The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 136 Yun Cheng, Are You Tired?
The head of a village is neither big nor small, and sometimes can control the life and death of a village.

Zhang Feng didn't agree on the spot, but he still attached great importance to Yun Cheng's words: "I'll think about it carefully."

Yun Cheng nodded: "If you have nothing to do, go to everyone's backyard vegetable garden, and take a look around."

Zhang Feng didn't understand why for a while: "Okay."

Yun Cheng walked outside the door, Zhang Zheng had already prepared the ox and the plow: "Master, let me help you send it back."

"no need."

Yun Cheng directly picked up the plow made of iron and tens of catties with one arm, and the old scalper with the other hand, and went back.

There is no light on the dark road, and there is no starlight tonight, the whole is dark, and Yuncheng just walks on the dark road alone, step by step.

There are many trees around, swaying their branches in the cold wind, looking like old monsters one by one.

Most people don't like to walk at night, they just look like ghosts in everything.

But there seems to be no difference between the darkness and the light in Yun Cheng's heart.

No, to be precise, everything in this world, black and white, has nothing to do with her.

Suddenly, a little bit of light appeared in the narrow path, at first it was like a firefly, and then the light became brighter and more, until the light swallowed the darkness and shone in front of Yuncheng's feet.

The light was accompanied by the squeaky sound of the wheelchair.

Then came the delicate and soft face of the little white face: "Yun Cheng?"

Luo Jia shouted with a smile, that fair and tender face looked more beautiful in the warm yellow candlelight.

"Ok?"

"What's the matter?" He ran over from a long distance.

Looking at the things Yun Cheng was carrying, Luo Jia turned the wheelchair, walked to the front, and held a lantern to show Yun Cheng the way: "It's okay, I think you haven't come back for a long time, it's getting dark, I'm afraid you will be afraid alone, I will come to pick you up."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Yun Cheng replied lightly.

The surrounding Daozi is still dark, but because of the lights and voices, even the dark and cold walls just now turned into a warm yellow color, bringing a little bit of warmth.

"Yes, yes, Yuncheng is not afraid at all, and there is nothing to be afraid of."

"I saw that Yuncheng was not at home, so I felt scared, so I went out to look for Yuncheng." Luo Jia followed Yuncheng's words and changed.

Yun Cheng glanced at the little white face inexplicably.

Little black-faced translator: sick!
"It will snow heavily tomorrow." Yun Cheng said.

"Then Yuncheng should cover up with more quilts at night, so as not to get cold."

"Hmm." Yun Cheng looked at the wooden and mud houses around him, and sighed somewhat.

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided.

"Go faster." Yun Cheng called out to Luo Jia, and Luo Jia quickly responded, "Hey."

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The next day, the next day, when he got up in the morning, Yun Cheng ate and plowed in the backyard.

The land in the backyard is very solid and hard. It would take a long time to plan it with farm tools, so Yuncheng borrowed a plow. The backyard is roughly estimated to be two to three hundred square meters.

The old scalper ate the fodder, and today he was very vigorous, walking in front of him unsteadily.

Yun Cheng pressed the plow from behind and let the plow eat into the soil.

The soil needs to be deep enough to be loose, and the things planted in the future will be able to grow better.

Luo Jia sat quietly in the wheelchair beside him, watching Yun Cheng meticulously turning the ground.

"Yuncheng, are you tired?"

(End of this chapter)