"Mom, I'm back."
"Hey, Kangkang is back."
"Well, look at the fish I caught."
"You caught it? Our Kangkang is really good," Mo's mother boasted.
However, why did this fish get poked a big hole
"Mother, I met the hunters who came to deliver fish and told them to go back. I told them that if they want to eat fish, we will go find them."
"Mother knows."
"Mother, we can buy fish from them in the future." Mo Fan took advantage of the situation and suggested.
"Okay, Kangkang can do whatever he says, we don't need their money."
Mo Fan nodded in agreement, "Mom, I want to drink fish soup today."
"Okay, my wife will cook fish soup for you later."
Mo's mother's fish soup is delicious, but Jiang Hua's handling of fish is not as good as Mo's mother's.
*****
The stream water is clear and clean enough to drink, not to mention just take a bath.
When the weather is warm, the villagers usually go to the lower reaches of the stream to take a bath, and Mo Fan is no exception, but he always goes at night when no one is around. Others are worried that there will be dangers such as snakes and insects at night, but Mo Fan is not afraid.
It's just that the weather is getting colder, and Mo Fan can't stand washing outside.
Asking Jiang Hua to boil water for him to take a bath, Mo Fan moved the tub out of the house and put it in the room.
The water in the pot boiled, Zhou Linxuan added water to the bathtub, Mo Fan saw that the temperature was about the same, and took off his clothes to get into the water.
The young man was lazy and stayed away from the sun for a long time. Compared with Zhou Linxuan's dark skin, the skin on his body was astonishingly white. Zhou Linxuan's eyes were good, and he could see intently.
The two of them often take a bath together, but at night, we can only look at it roughly, so the impact on Zhou Linxuan is far from that great.
The beautiful and small butterfly bone, the curvy waist, the two bulging rounds, and the mystery hidden between the buttocks, when Mo Fan stepped into the bathtub, it seemed to be pink and tender.
Zhou Linxuan was jealous, and his nose felt hot, leaving a line of bright red marks. He wiped it with his hand foolishly, so, it was all over his face, as if he had suffered a lot of injuries.
"Pfft."
Mo Fan turned around in the water and laughed when he saw this scene.
This is a nosebleed? Men in this world can't concentrate.
"Brother Kangkang." The man's voice was hoarse, and he called out blankly.
"come over."
Mo Fan beckoned, and the man walked forward in a daze, as if bewitched by a fox charm.
"I'm on fire." Picking up the cotton cloth on the side of the bucket, Mo Fan carefully wiped the blood from the man's face.
The young man is tall and slender, his arms are delicate and smooth, and his unworked hands are white and tender. Zhou Linxuan turned his gaze from his arms to the boy's chest, and let Mo Fan's hand move on his face.
The used handkerchief was put down, and Zhou Linxuan looked down blankly at the snow-white towel, now dotted with red plums. Lowering his head with red ears, Zhou Linxuan called out embarrassedly, "Brother Kangkang."
"Go wash it up, and then help me wipe my back." Unconsciously teasing the man, Mo Fan turned around and said ruthlessly.
Zhou Linxuan stared at the snow-white back for a long time before suddenly realizing that he hurriedly went out to wash the handkerchief.
In the bathroom, there was another tease, and the man added hot water a few times. Mo Fan put on the mattress comfortably, and let the man hug him to bed.
"Uncomfortable." Zhou Linxuan put him down and did not let go, only clinging closer to the boy.
"Where is it uncomfortable?"
"Here." Zhou Linxuan moved his body.
"We are so stupid that we have grown up."
Zhou Linxuan's eyes were confused.
"Do you want Brother Kangkang to help you?"
Zhou Linxuan didn't understand, but nodded without hesitation.
"Hehe," Mo Fan chuckled and stretched out his hand.
…
(Slightly slightly, what you want...)
This sleep lasted until noon, and Mo Fan didn't wake up, which shows how insane the man is.
Although I didn't really do it, it was very tiring, okay
When he got up, Mo Fan kept his face dark, but Zhou Linxuan was still smiling at him. Mo Fan was speechless.
Mo Fan's clothes were contracted by a man, so Jiang Hua changed the clothes made for Mo Fan and prepared them for Father Mo to wear.
There was no need to make clothes for Mo Fan, Jiang Hua would tinker with some gadgets in her free time, such as knee pads, gloves and the like.
"This thing is very practical." Mo Fan took a pair and put it on.
But after a while, he was torn off by Zhou Linxuan and thrown back, not forgetting to give Jiang Hua a look.
Ginger Flower:…
"Dali, do you want to learn?" Jiang Hua smiled, telling herself in her heart that this is all love.
"Learn!"
Seeing the man picking up the needle and thread again, Mo Fan held his forehead.
At that time, he wanted to let a man make clothes for him. He just had a whim.
"What's the use of this thing?"
"It can keep you warm, and when you touch plants with thorns, you won't get stabbed if you wear gloves. Knee pads can keep you warm. Knees are a very important part of the human body. If they are not well maintained, it is easy to get geriatric diseases. I am still researching how to give them Shoes increase friction, er, so you can walk on muddy roads without slipping."
Mo Fan listened, and thoughtfully said, "If everyone has these, wouldn't work be much easier?"
Jiang Hua nodded and said casually, "Yes, so everyone..."
everyone
An idea came to Jiang Hua's mind, and she peeked at Mo Fan. Did the other party say it casually, or did she say it on purpose
Under the strong pull, Mo Fan also moved a stool and sat beside the other party, watching the other party's sewing helplessly.
Jiang Hua was in a trance, very natural and warm.
A burst of coldness came, Jiang Hua came back to her senses, Zhou Linxuan was staring at him. She looked at Mo Fan for a long time, Zhou Linxuan noticed it first, and pulled Mo Fan back, Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at her.
