MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 53

"Align here, the action is fast..." Chu Xiangtian said a few words, but did not hear the reaction of the people around him, strangely turned his head, just to the eyes of Fu Fu.

Touching the cheek, wondering: "I have something on my face?"

Fu Yan of the gods swims back in time, and there is a layer of blush from his cheeks to his ears. He shakes his head and stammers. "No, no..."

The young master’s face was full of panic, and the pupil was slightly enlarged because of the shock. He was wet and faint, and he was pitiful and lovely. Although he knew that he was lying, he was reluctant to continue questioning.

The reluctant Chu Xiangtian had to pretend that nothing happened. "Well, did you just hear it?"

Fu Yan shook his head with guilty conscience, just said something?

Patience again told him the main point of the fork fish, Chu Xiangtian lightly held his hand, Wen said: "I don't understand or care, I take you."

Fu Hao nodded and learned to bend over like him. His eyes turned around in the water to see which fish was the biggest.

Chu Xiangtian took a gesture and told him to wait for the fork--a particularly fat black-backed fish, and there was no sense of crisis in the water in front of them.

With a nod of coordination, Fu Wei tightened the branches in his hands.

At the same time, Chu Xiangtian also clenched his hand, aiming at the target, and steadily put the big harpoon up.

The fish in the water smashed and smashed. The big fish that was penetrated by the branches stretched out and struggled. Chu Xiangtian took the big fish that was still struggling and threw it to the shore. He said: "One more is enough for us to eat. ""

The two men concocted according to law, and soon caught another one. Fu Hao was like a child, could not help but jump and jump, the waves of water swayed to the distance and fled the fish.

Chu Xiangtian gave him the branch of the fish, and then bent down to let him pick it up.

Fu Wei is not happy and wants to go by himself. Chu Xiangtian pointed to the sharp stone on the shore and explained: "The stone on the shore is sharp and easy to stroke."

Unwilling to look at the shore, the scattered stones are really sharp, Fu Yan lips, sly smashed to Chu Xiangtian back.

Chu Xiangtian carried him ashore and took two large lotus leaves on the ground before he put him down.

The freshly picked lotus leaves are still fragrant, and Fu is sitting cross-legged on the top. Chu Xiangtian put two lotus pens in his hand. "When I wait, I will go to the firewood."

Playing with two lotuses, Fu Yan looked at the tall figure and walked slowly. I don’t know how suddenly my heart was filled with joy. Like just eating a candy, the whole person is sweet, if it is at home. Maybe you will be happy to roll on two rolls.

The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn’t be suppressed. Fu Wei let himself lift his lips and fingers peeled off the lotus seeds.

The fresh lotus seeds are big and round, and the faint green is also very gratifying. Fu Yan carefully peeled off the outer skin to reveal the white lotus seeds inside. He tasted one first, and the lotus seeds were crisp and sweet, even the lotus. The core has only a slight bitterness, and he continues to peel it off, putting the peeled lotus seeds on a clean lotus leaf.

When Chu Xiangtian came back with dry wood, he had already peeled off a large number of lotus seeds.

Not far from the dry wood, Chu Xiangtian saw the lotus in front of him, and smiled and said: "Why don't you eat?"

Fu Xiao smiled and waved at him. When Chu went to Tianyi, he was stuffed with a lotus seed with a fragrance.

The lotus seeds are crispy and sweet, but Chu Xiangtian feels that the throat is dry, and the lips still seem to have the touch of the little master's fingers. He narrows his eyes and lips, and Chu Xiangtian is low: "eat another."

Fu Yi did not know anything, and he gave him another one.

Satisfied enough to eat a few lotus seeds, Chu Xiangtian got up to prepare the grilled fish, used the branches to dig a shallow pit on the ground, the bottom is covered with dry leaves, and then the dry wood is piled up in the pit, then with fire The eclipse was on fire.

The weak flames slowly picked up, and Chu clap his hands to the sky, taking two big fish to the stream.

In fact, the former grilled fish, all washed and fired on the fire, marching to fight, how can this leisure time deal with too fine, but replaced by a young master, but he can not bear to eat such a rough thing.

I can’t wait to hold the young master in the palm of my hand. The natural treatment is different from other rough men.

Chu Xiangtian handled it very carefully. The fish guts and scales were cleaned. Two well-washed branches were washed, then sprinkled with salt and grilled on the fire.

"Where are you coming from?" Fu Yan was surprised.

Chu Xiangtian carefully turned the branches to control the heat, and said with a smile: "I used to have a fire and a salt on my body."

