The Little Widower (farming)

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The weather is getting cooler day by day. Chen Qing has finished two clothes for Zhou Yuan, one for autumn and one for winter. When he showed it to Zhou Yuan, Zhou Yuan tried it on. , fits well, and looks much more handsome than before.

Chen Qing only glanced at it briefly and then withdrew his gaze.

Almost all the work in the fields was done. Chen Qing and Aunt Sun spent two days planting some vegetables in the vegetable field outside the house for a touch of green and a refreshing fragrance in winter.

During this period, Chen Qing also did some needlework and embroidered a few handkerchiefs, but the styles were still nothing new. One embroidered with two little sparrows hidden in the peach blossoms, and the other embroidered with two mandarin ducks in the middle of the lake. Cross neck.

There is also a purse simply embroidered with an orchid, and contains an amulet.

Zhou Yuan comes to the house more frequently, but always in the evening. He seems to be very busy during the day, and only when he comes to fetch water at night does he have time to sit at home.

When he comes in the evening, Aunt Sun will go back to her room and leave the main room to the two of them to talk.

Recently, Chen Qing is no longer like before. He blushes when talking to Zhou Yuan and becomes speechless when he teases him.

"Where have you been today?" Chen Qing poured him a bowl of water and watched him drink.

"Didn't I say that I would go out with Meng Qi and the others? I'm probably ready for tomorrow." Zhou Yuan put down the bowl, as if a bowl of water had swept away all his fatigue.

Chen Qing's hands froze in place: "Is he going out tomorrow? Didn't Meng Qi just get married, and his family is willing to let him go out?"

Zhou Yuan nodded and felt funny. Chen Qing and Meng Qi were not familiar with each other, but at this moment they were. He has learned to borrow other people's names: "I'm a member of the county's family. I want to send some things to the capital. If nothing happens, I can come back during the New Year."

"It's been so long..." Chen Qing murmured, "I don't know what's going on . It's dangerous."

Zhou Yuan rubbed his head: "Don't worry, can it be dangerous on the battlefield?"

Chen Qing was a little at a loss. He just sat down and stood up. Zhou Yuan simply grabbed his hand and pulled him away. He sat down on the stool next to him: "I have decided to do this a long time ago, that's why I wanted to rent out the land before."

"But doing this means you have to run outside all year round, and it's very dangerous outside." Qing held his hand for the first time. The hands were big, but there were many scars on them, which were different from his own. The scars on Zhou Yuan's hands were very long. After taking a look, it was not difficult to imagine that there were scars on the battlefield. How dangerous.

Zhou Yuan patted his hand: "Don't worry, I came back alive from the battlefield, let alone just went out for a trip."

Chen Qing lowered his head: "Okay."

"So our cows have to count on you. "Zhou Yuan said with a smile, "When it gets colder, there won't be any fresh weeds, so you have to worry about it."

"Yes." Chen Qing nodded, "I know, I won't let it lose weight.

" If you have nothing to do, just play with my cheap brother and let him take you out for a walk."

Chen Qing still had some questions: "Your brother?"

Zhou Yuan laughed: "Li Xin."

Chen Qing then remembered that Zhou Yuan recognized him. If Li Tiejiang is the adoptive father, then Li Xin is indeed his younger brother.

Unexpectedly, the final development turned out to be like this. Li Xin, who he originally thought was going to marry Zhou Yuan, became Zhou Yuan's younger brother, and he...

"I'm leaving tomorrow, and you're still burying your head and don't know what you're thinking." Zhou Yuan didn't know. Satisfied that he was right in front of him, he was still wandering.

"Then what can I do for you?" Chen Qing glanced at his hand.

"Meng Qi has his wife to help pack his luggage when he goes out, and I have to pack it myself."

Chen Qing stood up immediately: "Then bring it over and I can pack it for you?"

Zhou Yuan just smiled without a smile. Laughing, a shiver ran down Chen Qing's back.

"Then, shall I come with you to help you clean up?" Chen Qing glanced at Aunt Sun's closed door and hesitated.

