The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 89 Agreed on a deadline

In Ye Xiangchun's house, there was only a small broken bench, and the small table was pieced together by looking for wooden planks for a few days before yesterday. The three of them could not sit at the table and eat together.

Jing Yu was holding a small bowl and sitting on a small stool.Ye Xiangchun and Jingchen served a bowl of dumplings each, one leaned against the door and the other leaned against the pot to eat.

The stuffing is mixed by Jingchen, the saltiness is just right, but there is a little less seasoning, so it is not so fragrant.

It's no wonder Jing Chen, this dumpling is home-made from the skin to the stuffing.

But the taste of wild celery is strong, and the dumplings have a special flavor.Ye Xiangchun ate very happily.

However, Jing Chen didn't eat much. After eating seven or eight dumplings, he put down his chopsticks, looked up at the sky, and said, "I should go."

It was just after noon at this time, but the sky was overcast, with a kind of dullness that was approaching dusk and the wind and rain were about to come.

Ye Xiangchun swallowed the dumpling in his mouth and did not keep him.No qualifications, no reason, just called Shang Jingyu to silently send him to the door.

"I... strive to come back before the first snow." Jing Chen didn't want to say anything more, but in the end he couldn't help but agreed on a deadline.

When he walked in the past, no matter whether it was spring, summer, autumn or winter, there was only Jingyu in his heart.No one cared about his return date.

Today, he doesn't know why he wants to have an explanation, but he doesn't know who he wants to explain to.

Seeing that Jing Yu's eyes were no longer dull, but rather ignorant, Jing Chen touched his head, but looked at Ye Xiangchun and said, "Is there really nothing to bring back?"

Ye Xiangchun smiled: "If you go to a deep mountain and old forest, I can let you bring a bear skin for the winter. If you go to a bustling city, the things there may not be pleasing to me, so forget it."

Ye Xiangchun originally intended that she had seen modern high-tech, and that in ancient times there was not even the most basic elderly phone, so she didn't care about it.

But Jingchen inexplicably figured out another meaning.He hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Then when I have a chance, I will take you and Xiaoyu into the city and pick it myself."

After finishing speaking, Jing Chen let go of Jing Yu, turned around and strode away.

No one saw it, Jing Chen's ear tips were slightly red, and his footsteps were slightly hurried.

After walking away from the village and onto the main road, Jing Chen saw a few horses parked by the side of the road.

The people on the horses wore blue shirts and black boots, and each horse had a weapon such as a knife, sword, or hammer hanging from the saddle.

Jing Chen seemed to hear the sound of swords and swords, and the gloomy and calculating eyes of those people, as well as the hypocritical and flattering smiles on everyone's faces, appeared in front of his eyes.

But before he frowned, Jing Chen remembered the series of laughter he heard last night when he was on the roof in the rain.And just now he was rolling out the dough, laughing and joking with that person.

Jing Chen let out a long breath of relief, his face remained motionless, but there was a trace of relief and joy in his eyes.

"Young master!" The man in blue shirt handed over the reins and whip, and bowed his head respectfully.

Jing Chen restrained the gentleness in his eyes, let out a cold "um", took over and jumped on the horse.Go away with all the dust.

"Xiaoyu, if it doesn't rain tomorrow, I'll go out, and I'd better visit the town." Ye Xiangchun said to Jingyu while tidying up the table.

Jing Yu was washing the dishes, he looked up at Ye Xiangchun as an answer, and then continued to bow his head and concentrate on doing his own thing.

(End of this chapter)