With a brain-loving husband [travel]

Chapter 13

In fact, Xu Yuanqi just heard that a new kind of pastry called "Yam Cake" was recently released in the town, and it was selling very well. He who usually likes to eat pastry heard that Fang Yun made it, so he mentioned it by the way.

Unexpectedly, the little brother was terribly frightened, and he even received a glaring glare from the adoring brother Mo in his heart, and immediately made a bitter face.

"I just wanted to eat a pastry, and there was no malice."

The voice was extremely aggrieved, but Mo Jingcheng didn't hear it, the latter just kept a dark face and said nothing.

Fang Yun waved his hands again and again, indicating that he was fine, and quickly ran to the side to get the basket, and handed over the pastries he had brought up the mountain for lunch.

The journey to and from the field is very long, and it takes several hours to go up the mountain at a time.In order to save time, they prepared meals in advance and settled them in the mountains at will.

Today, Fang Yun just prepared a yam cake that can fill your stomach. Because of the hot weather, it didn't cool down so quickly, and the taste was still soft and smooth.

Although Xu Yuanqi had a bitter face, he accepted it unceremoniously, and immediately took out a piece of soft pastry, and stuffed it into his mouth impatiently.

The expression on his face seemed to overflow in an instant, and he immediately forgot all the unhappiness just now.

Ben is a simple-hearted young man, it is enough to have delicious food and fun.

The rest of the cakes were taken away by Xu Yuanqi in his arms, with a serious look, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch him away.The two of them had almost finished the field, and they were not hungry, so they let him take it away.

Just looking at that appearance, Fang Yun decided to bring some pastries to the village chief in a few days.

It's just that after Xu Yuanqi walked away, Mo Jingcheng kept a calm face without saying a word, turned around and went to get the ground on his own,

After turning the ground for a while, Fang Yun urged Mo Jingcheng to go down the mountain when he saw that the sun was getting stronger.

Pushing Mo Jingcheng, who wanted to get rid of the insects with both hands, Fang Yun still made a sound of "ahhh", gesturing for him to go back first, and stay to pack up the farm tools and tidy up the spilled soil.

Mo Jingcheng saw what the other party meant, and the unhappiness he had just dissipated immediately, but he still quickened his movements, "Don't worry, I'm fine now."

But afraid of being worried, he still complied, "The left and right sides are ready, and you can go down the mountain with me. I don't feel at ease if you are here alone."

If what Xu Yuanqi said about the creature going down the mountain is true, then maybe some wild beasts will come out suddenly, and Mo Jingcheng can't leave Fangyun here alone.

Seeing that he was stubborn, Fang Yun had no choice but to pack up the farm tools on one side, and hurriedly filled the oozing soil back into the field, and then went down the mountain with Mo Jingcheng.

Back at the house, Fang Yun didn't rest, and made the cakes to be sent to Shangshixuan, and reserved some yam cakes, waiting to be brought to the village chief tomorrow.

The village head has always been very kind to him, and he was extremely grateful to keep him and give him a place to live against all odds.Now that he helped Brother Mo get the household registration certificate, the kindness is even greater.

The only son of the village chief likes to eat yam cakes, so he made more. Yubai's yam cakes were instantly clear and lovely in the mist.

Mo Jingcheng wasn't idle either, he was helping from the sidelines, but his face was still sullen, and he didn't talk to Fang Yun, which made Fang Yun always peek at him in fear.

The gaze was so hot that it was hard for Mo Jingcheng not to pay attention.After hesitating again and again, he still sighed: "Do you think I'm naive, and I'm angry with a boy?"

The words were so hot that Fang Yun withdrew his outstretched hand.

He shook his head vigorously, the corners of his eyes turned red from panic.

"It won't happen next time. I'm just angry that he's so close to you, I'm very uncomfortable." Mo Jingcheng stared at the "crackling" firewood in the stove.

Much like my own uneasy emotions.

After speaking, Mo Jingcheng also returned to his usual indifferent appearance, and took the baked pastries to the yard to cool down, leaving Fang Yun in the kitchen at a loss.

If he understood correctly, Brother Mo meant that he didn't like him being in contact with other men?

But this idea was quickly dismissed by Fang Yun.

He's not Brother Mo's husband, how could he be so self-indulgent?

Thinking of the word "Fu Lang", Fang Yun's face gradually turned red, probably because of the heat from the stove.

The village chief's house is at the head of the village, far away from Fang Yun's house.

At dawn, Mo Jingcheng took several bags of yam cakes and sesame cakes wrapped in oiled paper to the village head's house.

Originally, Fang Yun wanted to follow, but Shangshixuan suddenly said that he would increase the sales of pastries, so Fang Yun had to rush to make more pastries and send them over.

Although he had never been to the village chief's house, fortunately, Fang Yun explained the way in detail, and Mo Jingcheng, thanks to the blessing of his brain, found the way without difficulty.

Besides, the road conditions in Xinghua Village are not complicated. There is a main road in the middle, one or two trails and many fields interspersed on both sides.

Because of the summer planting, many crops have been densely planted on the field.At a glance, the five-star-shaped leaves are sweet potatoes, the red leaves are vegetable roots, and some people have grown sorghum that is difficult to grow.

But there are always a few fields where the crop stems are broken and pressed into the field, as if they were trampled by something.

For a moment, Mo Jingcheng thought of what Xu Yuanqi said that because of the hot weather, the creatures in the mountains would come down and harm the fields.

Just as he was thinking, a few men with hoes walked up to him.

When one of the men with a scar on his face saw Mo Jingcheng, he just snorted and left without saying hello.

