The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]

Chapter 82 Autumn Harvest

Xu Haorui was so frightened that he sat up straight and hurriedly dug out the person buried under the quilt.

In the dim night, those clear and innocent almond eyes blinked. Xu Haorui's heartbeat was a little faster and he arranged his clothes. His other arm circled the flexible waist and lifted him up.

Lin Qingjiu put one hand on his chest and covered the forehead that had just hit his chest with the other. Her eyes were full of confusion as to why he had such a big reaction.

Xu Haorui calmed down, pulled the person close to his chest, rubbed his forehead, and kissed him there, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Qingjiu hugged his neck with both hands and shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Xu Haorui couldn't help but asked uncertainly, "What did Brother Qing want to do just now?"

Lin Qingjiu shyly buried her head in his arms and said in a low voice, "I'll help you."

Xu Haorui silently stretched out her hand to support him: "..."

He continued to explain in a low voice, "I didn't have time to prepare a birthday gift for Ari, so I thought of a way to please you."

Xu Haorui said hurriedly: "! No, no, Brother Qing, I don't need your... um, please?"

Lin Qingjiu raised his head and muttered, "That's not to please you, I just want to make you feel comfortable."

Xu Haorui felt a little weird, "Why did you think of this method?"

Lin Qingjiu leaned against his chest and pursed her lips in silence. Xu Haorui had no choice but to touch his little head and express his thoughts, "I don't know if it feels comfortable or not..."

"Comfortable." Lin Qingjiu responded in a low voice.

Xu Haorui was stunned, "Do you know?"

Lin Qingjiu hummed lightly without explaining too much.

Xu Haorui was silent for a moment. Lin Qingjiu was afraid that he would misunderstand, so she raised her voice and said clearly: "I haven't tried it, but I know it."

The haze in Feng's eyes gradually dissipated, and Xu Haorui continued in a warm voice: "I believe Brother Qing, but I don't need you to do this, you will feel uncomfortable."

He raised Lin Qingjiu's little face, their foreheads touching each other, and the breath of his speech fell on Lin Qingjiu's face, making it warm and numb.

He said: "You are my husband, I should love you and respect you, and I must never insult you."

Xu Haorui caught a flash of confusion in Lin Qingjiu's eyes at close range, but he was immediately rushed away by joy. He said sweetly: "I don't like doing this either, but Ari, why don't I use my hands?!"

Xu Haorui leaned his head back on the bed and squinted his eyes slightly, distractedly thinking about hiding those messy books to prevent Lin Qingjiu from studying randomly.

When they got married last year, Bao Gu stuffed a little book into Lin Qingjiu's hands. Xu Haorui only found out about it when she discovered it later, but he didn't open it and read it.

After all, he has theoretical knowledge and does not need to learn anymore.

After a long time, he hugged the soft Lin Qingjiu tightly, buried his head in the man's neck, and groaned.

Lin Qingjiu's hands were sore and he let Xu Haorui clean them up for him.

Xu Haorui put the sleeping person on the bed and lay down, staring affectionately at the beautiful sleeping face with lowered eyes. He was a little eager to know about his past, but he also hoped that Lin Qingjiu could forget the unpleasant past. That's it. Just live a simple and happy life with him.

After a while, Xu Haorui sighed, that's all. I didn't want to poke someone's wound at the beginning, but now I shouldn't let the young husband reveal the unspeakable secret for selfish reasons. Who doesn't have a deep-seated secret?

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Due to the busy farming in the village and Xiaolizi's weak resistance at a young age, Xu Haorui and Lin Qingjiu finally decided not to hold Xiaolizi's full moon ceremony and wait until the 100-day banquet to entertain the villagers to make it more grand for the child.

Baogu had no objection to their decision, and the matter was settled like that.

After Lin Qingjiu was out of confinement, she called Zhang Dazhuang to come home. They all had a meal, and then Bao Gu also went home.

Xu Haorui asked Uncle Zhao to drive the bullock cart to the yard to pick up Baogu.

He carried a sack of sweet potatoes on each shoulder, put the sweet potatoes on the ox cart, and took a pair of hens with their feet tied in Lin Qingjiu's hands. He tied a rope to the mouth of the sack to prevent them from tossing around on the road and falling off the cart.

Squatting at the back of the car, he said to the aunt beside him who was carrying a baggage:

"Bao Gu, please ask Uncle Zhao to help you move these two sacks of sweet potatoes to the yard. When Brother Ming comes back in the evening, ask him to carry them to the warehouse for you. After the busy farming season is over, ask Brother Ming to come over and I will discuss some matters with him."

Aunt Bao had a smile on her face, "Sure, Aunt Bao knows that if you two are too busy, just call Aunt Bao over and she will be free."

She took Lin Qingjiu's hand and patted it, looked at the two of them and said, "When you have time, come and sit at Aunt Bao's house more often."

Xu Haorui jumped down and helped the person into the car, "Well, when Brother Ming gets married, we will bring Xiao Lizi with us."

Aunt Bao also patted him on the shoulder. After sitting down, she turned to look at Zhang Dazhuang, who was holding a baby and playing with him by the courtyard gate, and shouted: "Brother Zhang, come visit me when you have time."

"Okay, I'll have a few drinks with Brother Liang then." Zhang Dazhuang responded with a smile.

Baogu put the bundle on her lap and held two five-liter wine jars in one hand.

Xu Haorui paid the money to Uncle Zhao in advance, "Uncle, please drive more slowly and pay attention to safety on the road."

He stood on the side of the road and waved to Baogu, watching the bullock cart enter the village and drive slowly towards the village entrance.

Zhang Dazhuang returned the little chestnut to his father, "The child is asleep. Brother Qing, please take him back to bed to sleep."

"Master, let me do it." Xu Haorui stepped forward to take the child.

"Then my master is back too."

Zhang Dazhuang said goodbye and strode away.

Xu Haorui looked away, "Let's go, Brother Qing, let's go into the house."

Now that his family's two acres of rice have been harvested, most people in the village are still getting started.

Unlike early rice, late rice needs to be harvested in a hurry and has to be transplanted, so the villagers are not in a hurry.

The rice was harvested but still needed to be sun-dried. Xu Haorui didn't want to stay at the drying ground and turn over the rice, so he had to walk to the drying ground every half an hour or an hour and come back after turning it over without any trouble.

Autumn is not like summer, the sun is not as hot, and it takes five or six days to dry the rice.