! Father Tang was surprised, he could make up dozens of bamboo baskets!

Father Tang was full of enthusiasm when he heard it, and he knocked on the table directly, "Okay! That's it! I cleaned up the cart at home and used it to push the jar."

The Tang family has no donkey carts and ox carts, only a trolley. When harvesting crops, they rely on the trolley to drag the grain back.

The days of rushing to the market are a small hot spot for three days, and there is no delay in home work, and no effort to make kimchi. Even if it is not sold out, there is hope.

But now that fish ponds are being opened in the village these days, the Tang family can’t do without even if they want to go to the town, so they have to wait until these few days are over.

Today, Father Tang and the others went to the fish pond to the west. Yesterday it was mostly the half-old children in the village who drove it. They had to help with the finishing touches.

Tang Ama went out to watch the excitement. Tang Feng felt that the weather was good, and he took Lin Yu to wander around the village.

Most of the people in the village went to the fish pond to the west to watch the excitement. There were not many pedestrians on the road, and only Tang Feng and Lin Yu strolled along the road.

"Many people in the village went to see the fish ponds, should we go too?" Lin Yu remembered that when Tang Feng slept yesterday, Tang Feng said that he would definitely be able to open fish ponds with the men in the village next time. Obviously he wanted to go.

Tang Feng looked at the vegetable patch on the side of the road and shook his head, "There are so many people, I can't help it. It's not fun. If you want to go, let's stop by and take a look." He is a bit clean, so there are too many people. Tang Feng always try to avoid going to places.

But if Lin Yu wants to go, he will naturally

Accompanied.

"No, I..."

"Lin Yu!"

A timid voice interrupted Lin Yu's words.

Tang Feng and Lin Yu turned around and saw Wu De, who was carrying a basket of pigweed, standing at a fork in the road not far from them, looking at them.

Seeing Tang Feng next to Lin Yu, Wu De was stunned for a moment. He rarely saw Tang Feng. He didn't expect Tang Feng to be so beautiful.

"Is he Wu De?" Tang Feng asked in a low voice, turning his head. Although he is small and long, his eyes are pure, but it is because he wants to make a difference.

Lin Yu nodded and looked at the pig grass on Wu De's back, "Why didn't you go and watch them open the fish pond?"

Wu De's eyes dimmed, "I have a lot of work at home, so I will see it again next time." In fact, he hasn't been to Kaiyutang for a long time. Every time he goes secretly, he will be caught by the brothers in the village. Subconsciously avoiding standing with him, after all, his Ah Mo's things back then were extremely embarrassing.

Tang Feng and Lin Yu glanced at each other, not knowing how to answer the conversation.

Wu De smiled, "I'll go back first, and we'll talk together again when we have time."

After speaking, he waved to Tang Fenglinyu, and slowly left from the fork in the road with a basket larger than him on his back.

Tang Fengzheng wanted to say a few words to Lin Yu, but turned around to find that Lin Yu's eyes were reminiscent of loneliness, and he knew that his husband must have thought of himself.

The reason why the Lin family moved to Xiaoqingshan Village was speculated by the villagers, but it was not directly revealed, but most people felt that it was because there was an "ugly" brother in the family that they had no choice but to move.

Tang Feng had never asked about the move, because those were not important to him. The important thing was that Lin Yu was now his husband, that was enough.

Tang Feng and Lin Yu continued to wander the village.

Along the way, Tang Feng looked at the houses in the village.

Every family here, whether it is a large tiled house or a thatched house, has a courtyard plus a courtyard wall. If the ground is big enough, you can open a backyard, put firewood, open a small plot, and grow some small vegetables.

There are few large tiled houses in the village, accounting for less than a quarter, and the rest are basically thatched houses or

Stone room.

The fields are cleaned up in order, the ones that should be loosened, the ones that should be planted, there is no waste, this is the most capable part of the peasants, and they will not abandon a little bit of the land.

After all, land and food are the life of the farmers.

Barking! Barking!

Tang Feng turned his ears to the sound of a dog barking from a house not far away.

"Want to raise?"

Lin Yu asked.

Tang Feng looked at his husband with bright eyes, "Can you?"

"sure."

Lin Yu looked at Tang Feng like this, and some wanted to pull his ears.

When they walked to the door of the courtyard, Tang Feng looked at the little dirty dog ​​who had climbed to the door and stared at them fiercely.

"Ah, I think it's too early to raise it now."

Tang Feng said to Lin Yu with an expression of "I am very serious".

"good."

Lin Yu is naturally centered on Tang Feng.

"Huh, are you here to find me?"

A familiar loud voice appeared in Tang Feng's ears.

