Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Chapter 79: Little Figure Painting

Feng Yuanlang was indeed born with a good appearance and a gentle and elegant temperament. Although he was stupid, he had a kind personality and acted gently. He Miao liked his looks, but he liked his temperament even more.

However, she was not at all ready for the bridal chamber.

Moreover, the foolish man in front of him had not recovered from his brain disease and his thoughts were like those of a child. Could it be that he could really understand the relationship between men and women? If it was not a natural instinct, then it could only mean that the medicine of He Miao, the "wild doctor", was effective.

She was extremely confused at the moment, and she only regretted that she couldn't pick out a book from the library to check whether teenagers at this stage had this instinct.

In a hurry, she shouted, intending to remind Feng Yuanlang that he had entered the wrong tent. Because she was anxious, her tone was also a little angry, which scared Feng Yuanlang.

"Hug, sorry, I..."

When the young man heard the words "Feng Yuanlang, you've entered the wrong tent", it was as if his soul was pulled back from his body. He immediately raised his face and stood up, sitting there in a daze, and apologized timidly.

Even so, it was still difficult to conceal that alluring beauty. Instead, it added a hint of pitifulness with its handsomeness, which made He Miao feel itchy.

The candle on the table had burned off again. Under the dim light, through a layer of barely visible gauze, Feng Yuanlang's face turned red to his ears, and he kept muttering, "Wife, I was wrong, don't be angry."

suspicious!

This silly husband seemed to have a disembodied syndrome. He acted like this for no apparent reason. He Miao secretly felt lucky that she was sober and did not lose her virginity. She would still have some room for maneuver in the future.

But she was also very suspicious: "Something is wrong, have you been watching something unhealthy?"

Recalling that she had accidentally thrown a comic book "The Love of a Domineering CEO" to Feng Yuanlang a few days ago, Feng Yuanlang imitated the comic book in front of He Miao like a curious and eager child who was good at imitating.

Pretending to be a domineering husband is harmless and even cute. But if he learns some "new tricks" and something substantial happens, He Miao cannot tolerate it.

She got married and was content to be the third daughter-in-law of the Feng family, trying to take care of the family affairs and thinking about the Feng family wholeheartedly. But this did not mean that she could devote herself wholeheartedly to a mentally ill man.

Love goes both ways.

What He Miao wants is for two people with thoughts, consciousness and judgment to choose from the bottom of their hearts to accompany each other for life, to treat each other sincerely, to be in tune with each other, and to naturally get close to, be close to and embrace each other.

Therefore, before Feng Yuanlang's illness is cured, He Miao will never relax his bottom line and will never rashly take that step.

This was not only her selfish thought, but also for the young man in front of her who was trembling like a child who had done something wrong.

After all, who can guarantee that Feng Yuanlang will fall in love with the wife his parents bought him after he recovers from his illness? Once he regains his adult thinking, I believe he will make his own choice.

This is a personal choice, and no one else can replace it. Under the current circumstances, He Miao does not want to and has no right to make such an irresponsible decision for the two.

Think deeper.

Feng Yuanlang was mentally ill, but his body was healthy and he had all the necessary functions. These days, there are ways to avoid pregnancy, but they are extremely difficult to find, especially in this remote village. Every wife has to accept her fate and must give birth if she gets pregnant. She has no chance to make her own decision.

Of course, He Miao was not someone who could be manipulated at will, she had her own tricks. But at this moment, she didn't want to cause herself any trouble and save herself the trouble.

Even so, He Miao thought that based on Feng Yuanlang's personality, he would never behave like this unless he learned it from books.

Thinking of this, she opened the gauze curtain, got out of bed, walked to the bookcase in her shoes, and took out the book on top. This book was the one that Feng Yuanlang had just been studying attentively.

The title of the book was "The Begonias Have All Fallen, the Pear Blossoms Have Turned White". A few days ago, He Miao flipped through it and threw it to Feng Yuanlang without reading it carefully, so she didn't know what the content of the book was. Now holding it in her hand, just looking at the cover, there was nothing unusual.

Seeing her taking the book and looking at it carefully, Feng Yuanlang showed some anxiety on his face.

In fact, he had no idea what was wrong with the book. He just thought the little people in the pictures were very interesting. He was so engrossed in the book that he was afraid that his wife would be angry and hurt his eyes, so he hid it.

He had just looked through the little man paintings in his hand. The book also mentioned that if they acted according to the pictures, they would feel comfortable and happy. Because he was pure-minded, he did not think anything was wrong. Out of playfulness, he imitated the actions of the characters in the book, hoping to copy them with his wife and have fun.

Unexpectedly, I saw that my wife was not only not pleased, but looked flustered and as if she was angry. I knew that what I did just now was definitely wrong.

Feng Yuanlang was able to read people's expressions. He realized that he had made a mistake, and timidly stared at his wife's face. Seeing the unhappy look on that rosy little face, he felt even more afraid.

He Miao squinted his eyes and glanced at him, snorting softly: "Look at your panicked look, is there really a ghost?"

As he spoke, he opened the book and began to look through it carefully.

It didn't matter that she saw it, she wanted to cover her eyes immediately. The illustrations in the book were all small people, and they were clearly erotic pictures that were not suitable for children. The pictures were detailed and realistic, and it was really unbearable to look at.

It suddenly dawned on her that the title of the book was exactly what is meant by "A Pear Tree Overshadows a Begonia Tree" and that the book was actually an illustrated version of a love story between an old man and a young wife.

If a man with a child's nature and an adult's body reads this kind of book, wouldn't it be troublesome?
"My God, how could such a book be included in the library? What kind of informal institution is this?"

While Feng Yuanlang was hanging his head in regret, He Miao quickly stuffed the banned book back into the library in his mind. He didn't bother to complain, took off the silver hairpin, blew out the light, groped in the dark, and climbed onto the kang in two steps.

Finally, he just said to Feng Yuanlang: "Okay, don't do this again in the future. Go to sleep in your tent."

After receiving the order from his wife, Feng Yuanlang, who was waiting for "trial", seemed to be pardoned. He quickly got into his bed and fell asleep obediently.

On the other side, He Miao wrapped herself tightly in her quilt, still feeling confused. Although it was autumn, she felt the spring love surging deep in her heart. It was as if something was rushing around blindly in her heart, making her not know what to do.

After thinking about random things for a long time, I finally fell into a deep sleep.

The lights in the west room were off, and Chen Xiujuan, who had been working in the yard, had already returned to her room, enjoying her rare rest moment of the day.

However, tonight, everyone in the Feng family had trouble sleeping. The poor harvest meant a lot and no one could easily ignore it.