Chapter Ninety-Seven: Happy Mid-Autumn (1)
No one spoke at the dinner table, the quieter it was, the more uncomfortable Shi Zhenzong became, he always felt that he was eating and chewing too loudly, and he stuffed too much rice, and in the end, even the posture of holding chopsticks felt that Shen Jun was extremely elegant, and he was as uncomfortable as holding two mallets.
For dinner, Shen Jun helped Wen Jin clean up the table as always, and Shi Zhenzong also hurried to act, but was glared at by Shen Jun, and then hinted: "Wen Han still wants to talk to you." ”
Shi Zhenzong didn't know what was going on, today's momentum, as soon as it came up, it was suppressed, and he couldn't turn over, so that when he came to deliver the duck at night, he saw Shen Jun, and he was very unconfident in speaking.
"This guy has evil magic." He thought.
The summer harvest and autumn harvest, the so-called dragon's mouth to grab food, the most afraid of rain, therefore, taking advantage of the good weather, Wen Han and Shen Jun hired more people, two thousand acres of beans were soon received in the flat field, dried, milled, with the help of the wind, the beans were raised.
Shen Jun was very curious, watching the farmer in the field holding the wooden shovel, his hand shook, the beans and crumbs drew a wonderful arc in the air, the autumn wind blew, leaving the beans and blowing away the pod skin, he also ran over, he had to try.
Some people can't do this action well in their lifetime, but some people can get started and have a good look.
Shen Jun is the one who can get started, and after working for a while, not only is the speed fast, but the strength of his hands is also even, almost no wind, and he can also raise the beans out, comparing a large group of farmers. When he came back at night, his whole body was covered with debris, and Wen Jin had to boil a large pot of water and ask Wen Han to help him clean it.
"Don't do it, you don't listen, look, your skin is red with bean seedlings." Wen Han muttered as he washed.
Shen Jun didn't speak, until his whole body was clean and he had changed his clothes, then he pulled Wen Han and made a slight effort, Wen Han stumbled and almost fell.
"What are you doing?" Wen Han didn't finish his complaining words, but suddenly understood what Shen Jun meant, and immediately changed his smiling face, "What kind of trick is this?" ”
"Tricks." Shen Jun grinned and made repeated movements, allowing Wen Han to watch and understand.
The next day, Wen Han was also covered in dust, and Wen Jin was surprised: "How did you two do it, competing for the field?" ”
Shi Zhenzong persuaded Wen Han with concern: "There are frogs at the bottom of someone's well, I haven't seen anything, don't you know what Yangchang is?" Do you still have to practice? ”
Wen Han wanted to speak and stopped, not knowing how to explain, Shen Jun coughed lightly, there was a trace of sympathy in his eyes, and Shi Zhenzong suddenly felt that he was the frog at the bottom of the well.
After eating, he realized that he was beaten by Shen Jun again, and in front of Wen Jin, he lost everything. He wilted out of the door, Wen Han got up to send him off, his hands were still subconsciously swinging back and forth, Shi Zhenzong saw it, couldn't help but want to laugh, and then suddenly understood: "Who taught you this trick without wind and waves?" "The secret of the Shi family, he is still not familiar with it.
"Shen Jun! He realized it yesterday when he was out on the pitch. Wen Han also practiced martial arts wholeheartedly, and subconsciously replied. Then he suddenly came to his senses, "What did you say?" No wind and waves? Ouch, that's right, even if there is no wind, you can still make a scene. ”
As a result, on the third day, Shi Zhenzong also went to Yangchang, and at lunch, several people had to wait for him for a while before starting the meal, which was proposed by Shen Jun, although he and Shi Zhenzong were not convinced by each other, but the two respected each other in their hearts in the competition.
Wen Jin was confused, and said strangely: "It's evil, why do you go to the field one by one, the bean crumbs are drilled into the clothes, and the dots are rooted." ”
"You don't understand that." Shi Zhenzong replied with a smile, he didn't have the heart to fight with Shen Jun, people could understand the tricks by themselves, but he couldn't even understand his own family heirlooms, this gap is too big.
After the beans were harvested, dried and put into storage, Wen Han and Shen Jun were about to go back to the mountain nest, and Wen Jin also arranged for Wei Shisan to help take care of the house, clean up the house, and follow along.
Shen Jun is a person who likes to learn everything, and he doesn't even let go of driving the ox cart, so Wen Han has to sit in the passenger seat on the right.
"Wen Jin, what kind of jam is the sweet and sour you made? It's delicious. ”
"Kiwi jam, I made more this time, you two bring more when you leave."
"Mine else?" Shen Jun asked.
"Of course you have, as long as you like." Wen Jin replied casually, and Shen Jun happily gave her a smile, almost blinding Wen Jin's eyes.
Wen Jin easily got used to his excessive handsomeness, and he had already developed a little bit of aesthetic fatigue, and he was amazed when he didn't see it anymore, but he didn't want to, he went further, it was just a naked temptation.
Seeing that Wen Jin finally had a little gaffe, Shen Jun felt comfortable. Hmph, he grew so big, it was the first time he saw a woman see him without losing his color, of course, he hated those greedy eyes that were stunned and couldn't eat him, but when someone ignored him, it also made Shen Jun very disappointed in his heart.
Turned his head and continued to drive the ox cart, after a while, Shen Jun's mood calmed down, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, what's wrong with him, I've seen too much, I hate it, I don't look at it, it's uncomfortable, it's really ......
Wei and Qian Xiancheng have been particularly sad these days, when their son came back from the Dragon Boat Festival, he only lived at home for two days, but he didn't expect to be like this again on August 15, only living at home for one day, and then went to Shiwei Village, although they also felt that practicing martial arts to strengthen their bodies was a good thing, but reason was the same thing, but thinking would not be much less because of this, and the pain of scratching the heart and liver would not be reduced, but more uncomfortable.
Qian Xiancheng didn't say anything, and the discomfort in his heart didn't have to be a wife at all, but he had to force himself to pose as a manly man, and he was busy directing people to help harvest every day. When no one is around, they will sit in a daze.
On this day, Webster was in the yard, drying cotton clothes, leather jackets, and thick bedding, and when his son went again, it would probably be annual leave when he went home, and all the winter things had to be taken away.
"Mother!" Wen Han's voice, Wei didn't dare to turn her head to look, she had been hallucinating in the past few days.
"Mother, I'm back, isn't my father at home?"
The voice was clear, just behind him, Webster made up his mind to turn his head, his son looked at her with a bright face and smiled, Webster's heart was immediately filled with joy.
"Wen Han is back?"
"Yes, mother, Wen Jin is also back together, the crops over there in Shiwei Village are finished, and we are back to collect our family."
"Our family is just like that, with your father, and the iron sickle and his father."
"Hehe, mother, Wen Jin said, I haven't cooked anything for you for a long time. She misses you all the time. Webster couldn't help laughing, she didn't want her children to have anything to eat and wear, she liked a family and a peaceful family.