The other men were enthusiastic, with wrinkles on their faces and very kind smiles.

"Are you Mo Jingcheng who came here not long ago? Who are you going to deliver pastries to?" A man asked curiously.

Farmers are simple, and there was no malice in the question, so Mo Jingcheng replied: "Good morning, brother, I want to give some to the village chief. The village chief has helped me and Fang Yun a lot recently."

Hearing the words, the farmer just smiled and said: "He is a kind and righteous person, do you know how to get the village chief's way?"

Mo Jingcheng nodded.

The other man saw that Mo Jing grew up handsome and humble, and his affection increased a bit, and he interjected, "Are you staying at Brother Yun's house temporarily? I heard from the village chief that you help Fang Yun together." Get the ground."

Hearing this, Mo Jingcheng frowned, and his cold eyes flashed dissatisfaction with the farmer's talkativeness.But it was quickly suppressed and returned to normal.

The man didn't notice Mo Jingcheng's unhappiness, and continued to chatter: "You and Brother Yun have to be more careful today, Brother Yun's field is on the mountainside, and there are many reckless creatures, so pay more attention."

Then he pointed to a field with the worst crop damage, "Look, those fields have all suffered, and I don't know what method to use."

Mo Jingcheng glanced in the direction and did not answer.

The farmer was not annoyed, he just smiled and joked with each other for a while and then left.

After walking for a while, I turned into a yard, which was the village head's house.

The village chief, who was feeding the chickens, saw Mo Jingcheng bring the cakes, and smiled so much that he narrowed his eyes, drove the chickens back into the cages and greeted them, and invited Mo Jingcheng to drink tea in the back room.

And Xu Yuanqi was even more happy, carrying a few bags of pastries and rushing to the back room to call his father.

In a hurry to go back to help Fang Yun, Mo Jingcheng rejected the village chief's invitation to stay and drink a cup of tea. He cupped his hands and was about to turn around and leave, but he saw the one-acre field in front of the village chief's house from the corner of his eye, and his eyes froze instantly.

Because it is in front of the house, the field is not big, so we can only grow some vegetables and fruits for our own consumption.It was supposed to be a bountiful harvest of melons and fruits, but the soil in the field was scattered around, as if something had run wild on it.

Let alone vegetables in the field, even the soil is incomplete.

"It was damaged by a big worm that came down from the deep mountain." The village chief followed Mo Jingcheng's gaze to the field, knowing what the other person was thinking, and sighed.

"Why not do some fencing?"

Hearing this, the village chief couldn't explain it even more, pointing to a small corner exposed at the back of the house, "Those are fences damaged by big bugs."

Mo Jingcheng looked over, there was a pile of waste wood with bite marks on it.

"It's okay to surround the fence. The only thing I'm afraid of is people, but farmers are tired of working all day, how can they keep guarding in the field? Even if they take turns guarding, they are afraid of those dangerous big insects hurting people."

Dangerous big bugs refer to tigers and the like, but most of them are wild deer or eagles. They are very cunning, and they will come to the land when no one is around.

Once this time has entered, the villagers are helpless.

Mo Jingcheng glanced at the dilapidated fence and the dry straw beside him, frowning, not knowing what he was thinking, and said goodbye to the village chief to go home.

As a result, as soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, Fang Yun threw himself into his arms.

Fang Yun's callused hand from work tightly held Mo Jingcheng's sleeve, and his other hand was a little confused due to flustered gestures. Although he is an intelligent robot, he can't understand it now.

Sensing that something was wrong, Mo Jingcheng hesitated for a moment and stroked his soft hair with his hands. Based on the information in the database, he gently smoothed it a few times, trying to calm him down.

"Don't panic, speak slowly."

In this way, Fang Yun also took a deep breath to slow down, and his gestures were much slower, but he was still trembling uncontrollably.

Mo Jingcheng understood it this time, "You just went to the field to pick some sesame seeds, but you saw a big worm eating the seedlings of grapes?"

Heart tightened, Mo Jingcheng hurriedly checked Fang Yun for any injuries.But fortunately, apart from some messy clothes, there were no signs of injury.

Mo Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, went into the house and poured a bowl of water for Fang Yun, and then went to the field to have a look, "You should rest in the house first, and lock the door to prevent the big bugs from coming in."

Fang Yun's home is at the end of the mountain, and there is a high chance of creatures appearing in the mountain.But fortunately, after Xu Yuanqi reminded him that day, Mo Jingcheng took wood to thicken the fence, and even added enough weight to the door latch, so he was not afraid.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yun was still holding the corner of his clothes with his left hand trembling, the corners of his eyes were a little moist, and he gestured cautiously with his right hand.

Mo Jingcheng knew that he was worried and wanted to follow.But after all, it is in the mountains, and he has a full set of kung fu in his database, so he can escape in time even if he encounters a big bug.

But Fang Yun was unarmed, and if he faced him head-on, it would be difficult for him to escape.Just now Fang Yun said that meeting the tiger had scared him into a cold sweat, how could he let Fang Yun take this risk again?

So Mo Jingcheng gently pulled Xia Yun's hand, and comforted softly: "I have learned some skills before to escape, so don't worry. If you go with me, I won't have time to protect you. I just went to see the grapes How is Miao's injury, I'll be back soon."

Fang Yun has always been afraid of causing trouble to others, and knowing that he can't do much, and if he goes, he will only add to Mo Jingcheng's burden, so he hesitates to let go, and nods obediently.

It's just that there is still worry in the eyes.

After watching Fang Yun enter the house and fasten the door, Mo Jingcheng picked up the hoe and walked into the mountain.