Holding a muddy coat, Wu Zhu looked at Tang Feng and Lin Yu who were standing at the entrance of his courtyard with a big painted face and asked.

Tang Feng looked at Wu Zhu's body and suddenly felt that the reason for the dirty little milk dog was also excusable.

"Are you going to help open the fish pond?"

Seeing that his trousers were rolled up, Tang Feng was barefoot on the ground, and his straw sandals on his hands, he saw that he had gotten out of the pool.

"Huh!" Wu Zhu was angry at the thought, "I was suddenly pushed down by Fatty Liu! Go, let's go in and talk."

He opened the door of the courtyard and went in. The puppy at the foot of the door touched Wu Zhu's muddy legs affectionately, not at all disgusting that the other party was dirty.

"Let's go, it's okay anyway."

Tang Feng pulled Lin Yu into the Wu's house. Wu's house was a wooden house, with three main rooms and one side room.

The courtyard is not as big as the Tang family, but it is not particularly bad.

Wu Zhu washed his face and feet in the yard, so he moved two stools and handed them to Tang Feng. He also lifted one and sat down with the puppy lying on his feet.

"Then Fatty Liu is getting more and more arrogant. Lao Tzu stood far away from him, and he could run over and kick me off, causing me to take a mouthful of mud and leave it alone in front of the villagers. Face!"

Now when Wu Zhu thinks about it, he feels that the earthy smell in his mouth hasn't disappeared yet, so he can't help but take a few more times.

Seeing that Tang Feng almost wanted to cover his eyes, never once did he see Wu Zhu without such an impulse.

"Fatty Liu is the second child of Liu's third family?" Lin Yu asked.

Liu Lao San is the best carpenter in the village, and the big wardrobe in the Tang Feng House was made by Liu Lao San.

Liu Lao San has a big brother who has already married. Fatty Liu is also the only seedling in the Liu family. Liu's family has a relatively mixed family. He is also very popular on weekdays. This has resulted in Fatty Liu's virtue of always having his nostrils upright.

Wu Zhu's face was full of upset.

"Isn't it him! You don't know! Today! Today, Wenqing is watching from the shore!"

Thinking of the perfect Wen Qing in his heart, standing on the bank of the pond and watching him shame, Wu Zhu's heart to kill Liu Fatty is all there!

Tang Feng kept looking at the small dirty dumplings that were obediently crawling beside Wu Zhu, and couldn't understand Wu Zhu's angrily words.

"If he pushes you down, isn't he afraid that Wen Qing in your heart doesn't have a good impression of him?"

"Husband, Fatty Liu has a fiancé," Lin Yu explained.

"That's not it! His father and the others ordered a baby kiss when Fatty Liu was a child, even if Fatty Liu doesn't like him, they have to marry him obediently!"

When Wu Zhu thought of Liu Fatty's pursuit of Wenqing but could not be upright, his heart opened up a lot.

That's why Tang Feng nodded, "It's getting late, let's go back."

Tang Feng and Lin Yu stood up and were about to go home. When Tang Feng walked to the gate of the courtyard, they couldn't help but turn their heads and said to Wu Zhu who was waving at them.

"You, if you don't find it bothersome, you can wash that little thing."

Lin Yu realized that her husband did not want to raise a dog, but rather a dirty dog.

But after Wu Zhu waited for Tang Feng and the others to leave, he raised his barking puppy, with a face full of puzzlement, "Where it needs to be washed, the dog should be dirty before it looks good, isn't it, Xiao Hei. "

The little black dog, who was originally covered in white hair, barked several times at his owner.

Master, Wang likes to be as dirty as you~.

In the afternoon, all three fish ponds were opened.

However, from time to time, people came to "reports" in the yard of the Tang family.

Every year, a new child is born in the village. Except for the registration of the village chief’s house when applying for a household registration, there is nothing left after going to the town to open an account. People who didn’t communicate much in the past can not remember them after a few days. , But every year there are newborns, and Tang's father can't remember which people in the village have added in the past few years, and which have not.

So every year after the fish ponds are opened, in order to distribute fish equal to their own population, every household in the village will consciously report the number of people in the family.

The person sitting in the courtyard this year is Tang Feng.

A table, a piece of charcoal, and a stack of small wooden bamboo blocks became Tang Feng's "office" place.

"Laosan Liu, there are five people in the family." Ama with a plate-faced smile, sitting in front of Tang Feng, said.

When Tang Feng heard of Liu Laosan, he looked up at Liu A.

"good."

A capable man, the husband of the house is naturally not too bad, just accustomed to children.

Then use charcoal to write a few beautiful traditional characters in correct handwriting on a clean small bamboo block.

