The Little Widower (farming)

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After they counted the money, packed up the empty carts, paid off the rent, they returned to the village together.

Meng Qi was a little excited along the way. He was driving the car and chattering non-stop: "Brother, let's go there again, it's really profitable."

Zhou Yuan knocked on his head: "I told you, if you want more It's not new anymore."

Meng Qi held his head and didn't quite understand these twists and turns, but it didn't matter, he was obedient and would do whatever Zhou Yuan said.

At the entrance of the village, Zhou Yuan handed Meng Qi the remaining things, including some broken silver.

Meng Qi almost jumped up: "This, this, this, what are you doing!"

"Let you try something new." Zhou Yuan put the thing into his arms.

"You can try it out, give me money to do whatever you want!" Meng Qi held the fruit in his arms, "I'll help you weigh it, it's not an important job."

Zhou Yuan's unconditional trust in Meng Qi was actually a bit stressful. I originally wanted to take them out for a run, but because I had to go to Yunxi Town to treat my godmother, I was delayed for so long.

"Oh, you don't have to be burdened. During the month you left, Shuanzi and I also went out to make money. We can also spend more time with my wife at home."

Zhou Yuan did not continue to talk to him, and threw the things to He said, "You and Shuanzi will split the money equally. Let's go back first."

After saying that, he ignored him and took Chen Qing home.

After returning home, Zhou Yuan spread all his family savings on the bed. He had not touched the two hundred taels of silver notes he had brought back from the capital. His daily expenses were all what he had earned before and what he had brought with him when he came back from the military camp. .

With the money earned today, their family is now quite well off.

Chen Qing had no idea about money. No matter how much money Zhou Yuan had, he just guarded his small purse and everything depended on Zhou Yuan.

They came back just in time to catch up with the autumn harvest. Although they rented out their land, Aunt Sun's land was still being planted. Zhou Yuan decided to help his mother harvest the corn, and then went to Yunxi Town to pick up Li Xin and the others. return.

It's still the same land on the mountain, but the number of people working on it has changed from two to three. Chen Qing still wrapped his arms and neck tightly, and this year he can barely keep up with Aunt Sun.

Zhou Yuan helped them break the corn for a while, and after it was piled up, he started to pick it down the mountain.

Seeing Zhou Yuan leave, Aunt Sun said with a smile: "Last year, I never thought that life would be like this one year later."

Last year, they were still worried about how to transport the corn from this place back. They are all slack when working now.

Chen Qing and Aunt Sun worked very efficiently. After they collected all the corn, they began to chop the corn stalks. After the corn stalks were dried, they could also be used to make firewood.

There is enough sunshine on the mountain, so the corn matures a little earlier than the field below the mountain. After harvesting the corn on the mountain, the corn below the mountain has to wait two more days.

Chen Qing followed Aunt Sun to tear corn at home and prepare to dry it. Zhou Yuan went out again because of something.

Aunt Sun looked at Chen Qing: "What did Zhou Yuan do?"

Chen Qing shook his head: "I don't know, I just said he was going to the county town."

"I don't know, it's about his business." Someone came to the door yesterday Chen Qing didn't hear what they said. Zhou Yuan told him in the evening that he was going to the county town today.

When Zhou Yuan left, he also took with him the banknotes he had brought back from the capital and the money they had earned previously.

"You have to care about him." Aunt Sun was a little helpless, "You don't even ask what your husband does?"

Chen Qing shook his head and kept moving his hands: "I don't understand."

Fortunately, Zhou Yuan knew Chen Qing's character, otherwise, if things went on like this, there would be no problem between the two of them.

Chen Qing just giggled. In fact, after getting married to Zhou Yuan, his personality was much more cheerful than before. At least now he would stop and nod when meeting people in the village, and he would not be so nervous as before that he would just run away.

"What are your plans for the future?" Aunt Sun asked.

Chen Qing looked up in confusion, what are his future plans? Isn't it enough to just live a good life with Zhou Yuan?