These are essential for marching. If you are sleeping in the wild, you can go for some wild food. On the battlefield, fire and salt can save lives at critical times.

Fu Wei didn't know what he thought of, and he cautiously asked: "Have you used to eat wild food outside?" Otherwise, you won't carry these things with you. It sounds like you haven't eaten up.

"Well, when I can't eat, I go outside to hunt. The fish in the river and the wild pheasant in the mountains... I have eaten." Chu Xiangtian turned his back to him and did not see the look on his face. He thought that he was curious, and he said that he was extraordinarily random. When he was surrounded by the enemy army and broke the grain, he even licked the bark of the grass roots. These are already good things for adding meals.

Fu Yu listened to the distressed, he used to live the life of Jinyi jade food, even in the most bitter years of the last life, because the host family is still kind, so it is also eaten.

When Chu Xiangtian came over with two grilled fish, he found that Fu Yan looked at his own eyes... strange.

The young master gave him a place to put the peeled lotus seeds into his arms and said with a sigh of relief: "You eat."

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

Picking up a lotus seed and feeding it into Fu's mouth, Chu Xiangtian smiled and said: "What happened?"

Fu Yan, with his lotus seeds shaking his head, wrapped the roast fish with a large lotus leaf. The big one was given to Chu Xiangtian, and he picked a small one and held it gently in his hand.

"Be careful of the fishbone." Chu Xiangtian picked out his own fishbone with clean branches, and then forcibly exchanged it with Fu, "You eat this, the big thorns are clean."

Looking at the white fish, and then looking at Chu Xiangtian who twisted his eyebrows and continued to pick the fishbone, Fu Yan’s lips licked, and the feeling of warmth screamed from the heart to the bottom of his eyes, rubbing his eyes and biting a bite of fish.

The fish is fragrant and tender. Except for the light salty taste, the fish itself is sweet. Chu Xiangtian treats the fish very cleanly. There is no smell at all. Fu Biao gass and eats fish quickly.

After eating in the hand, Chu Xiangtian will also roast the remaining three smaller ones. Fu Yu eats a small amount and only eats one. The rest are in the stomach of Chu Xiangtian.

The fire of the fire pit was extinguished, and a cloud of fire was spread over the horizon, and the red dragonfly occupied half of the sky.

"It's time to go back," Chu went down to Tianzhu, and wiped his hands and feet with Fu Yi, and took the shoes on the side to prepare for him.

"I came to myself..." Fu Yan retracted his foot under his robes, grabbed his shoes with red ears, and hurriedly put on himself, fearing that Chu Xiangtian insisted on wearing it for him.

The sunset was so heavy that the two slowly walked under the tree, and the warm red gleam blushed Fu's cheeks more and more.

Until I returned to Zhuangzi, the strange feeling of letting the heart beat and dissipate. It was too late, they rested on Zhuangzi for one night today, and Fu escaped into his house.

The next person raised the water and came in to bathe him. Fu Yan changed his clothes, and the whole sinking into the water, he exhaled a long breath.

After a tired day, after a shower and a soft coat, Fu Wei fell asleep with his quilt, but this night's dream seemed to be full of the smell of grilled fish.

The next day, I used breakfast, Chu Xiangtian left with Fu Wei, Zhou Chuanqing was left to take care of the people in the stockade, at least he had to wait until everyone was placed before he could leave.

Looking at the carriage that was far away, Zhou Chuan’s face was green, and Chu’s eyes were smashed a hundred times. In the end, he could only go back to the field to arrange the things in the field.

Fu Yu opened the curtain and looked out. I remembered that Zhou Chuanqing’s face was somewhat sympathetic and somewhat ridiculous. "How do you always bully Zhou Big Brother?"

Chu Xiangtian sat on the rut and drove the car. He snorted and dissatisfied: "I bully what he does, bully and bully you."

The meaning of this sentence is deep, Fu Yan's ear is a little hot, stretched out his hand, and his heart snorted, he no longer took care of him.

In the carriage, I arrived at Zhuangzi before noon. When Fu was away, it was sneaked away. Now I am very guilty when I come back. I am screaming at the Chu Xiangtian, and he is ready to sneak into the yard with a light movement.

"Where are you going?" When Fu Youqin, who heard the movement, came out to see it, he saw Fu Wei sneak into the yard like a thief, and he didn't have a good voice.

Fu Yan’s body was stiff, and he grinded to Fu Youqin’s side, and he screamed, “Mother.”

Fu Youqin clicked on his forehead. "Going out is still sneaky. If you want to go out, can I still lock you in the house?"

