I raised a husband in ancient times

Chapter 12

Lu Yiming was very calm. He bent down to pick it up, closed it naturally, stacked it with another boudoir secret book, and classified it as the Eighteen Forbidden Books.

[Master, why don't you just accept Little Star? Anyway, I agree. ]

[You should return to your adult state first before discussing this issue with me. 】

【You also said, it's easy for me. I managed to escape death, but your body still needs to be healed by supernatural powers. The last bit of my poor energy was all thrown at you, causing me to restore the factory settings, woo woo. Wow, why don't you find me something delicious to reward me with? Why am I so miserable living with such a master? 】

After talking about such a long list, there is actually only one point, and that is to eat.

Lu Yiming guessed its little thoughts and asked directly without going around in circles.

【What do you want to eat? 】

Xiao Miao's fake crying stopped suddenly. If it had eyes, it would definitely be rolling its cunning eyes now.

[I saw a persimmon tree on the mountain before! They are all red persimmons! I want to eat! 】

【anything else? 】

It hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke anxiously.

[There is something wrong with my healing power. There are no zombie brain crystals here. My healing effect is greatly reduced. I can't restore it with one click in the future. Woohoo, you can't abandon me! 】

He said why Xiaomiao suddenly started eating ordinary plants. Emotions were the biggest support and he was trying his best to show his value.

After ten years of walking with one person and one vine, he no longer regarded Xiaomiao as his tool.

Abandonment is impossible, but he is still very vindictive. He has always remembered the things he secretly watched and laughed at his jokes before. If he doesn't tease the other party, can he deserve his appearance fee?

[It depends on your performance. 】

Xiaomiao believed this neither salty nor bland tone, and closed the microphone in fear, vowing never to laugh at his master again.

Lu Yiming guessed that the vine was drawing small circles behind his back again.

He gently closed the closet door, returned to the bed, pulled down the quilt little by little, exposed half of the other person's head, and put the back of his hand on the other person's forehead to test the temperature.

Pei Xing's eyes were wandering around, with nowhere to rest. Lu Yiming clearly felt that he was uncomfortable, and the little thing was still ashamed of what happened just now.

After confirming that the other person no longer had a fever, he looked down at the man's bright almond-shaped eyes with a serious expression that could not be criticized: "Extend Wei's feet and let me take a look."

Pei Xing sank into the bed again, brother couldn't He showed his feet casually, but when he thought of his husband opposite him, he obediently exposed his right foot to the air.

The fair skin and pink and round toes perfectly match this shy rabbit.

The warm palm wrapped around the cold ankle, and Pei Xing shrank back in excitement, but was held firmly by Lu Yiming, and instead touched the bruised area, the former took a breath of air.

"Does it hurt here?"

Lu Yiming moved his thumb back and forth over the red and swollen area, and bits and pieces of supernatural power were transmitted to the ankle along with the movement of his thumb, relieving the pain here.

Pei Xing only felt hot air circulating in the red and swollen area, thinking it was due to his thumb rubbing.

Xiaomiao's healing ability is indeed not as good as before. In the end of the world, such minor injuries could be eliminated in the blink of an eye. Now, even if one third of the accumulated energy is used up, it cannot be healed.

He didn't send any more supernatural powers, for fear of being discovered.

"The bones are fine. Remember not to act recklessly again. If you don't listen, I will spank you next time."

Pei Xing's face went blank for a moment, spank...spank.

Seeing that the other person was shy again, Lu Yiming had to lament that the third gender here really couldn't treat him the same way he treated his younger brother before.

You feel that you are punishing the other person, and the other person feels that you are teasing him.

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Early the next morning, he stopped a patient who wanted to sneak out of bed. He got out of bed and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook.

In his previous life, he had accumulated a lot of experience in cooking when he was living alone. Not to mention the Manchu-Han banquet, he could still cook simple porridge.

