Wen Ji touched the calfskin whip in her hand, and wanted to say that she would buy one herself, and give it back to him.

But wouldn't that be handing a knife to someone else?

Zhang Chuyue saw her bright eyes spinning and turning, and there were about one hundred and eighty eyes in her heart.

"Yes, you can share it."

Wen Ji opened his mouth and fought for the initiative for himself: "But I have to keep it." ”

Zhang Chuyue hooked his lips and smiled, and said, "How can we share?" ”

Wen Ji stood up straight and said seriously: "Just like my parents when I was a child, whoever did something wrong had to be punished, it was nothing more than a slap in the palm of the hand or buttocks, and legs, which is a long memory." ”

Zhang Chuyue stood there staring at her and smiled, Wen Ji frowned: "Be serious." ”

The man's thick eyebrows raised slightly, and he nodded slightly cooperatively: "Okay, you don't need to say the wrong thing to punish yourself, shut up and keep silent." ”

Wen Ji was stunned and puzzled, and only after hearing it clearly did he realize that he was referring to the fact that he shut up and didn't speak after he said "nonsense" in the morning.

"From now on, everyone will be responsible for their words and deeds. ”

Zhang Chuyue nodded her chin, but this attitude obviously didn't take the rules she set seriously, and picked up the empty bamboo basket and sickle and went up the mountain.

There were six cows in the cowshed, and Wen Ji couldn't tell the difference between men and women, so he put grass in their troughs equally, and the cement floor in the shed was not clean.

Sure enough, Zhang Chuyue likes to use forage as a covering.

The wooden door of the enclosure was locked, and it was clear that it was rigorous.

She couldn't sweep the inside, so she swept around the perimeter, and finally found a place in the weeds not far from the shed, and took a catalpa and a stick to dig holes.

When Zhang Chuyue came back, Wen Ji heard the sound of stacking grass first, looked up and saw a big drop of sweat rolling behind his neck, and asked her, "Are you playing with mud?" ”

Wen Ji's little thought of wiping him with a handkerchief was gone.

He said angrily: "Yes, dig a hole and bury the treasure you hid under the haystack." ”

As she spoke, she glanced at it: "And the knife in your hand." ”

Zhang Chuyue half-squatted down to look at Wen Ji sitting on the ground, she found a stick in her hand out of nowhere, and squeezed it skillfully, and after a while, she saw the depth of the hole, he inserted the sickle into it, just arrived at the hole, and said: "It's small." ”

Wen Ji took the stick and planed it again, she also sweated behind her ears, and a drop fell onto the back of her hand, she subconsciously raised her hand to wipe her neck, but she didn't notice Zhang Chuyue's gaze following, she said, "Now, you try again." ”

"I'll do it."

Zhang Chuyue took the wooden stick in her hand and said lightly: "Your hand rests." ”

Wen Ji was suddenly stunned, hearing this kind of caring words in his mouth for the first time.

I couldn't reply for a while, so I watched him dig a hole there.

There are stones around this small pit, the fixing effect is good, and it can prevent the hole from being moved or buried when it rains, and finally Zhang Chuyue fell the hoe vertically upside down, and the hoe on it was just stuck on the ground, like a small stone piece that fits, Wen Ji shouted happily: "Finally inserted in!" I'm exhausted! ”

Zhang Chuyue also found a place for other farm tools in turn, and said to her, "You go and feed the forage." ”

As soon as the words fell, the sweat on his neck dripped onto the ground, a little darker, and in a blink of an eye, it became shallow and dried, Wen Ji asked him, "Do you want to drink water?" ”

The cows were in the shade in the barn, and he took care of feeding them.

But as soon as this sentence fell, Zhang Chuyue raised his eyes to look at her with some surprise, and her face was reflected in the dark pupils, and when she looked at it, she drooped back again, "um".

Wen Ji got up and went to get the kettle.

Zhang Chuyue's eyes raised to look at her again, Wen Ji bottled it with mineral water before going out, and it was unscrewed for him: "Huh." ”

The reason why he unscrewed it was because he had soil on his hands that would get it on the bottle cap.

Zhang Chuyue took it and asked, "Have you drunk?" ”

Wen Ji had been busy working just now, and she forgot about her thirst, but when he asked at this moment, she couldn't say that she hadn't drunk, and she didn't know why, she felt that Zhang Chuyue would give it to her, so she said, "I still have a bottle." ”

"You still have two bottles with you?"

Wen Ji actually only brought a bottle, he himself won't fill himself with water, although the house is not far from the cowshed, but he also has to go up the mountain to cut hay, sweat and thirst when the sun is shining, but the fact is that he didn't bring water when he went out.

Wen Ji finally carried a small bag.

But when he asked what "two bottles" meant, it seemed to say that she deliberately brought it to him, and men are the best at thinking about beauty.

Zhang Chuyue drank all the bottles of water.

Wen Ji said, "You can bring it yourself next time." ”

Zhang Chuyue: "Next time, you don't have to dig a pit." ”

Wen Ji: "......"

What's the matter, or did I add to your workload?

After Zhang Chuyue cleaned the cowshed, he locked the door, Wen Ji saw the key, and said, "You can also give me one, and I will come by myself next time." ”

"You have to take it with me."

"That's a lot of trouble."

Zhang Chuyue saw her stuffing the calfskin whip into her small backpack, and laughed: "Don't I have to ask you for it when I want to use the whip?" ”

Wen Ji: "......"

Stingy man.