Fu Hao shook her arm, and her attitude was very good, and she was finally released.

"Fu Ji sent a message yesterday and said that there is something on the shop for you to deal with, let's go see it."

Fu Hao snorted and turned around to find Fu Ji.

I heard that Fu Hao came back, and Fu Ji also came over. The two men met in the middle of the road and went to the study together.

The news brought by Fu Ji is not bad news. Some people are worried. He is worried that Fu Youqin will be angry. This will not be until Fu Wei comes back.

"Wen Boli opened a new rice shop diagonally opposite to our rice shop." This is obviously to grab business, but also disgusting people.

Fu Yan brows up. "He still has to go to the door to guard?"

Fu Ji nodded, and his tone was a bit disgusting. "Go every day."

"You don't have to tell the mother and sister about this," Fu Yan said in a moment: "I will go back and deal with it. You will bring a few people to stay in front of Zhuangzi and let them spread their hearts on Zhuangzi."

Fu Ji was down and turned and arranged.

At midday, Fu Wei and Fu Youqin greeted each other, saying that there was something to be dealt with in the shop, so that they would continue to distract themselves in Zhuangzi, and they would return to Sifang Town with Chu Xiangtian.

Fu Wei went directly to the shop. The diagonally opposite was originally a shop selling sugar. Now it has been changed to “Wenjia Rice Shop”. Because of the new opening, the red plaque is still on the plaque. Wen Boli is welcoming at the door. Towards, happy.

Fu Yan looked at it in disgust, and he turned around, but he was shouted by the eye-catching smell. "Your age, when will your mother and son hide me?"

"If you stay away from us, you don't have to hide." Fu Yan said unceremoniously: "Don't hide away, I am afraid that my mother will see you dirty eyes."

Passing pedestrians curiously stopped to look at this side, Wen Bo Li rose his face, "You talk to your father like this?"

Fu Xiao laughed, "And the shackles of the shackles, what face do you have to call your father? And my current name is Fu, Fu's Fu, there is no relationship with you."

"You!" Wen Bo's face was green, listening to the whispering voices of the people around him, his face was even more embarrassing, and he could only return to the opposite side with a sleeve. "Don't regret it!"

Fu Wei is not afraid of him now. He snorted and said to the store: "Don't let him get close to the shop, I am afraid that he is dirty with Fu's land."

......

The sleeves were returned to the rice shop, and the tea on the table was replayed under the smell of Bo Li. The porcelain made a crisp crash, and the spilled tea ran down the coffee table. In the rice shop, all the people who came to buy rice, the rice shop opened today, bought two buckets of rice, and sent half a bucket, so there are many people in the rice shop.

The noise of Wen Bo Li was too big. The people in the shop secretly glared at the people behind the screen and talked to each other in a low voice. All kinds of sneak or curious eyes fell on the body, and the sorcerer was like a thorn in the back. He couldn’t help but sit for a moment and left with his sleeves.

The newly-built house is on the East Street, and the three-entry house is not small, but there are people who are surrounded by three religions, and they can’t be quiet all the time. Unwilling to go home, Wen Bo Li simply went to the brothel to drink.

There are two girls who can sing songs. The gentleness of tenderness is also more pleasing than the woman who remembers the name all the time. Wen Boli is drinking on the bamboo couch, and the two girls sing on him. Give him a glass of wine from time to time...

Wenxiang soft jade, wine and beauty, as if all the frustrations and troubles are far away from him, Wen Bo Li mixed into the evening, the sky has dimmed, only to wear good clothes, stuffed two silver coins to the girl's chest, twisted down the stairs Come back home.

After he and Fu Youqin, he didn’t have to hold back, listen to the song and drink and play with the woman. No one dared to take care of him. He didn’t have to know the broken things all the time. Wen Boli smiled twice. The low voice in my mouth said: "You will regret it, you will regret it..."

He twisted and leaned against the wall. Under the root of the wall, he didn't know that it was the water that fell. Wen Boli didn't pay attention to stepping on it. He fell heavily. He climbed up and slammed his scorpion and no one responded. He could only snoring and squatting home.

Husband and his son did not go home, Bai Ruihe was anxious at home, and when he heard the movement at the door, he hurried to the door.

Wen Bo Li opened the door and saw Bai Ruihe who smiled to help him. He pushed the person away and looked dark and sullen: "Do you even laugh at me?"

The smile on the face of Bai Ruihe froze, and the instinct took a step back. "Smell, are you drunk?"

Wen Bo Li heard this sound "small brother", his eyes suddenly suffocated, the jug in his hand slammed into Bai Ruihe, and then the whole person rushed to put Bai Ruihe on the ground.

