Nongmen Jinfeng: Cold-noodled husband and little daughter-in-law

Chapter 31
It seems that Fang Xiaofu couldn't keep up with his thinking until here, he stopped to think, and after a few breaths, he continued to write seriously.

She seemed to be immersed in the wonderful story, completely forgetting herself and the young man standing behind watching. An oil lamp was placed in front of the desk on the left, illuminating the desk brightly.

Fang Zizhan is used to the light of this kind of oil lamp. Even standing behind her, he can clearly see the words on her paper.

It's just that Fang Xiaofu is not used to it, there is no electric light, not even a candle, and the dim light of the oil lamp swayed from time to time with the airflow of his breath, and his eyes got tired after a while.

She closed her eyes for a while before continuing to write.She didn't stop writing until she finished writing the second piece of paper, and sighed: "This light hurts my eyes too much, I'd better write during the day."

"Well, I also think that the words are too small and the oil lamp is shaking, which really hurts the eyes." Fang Zizhan said, agreeing.

"Ah, are you still here? Aren't you going to study?" Fang Xiaofu seemed to realize that he was still there, turned his head and asked in surprise.

"I haven't left here, didn't you just talk to me?" Fang Zizhan gave her a dissatisfied look and muttered.

"Hey, didn't you pay attention just now." Fang Xiaofu laughed, not daring to act too much.

"Go to bed early tonight, and don't do needlework."

Fang Zizhan glanced at her, then reached out to pick out the wick: "When you have money in the future, you can replace it with a candlestick and put a white gauze cover on it. It will not only be bright, but also not dazzling."

"That's right, if you change to that kind of white gauze lamp, the room will be much brighter, and it will be easier to do things." Fang Xiaofu suddenly thought of the lamps of rich people in ancient times. In fact, there are quite a variety of lamps, and naturally they are all good.

"Well, it's just too expensive, and our family can't afford it right now. Just wait a little longer, and I'll definitely give you one before the New Year." Fang Zizhan said lightly with downcast eyes.

But Fang Xiaofu was close at hand, so he could naturally feel his body stiffen instantly.Could it be that this lamp is really expensive, and she can't afford it even after earning money?

"Well, the oil lamp is also convenient, as long as you don't do this kind of thing of staring at something for a long time, it's fine to rest your eyes after watching for a while."

Fang Xiaofu's mind was clear, and he stopped worrying about the lamp problem, and instead comforted him.

Now that you are already living in ancient times when everything is backward, then do as the Romans do.

At least she was lucky. She traveled to a farmer's family with a simple environment, and she didn't have to work very hard, and she didn't have to go hungry. Although there were scumbags around, most of them were good children, kind and enthusiastic people.

She can also make money in the way she likes, and her little life is currently peaceful, smooth and leisurely.

After Fang Zizhan went back to his room, Fang Xiaofu locked the door and wrote two more pieces of paper.An average of [-] characters per piece of paper, and [-] characters on four sheets of paper.

Two thousand words a night, this speed... is enough for her to cry a big pot.

After writing more than half a sheet of paper, the ink ground in the inkstone was used up, so I had to put it away, only to find that the puppets and bags I made today were still on the kang, and Fang Zizhan didn't take them.

Although her cabinet was also locked, she always felt uneasy.Don't blame her for being too defensive, if there are bad people in the family, you have to guard against it.

The enemy on the bright side is gone, isn't there another one hiding in the dark and keeping calm?
But it's so late, not to mention that it's not easy for her to knock on Fang Zizhan's door, even if she can knock, it's not convenient for her to walk, should she jump around?
Forget it, put it in the closet tonight and talk about it tomorrow.

She stuffed everything, including the written manuscript, into the small cabinet and locked it.Then I went to check the doors and windows carefully, and then I turned off the lights and went back to bed on the kang.

Lying under the quilt, my mind is extremely active, thinking about the plot of the novel for a while, and thinking about the price to sell, how much money I can make, what things I can buy, and what business opportunities I can take advantage of.

When she was thinking about it and was finally about to fall asleep in a daze, suddenly there were a few clicks from the door, which startled her, she jumped up suddenly, and turned her head to look.

The sparse moonlight outside the window cast a black shadow on the door and window, and she was so startled that she suddenly screamed: "Ah! There is a thief!"

Her voice had returned to a clear and soft tone, and now she was screaming in terror again. The elongated voice seemed particularly abrupt and shocking in the quiet night.

The shadow disappeared in a flash, as if hearing a slight creaking sound from the door leaf, if it wasn't for the moment when I was fully awake, I wouldn't have heard it at all.

But she heard it.

Just as he was thinking about what to do next, he heard another squeak, followed by footsteps, Fang Zizhan's voice came anxiously: "Little Qier, what's wrong?"

Then there was the sound of pushing the door hard, and the door opened after two pushes.Fang Xiaofu's eyes widened, his mind was spinning wildly, but he broke out in a cold sweat.

If she hadn't called out, the thief should have entered the house in the next moment.

The torch was lit, and there was another sound from outside, followed by the sound of doors opening and the sound of footsteps, all rushing towards this side.

Fang Xiaofu sat hugging the quilt, looking at the familiar face illuminated by the oil lamp, tears welled up in his eyes.When she was most afraid and anxious, he was the first to appear, bringing her a sense of security.

"Third brother! Woo..." Fang Xiaofu threw himself into his arms, crying sadly, "Just now, there was a thief outside the house, and the shadow was reflected on the door and window, so scary."

"Xiao Qi'er, what's the matter? What happened?" Fang Zijian's voice appeared at the door.He was in the opposite room. Like Fang Zizhan, he was also studying very late and had just fallen asleep.

Fang Zhicheng, Fang Liushi, Fang Zhizhong and Fang Yangshi who rushed over from behind were all standing outside the door with their clothes on, asking what's wrong with a look of panic on their faces.What happened?
Even Fang Ziwei came over rubbing his eyes, only the younger brothers and sisters were dead asleep and did not hear anything.Next to Fang Xiaofu's house is Fang Zizhan's house on one side, and Fang Yingchun and Fang Xiaoman's sisters' house on the other.

Now Fang Yingchun has gone to the town, and Xiaoqiu is living with Caixia in the opposite room, only Fang Xiaoman is left in that house.But at this moment, the door of that room was closed tightly, and Fang Xiaoman was dead asleep, or he was not interested in going out to watch the fun.

Fang Xiaofu cried in Fang Zizhan's arms and told the reason, his body trembling slightly, he was very scared.Fang Zizhan pursed his lips tightly, his face a little gloomy.

It was inconvenient for others to enter the house, and finally Fang Liu and Fang Yang came over and asked what happened.Fang Zizhan then said, both of them were surprised.

"How is it possible? Although Fangshan Village is not closed at night, it has always been peaceful and has never heard of thieves." Fang Yang was so surprised that it was hard to believe such a thing.

"Did Xiao Qi'er have a nightmare? Or is it blurred?" Fang Liu didn't believe it, and looked around the house. It was still the same as when Zihong lived in it, and nothing had been added.

This is strange, where does this thief come to her house instead of going?
(End of this chapter)