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date="2021-09-25"

title="Chapter 3"

weight="136630"

series = ["Carrying a Hoe to Cultivate"]

mode = "manual"

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The next day, Xia Yi was hungry and woke up. found out if this body is too hungry, flustered and short of breath as soon as stomach is empty, and no matter how sound sleep, will wake up immediately.

The yard was silent. Xia Yi lay on the bed and remembered that Gu Wen had said he was going out today, so she got up. Rubbing his stomach, go to the kitchen to see what to eat.

Uncovering the lid of the pot, there was nothing. Open the cupboard, only half a bowl of noodle soup leftover from last night. Gu Wenzhu seemed to have instructed him to cook and eat today by himself, so he lifted the lid of the rice noodle jar in the corner and looked inside. There was more than half of the rice noodle jar.

Looking into the stove's eyes again, he squatted aside and began to worry.

"179, is it feasible for us to cook a meal together?"

Xia Yi is an old son who was spoiled by his parents since he was a child. When his parents passed away, he was already at work. He made a painter and stayed in the studio every day. When he was hungry, he ate takeout and called a group.

After a while, black smoke billowed in the kitchen, Xia Yi's eyes flushed, and she coughed and rushed out of it.

"179, you can't even cook food."

"179, I found that your system is really useless at all. Doesn't your system industry need to evaluate your business level?"

System: Host, I can only tell you how to cook until you make a good fire.

......

As the sun sets, cooking smoke rises from the distant houses, adding a lot of smoke to the village surrounded by mountains.

Gu Wen carried a big basket on his back, carrying a big baggage in his hands, and jumped out of the old Zhangtou's carriage. From the mountain road here, turn a big bend and you can see the village.

As soon as turned the corner, saw a thin figure standing under the old tree at the entrance of the village, looking forward to it in this direction. Seeing him from a distance, the man rushed over, his fat clothes swaying in the wind.

Xia Yi rushed over to Gu Wen with excitement, and yelled as he ran: "Brother Zhu, you are back, I want to die."

Gu Wen was stunned after hearing the words, his hands and feet froze in place at a loss. He wanted to turn his head and leave, but found that it was not suitable, so he had to hold onto the baggage in his hand tightly.

Xia Yi ran to Gu Wenzhu in one breath: "Aren't you tired? Have you eaten yet? Are you hungry? Walk around, hurry home to cook and eat."

Gu Wen opened his mouth one by one to say something, closed his mouth again, and walked home with a straight face, Xia Yi followed closely behind him.

After returning home, Gu Wen put down his baggage and went into the kitchen one by one. Seeing the dry wood stuffed in the stove without leaving a gap, he gradually frowned.

The dry wood was burnt black but not burned.

"What did you eat today?" Gu Wen asked questioningly.

"Punch noodle soup."

"But the half bowl left in the cupboard?"

"En." Xia Yi lowered his head in shame.

Gu Wenzhu didn't say anything. He went back to the hall and opened the furoshiki. He took out an oil-paper bag and handed it to Xia Yi: "Push the mat first, and eat later."

Xia Yi opened the oil paper bag, and inside were two greasy meatloaf with a fragrant aroma. Suddenly became energetic, quickly picked up one and handed it to Gu Wenzhu: "Brother Zhu, you also eat."

Gu Wen shook his head one by one, and walked straight to the kitchen: "I have eaten."

Xia Yi had eaten half a bowl of noodles that day. She was so hungry that her breasts were pressed against her belly. Now she just took a bite of the meatloaf she touched.

Want to cry.

Although the two patties were eaten, Xia Yi felt that he could stick to two more bowls for dinner.

"Tomorrow I will go and clean up the old house, you will live there, and you will come to me to eat in the future." After Gu Wen put down the dishes and chopsticks one by one, he watched Xia Yi mix the rest of the vegetable juice in the rice. Belly, said lightly.

With rice in her mouth, Xia Yi was speechless, so she nodded vigorously.

