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Chapter 178: Falling Spring Cold

Since returning to Pingyao Village, Mu Zhen and Mo Xiaocai have been busy with the matter of joining the company. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Except for four or five that were lobbied by themselves, the others were almost all pulled by people who were willing to join in.

Therefore, while the two were busy with the decoration of the house, they discussed the articles of association of the company, and it was not tiring to be enriched.

In fact, there are not many differences between the charter of joining the company and what they began to discuss.

However, the heart of guarding against others is indispensable. Therefore, in the end, a clause was added, except for the annual disaster, the members who joined the club must ensure that the total amount of food provided to their own families remains unchanged.

In this way, even if there is a person with a heart, with this bondage, it can be regarded as a real guarantee of their own demand for food.

At the beginning of February, all the members who joined the club basically planted artichokes in the ground.

It's February, and since the beginning of the New Year, the weather has been getting warmer day by day, and there hasn't been a single snowfall.

Seeing the branches on the mountain gradually turning green, spring has arrived.

Although these days are not busy, but they are not very idle, watching the last member of the club plant the artichoke in the field, the two of them feel relieved.

It seems that he hasn't paid attention to the things around him for a long time, and suddenly looked at the mountain, and in the withered yellow of the mountain, there were dots of dots, seeping out a little green, which suddenly made Mu Zhen feel fresh.

"Xianggong, I've been stuffy at home all day, and the peach blossoms on the mountain are blooming, let's go out for a walk, shall we?"

Regarding Mu Zhen's words, Mo Xiaocai has always been obedient, "Okay, it's all up to you, which mountain do you want to go to?" ”

Before Mu Zhen could answer, here, Yiqing, who heard that her father and mother were going out, ran out with a bang, "Mother, do you want to go out to play?" I'm going too, take me with me, I'll be obedient. ”

Although when I went out a few years ago, I discussed it with Yiqing. However, after all, after being away from his parents for so long for the first time, no matter how obedient and sensible the child is on weekdays, he will show a sticky side.

After the two came back, especially to Mu Zhen, Yiqing simply followed inch by inch, and it was not until the past few days that he got a little better.

After all, he is a person who has grown up a year older, and Yiqing also knows that during this time, he has been sticking to his mother and making his father unhappy, so what he said is extraordinarily sensible and pitiful, and Mu Zhen's heart has melted when he listens.

Mo Xiaocai glared at his son who was about to become a sperm, and said before Mu Zhen: "Yiqing, yesterday my father taught you to write, but you wrote everything?" ”

Yiqing looked at his father's blackened handsome face and nodded weakly.

I thought that I would be let go if I behaved well, but I didn't know that the bottom road was too shallow, and before I could praise him, I heard my father say: "In this case, write each word ten more times today." ”

Ten times? His father taught him ten words every day, and each one wrote ten more times, which was a hundred times, and he would have written it a hundred times.

Is it good to double the amount in this life?

Yiqing looked at Mu Zhen without tears, hoping that her mother would help her beg for mercy. The big watery eyes, blinking and blinking, simply make people cute.

Seeing that Mu Zhen showed signs of soft-heartedness, Mo Xiaocai said coldly: "Write each word ten times more than ten times?" Then add it ten more times. ”

As soon as Mo Xiaocai's words came out, Yiqing hurriedly fled like a rabbit.

Looking at her son's trembling back, Mu Zhen turned her head and looked at her father-in-law playfully, "Xianggong is great now, in order to achieve his own goals, even his own son is ruthless." ”

Mo Xiaocai looked at Shang Muzhen indifferently, and took her hand without changing his face, "When necessary, you must use necessary means." ”

Looking at Mo Xiaocai's serious appearance, Mu Zhen was very funny, but she didn't say anything more.

Since he came back, his son has been clinging to himself.

had already slept in separate beds, and the little guy took advantage of the fact that he missed his father and mother, and the family of three squeezed together again.

It's also during the day, wherever I used to go, these two people held hands, but now there is a little bean ding, not to mention, he still has to be inserted between the couple.

It was not easy for Mo Xiao to endure it for so long before he had an attack.

The two of them did not keep walking to the top of the mountain, and when they were halfway up the mountain, they found a big rock and sat down.

It is said that climbing high and looking far away, this is not only to say that you can see far, but even the same scenery, looking at it from this high place, it also has a unique flavor.

Not far from where the two rested, there was a peach blossom tree.

Mountain peach blossoms, most of which are white, are pink like this, but it is rare.

Looking at this dazzling and bright red, Mu Zhen felt that she had to give full play to the advantages of crossing women, and then, racking her brains, she finally remembered a few lines of poetry, "The peach is dying, scorching its glory." ”

Mo Xiaocai has always known that his little lady is a different person, and now he knows that she still has such talent.

I was about to praise it, so I heard Mu Zhen say: "Xianggong, you go and pick a few of the most beautiful peach blossoms and make a garland for me." ”

The justifiable spicy hand destroys the flowers, and there is no regret at all.

Mo Xiaocai shook his head helplessly, folded a few peach blossoms, and skillfully braided the garland.