Aunt Sun stood up and rubbed his hair: "That's okay. We, Qing, worked very hard before, but now we can live a little easier."

When Zhou Yuan came back, Chen Qing had already cooked the meal, and there was still a heat wave in the evening with the wind. When the wind blew, Chen Qing helped Aunt Sun tear off the corn husks and then returned home. He sat on a deck chair in the yard, shaking a fan in his hand.

Zhou Yuan asked a carpenter to sit on this recliner after they got married. Because he always liked to sit on the recliner when seeing Chen Qing, he wanted to get one at home.

It was just that when this chair was first brought back, it was not placed in the yard and was moved back to the room by Zhou Yuan. For a period of time, Chen Qing did not want to see this chair at all. Only when some memories faded did Chen Qing agree to lie down. On this chair.

The sky was getting dark, and Zhou Yuan hadn't come back yet. After the sun set, there was finally a hint of coolness. Chen Qing's hand gradually stopped shaking the fan, and his breathing gradually became calmer.

When Zhou Yuan returned home, he tied up the cow first, saw Chen Qing sleeping through the courtyard wall, and entered the courtyard very gently.

Chen Qing was leaning on the lounge chair. Because the weather was very hot, his clothes were not buttoned to the top, exposing his delicate neck.

A cattail leaf fan was gently placed on his nose, making sure it was not covered.

He squatted beside Chen Qing's recliner and looked at him for a long time. Such a direct and passionate gaze made Chen Qing feel dangerous even in his sleep. Then he slowly opened his eyes. The moment he opened his eyes, Zhou Yuan stood across from him. He held a cattail leaf fan and kissed him.

Chen Qing laughed: "Are you back?"

Zhou Yuan helped him up: "Why did you fall asleep? Are you tired?"

Chen Qing put his hand on Zhou Yuan's arm, and heard Zhou Yuan hiss, Chen Qing He immediately woke up a lot. When he opened his eyes, he saw some blood stains on the corners of Zhou Yuan's lips. Regardless of the broad daylight, he took off his clothes and found that he was also injured.

Getting closer, Chen Qing could smell some alcohol on him.

"What did you do? Why are there so many injuries on your body?" Chen Qing was very nervous and at a loss. He wanted to get the medicine, but he tripped over his left foot and almost fell to the ground.

It was Zhou Yuan who had quick eyes and quick hands and took him into his arms: "Listen to me, these are just skin injuries, not serious."

The shadow of his father being killed by a thief made the strings in Chen Qing's mind tighten. His hands were shaking now: "What's going on?"

"I don't want to be in the escort business, but it is still a bit difficult to set up an escort agency by myself. It happened that the Zhenwei Escort Agency in the county wanted to take action, and the county magistrate intervened and said I can accept that escort agency."

In fact, it has been delayed for a long time. It was supposed to be taken over a month ago, but something suddenly happened here, so they have not been able to reply to the magistrate.

Chen Qing leaned on his chest and listened to him.

"In addition to the two chief escorts, there are five other chiefs in the Zhenwei Escort Bureau. Because the two chief escorts wanted to go their separate ways, the agency was taken over. I went there in Chuchu. Although the county magistrate was there, It's inevitable that I still can't convince the public."

Chen Qing raised his head: "So?"

"When it comes to solving problems between men, fists speak the best." Zhou Yuan raised his hand, "So I fought with five bodyguards."

Chen Qing grimaced and became angry: "Five of them beat you one?"

" Of course not, come one by one, don't worry, they are more seriously injured than me." Zhou Yuan touched his hair and kissed his cheek, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Zhou Yuan was also okay with the smell of alcohol on his body. He explained: "I went to have a meal after the fight, so I came back a little late."

Chen Qing said, "Then drink some porridge, take a shower, and I will give you medicine later. "

Chen Qing ate some porridge with him. In summer, Chen Qing's appetite was very small. They kept some cucumbers for themselves. Chen Qing smashed them into pieces and added some vinegar. They ate all the cucumber until they were full.