After Lu's mother got up, she saw Lu Yiming busy in the kitchen. She was shocked. A gentleman is far away from the kitchen. This is also true in the lower class society. The masculinity of the literati is perfectly reflected here.

Men admired it, and women and men were forced to accept it. Over hundreds of years, this custom gradually developed.

Five years ago, Lu Yiming adhered to this and never did kitchen work once. When he saw this scene five years later, Lu's mother was really surprised.

"Abao, let me do it."

Before the end of the world, he used to use natural gas, but times have changed. Now he is not very skilled at burning firewood at the stove, but he did not hand the fire stick to Mother Lu.

"It's okay, you're almost ready. Mother, please go and wash up first."

Not only did Mother Lu not leave, she was also worried: "Ah Bao, tell mother the truth, did they ask you to work as a waiter in the kitchen when you joined the army?

" It's hard to explain. It can't be said that he didn't pay much attention to this aspect because he traveled through time. So he had no choice but to go down according to the wishes of the land mother. The blame had to be thrown to the border guard camp, which was a hundred and eight kilometers away.

"Mom, you have to think better. If I hadn't gone to the cooking class to help, I might not have been able to come back safely."

She thought about it for a while, but also, if A Bao rushed to the front line, he would have to break his muscles and bones in the past five years. Look, cooking is not a big deal, life is more important.

However, now at home, she still has to do this job.

Unable to defeat the other party, Lu Yiming made room and went to sort out the rice harvesting tools. After a while, he had breakfast so that he could set off early.

After rummaging through the entire lobby, he couldn't find it. He patted his head and wondered why he had forgotten that Brother Xing didn't get the things back yesterday, and they were probably still lying in a corner in the field at this moment.

After last night's wind and rain, the weather did not become clearer, and dark clouds still covered the sky. They stepped up their footsteps and moved quickly to the southeast.

After a simple breakfast, he packed up and set off.

The field of vision was wide. Looking around, there were already many people bending down and working in the farmland. He took a special look at Li Dahai's farmland. He hadn't come yet today.

He looked around for a sickle, finally dug it out next to the field edge, and rinsed it briefly with rainwater from the pit. He imitated the people in the next field to hold a cluster of rice and cut the roots.

Sometimes I don't have enough strength, and I either uproot the bunch of rice in my hand, or almost cut my own leg. Fortunately, everyone is bent down and not looking over, otherwise they will definitely be laughed at.

"Boy Yiming!"

Lu Yiming straightened up and looked at the source of the sound.

Brother Wu waved excitedly at him, with a wild boar on his shoulders: "I was planning to go to your house to find you!" "

What's wrong?"

"This is the wild boar you hunted at that time, here it is. Send it over, come and help me, don't tell me, yours is the heaviest."

The posture changed from carrying it to two people carrying it, and the two of them chatted while walking: "This time it's a blessing in disguise, I have this wild boar, you guys It's delicious in winter."

"Can I sell it?"

It's possible to pickle bacon and keep some bacon on hand, but it's a bit wasteful for a family to eat a wild boar of about 500 kilograms.

He didn't know how much silver he still had at home, but it was always cost-effective to exchange some money. He could go up to the mountains to hunt meat, and silver was the hard currency. He had to spend money on firewood, rice, oil, salt, cloth, cotton, etc.

The family has a lot of land, so they have to pay a lot of grain. In addition, this year's harvest is not good, and taxes have not been reduced. I'm afraid there won't be much grain left for them.

After much deliberation, I decided to sell half of the wild boar to maximize profits.

"You want to sell it?"

Brother Wu was a little surprised. He thought Yiming would keep it to eat. A wild boar can be eaten by four people in his family to survive the autumn and winter. Once winter comes, the price of pork is not cheap, as long as money is not tight. , half will be kept for ourselves.

"Sell half of it and exchange it for some silver."

"Okay, let's go directly to Butcher Li's house. By chance, he's not at home today."

"Okay."

Brother Wu paused, turned a corner, and The man walked in the other direction.