Husband and Wife Are of the Same Mind

Lin Wen glanced at the villagers who looked towards them, with a rare embarrassment on their faces, but seeing the clerical panic, his heart warmed, and he held the clerical's hand with his backhand, "It's okay."

"Even something is a good thing, am I right, Wen Ah?" Tang Feng asked Wen Ah Mo who was pleased.

"That's not it! What a big happy event!" Wen Ah Ma's back was straight, and he smiled proudly at the villagers who looked sideways at them.

Especially after meeting Tang Ah's eyes, Wen Ah's nostrils are up to the sky, making you hug your two children around the village every day! He will also have a grandson in the future!

Tang Ama was quite happy for Lin Wen at first, but when he saw Wen Ama's appearance, he also hummed in his heart, don't turn your head and look at him again.

The document was relieved. Seeing Wen Ah Mo's appearance, he thought about it slightly and was shocked!

"you?"

Lin Wen grinned and touched his hot pregnant mole with his hand. Clerk followed the stupid one and raised his hand to touch it. Clerk only grinned when the hot temperature reached the palm of his hand. , He also wants to be a father.

Tang Feng looked at the pulse for Lin Wen, there was nothing wrong with it, very well.

Lin Yu, Father Lin and others came over to ask when they heard the movement, and the faces of several people were immediately filled with joy.

"Good thing! Good thing!"

Father Lin kept repeating.

If this brother has a child, his life will be easier after that. If they are fathers, they are relieved.

Lin Yu was also very emotional in his heart. He looked at his grown-up brother, and now he is also the one who wants to be Ah Ma.

The thatched house was neatly cleaned up and lying on the bed at night, smelling the grassy smell on the roof, but it has a special flavor.

Tang Fengai was miserable in this thatched house.

The reason is simple.

This house is not soundproof! In addition, there are only two huts, which are still close together. This night, it was a big sneeze, and the room next to it was audible.

This grassy smell made people feel like lying on a hillside. Tang Feng's heart was itchy. In the middle of the night, he covered Lin Yu's mouth, doing extremely stimulating things in short and long rhythms, watching the people under him impatiently. And the flushed face that I enjoy is not to mention all interesting.

Lin Yu dislikes thatched houses the most. The reason is very simple. It is not soundproof!

It’s not that people can’t hear it without making a sound. The rocking sound of this bed, even the shameful sound of water, only appears extremely loud in the middle of the night, and the embarrassed person dare not look up every second day. Tang Jiafufu's face.

Fortunately, the husband of Tang Jiafu sleeps deeply at night, as long as it is not the voice of the two children, they usually fall asleep.

"This house is good!"

A man in his fifties in the old Tang family house that had been demolished held a piece of sketching paper and his eyes lit up.

Tang Feng and Tang's father were standing next to the man, each holding a sketch in their hands. This is a drawing of the new house drawn by Tang Feng.

"Does the courtyard wall still need to be built?" Father Tang said softly as he looked at the house wall that was already besieged. He thought it would look good, but he was used to living in a house with a courtyard wall, and then I felt that something was missing. .

Master Wang, the house builder invited by the Tang family, shook his head after hearing what Tang’s father said, "This house is so beautiful, take a look," Master Wang pointed to the house like a courtyard house on the map, "It is already The wall constitutes the courtyard wall."

Father Tang took a few careful glances, but still felt that it was not so good. If this passer-by was listening to the corner of the room, it would be clear, it would be bad.

Tang Feng looked at the tangled father Tang, and after looking at the sketch in his hand, he said to Master Wang, "Add another courtyard wall."

Master Wang widened his eyes and looked at Tang Feng disapprovingly, "This! Why add another courtyard wall to such a good house! It's ruined! It's ruined!"

When Father Tang heard him say this, he was a little embarrassed, he felt that Tang Feng also said that he added the courtyard wall to accommodate himself.

"Where is the master, look, here, here, here," Tang Feng placed the sketch in front of Master Wang and ordered three points, "Are all kinds of fruit trees, plus this newly built courtyard wall? Interesting?"

Master Wang followed Tang Feng's words and thought about it, and then thought about the house he had built before the house of the landlord Liu in the town, "It's really good, it's feasible!"

Tang Feng smiled at Father Tang when he heard the words, "I want to live in the house on the courtyard wall, too."

Father Tang's eyes were slightly hot, and he turned his head to look at Father Lin who was moving the timber, "I'm going to lift the timber."

The Tang family’s house-building business is very enthusiastic. Although everyone is paid for their work, the Tang family still cooks a big pot of meals to entertain the big guys from time to time. They are all with meat. , This can make the men who work so happy, thinking about the love of the Tang family, they are getting more and more vigorous in their work.

Han Luo occasionally went back to the county town, but most of the time he lived in the second house of He Lao. This Tang family built a house with the kindness of Tang Feng to treat Han's father. He also came to work from time to time, but it was very fast. I am getting more and more familiar with Tang Feng and the literature.

