I raised a husband in ancient times

Chapter 32

Gu Cheng didn't sleep well last night. It was freezing in the woodshed. If Lu Yiming hadn't given him a quilt, he would have froze to death here before he recovered.

At dawn, he was awakened by the smell of smoke and food from the kitchen next door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw the young couple, one gesticulating with his fists and feet, and the other bent over transplanting plants.

Gu Cheng stretched his sore shoulders and walked to Lu Yiming, curious: "Good morning, what are you planting?"

"Grape vines."

Although Gu Cheng had never seen anyone planting grape vines, according to common sense, spring and autumn temperatures It is constant and suitable for the survival of trees, but it is not suitable for cold winter.

He reminded tactfully: "There is a lot of frozen soil in winter, which may damage the root system."

Lu Yiming understood this truth, but he didn't care. He said nonsense seriously: "Nothing, the farmer's mutant plant is easy to raise. Plant it today, and the fruit will mature next month. At the end of the year, I can drink wine."

Gu Cheng didn't understand this, so he naturally didn't refute, but nodded, gaining knowledge.

"I see that your husband's boxing technique is quite interesting. It looks soft and weak, but in fact it is deadly. I don't know where he learned it from?"

Speaking of my husband, Lu Yiming stopped what he was doing and looked at the person.

He taught Pei Xing Israeli fighting skills, but now the opponent is not used to it, and his movements have not reached the standard of fast, accurate and ruthless. He is letting people practice it repeatedly from slow to fast.

Lu Yiming originally wanted to answer that he taught it, but then he thought about it and this was not a good thing. For example, he would ask, where did he learn it from?

So the question is, how does he explain the country of Israel.

"It's not like I'm a teacher. It's just an old man I met by chance who taught me two moves. I don't know who he is."

Gu Cheng remained silent, as if he was trying to discern the truth of what he said. He turned to Lu Yiming and said: "How many moves have we done?"

Lu Yiming looked away from Pei Xing and glanced up and down at the injuries of the person next to him: "It won't be too late until you are healed."

Israel's fighting skills are known for their ferocity, and this man The injury has not healed yet, so it is better to rest at this time.

Gu Cheng swallowed the invitation to Lu Yiming. If this set of boxing were used in the army, the dark group's melee strength would probably increase by 30%.

The sound of his stomach growling was particularly clear in the quiet environment. Gu Cheng was not embarrassed and asked: "Is there anything to fill my stomach?"

Lu Yiming continued to dig a hole with a shovel without raising his head: "In the pot in the kitchen I left one for you."

When Pei Xing heard about the food, his attention began to get distracted. Today, my husband made custard buns. They were soft, sweet and delicious. Pei Xing smacked his mouth, and it seemed that he hungry.

"The action was wrong."

A branch hit the arm, and the slightly thick clothes covered the surface, which didn't hurt at all.

However, Pei Xing blushed inadvertently. Her husband walked up to him, held his wrist, and taught him step by step, with his chest touching his back. This posture did not look like he was practicing martial arts, but like... flirting. .

When he thought of this word, Pei Xing deserted again.

This time, Lu Yiming clearly felt the strength of his hand weakening. He let go of his hand, walked up to him, and said seriously: "You have to be serious when practicing martial arts. Come and fight with me."

Pei Xing was annoyed when his husband scolded him, so he put it away The unrealistic thought just now, I took a deep breath, looked nervous, and would not be merciful every time I hit my husband.

The punch is slow.

"Come again."

The elbow attack was resolved.

"Come again."

The kick wasn't clean enough.

"Come again."

Repeated again and again, Pei Xing was panting, and the sweat on his face fell from the bridge of his nose, but he ignored it and stared at Lu Yiming intently, looking for the other party's flaws.

Found the attack point!

Pei Xing pretended to attack with his hands, but actually raised his knees and kicked upwards. Seeing that he was about to succeed, Lu Yiming grabbed his legs and pulled him closer.