Mo Xiaocai's shaking of his head naturally did not escape Mu Zhen's eyes.

"Why did Xianggong shake his head, but he was thinking, he actually married such a vulgar man who didn't understand the amorous feelings?"

Hearing Mu Zhen's joke, Mo Xiaocai raised his head and glanced at her.

I saw that the little woman didn't care about the image at this time, supporting her head with one hand, lying on her side on the stone, such a lazy appearance, which had a unique style.

"The lady already knows that she doesn't understand the amorous feelings, it's really not easy, how can a husband have too many requirements? As for the amorous thing, I'll leave it to the husband. ”

Mu Zhen looked at the slender hands stupidly, flipped dexterously, and asked lazily, "Oh? I don't know how Xianggong interprets the amorous style? ”

As soon as the words fell, a small and delicate garland was firmly placed on Mu Zhen's head. Before she could reach out to touch it, Mo Xiao leaned down and imprinted a kiss firmly on her lips.

habitually raised his handsome eyebrows, and asked evilly: "Is this considered a misunderstanding?" ”

Mu Zhen followed his movements and fell into Mo Xiaocai's arms.

Hearing him ask, he chirped his mouth, as if he was still unsatisfied, and nodded, "Reluctantly." ”

Looking at Mu Zhen's lazy appearance, Mo Xiaocai smiled lowly, and no longer bothered with her.

Stretched out his hand, hugged the person in his arms, and quietly accompanied her to enjoy the endless spring light.

Mu Zhen leaned on Mo Xiaocai's arms very satisfied, and looked at the entire Pingyao Village.

Except for the emerald green of the field where the wheat was planted, the rest was bare soil.

However, one-third of this bare land was joined by the community and planted artichokes.

Nearly 100 acres of land, this is his own hope.

On the opposite mountain, the waterfall that cascades down is still flowing tirelessly. The temple embedded in the mountain, Mu Zhen still hasn't been to, the huge Pingyao Village, Mu Zhen has come into contact with, that is, the people in the courtyard where she lives.

At this moment, Mu Zhen quietly looked at everything in front of her, as if nothing had changed, as if everything had changed.

The two sat quietly for a while, and then went back. Although spring is coming, there is still a slight chill in the steep spring breeze.

Mu Zhen didn't leave, it was rare to have this leisure again, she hadn't enjoyed it enough.

Mo Xiaocai was afraid that she would blow too much cold wind and catch a cold, but he couldn't bear her being so obsessed, so he had to promise her that he would come back next time, which coaxed people back.

Early the next morning, Mu Zhen got up and almost screamed when she saw the snowy world outside.

If it weren't for the oncoming Mo Xiaocai, she almost thought she had crossed again.

"What are you doing standing at the door, get in quickly." Seeing that Mu Zhen was dressed relatively thinly, Mo Xiaocai frowned and led her in.

"Xianggong, what's going on outside? Why is it snowing again? ”

Mo Xiaocai looked at her with a surprised look, and said in surprise: "It's just a cold spring." ”

Hearing this name, Mu Zhen suddenly understood what was going on.

When she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Then our artichoke is fine, right?" ”

This is the first time she has done something big, and people who do business pay attention to a good start, and she doesn't want to die before she gets out of school.

Looking at Mu Zhen's worried look, Mo Xiaocai rubbed her head and comforted her softly: "It's okay, the artichoke has just been planted in the ground, and it hasn't even sprouted yet, so it won't affect anything." ”

Seeing that Mu Zhen still looked half-understood, Mo Xiaocai simply explained in more detail.

"The crops in the field are generally not affected by it, and when they are covered by snow, there is still temperature in the field. However, I am afraid that the fruit trees will not be good this year, and they may freeze to death under the snow this night. ”

Mu Zhen didn't know much about farming, but when Jing Moxiao said this, she was relieved.

I don't have anything to do when it snows, and I have a lot of firewood cut in the winter, and I haven't burned it yet, but fortunately it won't be cold now.

The women went back to the house, changed into thick quilts, and found the padded jackets they wore in winter, while the men went to light the fire.

The family gathered around the fire, roasting the fire, talking, and it was so lively.

Mu Zhen looked at it for a while, and a layer of white ash fell on everyone's bodies, and suddenly she had an idea, and said: "Xianggong, let's not have a stove in the house in the future, and specially install a stove for baking fire, the kind with a chimney, so that there will be no ash when the fire is baked." ”

Hearing Mu Zhen say this, others also thought it was a good idea. Yiqing volunteered to get the pen and ink, and the ink effect was drawn according to Mu Zhen's expression.

Although this kind of stove will not be needed when they move in, it will always be needed in the future.

Now that the design is good, it is still necessary to set aside the space.

The left and right took out all the pen and ink, and everyone simply discussed the decoration again.

Seeing that half a month has passed, it is estimated that the carpenters have almost done their work, and as soon as the furniture comes back, it will not be far from moving.

Everyone was discussing the furnishings of their rooms lively, and the morning passed like this, although it was cold, but the cabin was lively and lively.

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