On this day, Han Luo was walking towards Tang's house and suddenly saw a familiar back figure walking some roads ahead of him. He turned at his feet and got into the grove from the side of the road. He quickly jumped off obstacles and went straight to the fork in the road. Ran up.

Wen Qing buried his head to go to Tang's house and didn't look at the way. He only felt that he had a pair of feet right now, and then a painful grunt came on the top of his head, and then his eyes flickered, and one person fell in front of him.

"what happened to you?"

Wen Qing hurriedly stepped forward to help the person up. After all, he knocked the person down. Hearing the sound, I was afraid that the sound was not light.

"It's you?"

After seeing the face of the "Porcelain" person, Wen Qing's extended hand stopped. He didn't think this person could be knocked to the ground casually.

Han Luo watched eagerly as Wen Qing's nice hands were slowly retracting, and quickly covered his right hand, and let out a painful cry, "Hiss!"

"What's wrong?"

Wen Qing was not lighted by the bluff, and asked a little closer.

Han Luo was fascinated by the elegant smell of his sweetheart, his stern face was serious, and he said in pain, "It's okay."

This voice doesn’t seem to be okay. Wen Qing pursed his mouth, he didn’t care much, and reached out his hand to lift Han Luo up. Han Luo naturally cooperated. After all, he is a head taller than Wen Qing, and his body is slender and powerful. , If Wen Qing really helped Wen Qing help, it would be a bit difficult.

"It just happens that I'm going to the village chief's side, let's go and see."

Han Luo's face was startled, he thought about Tang Feng's wise eyes, then looked down at Wen Qing who was supporting him, and said softly, "Then I will trouble you."

Han Luo's voice is very nice, with a bit of cold, and with a male magnetic sound, Wen Qing's ears are itchy. He only feels that the hand he is holding is very hot, and he also feels the fiery gaze of the other party.

Wen Qing didn't dare to look up. He could only help the "wounded" Han Luo walk towards the Tang family. He didn't expect that a person who just "wounded" his hand would have no problem walking. There was no need to hold on all the way. Of course, Han Luo naturally wouldn't be broken.

There are very few people on this road, so even if the two walked so intimately, they were not seen by anyone.

Lin Zhuang was moving the bricks, looking at the figure on his side, he habitually looked sideways, his mouth opened wide when he saw Lin Zhuang, and Wen Qing, who was looked at by Lin Zhuang like this, seemed to be burnt at the moment. , Let go of the hand holding Han Luo, a bit of regret flashed through Han Luo's eyes, but there were so many people, he would naturally protect Wen Qing, and he was also looking at Lin Zhuangdao who was still opening his mouth.

"I suffered some injuries, and I met Brother Qing on the road, so I bothered him."

Lin Zhuang closed his mouth. It turned out that he was also startled by a man supported by Wen Qinghui. He looked at Han Luo up and down, "Second brother is in the backyard right now. I will help you tell him to go!" As he said, he hugged the brick and went inside.

Han Luo flashed his mind for a moment, and followed Lin Zhuang in.

Wen Qing pursed his lips as he watched the other's vigorous pace.

This person is really!

Han Luo was taken aback by the sight of his back, and quickly stopped at a leaning place, walking like a strong support, resting for a while, and sure enough, the sight from the back changed, and Han Luo's lips curled up. Horn, continue to "hurt."

After Lin Zhuang put the bricks down, he looked back and saw Han Luo leaning on the wall with a weak look. He panicked and hurried to the backyard to look for Tang Feng, "Second brother! Then Han Luo suffered. The injury seems to be terrible!"

Tang Feng, who was handing something to the clerks, was taken aback for a moment, then put the items aside, said to the clerks to take a look, and then he came to the front yard.

"Doctor Tang."

Han Luo shouted as soon as he saw Tang Feng.

Tang Feng looked at him when he heard the words, his face was ruddy, and his body was not broken. Could it be an old wound?

"I heard you hurt badly?"

Wen Qing approached, just hearing Tang Feng's words, looked at the figure in front of him.

Han Luo, who turned his back to Wen Qing, nodded, asking whether he meant something.

Wen Qing's eyes drooped. Hearing what he said, it seemed that he was really hurt by himself.

Tang Feng looked directly at Han Luo's eyes, glanced at Wen Qing again after a while, slowly approached Han Luo, and said as he stretched out his hand, "But the hand hurt?"

Han Luo blinked, and it was good to talk to smart people.

"Yes, I have troubled Doctor Tang."

Tang Feng "checked" for Han Luo, his tone was a bit heavy, "You are an old wound, and you have repeatedly warned you not to bump into it, otherwise your hands will be useless!"

The tone was as if Han Luo's hands were really going to be abolished. Han Luo was stunned for a while, and Wen Qing's eyes behind him were also shocked and guilty.

He really didn't know it would be so serious, and he felt even more ashamed when he thought that he had doubted Han Luo's Wenqing just now.

The author has something to say: Han Luo: I'm the best in the work of touching porcelain!