Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 7 Be Good, Call My Brother

The morning light is dim.

Shu Yingtong, who had been watching all night, was a little sleepy.

Rubbing between the eyebrows, this body has not received high-intensity training, malnutrition and physical fitness can not keep up, it is a bit reluctant to stay up all night.

He turned sideways and stretched out his hand to check Jing Yunyan's forehead temperature. As soon as his hand touched him, his eyes suddenly opened.

Grabbing Shu Yingtong's hand as quickly as lightning, his eyes were as cold as frost and snow, without any warmth.

Shu Yingtong's eyes sharpened, and he immediately turned his wrist over, dropped his shoulder and dropped his elbow, clasped his wrist with his backhand, and the other hand had already landed on his elbow joint and was about to fold back.

The confrontation was only for a moment, and Jing Yunyan, who was fully awake, blinked, "It hurts~ Don't be so fierce..."

When his body softened, he didn't resist at all, the ice and snow melted in his eyes instantly, covered with mist, and he looked at Shu Yingtong aggrieved.

It seems that the fierce appearance just now is just an illusion.

Shu Yingtong snorted coldly and shook off his hand, "Just watch when you wake up."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked to the side to sit and close his eyes, actually entering the space to rest.

Shu Yingtong was not surprised by his reaction.

Looking at the tight muscle lines under his robe when changing the dressing, you can tell that he is not actually weak.

The hand that grabbed her wrist wasn't the soft touch that didn't touch Yang Chunshui.

It was nothing more than conditioned reflex self-protection just now.

If it were her, it would not be grabbing hands but locking throats directly.

She is not interested in his identity at all, resting and recharging her energy is her main business.

Jing Yunyan, who experienced Shu Yingtong's fighting skills again, looked at her profile thoughtfully.

What a quick response!
It's just that the sense of strength is weaker, and it's not the kind of ostentatious boxing and embroidered legs. In short, it's very contradictory.

When I came back to my senses, I found that I was very energetic, and the fever symptoms disappeared.

With a flash of inspiration, he clasped his fingers on the other wrist, and the pulse...

His eyes lit up, and he opened his robe to check the wound.Surprised to find that the wound was treated with medicine, not only the redness and swelling disappeared, but also the residual poison was cleared!

Stained a little of the medicine powder on the wound, rolled his eyes to identify it, and sniffed it with the tip of his nose.

Only Panax notoginseng can be identified as the main medicine, there is kudzu root powder in the powder, and several other precious herbs, but the rest can't be identified.

What kind of prescription is this? It's so powerful!

But where did she get it from?
Who is she?

Jing Yunyan turned his head to look at Shu Yingtong, who was sleeping quietly, with shining eyes. The more time we spent together, the more curious he became about her.

His eyes swept over her shabby clothes and her sallow and thin face, and he suddenly wanted to know what she would look like when she was healthy.

"Uncle Jing, why do you keep looking at Elder Sister Erya? It's like looking at steamed buns made of white noodles."

A lowered child's voice came, and Jing Yunyan looked away and turned his head.

Shuan'er sat on the straw mat with her chin in her hand and smiled at him. White flour steamed buns were the best food he knew.

"Shuan'er, come here." Jing Yunyan smiled and waved to him.

When he came over and sat down, he pulled his wrist and felt his pulse carefully.

After a while, he smiled and patted his head. The child was no longer hungry, and finally he was better, in good spirits.

"Shuan'er, didn't you tell me to call you brother? Why do you still call me uncle? Calling me old..."

"But…"

"Hey, call me brother."

Shuan'er looked back distressedly at his mother who was still awake, she said that he should be called son, but it was against the rules to call him uncle.

"No, no, mother won't let me. You are only three years younger than my father. You are an uncle, not a brother. Shame~"

Shuan'er's serious face almost made Jing Yunyan unable to maintain a smile.

Childish voices stabbed him like a ruthless knife, stabbing a bloody hole.

