Du Heng, who was kneading the dough, shook his hands, and he turned his head to Qin Xiaoman who was standing aggressively by the door: "Why did you ask this all of a sudden?"
He guessed that he might have met someone from the village while he was going out.
Qin Xiaoman panted and threw the picked vegetables on the stove: "Just tell me and ask."
Du Heng put down what he was doing, and wiped his hands on the apron around his waist, thinking that he could Tell him, but: "How do you say this in the open sky, don't be ashamed."
Qin Xiaoman was reprimanded, but Du Heng's voice was gentle, and it didn't hurt him at all. On the contrary, it made him more curious, like It's a thing that everyone knows, only he is kept in the dark.
"Why can't we talk about it?"
He was worried, and grabbed Du Heng's hand full of flour: "Say it quickly!" "
Say it at night."
"No, I want to know now!"
Qin Xiaoman hugged Du Heng behind him. Du Heng's waist, he is not allowed to do other things.
Du Heng was tightly bound by him, and said helplessly: "Let me wash your hands."
Qin Xiaoman then let go.
Du Heng was washing his fingers thinking about how to tell him about it, he wiped his hands and called Qin Xiaoman back to the room.
Looking at Qin Xiaoman who blinked and looked expectant, like an innocent deer, his face was a little hot.
Du Heng leaned close to Qin Xiaoman's ear and whispered a few words.
Qin Xiaoman tilted his head slightly, and raised his ears higher, trying to hear Du Heng's words clearly, but moved too close to Du Heng's soft lips.
The light and warm air between the words brushed over his ear tips, like spring willows blowing the river, creating a layer of ripples.
"do you understand?"
After Du Heng finished speaking, he pursed his lips, and the roots of his ears were already red.
"Ah?"
Qin Xiaoman looked at Du Heng and blinked guiltyly, but he didn't listen to a word.
"..."
Du Heng paused, thinking that what he said might be too euphemistic for my brother to understand.
He couldn't help but feel a headache, and always felt that it was a bit difficult to teach this kind of thing, especially the teacher had a thin skin and lack of experience.
"How about this? I'll go to the county seat, and I'm going to buy some seeds for planting, and I'll buy you some books by the way."
Du Heng put his palm on Qin Xiaoman's thin back, comforting and discussing.
"Will this be mentioned in the book?"
"Yes."
Du Heng was sure.
Qin Xiaoman is impatient, he wants to know now, but seeing his husband's embarrassment, he understands it.
He just told Cui Qiuyue, how could Du Heng know this.
Also told him that men are born with it.
"Then I'll just go buy it."
"No, I'll go."
Qin Xiaoman scratched the back of his head, going to the county seat was not a hard job, so he didn't argue with Du Heng: "Okay, then I'll give you the money."
Du Heng stroked Qin Xiaoman's messy hair: "I have money, so the books don't cost much."
It's still such a low-end book.
Originally, I didn't go to the county town on ordinary days when there was no important matter, and today is not on February 46, but Qin Xiaoman still urged Du Heng to go to the county town, telling him to bring his things home.
He wanted to drive Du Heng to the county seat in an ox cart, but Du Heng said that this kind of thing should not be done with great fanfare, and it would be better to go in a low-key way.
Qin Xiaoman naturally listened to him.
"I'll go and come back quickly. You can dig some wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain with your basket. I'll make wontons for you again."
Qin Xiaoman nodded happily when he heard this. He was even happier with fresh meat wontons.
Du Heng knew his temperament, and he would have to wait at home when he left, so it was better to find something for him to do to pass the time so that he would not be in a hurry.
There are more and more wild vegetables in March.
Shepherd's purse, alfalfa, water celery, dandelion, and plantain have all come out one after another.
People with less fields do not have enough vegetables to eat at home, so they have to dig some spring wild vegetables to fill their stomachs. The laborers with a large family go out to work in the field, such as women and children, they go out to dig wild vegetables.
One is that wild vegetables are fresh and tender, and they don’t cost money. Second, spring plowing is a long and hard work. The female brother who is in charge of meals at home must try her best to feed her labor, so that there is hope for autumn harvest.
Qin Xiaoman didn't have the time to dig wild vegetables in previous years. There was never enough time to dig wild vegetables in his own land, so he didn't have time to do other things. During spring plowing, he always worked day and night to catch up with the progress of the season.
But his life is going well, three meals a day are not missed, and there are hot meals waiting for him when he pulls the cattle home like other people's homes, and this year he even dug up the wasteland.
When he reached the foot of the mountain with the basket, he realized that many people in the village were here, like cabbage growing in the field, squatting here and squatting there.
The small shovel digs up the fresh and tender wild vegetables one by one, shakes the soil on the stone and throws it into the basket.
Qin Xiaoman thought that there were not many people, but unexpectedly it was very lively.
The barren grass at the foot of the mountain has been trampled down, and there are traces of new soil dug by the shovel everywhere. He also thought about digging some fragrant shepherd's purse for stuffing. Seeing this momentum, it would be good to dig up two of them. .