"I blame you for this monk!"

Wen Bo Li slaps a slap in her face, and the crisp slap in the face awakens Bai Ruihe, who is scared, and she screams like a singer, but Wen Bo Li is much stronger than her, and she will die. The man suppressed, vented and fanned her, and was still drunk and said: "If it weren't for you, how could I fall to the point of today!?"

"Hey, hey! I killed you!"

Wen Boli smashed his hand, and Bai Ruihe’s cheeks were swollen. He could only scream and grab him with his nails. Wen Boli was caught by her, and drunken stood up and licked her, then swayed. Go back to the house.

Bai Ruihe barely supported the body and sat up. Her combed hair was completely ripped, and her cheeks were swollen on both sides. She suddenly widened her eyes and finally groaned with a low face.

She thought that as long as she took someone from Fu Youqin, she would be able to live a prosperous life, have a smart son, and have a husband who loves her. This is what she dreamed of for more than a decade, but now everything is changed.

The nails are stuck in the palm of your hand, and the heart is not like the rising tide, roaring like crazy.

"Mother?" The drunken smell came in from the door of the big open, and saw Bai Ruihe sitting on the ground with scattered hair.

Bai Ruihe raised his face, the redness on his face scared him, and the wine also woke up a bit. In the past, the people were helped. "Who is playing?"

"You oh..." Bai Ruihe cried and swallowed. Wenming Ming drank the wine and heard a smoldering fire from his heart. "I will take you to him!"

"No..." Bai Ruihe stayed with him and pleaded: "We still have to live by him. Mother is fine, just a little hurt... You told him to drink today..."

Wen Zheming had a sudden pain in the temple. He drank a lot of wine, or, after being released, he had been soaking in the jar and using wine to paralyze himself.

After nearly two months in prison, his great future was completely ruined. If it wasn’t for Wen Bo Li... he would not fall to this point!

Now Wen Boli even dared to dislike their mother and son, and Wen Ming smiled twice. "If he dies, we don't have to rely on him."

Bai Ruihe was frightened by his expression. After swearing, he persuaded: "The killing is to pay for it. As long as he is ill, it is not the same for us to dispose of."

Wen Zeming glanced at her and her eyes showed the same eager light.

*****

After being ridiculed by Fu Wei in the public, Wen Bo Li did not appear in front of Fu Jia Da, Fu Fu was very satisfied. However, after two days of Ann’s birthday, Wen’s rice shop began to lick moths.

In return for the matter, Wen Jia Mi shop has pushed the price down by nearly half.

The people are naturally picking up cheap ones. Although the rice that smells the rice shop is always mixed with a lot of chaff, even if it is, it is cost-effective to lower the price by half.

Managerial tone hate, "The business in the shop is a lot worse, there are a few big households, it seems that they have also been bought by Wenjia. This month, when they arrived at the appointment, they did not come to get food. Xiao Er said that they saw them go to Wenjia. Rice shop went."

Fu Yan frowned, and Wen Bo Li would make a guess as he could, but he did not expect that Wen Bo Li was more stupid than he expected.

Depressing the price of rice to deliberately disgust him, and rushing to the business with Fu's rice shop, this is simply the act of hitting the stone. Even if Fu Jiami shop can't sell a grain of rice, the Fu family behind it can support it, but Wen Bo Li is different. Fu Hao dares to bet that he can't hold it for a month.

"It doesn't matter, you let him sell." Fu Xiao smiled and said: "You look for a few people, go to Fujiami shop to buy rice, by the way, look at the price can not be pressed, can press the best, can not buy can be how much is how much ""

I didn't understand what he meant, and he was hesitant to hear. "What do we buy for this rice? We have a lot of piles in our warehouse."

Fu Hao waved his hand and now he couldn’t tell him clearly. He could only fool: "Listen to me."

The East has the final say, and the manager has to leave with a doubt in his stomach to do the things of Fu Wei’s account.

Fu Hao was happy to turn around in the house for two rounds. He said that Wen Bo Li was reading a stupid stupidity. He was able to rush to give him food at this juncture. He only hoped that he would not live alive until next year.

"What good thing, laughing so happy?"

Chu Xiangtian came in and sent a letter to the young master. As a result, he saw his laughing eyes bent.

Fu Hao made a mysterious blink of an eye. "You will know it later."

Chu Xiangtian pinched his face and handed the letter to him. "The letter sent from Zhuangzi, you see."