"Little Xingxing, for the sake of your future 'happiness', I can't kick your husband here, but I can use an extra three points to face the gangsters."

Boom -

Pei Xing's face turned red, and his fleshy cheeks bulged. Like the persimmon hanging on the top of the persimmon tree, which will break if hit.

Lu Yiming chuckled happily. If he said a few more words, this person would probably act like his head was smoking.

At this time, a shocking sound of applause came from the door of the kitchen: "Good skills."

Gu Cheng was holding a custard bun in his hand, and he didn't know how long he had been watching them at the door. Judging from the display effect of these moves , he could no longer bear the temptation to solicit.

Such a person is suitable to give the gang of little brats in their camp who don't know who is outside the world a chance to kill. After all, this is a guy who can even be ruthless to his own husband.

Lu Yiming let go of the other party's legs, expressionlessly buried Pei Xing's blushing face in his arms, a little unhappy: "Are you without a partner?" "Who

is the partner?"

"The person who stays with you."

Gu Cheng wondered how this person knew: "Wu, why do you ask?"

"Because I saw it with my eyes."

Lu Yiming, who was still weak in his arms, had completely forgotten about his unenlightened self at that time and began to mock others.

At noon, Lu Yiming cooked as usual. Today, he cooked bamboo rice. He originally cut some bamboo from the mountain and planned to make two bamboo chairs. It was a pity that the thick end of the bamboo was abandoned. It happened to be the time for the bacon that had been pickled before. Decide on today's dish.

The steamer was opened, and the thick aroma of rice spread out along with the steaming white mist. Today, not only the four members of the Lu family were gathered together, but there was also an outsider, who was also swallowing hard.

Rice, bacon, peas, corn kernels, and mushrooms were mixed into a golden bamboo tube rice. As soon as it was opened, several round heads bumped together and smiled at each other.

"Take it out and let it cool before eating. It's a little hot. I'll take it to the craftsmen." Lu Yiming used a clip to put the bamboo tube into the basket and covered it with a cloth to keep it warm.

Mother Lu felt a little distressed: "Why don't you go over after eating?"

"No, I'll stop by to see how they are doing. Some areas need supervision, especially the heating area. It's hard to fix leaks." "

Go early, go early. Come back."

Seeing Lu Yiming's back disappearing from the door, Gu Cheng asked curiously: "Are you going to build a new house?"

Lu's father said: "Yes, Yiming boy feels sorry for his family, so he wants to build a house that is warm in winter and cool in summer for us to live in." ."

"Hey, I think the old house is not bad, why bother?"

Mother Lu agreed, saying it was a waste of money, but she was happy inside, not to mention how happy it was. It was a good thing that her son had a heart.

"He is a filial man. I wonder if I can visit him after dinner?"

When she saw someone praising her son, she said enthusiastically: "Okay, what's the point?"

Cao Ping almost shed tears when he saw Chef Lu Yiming again. Yesterday Mother Lu's rice is too bland!

It's not that it's not good, it's just that the food I'm used to at home can't compare to the new dishes made by Lu Yiming.

After not seeing each other for only one day, Cao Ping saw Lu Yiming as if he had been away for three years, and he was full of enthusiasm: "My boss, you are finally here. Hiss, I can smell this fragrance from a long way away. What is this? Why is it so fragrant?"

Lu Yiming put it in his backpack in the open space, opened the wrapping cloth, and revealed the bamboo tube inside: "Today's bamboo tube rice, two for each person."

This bamboo is about as long as an adult man's hand, and each There is definitely not enough food for one person.

In addition to bamboo tube rice, he also brought persimmon cakes as a snack.

"Brothers, it's time to pack up and start dinner!"

When working at Lu Yiming's house, what they love to hear most is not the words to say "it's time to finish work", but the phrase "it's time to finish dinner".

At that time, the craftsman's shop was recruiting people, and they heard that they were in the village, and they had to get up early and come back late every day. Many people were greedy for comfort, but they were picked up by them. Now it is too late to regret.