"179, Brother Chase is really great, I must repay him well in the future."

After dinner, Gu Wen went through the baggage one by one, took out two sets of new clothes and handed them to Xia Yi: "I don't know what my brother likes, so let the boss choose one for me. You take it and replace it. Bar."

Remembering that when he was choosing clothes in a clothing store, the boss kept saying things like your brother can really enjoy the blessing, Gu Wenzhu's face was still a little unnatural.

Xia Yi rubbed his hands and took the clothes: "Masters wear whatever you like. I don't pick, I can just wear the clothes."

After finishing speaking, he went into the back room with her clothes in her hands.

The clothes are knee-length cloth shirts. The workmanship is pretty good, and there is no need to pick the cutting needles. After getting dressed, Xia Yi looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

"179, does it look good?"

"It looks good, especially the waist. It's a great pinch." 179 seized the opportunity to express a wave of good feelings.

Xia Yi touched her chin with her hand, with a hint of suspicion: "Good-looking is good-looking, but the color is a bit...Isn't this gay purple?"

He has been a little sensitive to these lately.

"Where are those in this world? You think too much."

"Right."

Wearing new clothes, Xia Yi walked outside the house happily, yelling for Brother Zhu as he walked, and then stood at the door with a smile.

Gu Wen was adjusting the plowshare in the yard one by one. He raised his head when he heard Xia Yihuan, and was startled when his eyes met Xia Yi.

I saw him standing there in his newly fitted clothes, slender figure, pliable waist, handsome eyebrows but with a man's handsomeness. The setting sun softly fell on his body, covering him with an orange halo even more.

In the past few days, Xia has not been a dirty beggar, or is wearing Gu Wenzhu's unfit clothes. After packing up like this, he is indeed a very handsome brother.

Xia Yi walked up to Gu Wenzhu and smiled and asked, "How's it going?"

Gu Wenyi didn't answer, but he opened his eyes instantly.

Then he said: "I'll go and take a look in the ground." Without looking back, he walked out of the yard quickly.

At night, lightning flashed and thunderstorms poured down, and the whole village was covered with a thick rain curtain. Water was rushing outside the window, roof tiles were clinked, and occasionally there was the rumbling of distant rocks collapsing.

Xia Yi was so quarreled that she could not fall asleep tossing about in the bed. He heard Gu Wenzhu in dimness as if she got up and left the courtyard, and returned after more than half an hour.

The next morning, when Xia Yi was awakened by a bird song, the rain had stopped, and there was still dripping rain under the eaves.

In the hall, Gu Wen was sitting among the piles of bamboo, using a machete to repair the bamboo strips one by one.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Gu Wen said without looking back: "One of the walls of the old house was soaked in water and the stone fell. It is unpopular. You can live here. I will make another bamboo couch. Sleeping on a bamboo couch." After a pause, he said, "Breakfast is left in the pot, you are going to eat it."

With a cry, Xia Yi-oh, went to the kitchen to serve a bowl of porridge, and used chopsticks to skew three large steamed buns, walked carefully, and squatted at the door to watch Gu Wen make a bamboo couch.

Gu Wenzhu's hand has wide joints, slender fingers and thick calluses on his palms. The cuffs were rolled up, revealing the brown forearms with strong muscles and smooth lines. The bamboo slices were flipped flexibly under his hand, and they were put into the frame of the bamboo couch made of wood by him.

Which man doesn't like to watch manuals and excavators?

Xia Yi was fascinated, moved forward, squatting across from Gu Wen, staring intently while chewing on the buns.

Gu Wenzhu's movements gradually slowed down, and then he turned sideways and turned his back to Xia Yi.

Xia Yi moved again, this time to Gu Wenzhu's side, and squatted down side by side.

Under the fiery gaze, Gu Wen finally stopped working in his hands and turned his head to stare at him.