The two went home, Wen Ji was so tired that he lay on the square mahogany table in the hall, Zhang Chuyue said, "I'll take a bath first and come out to cook." ”

Wen Ji snorted, weak and weak.

He was soaking wet, if it weren't for Wen Ji, he would have taken off his T-shirt when he swept the shed, and now he has endured it until he took a cold shower.

When I came out, I wiped a towel on my head and went into the main house, and suddenly saw a small yellow and white bag and muddy rain boots on the small bamboo bench at the door of the house.

He picked up his rain boots and took them to the faucet to rinse them, and when he put them away, he saw that the small bag was hanging on the spot, and when he raised his eyes, someone was still lying on the table in the same position, probably asleep from a nap.

The backpack was stained with yellow mud, he took it to the yard and patted it, and when he was about to wipe it with a wet towel, he suddenly touched the kettle inside, and the soft cloth bag was protruding, and there was only one bottle.

Zhang Chuyue's brows condensed slightly, and he walked into the house, and saw an enamel jar next to Wen Ji lying on the table, and the water in it was drunk.

Something seemed to break into his consciousness, and the ripples rippled out for a while.

In the evening, smoke rose from Zhangjia Village.

Wen Ji touched her waist and was woken up by the smell of food, and when she saw Zhang Chuyue coming in with a dinner plate, she pouted: "Why didn't you wake me up?" ”

For no reason, he said, "And then you lost your temper with me like you did last time?" ”

Wen Ji rubbed his eyes: "Sleeping on the bed is not the same as lying on the table, my hands are numb now, and my legs are numb." ”

Zhang Chuyue smiled: "If you have a bed, don't you go in to sleep?" ”

"I'm dirty."

"Then you won't change?"

"I'm tired, I want to lie down for a while after drinking water, and then it's now!"

She said that she also knew how to hold the bowl with chopsticks and eat.

Zhang Chuyue made braised noodles with pork belly and beans and eggplant at night, fragrant to the heavenly spirit cover.

Although there is a little sin not participating in cooking, Zhang Chuyue also has to eat, and it is also easy to do her job.

But he said: "It's quite exquisite, the bed is in the empty room, and you lie on the table outside to suffer." ”

Tsk, he doesn't speak well.

Wen Ji retorted: "Then you marry a wife and stay alone in the empty house, wouldn't it be even worse." ”

As soon as the words fell, the hall was silent for three seconds.

Zhang Chuyue's hidden eyes suddenly lifted to look at her, Wen Ji just woke up and opened his lips: "You said me first." ”

Zhang Chuyue didn't know how he said the words "alone in the empty room".

The two finished eating quietly, Wen Ji went to the kitchen to wash the pot after cleaning up the countertop, Zhang Chuyue boiled hot water and poured it into the kettle, put the chair that was dragged away, and suddenly looked around the hall.

This is an ancestral house, which used to be lived by grandparents, and later the parents split up, and the second elder followed the uncle to live in a newly built three-story brick house.

There is almost no furniture here, only tables and chairs for eating and sitting, and there is not even a sofa for lying down and napping.

"Wow~"

A clear spring gushed out of the wellhead.

Early in the morning, Wen Ji was washing clothes, and when she looked up and saw Zhang Chuyue carrying a big piece of wood back, she stood up in shock and said, "Are you okay, carrying such a big piece of wood, you should be fit!" ”

Zhang Chuyue piled up the wood under the porch and said, "Hit the sofa." ”

Wen Ji was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "You still do this!" ”

Zhang Chuyue looked at her as if to say: Don't look down on people.

Wen Ji said: "Since you have time to play the sofa, why don't you help me install the network cable first?" ”

Because she was begging for someone, she decided to sell herself and smiled at him: "My husband is the best." ”

Zhang Chuyue's hand subconsciously pinched her chin.

Wen Ji frowned, "Hmm", and said to him: "You do it again!" ”

Zhang Chuyue's tone was nonchalant: "As soon as you shout 'husband' now, I know it's no good." ”

Wen Ji blinked: "Then you can't do it, and you just moved the wood, and your hands are very rough!" ”

Zhang Chuyue withdrew his hand, patted it, and glanced at her: "What's the matter, you want to use a whip against me?" ”

Yesterday, because he pinched her chin, she had a revenge plan, Zhang Chuyue would consciously help her recall, but Wen Ji said: "If you help me get the Internet, I will forgive you." ”

Now it wasn't her begging him to do something, it was he who had to do it to ask her forgiveness.

Zhang Chu smiled angrily, leaned over to look at her with his hands on his waist: "One yard to one yard, I'd rather be pumped by you." ”

As soon as his eyes approached, Wen Ji avoided his gaze and said to him: "Then can you help or not?" ”

"It depends on the mood."

Wen Ji snorted angrily: "I know it's useless to beg you men!" ”

Zhang Chuyue washed her hands by the faucet, and was about to change her undershirt to her room to connect the network cable, when she suddenly passed by her bedroom and found that the door was open, and there was a cat under the desk.

Wen Ji knelt on her knees, had to collapse in order to get under the desk, her ass wrapped under her jeans pouted, and she staggered to find a network cable from the socket.

was about to follow the vine to find the switch, but when she turned around, a human wall that bent down suddenly blocked her way out!

Looking at each other, she knelt, he stood, Zhang Chuyue propped up on the edge of the table with one hand, leaned down to look at her, and there was a sporadic smile in his eyes: "If you enter my room without consent, should you whip your palms or buttocks?" ”