The farm wife likes to farm

Chapter 182
Fang Yishan didn't go to the town today. According to Su Qingyun's statement, he indicated that the bicycles were temporarily out of stock. He just got the order and deposit back, and he planned to go to the town again in a few days.

In the past few days, he wanted to spend time with Su Qingyun at home.

After breakfast, Su Yangxuan still didn't come, so Su Qingyun wanted to go down the mountain to find out why, Fang Yishan said without blushing and breathless: "My brother-in-law has been studying for a while, and there is nothing wrong with him." After resting, let him rest at home for a day today!"

Su Qingyun: "..."

This person also knows to give students a holiday?
Su Qingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she tilted her head and asked Fang Yishan: "When did you tell Xuan'er?"

"Yesterday."

Fang Yishan looked back at Su Qingyun, smiled, and said: "We haven't been alone together for a long time, brother Zhang hasn't come yet, and my brother-in-law is really tired from studying, so let him stay at home." It's also great to take a break."

Su Qingyun was speechless. After the husband and wife had dinner, the sky that was still clear just now suddenly gathered dark clouds, and it was dark and stormy.Su Qingyun and Fang Yishan had just quickly taken the things in the yard home when the pouring rain hit them in an instant.

The rain washed against the eaves, Su Qingyun and Fang Yishan stood at the door of the main room watching the raindrops falling rapidly, the hills in the distance were already blurred, and the air smelled of humidity.

Su Qingyun turned her eyes to look at Fang Yishan, and said dumbfoundedly: "Even if I don't want to rest today, I have to rest."

Fang Yishan smiled lightly, put his arms around Su Qingyun's shoulders, and laughed out loud with shining eyes: "Well, even God wants us to rest today."

Su Qingyun snuggled into Fang Yishan's arms, looked at the rain, sighed softly and said, "After so many days of busy work, it's really time to take a good rest."

"Still tired?"

Fang Yishan looked down at Su Qingyun who was only as tall as his own chest, bent slightly and put his chin on the top of her head, rubbed his head and said with a light smile: "If you are tired, go back and rest for a while."

"Not tired."

Su Qingyun shook her head, pinched Fang Yishan's waist fiercely with her backhand, and said with a cold snort: "You don't torment me in the future, so I won't be tired."

Fang Yishan laughed when he heard the words, and said without shame: "If you don't torment Yun'er hard, where will the child come from?"

Su Qingyun: "..."

Could she say that she began to regret agreeing to give Fang Yishan a child?

This man is really, holding a chicken feather as an arrow.

He became more and more brazen.

It rained for a whole day and didn't stop. Su Qingyun and Fang Yishan practiced calligraphy in the study, and their handwriting was better than anyone else's.Of course... Su Qingyun was the one who failed miserably. Although her handwriting was okay, she was a modern person, and most of the time she still used a fountain pen or a gel pen to write.

Brush calligraphy was only practiced a little when I was young.

Compared with Fang Yishan, he is insignificant.

Fang Yishan's handwriting is powerful and graceful, and Su Qingyun fell in love with it just by looking at it.She picked up the paper, looked at it carefully, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Husband, have you practiced this word for many years? It's so beautiful."

Fang Yishan nodded, turned his eyes to look at Su Qingyun with a warm expression, and said softly: "My husband started to practice calligraphy when he was three years old, and it has been almost 20 years now."

"Then what did you learn when you were young?" Su Qingyun asked curiously: "Did you ancients just practice martial arts and study the Four Books and Five Classics when you were young? Or are there other books for you to learn?"

(End of this chapter)