After eating, Zhou Yuan went to wash the dishes and boil water, and Chen Qing went to the room to find medicine for injuries. After Zhou Yuan finished washing, he returned to the room shirtless and sat by the bed, waiting for Chen Qing to apply medicine to him.

Chen Qing sighed while applying the medicine: "Mom asked me today about our future plans."

Zhou Yuan looked down at him.

Chen Qing continued: "I don't know what my future plans are." As he said, Chen Qing blew on his wounds again.

"Actually, I think life is very good now. We can raise some chickens, ducks, a pig, and cultivate our land." Chen Qing sighed and looked into Zhou Yuan's eyes, "But I know you have your ambitions."

Chen Qing sighed. Qing knew that Zhou Yuan not only had the burden of their own family, but also admired Meng Qi, who was headed by him. He couldn't be so selfish and asked Zhou Yuan to accompany him to farm and raise chickens at home. Zhou Yuan should be able to have A wider world.

Chen Qing leaned in front of him: "I just hope that when you pursue your ambition, you won't get hurt and go home well."

Zhou Yuan's heart softened into a pool of water, and he pulled Chen Qing to him regardless. In his arms, he held him tightly.

How could you not like Chen Qing?

Zhou Yuan couldn't find words to describe Chen Qing. When they first met him, he was the toughest vine growing in this village surrounded by mountains and rivers. When they met again, he seemed to be hiding in his own world without even daring to raise his head. red-eyed rabbit.

But now Chen Qing told him with red eyes that he only hoped he would be safe.

Controlling the restlessness in his heart, he just wanted to hold Chen Qing quietly at this moment.

During the recent corn harvest, in order to maintain their physical strength during the day, they all slept at night. Chen Qing pulled away a little and became shy again: "Look at you, the medicine is all in vain."

After that, he gave it again . He applied the medicine once, and inevitably saw other wounds on his body that had grown into scars.

Usually, Chen Qing was always shy. He didn't dare to open his eyes and look at Zhou Yuan even if they were not naked. Now he looked at his body without any distracting thoughts, and felt so distressed that he just wanted to cry.

Zhou Yuan didn't dare to let him see her again, fearing that he would cry out of distress again, so he put on his clothes haphazardly and lay on the bed with his arms in his arms.

He was afraid that Chen Qing would be unhappy, so he racked his brains to coax him, so he talked about those days in the army, but the army was full of rough guys, and they only talked about nasty things and had nothing to say.

Chen Qing always likes to curl up and shrink into a small ball after falling asleep. Zhou Yuan didn't notice his problem with bed recognition in the first two days after they got married, because Chen Qing was already too tired to feel conscious at that time.

It was also because he slept too lightly that he found that on nights when he had not done that, Chen Qing would always roll out of his arms lightly. At first, he thought it was because he held her too tightly, but later he discovered Chen Qing couldn't sleep.

He had been wandering for too long and felt that nowhere was his end. Then he finally met Aunt Sun, who made his Meng Tao's room his home for five years.

Chen Qing, who wanted stability, told him today that he just wanted him to return to him intact.

Zhou Yuan listened to Chen Qing's shallow breathing and looked at his peaceful sleeping face, thinking that Chen Qing's home was his now. Wherever he was, Chen Qing's home was.

He had never been such a worried person before, but when he held Chen Qing in his arms at night, he would also think about what he would be like if Meng Tao came back safe and sound.

Chen Qing is Meng Tao's husband, and everything he owns now belongs to Meng Tao, but why? In terms of time, it was his grandmother who decided on Chen Qing first. If his grandmother had not passed away, then Chen Qing would have Stay in their yard and wait for his return.

Zhou Yuan's thoughts flew a little far, and were finally brought back by Chen Qing's hand on his chest. What were he thinking about so much? Anyway, Chen Qing is his own now.