I raised a husband in ancient times

Chapter 14

Before time travel, Lu Yiming's daily life: killing zombies, digging brain crystals, upgrading superpowers, and guarding the base.

After time travel, Lu Yiming's daily life: harvesting rice, harvesting rice, harvesting rice again.

Standing 1.9 meters tall, he had to bend down to reach the rice roots close to the ground. He felt a little uncomfortable after bending down for a long time, so he helped his stiff waist, which felt very sore and refreshing.

Xiaomiao tacitly took over the soothing work.

He straightened his waist and looked around, feeling full of accomplishment. In addition to being tired, the past five days were not without harvest. The harvest of these four acres of land was about to end, and only a small piece of land was left in front of him. It was expected to be completed in less than an hour. .

However, this does not seem to be the pastoral life he imagined of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains.

Shouldn't it be a pot of sake, watching the dead vines and old trees, the crows, the small bridges and flowing water, and the houses?

It's plain, but it's too plain.

At noon, Pei Xing came to deliver the meal. His feet were recovering well. When walking on the road, it was not obvious that any of his legs were tired.

"Thank you for your hard work, husband."

He took out the dry handkerchief from his clothes, raised his head slightly and gently wiped the sweat from Lu Yiming's temples.

His expression was serious, as if he was completing a big thing. He was very serious and looked a little cute. Lu Yiming only looked at him for a second and then looked away. His heart felt like a feather brushed gently, itching and feeling very comfortable.

Pei Xing folded the handkerchief squarely and put it in his arms, squatted down, opened the rice basket, took out the built-in bowls and chopsticks, and handed them to him.

He reached out and took it. There wasn't much food, but it was better than the previous days. The main food was rice, and the side dishes were boiled eggs, a piece of bacon and radish slices.

"Have you eaten?"

He saw Pei Xing nodding and started to cook the rice. After working all morning, he was already hungry. The physical activity had consumed a lot, and the porridge and breakfast were not enough.

It only took a blink of an eye for the food to reach the bottom. He didn't know that he could eat so fast before. The reason was that he didn't do physical work like this.

The rice in the rice fields is not in a hurry to be harvested. It needs to be dried in the sun for a period of time. There is no weather forecast. He doesn't know how Father Lu, Mother Lu and Pei Xing deduced that it will be sunny in the next few days. Anyway, listening to them It is accurate and has high credibility based on the practical life experience of working people.

After resting for a while, Lu Yiming started to chase people away: "You go back first."

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of delivering food to see his husband a few more times, but now that his husband had spoken, he did not dare to disobey, and he waited for a long time before finally complying. Shirdi got up and left.

It's not that he really wanted to chase people away, but after the rice harvesting, Lu Yiming planned to go to Xiaoyin Mountain to find persimmon trees for Xiaomiao. If his family found out, they would be frightened, so it would be better to kill them first and then report them later. Will talk more.

The autumn sun is far away and moves quickly to the west. After harvesting the rice, the sun's position is already at two o'clock overhead, and there is still about an hour and a half before dark.

He quickened his pace and tried to get down the mountain and go home before dark.

[Where is the persimmon tree? 】

The small seedling that had never had a chance to activate itself popped up above his head, separated from his body, and quickly grew into a meter-long vine, rushing forward.

【follow me. 】

Following Xiaomiao's pace, they soon arrived at their destination.

There is a persimmon tree halfway up the mountain, with red lanterns hanging on the branches and dry leaves fluttering in the wind, as if to welcome visitors.

This persimmon tree is nearly three stories tall, and half of it stretches outside the steep mountain wall. Once the branches break, it is very easy for people to fall to the bottom of the mountain, and they will not be shattered into pieces. This package is definitely for you to have broken arms and legs.

These persimmons are not easy to pick, otherwise there wouldn't be so many left.

Xiaomiao didn't care whether Lu Yiming could climb up or not. It had already climbed to the top of the tree in a hurry and picked out a few big and red persimmons to eat.

【So sweet! 】

Lu Yiming stuck the sickle between the branches of the tree and climbed up little by little. Only about one-third of the way up did he reach a red persimmon.

The persimmons at the bottom were hard when pinched, not as bright red as the ones at the top, but still orange-yellow, with a faint white frost on the surface. He picked the calyx-shaped persimmons that were about 70% ripe and could be used to make persimmons.

The color of the persimmons gets darker as you go up, but there are fewer intact persimmons. Some are eaten by birds in the mountains, and some rot when they are ripe or fall to the ground after being ripe.

There were few ripe soft persimmons. He leaned against the tree trunk and picked a ripe persimmon. It was soft and crystal clear, with only a thin layer of skin left, as if it might crack at any time. He lightly Gently break it apart on both sides, and the plump pulp is torn open from the middle. It has no astringent taste and is sweet and delicious.

After having a good time, Xiaomiao also came down to help pick. The basket was quickly filled with mostly half-ripe persimmons, which were not yet soft and would not be easily crushed when placed in the basket.

Lu Yiming placed the ripe persimmons on top. These must be eaten today and tomorrow.

[If you eat so much, can you grow persimmons? 】

Lu Yiming actually just asked casually. After all, when I saw it eating various fruits before, I didn't see it producing fruit. But it had eaten too many brain crystals, and it seemed that its brain was not very bright...

