Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

"I do not want!"

Li Haitang buried her head in the quilt, showing half of her body. She just didn't want to drink it. Coptis chinensis was added to the soup, and if she drank a bowl, her mouth would have nothing but bitterness for a day.

It doesn't matter if she catches the wind and cold, her physical fitness is not bad, relying on her immunity, it will take about ten days and a half a month, and she must be fine.

"Hey, listen to me."

Xiao Lingchuan shook his head when he saw his wife cheating, seeing her running away from marriage and running into the deep mountains and old forests alone, he was really fearless, but it was unexpected that he hated drinking medicine so much.

"If you don't drink, I won't drink!"

Li Haitang refused very much in his heart, anyway, even if she didn't drink, Xiao Lingchuan couldn't do anything to her. She covered her ears and hid herself under the quilt, not wanting to listen to his persuasion at all.

There was a gust of cold wind outside the window, and the water droplets on the ground immediately turned into frost. There are two charcoal basins in the inner room, but neither of them can feel the warmth.

Xiao Lingchuan made a small red clay stove, with a thin-mouthed copper kettle on top to boil water, and two sweet potatoes on the bottom.

My wife is delicate, so I have to rely on coaxing, but because he is stupid, he can't speak, so he can only rely on actions.

"It's the twelfth lunar month, will Lushan Academy be able to take a rest in a few days?"

Students who go to the academy to study, including those from other places, must be given some advance notice, otherwise there would not even be a caravan passing by two days ago.

This chapter upload first at NovelUsb.Com

"Well, it's only a few days."

When it comes to Chinese New Year, Li Haitang is full of interest. She sees that many people have bought glutinous rice and red beans to make Lucheng's most distinctive sticky bean buns.

The people in Lucheng and Biancheng like this kind of food the most. Some people mix some black flour and cornmeal into it, and make it into several colors, each about the size of a fist.

After wrapping, put it outside to freeze, and heat up a few of them every time you eat stew, and you can make a winter's amount at a time.

Li Haitang likes this kind of feeling of preparing new year's goods happily, buying, buying and buying, it doesn't cost much money, but it can make him feel the strong atmosphere of Chinese New Year.

Paper-cutting, Spring Festival couplets, red lanterns, firecrackers, dried fruits, drinks, side dishes, she listed everything she could think of on the paper.

The first year after coming to Daqi will definitely be prosperous, and it also indicates that the coming year will be better than the previous year.

"So, when you get better from the cold, I'll take you to the market."

Xiao Lingchuan found a topic that his wife was interested in, and talked about what he had seen along the way.

The climate in the north and the south of Daqi is different, and there is a big difference in life. The south eats rice cakes during the New Year, while the north eats dumplings.

"Then how do the people in Kyoto celebrate the New Year?" Li Haitang held her chin. Anyway, in modern times, she can't feel the cultural differences and customs between the north and the south. Every New Year's Eve, she sits in front of the TV and waits for the annual Spring Festival Gala. She is often criticized and complained about, but she still doesn't want to miss it. This seems to be a habit, which has been integrated into her

In life.

"Let the river lanterns go."

Chinese New Year is a time for family reunion, the most important day of the year. Kyoto is in the south of Daqi, neither hot nor cold. River lanterns are put on on the first day of the first lunar month, and there is a lantern festival on the fifteenth day, which is more lively than the cold border towns.

"That's right. It's cold in the north. You'll be shivering when you go out. If you catch the wind and cold, you won't be energetic during the New Year."

Li Haitang nodded, thinking in her heart that she was more inclined to go back to Lijia Village. On New Year's Eve, she and her younger brother Li Jinhu had to pay homage to their parents, which was very important to her.

Taking someone else's daughter's body for no reason, some responsibilities must be borne, Li Haitang knows it well, and she really treats Li Jinhu as a relative.

"Miss, drink water."

The husband and wife talked a lot, Li Haitang was thirsty, she took the bowl that Xiao Lingchuan handed over, drank it down, and her expression twisted instantly.

Is this water! This is the bowl of bitter medicine soup! She just didn't pay attention, and the savage husband took advantage of the loopholes and changed the bowl to fool her.

Think of her, Li Haitang, who killed all directions, but capsized in this small gutter of savages.

"My lady, swallow it."

Xiao Lingchuan handed the candied fruit, explaining a cruel reality, "You only need to suffer once if you drink it, but if you vomit and have to drink another bowl, you will suffer twice."

Li Haitang: ...

Forget it, fight it out, it's a big deal, and he will still be a good man more than ten years later! Li Haitang closed his eyes, pinched his nose, and drank it all in one gulp.

After a while, she stared at Xiao Lingchuan faintly, and said for a long time, "Husband, this should be the longest thing you have said since we got married."

Xiao Lingchuan: ...why do you feel that something is weird? Is this the point?

The husband and wife reunited, and Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen were happy together. The dinner dishes were rich, not only meat and vegetables, but also a large plate of dumplings with leeks, eggs and meat.

"The beans are almost ready to be picked."

During the dinner, Uncle Chen reported the situation of the greenhouse. The leeks in the house grow the best, and after one crop is cut, there will be another crop.

After Xiao Lingchuan ate the dumplings, he knew his wife's great achievements in the past three months. She used the greenhouse to grow vegetables and bought a lot of sea worms.

"That's called sea cucumber, ginseng in the sea."

Li Haitang retorted, every time I heard about Hai Chongzi, I felt hairy, the name was too ugly!

It is best to have beans at home. She has already planned the food for tomorrow. In the morning, Uncle Chen went to the market to buy small ribs, and then chopped them into small pieces to make ribs with beans, adding some potatoes and fine flour.

When it is almost cooked, thin cakes are spread on top, one layer after another, and then vegetable soup is put into the cakes, which has a salty and light taste. When the time comes, it will be eaten with meat and vegetables, which is very fragrant.

This dish is called bean curd cake, and every household in the Northland can make it, but the conditions are limited, and few people can eat fine white noodles at home, so they stick corn cakes on the side of the pot.

Xiao Lingchuan was not keen on eating at all, he had been eating alone for many years, in a deserted place, and after hearing what his wife said, he suddenly became more appetizing.

When Xiao Lingchuan came back, Li Haitang slept soundly for the first time in months. With him by his side, she didn't have to worry about burglars at home. She leaned against his chest and breathed evenly.

In the darkness, Xiao Lingchuan hugged his wife's slender waist, ignoring the burning pain in his lower body, he silently looked sideways at her, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

The mountains and rain are about to come and the wind is all over the building. How long can the peaceful days last? Ever since the master told him about his background, everything has changed again.

In fact, Xiao Lingchuan had already made some guesses, but the result was not much different from what he thought.

Along the way, he tried his best to shake off the man in black who was chasing him. Once his identity was revealed, Li Haitang would be in danger.

He had thought that although the two were married, they were not married, but he was already unwilling to let go.

In the courtyard, there was a slight noise. Zhang Zheng was wearing night clothes, gritted his teeth, and couldn't fall asleep. As the magistrate of Lucheng, his news is better than that of the common people. The news of Li Haitang's husband's return spread like wildfire. Zhang Zheng thought of the wounds on her body when Li Haitang was caught by mistake. Could it be that her husband really hurt people?