Several villagers who followed looked at Tang Feng's handwriting. Although they didn't recognize them, they felt that they were very good at writing.

"This word is really well written."

"Yes, yes."

"I see that it is more Zhou Zheng than that written by the talented master of the Wen family." A thin young man glanced at the opposite Wen Ah Mo and whispered to the person next to him.

Wen Ama's eyelids trembled, and a trace of disdain flashed under his eyes, and he lazily said to Tang Feng, "It's really not good to look at, why haven't I heard that you have gone to school."

Tang Feng pursed his mouth and raised his head gently and politely, "I have been at home for a long time. To pass the time, I also used the booklet given by my third uncle to pass the time."

Tang Feng had expected this, so he directly regarded his body as bad, and he could only practice calligraphy by looking at the gestures alone as an excuse to achieve his own good handwriting.

It happened that someone gave him such an opportunity, how could he miss it?

As soon as he said this, the eyes of everyone looking at him became pitiful again.

Wen Ah Ma's face also eased a little bit, patted the non-existent dirt on his body, turned his head and left.

How about writing well, dragging a sick body, doing everything, and marrying such a husband, what can be compared with my own documents.

After seeing the Wen family's departure, the others were boring, greeted Tang Feng, and left one after another, leaving the youngest who had just spoken to Tang Feng and said, "Don't pay attention to him, I think you have the skills. Yes, a person hasn't passed the end of his life, and whoever wins is still a mystery!"

Tang Feng didn't expect that the youngest boy's words were so stylish.

"The kid thanked the youngest boy."

Tang Ama, who happened to be back from the pig grass, heard Tang Feng's name, and said, "You forgot, this is your youngest king, his husband is the elder master of our village!"

It turned out to be like this, no wonder he didn't speak like the other fellow villagers, Tang Feng stood up and respectfully bowed to the youngest Wang.

"The kid has a bad memory, I'm really embarrassed."

Wang Laoyao waved his hands, but the folds on his face couldn't hide.

"I can't blame you for this. It's normal for you not to walk around often. It's normal if you don't remember clearly. Practice hard. I will ask you to write about our door couplet for the Chinese New Year this year."

Wang Laoyao said to Tang Ama who put down his back basket again, "My husband is getting older, and this writer is beginning to tremble, so I will bother you Tang Feng."

Tang Ama was still a little inexplicable, until the corner of his eye saw Tang Feng's hand tapping on the small bamboo block where the words were written, he suddenly realized.

Tang Feng had mentioned to himself before that he had practiced calligraphy based on his third uncle's book. Tang Ama still played with him in front of Tang Feng. I didn't expect that the husband of the master of Wang Jiaxiu liked the characters written by his own Afeng. Tang Ah, this is full of joy.

"Where and where, just come when the time comes." Tang Ama smiled and waved to Wang Lao Yao who had left.

After Wang Laoyao left, Tang Ama hurriedly came to Tang Feng's table and picked up a pile of wooden blocks he had written. His eyes were full of surprise at this look.

"This, this is just like the words of your third uncle!"

Tang Feng smiled. He simply imitated Guo Sanjiu's handwriting, otherwise it would be strange if he really wrote his own font.

"My dear son! Why didn't you show it to me before, and said that it was not well written so as not to hurt my eyes."

Tang Ama remembered what Tang Feng had said before, and felt that he was prevaricated, but there was no dissatisfaction in his eyes. After all, Tang Feng was so good, he was also happy.

"Isn't this trying to give you a surprise? Look, when I come out this afternoon, no one in this village will always say that I am a worthless sick seed." Tang Feng took the opportunity to give Tang Aye a strong medicine.

The tears of the happy Tang Ahma laughed.

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One day, Tang Feng touched his fair and tender face, thinking of himself exuding male hormones like a tough guy in his previous life, his eyes flashed, and he had a little thought.

It was summer at this time, and for his own "goal," Tang Feng would sit in the courtyard with a stool held up when the sun was at its highest, looking up at the sky forty-five degrees.

One day, two days, three days,...such a week...

"hiss!"

At night, a cry of pain came from Tang Feng and Lin Yu's room.

"So are you, it's okay to get in the sun, it's venomous! Look at the tan on your face!"

Lin Yu carefully wiped the ointment for Tang Feng, who was holding a sunburned face, and said worriedly.

"..." He just wanted to get a tan, who knows, he tanned a layer of skin!

"Turn around, lower your head, and have your neck to wipe."

Lin Yu said.

"Oh"

With a bitter face, Tang Feng turned his back obediently, lowering his head to reveal a red-skinned neck.