Xiaomiao danced with the vines. The movement is stagnant. This is a question worth thinking about, so can it last?

Although persimmons are delicious, they don't want to have red tumors on their bodies! Look at the thing on this foot that hasn't been taken off yet.

It wrapped around Lu Yiming's arm, and finally couldn't help but give it a try. It secretly mobilized its whole body's energy to concentrate on the middle of the vine.

One second, two seconds, time passed little by little, and no new spores emerged. It peeked at Lu Yiming. No one noticed its move, and it breathed a sigh of relief.

It just said, how could an advanced plant like it grow weird things?

Before the two of them reached the foot of the mountain, Xiaomiao suddenly felt an extremely itchy feeling near the tip. It concentrated on feeling this, and saw a small green fruit emerging from its tip, becoming larger and larger visibly to the naked eye. red.

【? ! ]

His arms suddenly tightened, and Lu Yiming, who was in a hurry, lowered his head to investigate the situation. A large, round, and red persimmon suddenly grew out of the green vines, and it almost hit his mouth.

Shock? !

He had the same reaction as Xiaomiao, he just wanted to know what just happened?

[Can it really grow? ]

[Ooooooo, I'm so ugly, take it off quickly! 】

Under Xiaomiao's strong request, the new persimmon still did not escape the fate of being picked. He took it in his hand and looked at it carefully. Except that it was larger, he didn't notice any difference from ordinary persimmons. He threw it casually in the basket on his back. Here, hurry down the mountain.

In autumn, the sun sets early, the sun sets far away, and the bright sky quietly darkens. When Lu Yiming steps into the door of his house, darkness falls.

"Husband is back!"

Pei Xing ran towards him happily like a little rabbit, and did not forget to remind the room. Perhaps because he felt that shouting and jumping around was not good, he was five steps away from Lu Yiming. It slows down in the distance and becomes extremely reserved.

Lu Yiming couldn't help but rub his obedient head, and said in a gentle tone: "Slow down, your feet are just right."

Raising his hand, Pei Xing's sharp eyes happened to see a basket full of persimmons behind him. With Lu's mother supporting him, he He puffed up his cheeks and said with disapproval in his tone: "Husband, you went up the mountain again!"

He knew that there was an ancient persimmon tree in Xiaoyin Mountain, but he would only go to that place when there was a famine and pick up some persimmons to eat. After someone fell from the tree and hit his head accidentally and passed away, almost no one dared to climb the tree.

Inadvertently, my husband climbed the persimmon tree. How could he not be angry? How dangerous it was!

Before Pei Xing could file a complaint, Mother Lu saw the frame of persimmons and understood the conflict between the two without even thinking.

Mother Lu's scolding was stopped by Father Lu. She didn't say anything in the end, leaving Brother Xing alone and sulking.

Under the table, Lu Yiming pulled Pei Xing, and the two of them whispered: "If you are worried, I will take you with me next time."

Xiaomiao told him that there seemed to be a hot spring on an unknown mountain behind Xiaoyin Mountain, and there was something underneath. Attracting it past.

He has not gone to relax since he came here. When he found out there was a hot spring, he was the first to share it with Pei Xing. He has a cold body and it is good to soak in hot springs more often.

Hearing this was another story in Mother Lu's ears, she was almost laughed out of anger. She couldn't worry about two people if she was worried about one person?

"You can go to such a dangerous place. What are you doing with Brother Xing?"

Lu Yiming shut his mouth knowingly and did not make any excuses in this regard. He glanced down at Pei Xing and found that the other party was also turning his eyes toward him. Look, it's obviously serious.

The sound of fingers clasping lightly on the table was heard. Father Lu sat in the upper seat, reminding several people as the head of the family to hurry up and eat.

It got dark early, and there were no entertainment items here. After cleaning up, Lu Yiming and Pei Xing worked together to sort the persimmons one by one.

Put the cooked ones together and eat them in the next two days. Pick out the half-cooked ones and put them aside to prepare persimmons.

Mother Lu and Pei Xing peeled the persimmons by hand. Lu Yiming divided the peeled persimmons into two piles. The larger pile was strung up one by one with ropes and hung in a ventilated and dry place; the smaller pile was placed in a hollow Put it on the shelf and take it out to dry naturally tomorrow.

As for the cut persimmon skin, you cannot discard it. It is placed on a bamboo flat and needs to be dried in the sun for future storage.

"My husband knows a lot."

After all the initial craftsmanship of the persimmon cake was completed, Pei Xing sat aside and held his cheek while looking at Lu Yiming who was tying the rope, and suddenly said this.

"Do you like it?" Mother Lu asked calmly from the side.

Lu Yiming's hand movements remained unchanged, his ears quietly perked up, and he only heard a soft "hmm" coming from him, and his heart slowed down a beat.

At this moment, he desperately wanted to see Pei Xing's face, so he pretended to turn back inadvertently, intending to peek at the young husband's facial expression.

Mother Lu and Pei Xing each took a persimmon and were still savoring it, as if they had no special emotions.

At this time, he heard Mother Lu speak again: "If you like it, eat more."