Jiang Hua smiled shyly and lowered her head.
Why think so much? After all, life is getting better and better now, so she should be happier.
For example, think about how to escape marriage? Recently, Mother Mo has been very kind to her. If she proposes that she does not want to marry Mo Fan, will Mother Mo agree
Probably not, Mo's mother's kindness to her is also based on the premise that she will soon become a family with the other party. Jiang Hua's eyes darkened.
She was a little bit reluctant to part with this home. She can't go back in modern times. Could it be that in this other world, she will also lose her family
Is there really no way to have the best of both worlds
After the rice was polished, the villagers took their belongings and sent them to the village chief's house, but Jiang Hua refused to go back.
"Everyone, my father and mother asked me to tell you that we will not accept your things for borrowing cattle in the future. We are very grateful that you help our family with farm work. How can we collect more things."
A group of villagers looked at others in disbelief, and someone in the crowd asked, "Ah, you lied to us, didn't you?"
Jiang Hua said warmly, "How dare I lie to you, what good would I gain by lying to you, maybe my mother will teach me a lesson."
The villagers talked a lot, "Erya is right, but why don't you accept our things?"
The villagers didn't dare to say too much in front of Jiang Hua, and they didn't dare to leave, so they lingered at the door of Mo's house.
"All uncles and aunts, go back." Jiang Hua advised again.
It took a while before someone walked home from the crowd. With the first, there will be the second, and after a while, the people will be scattered.
*****
"What do you think happened to the village chief? Suddenly... changed for the better?"
"Whatever happened to him, it's not a good thing."
"I just find it weird."
"You, you just think too much, and accept the benefits. If it's true or false, you may feel very uncomfortable."
The man smiled awkwardly, stopped talking, and lowered his head to wash the clothes on his hands.
Jiang Hua has heard such remarks more than once in the past few days. Since Mo Fan reminded Jiang Hua that day, Jiang Hua simply gave a pair of gloves and knee pads to Uncle Zhang whom she first met.
"How embarrassing is this? I can't take these ingredients for nothing. Come on, this is the pheasant I just caught today. You take it back and cook it. It's very nourishing."
Uncle Zhang is a widower, and there is only one five-year-old son in the family, so Jiang Hua chose him.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang, I'm not worth much." Jiang Hua knew that the people in the village are simple, so she didn't refuse. After thinking about it, she took out the newly made sole and said, "Uncle Zhang, I haven't used this thing before. Put it on your shoes, it is convenient for walking on mountain roads, you can use it to see."
"Hey, thank you Erya." Uncle Zhang wiped his hands and took it.
He lives alone in Mojia Village, and only one young son needs to be taken care of. The villagers also took good care of him and would help take care of him when he went up the mountain. He was always very grateful and would send the things he got.
Although he hadn't seen the things Er Ya sent, it sounded like good things. Uncle Zhang wanted to refuse, but Erya stopped him, so he wanted to give her some meat.
In the past few days, I heard that the village chief's family doesn't accept their things anymore, and Uncle Zhang's pressure has eased a lot. He reckoned that this matter had something to do with Erya.
Uncle Zhang took the things Jiang Hua gave him when he went up the mountain the next day. Some villagers asked a few more questions when they saw it, and learned that it was given by Jiang Hua, and stopped her once when Jiang Hua was going out.
"Hey, Erya."
"Aunt Li." Jiang Hua heard someone calling herself, and probably guessed the other party's intentions.
Aunt Li chatted with Jiang Hua first, and then said, "Erya, I saw Zhang Orion yesterday. He was wearing something called 'gloves' and 'knee pads'. You said you made them?"
"Um."
"Oh, Erya, you are really capable," Aunt Li boasted, and said hesitantly, "Jiang Hua, my mother-in-law has always had bad knees and is prone to cold in winter. When I saw the 'knee pad', I thought it was very real. I am not afraid to say it You are joking, I wonder if you are willing to teach me how to do it? If not, I will buy it from you. "
Aunt Li is not stupid. She knows that many people will keep rare things in their hands and sell them for money. She didn't really want to learn, she just asked. It's best if you can learn it, and you can do it if you want in the future. If you can't, it's good to buy a pair.
Jiang Hua smiled and said, "It's all done by myself, it's nothing, if you want to learn, why don't I come to you when I'm free in two days?"
The villagers still have scruples about the Mo family, and they generally don't come to them easily.
"Hey, thank you so much Erya." Aunt Li said happily.
"If it's okay, I'll go do the laundry."
Just as Jiang Hua was about to leave, Aunt Li held her back, "Ah, it's not that Aunt Li is talking too much, it's because you made it up, and you never thought of selling it for money?"
Jiang Hua said indifferently, "We can use this thing for our own use. If we sell it for money, it will take a lot of effort to make it, and we may not be able to sell it for a good price."
In fact, it was because the Mo family was not short of money.
"Ah, to be honest, Aunt Li, if you have used this thing, it will definitely fetch a good price."
"Then thank you, Aunt Li, for your kind words. My stuff is quite practical," Jiang Hua said again, "Well, Aunt Li, ask the village if there is anything else you want to learn, and I will teach it together."
"This..." Aunt Li hesitated, "Would it be bad, your mother..."
Everyone in the village knew that Mo's mother was very strict with Jiang Hua. If she knew that she used these things as favors, she might be angry.
"My mother is fine, don't care about me."
Aunt Li was dubious.
"That's it, I'll tell you the exact time later."
"Well, if you have any difficulties, you must tell Aunt Li."
"Well, it will."
The author has something to say: Is it enough to omit some 2000 words
In other words, do you think it is against harmony to study needlework