Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 131 Chapter 131: Mother likes you
Jun Wulan stopped the bamboo chopsticks in his hand.

"Uncle, it's easy to take a woman down by force, but I don't want to do that. I hope that Qingcheng will follow me willingly and bear children for me willingly."

As soon as Shen Qingcheng hugged Jun who had just woken up, she fell outside the door just when she heard Jun Wulan's words, she stopped in her footsteps and the corners of her mouth raised high.

When Mo Liang finished chatting with Jun Wulan, she pretended she didn't hear anything and walked into the kitchen with Jun Yiluo in her arms.

"Good morning uncle."

Seeing Shen Qingcheng entering with Jun Yiluo in his arms, Mo Liang felt guilty, for fear that Shen Qingcheng would overhear the conversation he had just had with Jun Wulan.

He stared at Shen Qingcheng's face for a moment, seeing that Shen Qingcheng's expression was normal, he felt at ease, and while holding three ceramic bowls to fill up the remaining gnocchi in the pot, he talked to Shen Qingcheng with a smile greet.

After breakfast, Jun Wulan dressed in coir raincoat and straw sandals and was ready to set off.

Before he left, Jun Yiluo stood up from the pony pony, and the little girl walked up to Jun Wulan's side with her calves and stretched out her hand to pull Jun Wulan's arm.

Knowing that she had something to say, Jun Wulan knelt down on her own initiative.

Jun Yiluo stood on tiptoe and leaned his mouth to Jun Wulan's ear and whispered: "Father, let me tell you a secret, what you said to Grandpa Liang just now, my mother and I heard it outside the door .”

Jun Wulan's heart skipped a beat, the alarm bell rang, and she subconsciously took a peek at Shen Qingcheng who was standing beside the wooden table.

"Girl, was your mother angry at that time?"

Jun Yiluo said: "Mother is not angry, Daddy, I saw Mother smile, Daddy, I think Mother likes you as much as me."

Jun Wulan breathed a sigh of relief at the little girl's answer.

"Children's family, do you know what it means to like?"

Jun Yiluo said solemnly: "Daddy, I understand. For example, mother made new clothes for me to wear, and mother braided my hair because mother liked me. Mother was willing to let father sleep in the main house. My mother also cooks for Daddy, so mother also likes you, Daddy."

Although she felt that the little girl was a bit precocious, Jun Wulan felt so beautiful when she heard such words.

He was in a good mood, and reached out to touch the little braid on Jun Yiluo's head.

"Be obedient and stay with mother at home, and father will buy you candied haws."

"I also bought it for my mother, Grandpa Liang."

"it is good."

After Jun Wulan left, Shen Qingcheng put the kneaded dough in a wooden basin for washing vegetables and put it in a large iron pot to proof, while a small iron pot boiled chicken soup and simmered medicine for Jun Yiluo.

Mo Liang took Jun Yiluo to feed the old hen locked in the main room.

If you don't kill the old hen for the time being, you will have to spend some rough corn noodles to raise the old hen every day.

Jun Yiluo squatted in front of the bamboo cage where the chickens were kept, watching the old hens happily pecking at the corn noodles mixed with clean water.

"Grandpa Liang, let's feed this chicken, will this chicken lay eggs?"

Mo Liang frowned bitterly as he watched the thick corn dough that he had just thrown in disappear after a while.

"This chicken is so old that it won't be able to lay eggs no matter how much food is fed. In my opinion, it will save trouble if the old hen is slaughtered and frozen in the snow cellar with the leopard meat."

The nutritional value of frozen chickens is better than that of freshly killed chickens, so Shen Qingcheng proposed to kill one first and raise the other temporarily.

What Mo Liang said made Jun Yiluo slightly disappointed.

Mother's health is not very good, she still thinks that the chicken will lay a few eggs for mother's body.

After the little girl was disappointed for a while, a pair of small hands suddenly pulled on the bamboo cage, and a pair of dark and watery eyes stared at the old hen pecking in the bamboo cage imploringly.

"Big hen, my mother is not healthy, can you lay a few eggs?"

"You child, what are you worrying about so much at such a young age? Your mother is not in good health, and your father is here. Your father will take good care of your mother. When it comes to making your mother happy, your father is always Just be stupid, don't take credit from your father anymore."

Such a long sentence, Jun Yiluo only half understood it.

"Grandpa Liang, what do you mean by taking credit?"

Seeing that the old hen was very edible, Mo Liang gritted his teeth and poured all the remaining corn noodles into the bamboo cage. Then, holding the chicken feeding bowl with one hand, he picked up Jun Yiluo and walked out of the hall with the other hand.

"It's when your father and your mother are whispering, we, grandpa and grandson, try to stay as far away as possible. If your father and your mother get along well, you will have a little brother or a little sister, understand."

Mo Liang explained indiscriminately, and Jun Yiluo nodded like a chicken pecking rice, keeping his words firmly in his heart.

When the grandpa and grandson walked into the kitchen, they saw Shen Qingcheng sitting in front of the stove, holding a slender wooden root in his hand, drawing something on the floor of the stove.

Mo Liang walked in and took a look, and asked Shen Qingcheng if he didn't understand: "Qingcheng, what are you painting? Look at this boxy looking like a food storage cabinet without a cover."

What Shen Qingcheng described on the ground was a kind of heating box she had seen before.

The shape of this kind of heating box is indeed somewhat similar to the wooden cabinet used to store grain, but the wooden cabinet for storing grain has an extra cover.

"Uncle Liang, the thing I drew is called a heating box. Wooden chairs or benches are placed around the heating box. People sit on the chairs and put their feet into the box. The big round hole in the center of the box is for the brazier. Use this This kind of heating box is much more comfortable than burning a brazier for heating, and it also saves charcoal. People sit on it and put on a set of quilts to warm their legs. The blacksmiths and his wife are simple and honest. In order to thank Brother Jun for giving us a set of carpentry tools, I wondered if there is so much wood in Xiliang Mountain, can I chop some wood and come back to build such a firebox? Spring is still two or three months away. Well, life would be easier with such an oven at home."

After the winter, the brazier had to be burned every day, and there was not much charcoal left, and Mo Liang was worried about this matter. Hearing what Shen Qingcheng said, his eyes lit up immediately.

Seeing that the pattern Shen Qingcheng sketched on the ground is simple, as long as he has the set of tools used by a carpenter, it should not be difficult to build such a piece of furniture. He immediately handed Jun Yiluo over to Shen Qingcheng to turn to get the ax for chopping wood.

Seeing him chopping a hatchet on his back and looking like he was about to go out with an ax in his hand, Shen Qingcheng hurriedly called to him.

"Uncle Liang, are you going to go up the mountain to cut firewood again today?"

Mo Liang turned his head to look at her, and asked in a rhetorical tone: "Didn't you just say that you want to build a heating box? I will go to the mountain pass and cut two pine trees. Can I use pine trees?"

Shen Qingcheng: "."

This old man is really quick-tempered.

Although two pine trees were cut at the entrance of the mountain, Shen Qingcheng was still a little uneasy when Mo Liang was allowed to cut the wood by himself.

　Jun Xiaolan: Uncle Liang, you teach your children nonsense all day long.

　　Mo Liang: Without a small assist from me, you would never have taken the city of Qingcheng in your life.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)