Yoyo Farming

Chapter 100

"What's wrong with my heart?" Da Zhuang felt dejected, lowered his head and stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I can't climb up to her house now, let's find someone else."

Dagen, who was punched by Fu Niu, was unwilling to let go of the marriage just like that, instead he persuaded Da Zhuang: "You are willing to throw Fu Niu to that stranger." Da Zhuang said unwillingly: "She is innocent, see I even asked me why I didn’t go to Fu Niu, and she was willing to talk about it, if he had something on his mind, would he still be willing to talk about it?”

After Dagen heard about it, he felt that the matter was more serious, and said to Dazhuang: "He is willing to agree with you? I think there is a ghost in it." Dagen said very seriously: "That boy from a foreign country was born with a little face. I think he has always been Not pleasing to the eye, maybe he did something, and then dumped Fu Niu to you. He lifted his foot and left, and hooked up with another one elsewhere..."

"Brother." Da Zhuang put the bowl of cornmeal paste on the table heavily, and some of the cornmeal paste in the bowl splashed out on the rough wooden table. Da Zhuang was really upset: "You think that way about that foreigner? Forget it, you can’t do it if you want Fu Niu.” Then he took another sip from the bowl, and Da Zhuang said: “Fu Niu is not that kind of person.”

Dagen thought it was funny, but he had to hold it back when he smiled, otherwise it would still hurt to pull his cheeks, Dagen held back his smile and said: "You still like Fu Niu, what can you stop, think about it for Fu Niu, not for yourself , What the village said behind the scenes recently is terrible, you are still a man, why don’t you help?” Da Gen, who is a few years older, is subtly convincing his younger brother Da Zhuang.

Dazhuang was just embarrassed to go: "Oh, how can I still go to Fu Niu? I've already said it. She doesn't want to."

Originally, she wanted to dig a well first, but she didn't want it to rain heavily the next day. Fu Niu, who was planning to clean up the slope at home the night before, frowned when she woke up early in the morning and saw the thin autumn rain.

The autumn wind rolled up the rain and just sent it to the people under the eaves, and there was a bit of chill on the face.There is no need to worry about winter clothes, cotton-padded jackets and quilts, they have been bought long ago.Even Xiaoling's was ready, all thick and freshly made padded jackets, Fu Niu stood on the threshold, frowning at the rain, thinking about something.

It should be said that in a summer, God is quite polite. There was not a few days of rain, but only a few times. Fu Niu either went to the market to deliver fish, or happened to be resting at home that day.That's it, the coir raincoat has to be prepared. It's okay to go into the mountain road tomorrow to be slippery and muddy, but Fu Niu won't be happy to see it, and it's always uncomfortable when it rains.

The door of the side room rang "Yi Ya", Ling Mo yawned and revealed the real person, first saw Fu Niu frowning and looking at Xiao Yusi, Ling Mo's first sentence was: "You go out and take the coir raincoat, Don't catch a cold and infect a lot of people, the consultation fee for a cold is not cheap." Then he stretched his waist without any scruples, and let out a strange voice comfortably.

Fu Niu, who was unhappy at the rain, continued to frown: "How much is the consultation fee?" Thinking that Xiao Ling must have opened his mouth, Fu Niu didn't move her brows: "Otherwise, you can tell me after you have sharpened your knife."

"Your consultation fee alone may be okay, if you infect Youshuan, Xiaohei, chicken, fish in the back, bamboo in the front yard, and the chrysanthemum that you often think of in your mouth." Ling Mo calculated: "This is terrible."

Fu Niu couldn't remember that if Xiao Hei got "swine fever" and if the chicken got "chicken fever", she squinted her eyes and looked at Ling Mo's pretentious wringing of fingers to calculate the consultation fee, and asked Ling Mo with a smile: "Excuse me, that sir." Ling Mo immediately looked at Fu Niu with a smile on his face as amiable as a sunny day: "Miss, please tell me?"

"What's it like for Chrysanthemum to have a cold?" It's rare for the two of them to be so polite to each other. Fu Niu asked slowly, feeling as calm and deep as the sky, and she also has a city mansion.

Such a problem is not difficult for Ling Mo. He gestured to the chrysanthemums in the yard for Fu Niu to look at. Ling Mo still smiled like a sunny spring: "The rain beats the flowers and leaves, there are countless reds, whites, purples, and yellows. Miss, have you ever seen a chrysanthemum weeping in the autumn wind and rain?"

Fu Niu tried her best not to laugh. There are indeed countless reds, whites, purples, and yellows in the yard. From Ling Mo's point of view, the petals that fell on the ground from the rain will occasionally move with the wind in the mud. They are really beautiful. Tears; From Fu Niu's point of view, the well-padded loess road, the bluestone slab or the side has such a color, and the redness is also a scene.

Both of them looked at the chrysanthemums that had been damaged by the rain in the yard, or the chrysanthemums that were suffering from the autumn wind and autumn rain. Ling Mo whispered: "The autumn wind and autumn rain are very sad...so sad." Stop, there is another light rain in front of you, if it pours, it won't last long, this girl will be tortured again, and go into the mountains against the autumn rain.

Fu Niu saw that the chrysanthemums and chrysanthemum stems were all wet by the rain in the wind, and the swaying green leaves also thought it was beautiful. Although the autumn rain affected the mountain, the autumn wind and autumn rain washed the autumn dust, and water droplets dripped from the tips of the bamboo leaves from time to time. Fu Niu Suddenly, I regained my energy and went to farm on the slope behind. The rootless water irrigated naturally, my sister thinks it is good!

Seeing Fu Niu in coir raincoat picking up the hoe and looking intently at her face, Ling Mo smiled naturally: "I'll make breakfast." What kind of world is this? Either make breakfast, Ling Mo glanced longingly into the house, there is a tie, you come out of the room later, bro, don't get caught in the rain.

"Youshuan went to bed late last night, so you can make breakfast." Fu Niu in coir raincoat didn't force her, Ling Mo was good at cooking, and put on a pair of old cloth shoes, Fu Niu said to Ling Mo: " Pick the vegetables yourself, I can’t hear you in the backyard.” Otherwise, the ghost will call my sister to pick the vegetables.Ling Mo is a croak when he cooks food, but he is also a croak when he makes people.

With the sound of small footsteps, Youshuan appeared with a yawn: "There is me, brother Ling, hurry up and I'll light the fire." At the foot, now wagging his tail, he moved to Youshuan's foot, on the cushion in the corner of the room, Youbei was still dazed as if he had just woken up.

(End of this chapter)