Too much!
Today I have to coax him to call him brother!

"Look, I'm not married yet. Only when I'm married can I be called uncle. So, you have to call me brother. Be good, call me brother." Jing Yunyan continued to coax softly.

Shuan'er looked at his face, which was prettier than anyone else in the village, and the soft and expectant eyes made him feel a little shaken.

It seems to make sense, but also seems to be wrong.

"elder brother…"

"So good, I'll buy you delicious and fun things when I go to the city."

Jing Yunyan felt more comfortable.Otherwise, it would always feel weird to hear that he has Erya sister on the left and Uncle Jing on the right.

Shuan'er's whole face lit up when he heard that there was something delicious and fun, but he quickly suppressed it again.

"My mother said that you can't be greedy for other people's things. If you owe favors, you have to pay them back. We don't have money, so we can't buy you delicious and fun things."

"Huh? I can't be greedy for my things? Then why didn't you hesitate to take your Erya sister's food? She is not your own sister, so she doesn't have to pay back her favor?"

Jing Yunyan tapped his forehead to tease him, but Shuan'er replied without thinking, "I have to pay it back, and I will marry her as my wife when I grow up!"

"Hey~ Brave boy, a role model for my generation."

Jing Yunyan patted him on the shoulder appreciatively. It is admirable that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

He turned his head and glanced at Shu Yingtong, who was so repulsive even when he was sleeping.

When Shuan'er said it, he was curious about what it was like for her to talk softly about her husband and children.

Hmm...impossible...

Jing Yunyan turned his head and immediately rejected the idea.

"By the way, doesn't your Erya sister have a name?"

Except for Shuan'er, she doesn't seem to like being called Erya by others.

Because he tried and got a fierce look from her.

"Hmm... I don't know, what is a daimyo?"

Shuan'er tilted his head and looked at him puzzled.

Jing Yunyan rested his thoughts, it seems that this five-year-old child can't ask anything useful.

Pulled two pieces of thatch, "I'll teach you how to weave a grasshopper."

As soon as Zhenniang woke up, she habitually looked for Shuan'er.

The one big and one small were bathed in the morning light, whispering and talking in harmony, making her feel that all the difficulties seemed to be separated from this small mountain.

This Mr. Jing's patient and gentle appearance is really pretty, if any girl can marry him...

Huh?
married?

Fairy!

Zhenniang's miserable face lit up by life immediately lit up, and she turned her head to look at the fairy girl who she thought was the best in the world.

After all, he was only a few years older than her, and grew up in the same village.

After getting married, she happened to live next door to her.

Although the former Erya was stupid, she never caused trouble.After getting along for so many years, it is not that relatives are better than relatives.

In the blink of an eye, Erya was also 17 years old.

At her age, Shuan'er is almost two years old.

At first, I thought that Erya was unkind after becoming a fairy girl, but after getting along with her for a few days, I felt that her heart was actually very soft-hearted.

I woke up in the middle of the night last night and wanted to change myself to watch the night, but I was rejected by a vicious voice.

She knew that Xiangu was the one who took care of her about to give birth, as for her tone...

A fairy girl has to be domineering!

Um!Xiangu must marry a good man!
Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently caught sight of Jing Yunyan who was weaving butterflies with his son.

This will not work.

I heard that rich people not only marry wives, but also take concubines, and the jealousy in the back house is very dirty.

Mr. Jing was born so good-looking, and I don't know what hidden disease is there. He has not married a wife and had children at his young age.

Jing Yunyan, who was playing with Shuan'er, didn't know that she had been secretly rejected by a village woman on the matter of marriage.

As soon as Shu Yingtong opened her eyes, she saw Zhenniang's eyes fixed on her excitedly, but she was not interested in knowing the reason.

Without hesitation, he got up and stretched his muscles, packed his things, and carried the basket on his back.

"Let's go."

(End of this chapter)