The villagers who were digging vegetables couldn't help but craned their necks to take a look when they saw someone coming again, and murmured: "Why is Brother Man coming here? He still needs two wild vegetables to eat at home?
" Fighting for two wild vegetables is completely disregarding the life and death of the poor."
The head whispered a few words, and someone said at the top of his voice: "Brother Man, I heard that your family has cleared all the land on hand this year. So many Have you finished planting the land by yourself?"
Qin Xiaoman heard the reputation and went to see Mr. Kong's husband, a cousin of his little parents' family, who called himself little uncle.
When his father passed away in the past, he wanted to borrow land from him to grow crops, but he only said the loan, and didn't mention how to share the remuneration. Qin Xiaoman guessed that he wanted to use it for nothing. Naturally, he refused to agree to the loan for nothing.
Seeing that he was not good at talking, he changed his words and said that he would be given one stone per acre of crops grown in the field. Qin Xiaoman knew that his family's thin land could only produce two stones of grain per acre. How could this little uncle be so generous? , he let it be empty and did not borrow it.
It is true that he is decisive and not thoughtful in doing things by himself, but it can save him from arguing about the land in the future. Qin Xiaoman has also experienced a lot. Some unreasonable people borrowed the land from relatives to plant it, and the planting is their own.
Qin Xiaoman doesn't know if his little uncle also has this kind of thoughts in view of his loneliness. In short, after a few years, he still misses his land. He didn't succeed in these years, but he often said behind his back that he was domineering and unfilial. , thought he didn't know.
But when Du Heng came, he found out what he knew, and there was no hope, and he couldn't help but feel strange.
"I'm married, how can I be alone."
Kong Fulang laughed: "I've seen that little man of yours when he was eating noodles. He has thin skin and tender meat. Not to mention, I thought he was a brother." After two glasses of wine, you can't stand still, so can you carry a hoe to help you plow the land?"
Everyone laughed when they heard the teasing.
Qin Xiaoman wasn't annoyed either, he just liked Du Heng's appearance, but he didn't like Du Heng's appearance if he was given a burly and tall one.
"Didn't he buy a cow for me? It doesn't take much effort."
After Qin Xiaoman finished speaking, he turned to look at Kong Fulang again: "Didn't the third little brother in my uncle's family also make an appointment, and the dowry will be given to me?" Is it quite a lot?”
Kong Fulang was stopped by a rhetorical question, and said with an unnaturally sour expression: “We poor people are no match for you.”
Qin Xiaoman said bluntly: “Then you still despise me My husband, I thought that my uncle's son-in-law is very good, so it seems that my uncle has high eyesight and doesn't look down on any man."
Kong Fulang's face turned blue and white, and he didn't speak again.
The people around watching the excitement covered their mouths and laughed.
Kong Fulang couldn't hold back even more, and simply went to another field with the basket on his arm.
Qin Xiaoman snorted softly, continued digging wild vegetables for a while, and went home in the afternoon.
It was a coincidence that as soon as the front foot entered the yard, Du Heng came back with the back foot.
He hurried up to greet him: "How about it, have you bought it yet?"
Du Heng nodded slightly.
"Then give it to me quickly!"
Du Heng pressed Qin Xiaoman's paw: "I'm still carrying something, why worry."
Hearing this, Qin Xiaoman hurriedly picked up what Du Heng was carrying, and ran into the house.
Du Heng brought back a catty of fresh pork and some bean seeds, and filled a small sack with miscellaneous things. Qin Xiaoman carried the grass and reckoned that it might weigh two or three catties.
Although he was curious about Du Heng buying these, but he was more eager to ask for the books. When his father used to teach him how to read and write with the books, he turned around and ran away, but he begged for the books anxiously. Can't tell.
Du Heng took out a finger-thick booklet from his arms, and Qin Xiaoman snatched it before handing it out.
It unfolded in a hurry and directly, and did not start from the first page.
He buried his head to read the contents of the book, his eyes widened inadvertently, and then closed with a snap.
Looking at Du Heng with round eyes, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva as if in a daze.
Du Heng looked at the shock and disbelief in his eyes, guessing that this person might have flipped through the pictures all at once, he coughed dryly, and reached out to take the book back: "Are you shocked?" Qin Xiaoman
thought Looking at the appearance of the entangled villain in the album, there is only a figure without a painted face, and the face looking down at Du Heng is replaced by the blank villain's face, and suddenly the face is a little hot.
No wonder Du Heng had to lie on his body on the night of their marriage.
For the first time, he was a little shy, but also a little excited, and put the booklet under his arm: "I'll take a look at it myself, you, you can be face-to-face first, and then I'll make wontons with you." Du Heng
squeezed Qin Xiaoman's hand: "Let's see it tonight."
Qin Xiaoman pushed Du Heng directly to the kitchen: "Go quickly, I'm hungry."
As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed into the room by himself.
Du Heng stood where he was, looked at Qin Xiaoman who was running like a monkey, and then glanced at some wild vegetables in the basket.
He sighed helplessly, he has just become a tool man.