The wax seal was dismantled, and there was a ditch diagram inside. The drawing shop was laid out with two feet square. The top of the farmland and the river were drawn in detail, and the ditch that needs to be excavated was marked with cinnabar.

The location of each ditch and why it is chosen here are carefully explained below the drawings. Fu has seen a lot of water-related books and counted as a half-hanger, but it can be seen that this picture does have The door, but he is not very accurate, he turned to ask Chu Xiangtian, "Do you understand? How do you feel?"

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

Where did I know that the letter could be brought to myself? Chu Xiangtian calmly responded, "I think it is feasible."

Fu Hao also felt that it was feasible to tighten the drawings in the envelope. "That must be called by Zhuangzi, and you have to discuss how many people need to be with the silver."

I didn't expect him to implement it so soon, that is, Chu Xiangtian took the envelope and calmly said: "Then you need to calculate how much silver, I will look at this picture."

Fu Hao did not agree, he strode away.

Did not go to the main entrance, Chu Xiangtian went out from the side door, went directly to the county.

The Ministry of Industry and the Minister of the Ministry of State and the county magistrate are negotiating the progress of the dock project. I did not expect that Chu Xiangtian suddenly came over and quickly got up and saluted.

"Look at this." Chu Xiangtian handed the ditch map to the sincere and fearful Ministry of Industry, "Is there a problem?"

The Ministry of Industry and Assistants carefully read the drawings and saw it carefully. Although the drawings were rough, but there was no major problem, he carefully asked: "Where is this to open the ditch?"

Hearing that he had no problem, Chu Xiangtian was relieved, and put the drawings together and explained with the mouth: "Fu Jiazhuang is ready to open the ditch, you are not in charge of this? Just let you take the check and avoid the leak."

Minister of Industry: "..." I don't just manage water, I can manage more.

The expression of the county magistrate is also difficult to say. The king of the king knows that the young man is on the battlefield. He has repeatedly won many battles and made the foreigners feel sorrowful. It is a **** of war for the great Chu, or the younger brother of the present, in the capital city. No one dares to say a typo when walking sideways.

Fortunately, this blasphemy stayed at the border for many years, and rarely came back. Everyone could put their hearts into their stomachs, but I didn’t expect to see this **** in the capital, but I saw it in the small square town.

The minister of the Ministry of Industry and the county magistrate bite the ear. "Where is Fu San?" It sounds very much valued by Wang Ye.

The county magistrate saw the Wen Bo Li file, and he was naturally impressed. He coughed aloud. In the end, he did not dare to tell Fu’s secret under the eyes of Chu Xiangtian. So he coughed and made a later appearance for him. Say the eyes again.

However, he did not provoke Chu Xiangtian, but Chu Xiangtian noticed him. "Are you a new county magistrate?"

The county magistrate nodded, and the channel was "yes".

Chu Xiangtian is not very satisfied: "The farmland water conservancy in Sifang Town is originally the responsibility of the parents. Now, the people have to pay for themselves. You are not doing a city job..."

The county magistrate almost gave him a face-to-face. He was only less than a month old. Although he was determined to rectify local government affairs, he was only able to step by step. He is now said by Chu Xiangtian that he can only admit mistakes. It is the negligence of the job, and the job will definitely put the water conservancy construction on the agenda as soon as possible to benefit the people."

Chu Xiangtian was satisfied with leaving.

The minister of the Ministry of Industry sympathizes with the county magistrate who is soft on the ground. "It can be said now, where is Fu Jia sacred?"

The county magistrate wiped a sweat from his forehead and told him about Fu’s affairs.

The assistant minister of the Ministry of Industry was amazed, and he did not mention him a few words. "It seems that the relationship between Wang Ye and Fu Jia is good. You may want to be smart in the future. There are many people in the city who want to please Wang, but apart from a few The grown-up family, no one can make the prince so hearty."

The county magistrate nodded and remembered Fu Jiaqiang in his heart.

Chu Xiangtian took the drawings back, and Fu Hao still had a Zhuangzi who needed to excavate the canals in the study.

Putting the envelope on the desk, Chu Xiangtian looked at the Zhuangzi that he listed and frowned slightly. "These fields have to excavate the canals?"

Fu Hao nodded and must also dig up this year. There are a lot of Zhuangzi in Fu's family. I want to dig all the way down this year. He can only take advantage of the relatively large number of Zhuangzi.

Chu Xiangtian wants to be more and more strange. Although it is a good thing to increase grain output, it is not a trivial matter to open a ditch. It is time-consuming and laborious. He can't figure out why Fu is so anxious.

"Why are you so anxious? It is better to let the government host more effort."