If these delicacies were placed in a restaurant in the town, they would start at one or two hundred copper coins. If they were placed in the Yuelai Restaurant, one or two taels would be cheap. Rounding this up, wouldn't it be just one Yuelai meal every day?

Not to mention, it's quite profitable. At least their monthly salary is not enough to pay a trip to Yuelai Restaurant.

"Smells, it smells so good! My boss, you are actually the chef from the imperial palace, aren't you?"

These people are enjoying the food, are happy, and are easy to get excited about. Now they are pouring out any compliments.

"Hey, boss, your cooking is delicious. I came here half-full in the morning, just waiting for this meal."

"What a bastard!"

"Tch, you're still talking about me, aren't you the same?"

" It's all the same."

After getting along with them for the past few days, Lu Yiming became quite familiar with them, and knew that he wouldn't care about them, so he spoke openly.

Cao Ping devoured one portion in a few gulps, and while picking up the other portion, he promised: "If the boss still needs people next time, come to our shop to recruit people. We will never charge a penny, and you will reward us." Just one meal will do."

Lu Yiming nodded and did not refuse.

After finishing his rice in a bamboo tube neatly, while the craftsmen were still eating, he walked to the construction area and checked some details. He had not actually inspected it since he explained the principles and methods to them last time.

Cao Ping wiped the grease from his mouth, squatted down, and asked anxiously: "Is it different from what the boss thought?" "

No, he did a good job."

After hearing what Lu Yiming said, Cao Ping's tense heart relaxed. This is also the first time they have built this style, and they are afraid that if they don't do it well, they will displease the owner.

"What's the use of this?" Another figure squatted down and pointed at some pipes.

Cao Ping didn't know this man and kept silent. Lu Yiming saw Gu Cheng coming and explained: "Heating pipes are used to keep out the cold." The latter nodded and talked about

another thing: "Your husband went to Brother Shu's house. , seeing that I am about to come here, Aunt Lu asked me to give you a call."

"Didn't he go back to town? Isn't the due date in the middle of the month?"

Gu Cheng didn't know Brother Shu, so naturally he couldn't answer for Lu Yiming.

Brother Shu's house is next door to Mrs. Song's house. Remembering what happened on his first day in the village, he decided to go there himself.

Men were not allowed to enter during the delivery. After Shu Geer's husband Tang Xiuwen greeted Lu Yiming, he walked back and forth and stared at the door from time to time.

They were expecting to give birth in the town with peace of mind, but when they heard that Li's father's foot was sprained while working, they brought Brother Shu back with them, who had been restless all day. They originally thought that Brother Shu would be happy seeing his father-in-law, but they never expected that Brother Shu would be happy. This sigh of relief released the little guy in his belly.

The sun at noon shifted a little to the west, and a loud cry of a baby sounded from the back room, and Wen Po's joyful voice came from the door: "Brother Shu is so lucky, he is a boy!"

Pei Xing followed. He exclaimed: "Brother Shu!"

Tang Xiuwen was flustered and anxiously broke in through the door. After a burst of chaos, the room finally calmed down. Pei Xing walked out with a stiff face, his fingers still trembling.

"What's wrong?" Something happened to Brother Shu?

"Husband, husband," Pei Xing came to his senses when he saw that his husband was also there, "The baby is too soft, I dare not hold it." He thought something had

happened to Brother Shu, but it turned out that the baby was too fragile and he was frightened. With her own child.

Wen Po held the tightly wrapped baby in her arms and walked out to show it to the entire Li family. Five or six people gathered around, stretching their necks out of curiosity to get a look at the newborn.

There is a new member in the family, and each of their faces is naturally filled with happy smiles.

It turned out that my brother was really fertile. Lu Yiming was really shocked when he saw his brother giving birth for the first time. He shuddered at the thought of a man with a big belly.

Pei Xing saw that her husband was also joining in the fun and looked over. He secretly touched his flat belly and made a decision secretly.

It's better to choose a day than to hit it. Brother Shu's pamphlet will be used tonight.

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