A coquettish and book-worn man lives by a rough man

Normally, as long as the farming was busy, Gu Jiaojiao would help Leng Yuan take care of his body, whether it was food or the medicinal materials she usually prepared.

This man simply didn't know how to take care of his body. Now that he suddenly heard the man shouting that he was tired, Gu Jiaojiao's first reaction was actually happiness.

She often checks the pulse of her men's bodies, so she still knows what's going on.

When the master gave her the prescriptions, many of them were prescriptions used by the emperor in the past.

The emperor has many things to do and worries about so many things every day. If it weren't for the imperial doctor watching over him, he would be exhausted to death.

She will pick out some of these houses that are suitable for Leng Yuan to use.

However, no matter how good the recipe is, it still needs to be coordinated with rest. She is very happy that her man finally knows how to combine work and rest.

Leng Yuan: ...

Things were different from what he thought.

He said he was tired, shouldn't his little wife feel sorry for him?Why do you look so happy!

Finally, Leng Yuan cleaned up and returned to the room at Gu Jiaojiao's request.

After sending the person back to the room, Gu Jiaojiao was about to turn around and leave, but was hugged by the man from behind.

Gu Jiaojiao didn't move.

The man's low and hoarse voice carried a certain temptation.

"Come with me for a rest? Yeah!"

Finally, the two of them lay on the bed and rested.

It's so good, I don't know how it got to this point.

Gu Jiaojiao actually fell asleep.

She fell asleep, but Leng Yuan didn't feel sleepy at all. What happened during the day had some impact on him.

He also heard other people in the village talking about the fact that he had been married for so long and had no children. He never cared about it before, but today when his strong wife left, he began to reflect on his carelessness.

As a man, he doesn't care about this, how can other girls not care about it?
Some people in the village have vicious mouths. It's not like he didn't know that before.

When his parents just left, there were a lot of gossips in the village. At that time, he didn't care and ignored these people. Later, he got a job and moved here to live alone, and he couldn't hear what others said.He doesn't care if you talk about him, but not his wife.

When Gu Jiaojiao woke up, it was dark outside.

She took a look and saw that no one was around, so she quickly got up and walked out. She saw Leng Yuan coming out of the kitchen, wearing her apron.

"Get up, it's time to eat."

Gu Jiaojiao washed her face and refreshed herself, then went out and sat at the dinner table.

Dinner was very simple, corn crumbs porridge, Erhe noodle steamed buns, a stir-fried green vegetable, a deep-fried meatball, and a cold dish.

Simple yet rich.

After dinner, Gu Jiaojiao and Leng Yuan usually sit in the yard and admire the moon, and occasionally they compare poems together.

Today was different. Leng Yuan packed up the kitchen and said he was going out. He also asked Gu Jiaojiao to lock the door and not go through the front door when he came back.

Gu Jiaojiao: ...

There is no need to stress over wall jumping.

After Leng Yuan left, Gu Jiaojiao and the two little guys were watching the moon outside.

Influenced by Leng Yuan and Gu Jiaojiao, the two little guys wrote poems about the moon in the yard.

Gu Jiaojiao nodded repeatedly as she listened.

Yes, the two children’s poetry vocabulary has increased.

On the other side, Leng Yuan went directly to the village chief's house.

In summer, the moonlight is good, and everything it shines is very bright. At this time, there are many people visiting. Under the old locust tree in the center of the village, a group of aunts are sitting talking about the mountains.

The village chief's wife also went out, and the village chief went to see the pigs again. He still wanted to have pigs giving birth today.

Leng Yuan entered the yard and saw Xu Zhongshan wandering around in the yard holding his son.