"Let's go." Zhou Yuan reached out to hold him, but Chen Qing kept looking back.

Aunt Sun couldn't help it anymore, so she leaned against the window and said, "Come back soon."

Fortunately, the two of them were in a more remote part of the village. If there were more people here, they would have already been noticed.

This is the first time Chen Qing has walked into Zhou Yuan's yard. Zhou Yuan lives alone. There are not many things in the yard and it is not cluttered.

There was a square table in the main room. There were some sawdust and some wood piled in the corner of the main room. Chen Qing looked at Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan said: "That's not the hairpin you asked me to carve last time. I tried it several times, but my hand is still not good enough."

Chen Qing stood at the door of Zhou Yuan's bedroom, a long-lost feeling of shyness welling up in his heart.

They haven't gotten married yet, and they haven't gotten engaged yet. He entered Zhou Yuan's room right now. Isn't it a little bad?

Zhou Yuan didn't pay attention to his many thoughts, so he stretched out his hand and pulled Chen Qing in.

This was Zhou Yuan's most private space, and he just barged in.

Zhou Yuan's room was not as messy as Chen Qing imagined. Although the quilt on the bed was not folded, it was spread neatly on the bed.

There is a row of cabinets next to it, but the other three sides are empty, and only one side is barely full. The rest of the clothes are scattered around, but the two clothes Chen Qing made for him are neatly folded.

Chen Qing folded all his messy clothes and remembered that he was going to the capital. He heard that the winter in the capital was much colder than here in Luohe Village, so Chen Qing packed all the thick clothes for him.

He buried his head in packing, while Zhou Yuan looked at him through the dim candlelight.

It's not that he doesn't know how to pack. He was once in the army, so packing was easy for him, but now Chen Qing, who is helping him pack, is much more gentle.

My heart feels a little itchy.

A year is still too long. This time he was out for two months. He just wanted to make himself feel that time passed faster.

Chen Qing helped him pack his luggage, but felt that these clothes could not withstand the cold in the capital: "When it gets cold in the capital, you can buy thicker clothes. It's too late to do so now."

After he finished speaking, Zhou Yuan did not answer. he.

Chen Qing turned his head and saw Zhou Yuan just looking at him. Chen Qing felt a little embarrassed by him.

Zhou Yuan took the baggage that Chen Qing had packed away from Chen Qing and just looked at his features carefully.

Chen Qing swallowed: "Don't look at me."

Zhou Yuan hummed, but his eyes were still on him.

Chen Qing then remembered that he had gone to Huaiyuan Temple to ask for the Peace Talisman before, but he had never found a chance to give it to him after returning from the temple. Now that Zhou Yuan was going on a long trip, the Peace Talisman should be able to keep him safe.

Chen Qing has always carried that purse with him. If he didn't give it to him now, there would be no chance to give it to him.

Chen Qing took out the purse from his arms and handed it to Zhou Yuan's hand: "This is the peace charm I asked for when I went to the temple last time."

Zhou Yuan looked at the purse in his hand. The fabric should have been made for him before. Although the rest of the clothes are of a dull color, the cluster of orchids on it is very plain, and the dull color makes it much softer.

He knew about the peace talisman of Huaiyuan Temple. Meng Qi said that his wife had her hair messed up in order to get one for him. If Chen Qing, who always walked away from everyone, would he go to get a peace talisman from someone?

He looked at the peace charm and thought about the way Chen Qing was being pushed in the crowd. What was he thinking at that time?

The more he thought about it, the more his heart seemed to be filled with something. He pulled Chen Qing to his side and hugged his waist.

He was sitting and Chen Qing was standing, but there seemed to be no difference between the two of them. He was hugging Chen Qing, and you could still smell the soap scent on his clothes.

"It's all packed up, then I'll go back..." Chen Qing was at a loss and wanted to push him away, but his hand fell on his head and let go.

Zhou Yuan freed up a hand, took Chen Qing's hand and put it on his head.

Chen Qing did not move away, but felt that Zhou Yuan's hair was a little hard and prickly in the palm of his hand.

