Flash marriage with the farmer's blind date vs 40
Zhuang Shuo was hot in the kitchen because he hadn't eaten the grilled fish that had been cold for two hours.
Lang Yangyang was stared at by Lei Gong for a while, and saw that Lang Yangyang was weak-hearted, although his waist was very sore now, he still got up and picked up the bag, threw it into the trash can, and then went to the bedroom to find a T-shirt to put on.
When he came out, Zhuang Shuo happened to come over with grilled fish and put it on the coffee table.
Lang Yangyang's family does not have a special dining table.
- Originally, it was used by Lang Yangyang to pile up sundries.
Zhuang Shuo is still only wearing a pair of shorts, with scratches on his chest and back, but fortunately, Lang Yangyang's nails are very short, otherwise there may be a bloody disaster.
"Are you hungry?"
"Hmm." Lang Yangyang found two low benches and came over, turned on the projector and clicked on a life variety show casually.
Zhuang Shuo put the dishes and chopsticks on the table: "Yangyang, come quickly." β
Lang Yangyang said yes, and then took out two cans of craft beer from the Xiaoice box, which is a very famous local brand, and Lang Yangyang bought a lot.
One cup is a kumquat fruit lager, and the other is a very classic double. Aγ
The chilled beer quickly condenses on the outer layer of the glass, and the golden drink refracts the light from the projector, which is very beautiful.
The two sat down side by side, Zhuang Shuo picked a piece of fatty fish and put it in Lang Yangyang's bowl, "Hard work." β
Lang Yangyang looked at him and smiled, leaned over and kissed his mouth.
"You've worked hard, too."
It's already past one o'clock in the morning, the alley is very quiet, the sound of the projector is not loud, the two of them eat more flavorful grilled fish, occasionally touch glasses and then take a big sip, chatting while eating and drinking.
"Did they grow this radish themselves?" Zhuang Shuo asked.
Lang Yangyang: "It shouldn't be, the director team let the villagers plant it." β
Zhuang Shuo basically doesn't watch variety shows, and when he watches it, he looks like a blue cat and asks three thousand, "Now celebrities are also coming to the countryside to farm." β
"This is called a life variety show, almost never going to the ground, I've seen a real farming, have you seen "Clarkson's Farm"?"
"No, he also has a farm, is he bigger than me?"
"It's a lot bigger, and he still has a Lamborghini tractor."
"Wow!"
Lang Yangyang turned his head to look: "Do you want it?" β
Zhuang Shuo nodded.
Lang smiled, turned into an unscrupulous boss and casually opened his mouth to draw cakes: "I'll buy you one when I make money." β
Chatting to the back, full of food, there is still a little wine left. Zhuang Shuo said that he would call a few brothers to come over and change the doors and windows together tomorrow, and it would be inconvenient for him to make it himself.
Zhuang Shuo said: "You go to work and they come, and you will leave before you get off work." β
Lang Yangyang looked for peanuts to eat in the grilled fish, "Why, I should leave someone for dinner, I'll treat you tomorrow." β
"Really?" Zhuang Shuo's eyes lit up.
He knew that Lang Yangyang didn't like noisy scenes, so he wanted to do it.
Lang Yangyang drank the last sip of beer, sat down on the stall, and said, "I know you're afraid that I don't like it, but since we're together and we're going to get married, we should also meet your friends." You'll see my friends in the future, and I'll still have that awareness. β
"Okay." Zhuang Shuo said.
"By the way, I'm going to go back to the farm early tomorrow morning, get some tools, and bring the computer by the way."
"What do you want a computer for?"
"We are applying for this year's agricultural expo, we have to submit materials to make a plan, it is really a headache to do this, and I have to hurry up when I have to submit materials next week."
Lang Yangyang put down his chopsticks: "Is there any benefit to participating in this?" β
Zhuang Shuo: "There are still a lot of crops on the farm that are not selling well, and the price is not going up, I want to enter the supermarket, if there is an endorsement of the agricultural fair, it will be smoother." β
"How long do you have to pay?"
"Six days."
Lang Yangyang estimated the time and said to him, "I'll do it for you." β
"Huh?"
"It's my forte, trust me." Lang smiled.
Zhuang Shuo saw that Lang Yangyang was not eating, and was about to get up and clean up.
Lang Yangyang stretched out his hand and pulled his fingers: "Take a rest first, don't worry." β
Zhuang Shuo sat down beside him, and Lei Gong also lay down next to him to sleep.
Lang Yangyang leaned back on the sofa: "It's good to hold on." β
"Rest, rest, rest." Zhuang Shuo said, approaching him, and very contrivedly broke Lang Yangyang's head on his shoulder.
Lang Yangyang laughed secretly, watching the funny stars from variety shows say old-fashioned jokes.
He thought that it seemed really good to get married.
Chapter 26
I slept late that night, and although I was physically exhausted, my spirit was still very high.
Lang Yangyang's bed is still the bed he slept in when he was a child, it is not big, the two big men are still a little crowded, Lang Yangyang is not used to sleeping in Zhuang Shuo's arms, and he feels panicked, so he holds hands and sleeps on his side, looking at each other.
Lei Gong was already snoring at the door of the bedroom, and the two were still chatting quietly.