Xia Yi snorted a mouthful of porridge, raised her chin to the bamboo stick with her mouth bulging, meaning you to continue.

Gu Wen let out a deep breath, staring at the corner silently, as if tolerating something. Then he put down the bamboo strips in his hand, and piled them all in the corner of the door. I got up and went to the kitchen to pick up a few steamed buns and a pot of water into the cloth pocket, then lifted the plow, "I went down to the ground."

The voice was muffled, as if not too happy and as if it were unnatural.

"Host, don't you hurry up and get familiar with the business?" 179's voice sounded.

......

"Brother Zhu, wait!" As soon as Gu Wen led the cow out of the village, Xia Yi chased up panting.

"Brother Zhu, I'm going to see you farm."

Xia Yi panted, running flush with a flush on her face, and she also carried a cloth pocket with steamed buns and water in her hand. After hearing the words, Gu Wen paused, closing his mouth again when he wanted to say something, and continued walking forward with no expression, Xia Yi quickly followed.

Passing by a small river outside the village, several people were washing clothes by the river. When the two of Xia Yi passed by, they all stared at him.

Gu Wen hurriedly stepped up, and separated a dozen steps from Xia Yi.

"Gu Wenzhu, this is Li Xiu'er's nephew?" A woman straightened up and shouted to this side.

Li Xiu'er is Gu Wenzhu's dead stepmother and Xia Yi's cheap aunt.

Gu Wen greeted him indifferently, and continued to speed up his pace. It seemed that there was something chasing him behind him, and the cows were pulled all the way to a trot.

"Oh, he looks so handsome." A group of women began to laugh.

Xia Yi also smiled friendly at them, and noticed that there were two thin men with red moles on their foreheads and powdered fat inside.

"179, don't tell me that's brother."

"That's the same brother as you, host."

"..."

Xia Yi stepped down and looked at the two brothers secretly without a trace. When they saw them laughing, she naturally raised her hand to cover her mouth.

......

"System, is there really no way to cultivate the immortal world?"

"There's no way, host."

When he turned around, he found that Gu Wenzhu had gone out of sight. He hurried to catch up, and after turning a corner, he found him waiting there with a cow.

Seeing Xia Yi's figure, Gu Wen walked into the ground keeping a distance of more than ten steps.

"179, to be honest, Gu Wenzhu's reaction makes me feel like a woman."

"Host, you are really sensitive, I think Gu Wenzhu is normal." 179 quickly retorted, letting the host clear up his doubts and farm with peace of mind.

"Maybe since I knew this is a perverted world, and I'm still a brother, my mentality has collapsed a bit." Xia Yi sighed, feeling a little sad.

"Host, you have to adjust your mentality, don't be suspicious of everything." 179 calmed him.

......

In the ground, Gu Wen began to smash the ground one by one. Under his control, the plough smashed through the black ground.

Xia Yi sat on the edge of the ridge, carefully studying every step and memorizing every movement.

"179, the plowshare needs a 45° angle."

"179, use the principle of leverage to press down the plowshare."

"Host, you have to drive the cow with the whip in one hand. I don't think the plowshare is so easy to press."

"179, you see that he stepped on the ground barefoot, he might encounter earthworms and the like, I feel I can't do it a bit."

"At that time I can mosaic all the earthworms."

"But there will be a touch."

"I will block your physical feelings."

One person, one system, while watching Gu Wen's arable land, started a lively academic discussion in his mind.

......

Gu Wenzhu feels that ploughing this small piece of land today is the hardest farming in history. The two eyes on the ridge on the left that had been stuck to him were so hot that he had forgotten to drive the cattle several times, and he didn't let his hands and feet behave.

Why doesn't this guy know that he is ashamed? Staring at the man, his eyes look good.

Turning his head to stare at him, he smiles sweetly at you instead.

I know he is interesting to me, but only a few days have I got along with him? Every day I try every means to seduce myself.

Where is the look of a brother?

Really shameless.