After hugging him for a while, Chen Qing said, "Is there anything else?"

Zhou Yuan still didn't speak.

The room was very quiet. It was autumn and the insects in the mountains had disappeared. It seemed that Chen Qing could only hear the pounding of his own heart.

He had nothing to say, "Shall I make you some more solid food?"

Zhou Yuan then let go of his hand around his waist and reached out to touch his face: "Okay."

So the two of them came to the kitchen again, Chen Qing looked at the grain piled next to him and hardly moved. He asked Zhou Yuan to light a fire and started kneading the noodles himself.

Zhou Yuan said, "I'll send the rest back to you soon. It will be ready for two months."

Chen Qing wanted to refuse, but what he said seemed to make sense. As he kneaded the dough, he thought, these noodles, It seems to cost a lot of money.

Zhou Yuan looked at his wandering eyes and knew what he was thinking: "If you want to give me money, don't go back tonight."

Chen Qing stopped kneading the dough for a moment, then his face turned red: "I I didn't want to give him any money."

Zhou Yuan lit the fire, and Chen Qing was frying pancakes for him on the stove, saying, "It needs to be cooked a little longer so that they can last longer."

He lived here from his hometown and passed by them on the way. If he was hungry or cold, he would do more so that Zhou Yuan would not be hungry on the road.

"Where is your hometown?" Zhou Yuan asked him while lighting the fire.

"In Xiaxi Mansion, Jieshi Town, Linhuang Village." His hometown seemed very far away from Chen Qing. It was so far away that Chen Qing took a while to react before saying it.

"Xia Xi." Zhou Yuan thought for a while, "My hometown is in Yizhou, not far from Xia Xi."

Chen Qing nodded: "I can tell that you talk a bit like me."

"You Why did you walk so far to get here?" They chatted, and the fire they lit made a beeping sound.

Chen Qing's hands were not idle at all, baking cakes one after another with each movement: "I have been to Yizhou and almost stayed there."

"Huh?"

Chen Qing thought of the events a few years ago. Thing: "But I don't remember the name of that place. Something happened, so I kept walking until I met my mother."

Zhou Yuan wanted to know his past, but he also knew that he couldn't tell in this night. It was over, so he wanted to wait until they were married, with Chen Qing in his arms, and they would spend a lot of time talking about their past and planning their future.

Chen Qing helped him bake the cakes. It was getting late, so Zhou Yuan took the remaining food at home and sent him to his door.

"You have to leave early tomorrow morning. You don't have to get up to see me off." Zhou Yuan stopped at the door of his house and was not in a hurry to let him go back.

Chen Qing took a look and saw that the candles in Aunt Sun's room had been extinguished.

"Then be careful on the road." Chen Qing took the grain bag from his hand, "Then I'm going back?"

Zhou Yuan didn't let go. He had been away for two months, and he had to get something to support him. His way.

The lantern's fire was almost exhausted, and Chen Qing looked at Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan also stared at him.

He gritted his teeth, stood on tiptoes, and wanted to kiss Zhou Yuan on the cheek.

But Zhou Yuan was much taller than him. Even if Chen Qing tried very hard to stand up on tiptoes, he only touched Zhou Yuan's chin lightly.

Zhou Yuan's chin was also like his, very hard, with some stubble on it that had not been cleaned too well, and it pierced Chen Qing.

But Chen Qing's courage stopped there. He was afraid that Zhou Yuan would make fun of him, and he was very shy. His strength was also extremely strong at that moment.

He took the food bag from Zhou Yuan and ran into the house in a panic.

Zhou Yuan was just stunned for a moment, but Chen Qing had already disappeared. Zhou Yuan touched his chin, lowered his head and smiled.

It was already rare. Chen Qing was like the most elusive quail in the mountains. He finally nodded, but he could only stop where he was and watch him approach step by step.

Zhou Yuan climbed over the wall to get in, locked the door for him, and then climbed out again.

Looking at the swaying shadow by the window, Zhou Yuan felt that the fatigue of the day had disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he thought that the weather should be good tomorrow.