"Would you like to buy a new bed?"
Lang Yangyang's eyes were already closed, and he muttered and replied, "Okay, I'll pick a bed another day, I've wanted to change it for a long time." β
In the dark, Zhuang Shuo couldn't see Lang Yangyang's face clearly, and said softly: "Sleep." β
Lang Yangyang's alarm clock rang at six o'clock in the morning, almost every day, after getting up, he simply washed up and set off to go to the store, the process took half an hour, and he was busy in the store until about nine to ten o'clock, and came back to walk the dog.
When I woke up today, my bones seemed to be falling apart, and there was a faint feeling of swelling in the back, but it was bearable.
He wanted to get up secretly, but turned around and saw that Zhuang Shuo was no longer there.
"What about people......
Lang Yangyang picked up his mobile phone and wanted to make a call to ask, but the next second he heard the sound of the door opening.
Lang Yangyang got up, and when he walked to the living room, he collided with Zhuang Shuo.
"Where have you been?"
In the next second, I saw Lei Gong wagging his tail and sticking out his tongue from behind the entrance cabinet, and walked to his leg to rub it.
"I'm going to walk the dog." Zhuang Shuo smiled, wearing yesterday's clothes, which were washed overnight, "I'll send you to work later, and then go to the farm." β
Lang Yangyang: "Why did you get up so early?" Sleepy or not? β
Zhuang Shuo put Lei Gong's leash away: "It's okay, I don't know why I'm full of energy now, if you want me to run five thousand meters with weight, it's no problem." β
"Why did I let you run five thousand meters?" Lang Yangyang couldn't cry or laugh.
Zhuang Shuo walked in, it had just rained last night, the air was cool, and the faint sky light came in through the old window, with a faint blue filter.
The furniture in the house is all dark colored, only Lang Yangyang is wearing beige pajamas, standing in the light like an angel.
He couldn't help but bow his head and kiss Lang Yangyang's forehead.
Lang Yangyang was a little uncomfortable with this sweet atmosphere, but he was still very happy, his back hurt, and he just leaned forward, stuck to Zhuang Shuo's arms, and pressed his head against his chest muscles.
His voice was still a little hoarse, and his tone was sticky when he spoke in a low voice: "I'm so tired, I haven't slept enough." β
Zhuang Shuo raised his hand to hug Lang Yangyang and patted him lightly on the back twice: "Why don't you take a break today?" β
"Nope." Lang Yangyang hurriedly shook his head: "What do I sell in the store after I rest?" β
Zhuang Shuo: "Isn't that sister learning?" β
Lang Yangyang is realistic: "But it has not yet reached the level where it can be put on the shelves, and the instability of the finished product will affect the reputation of the store." β
Recently, Brookside's business has been good, and there are often Internet celebrities who come to check in, so you should be careful not to make mistakes.
Now that the influence of the Internet is very great, Lang Yangyang knows very well in his heart, and he does not exclude doing some marketing, but if the strength cannot keep up, sooner or later it will be counterattacked.
ββCountless Internet celebrity stores have died like this.
Thinking of this, Lang Yangyang immediately cheered up, pushed Zhuang Shuo away and looked at him and said seriously: "I have to go to work, I have to go, I'll go wash my face first." β
Watching Lang Yangyang rush into the bathroom with a cute fried hairy head, Zhuang Shuo couldn't help but smile.
"Ahh What's going on!? Lang Yangyang looked at the sea urchin in the mirror with a sad expression.
Just now in the living room, I imagined that I had just woken up, and it was a lazy gentle handsome guy who made love with his rough boyfriend. The picture is a French filter, but I didn't expect the reality to be a Japanese-style clip.
Zhuang Shuo smiled, happily gave Lei Gong a brain meltdown, and then went to the kitchen to clean up the mess last night, and packed the garbage and put it in the yard, and threw it away when he went out for a while.
Lang Yangyang changed into a shirt after washing, and the two of them went out together.
Zhuang Shuo didn't come by car, and walked over together.
Lang Yangyang lives in the old town, and on the way to Brookside, you have to cross an overpass, under which is a railroad track, and a freight train passes by at 7 o'clock every day.
"When I was a kid, I always liked to come here to play, and the trucks were full of coal, and when the full wagons would leak coal, we would go down and pick up the coal." Lang Yangyang said.
Zhuang Shuo: "Is there still it now?" β
Lang Yangyang: "Yes, three times a day, but they are all pulling goods, and they will be rerouted after the high-speed rail is opened, I don't know if this one will be suspended." β
This area is an independent private house, although the house is a little old, but there is a small yard, and there are a lot of flowers and plants. There is a family of flowers that are particularly vigorous, and the roses and moons that climb all over the courtyard wall poke their heads out, and they are still hanging with last night's rain, which is very beautiful.
Lang Yangyang took out his mobile phone and took a picture.
"We also plant some flowers." Zhuang Shuo said.
Lang Yangyang looked at the photo taken from the same angle in the album before, which was the recent change in the courtyard wall, he showed it to Zhuang Shuo, and said: "I forget it, what is planted and what dies, even the cactus is withered." β
Zhuang Shuo looked at the photo, "Leave it to me, if I die, I will die together." β