The Big Farmer of Time Traveling

Chapter 365 Confinement

After finishing speaking, King Xiaoyao took a soiled bamboo bag and happily carried the potatoes he had dug to go to Lin's house. There were still sweet potato fields and soybean fields left, which can be seen in the afternoon.

"No, no, you have come from a long way. I will treat you to lunch today. I hope Master Zhao and your husband don't dislike the poor food at home." Lin Huzi waved his hands quickly.

From Lin Huzi's point of view, he was very embarrassed for misunderstanding him just now. If he really took the money for potatoes and meals, he might really have to take off his face and put it in the box as Lin Xiazhi said once. Only in the trouser pocket can you hide your shame.

Xiaoyao Wang laughed: "Haha, that's fine, Brother Huzi, I won't refuse you if you are so enthusiastic."

King Xiaoyao hadn't heard anyone say how the Lin family's food tasted, but he thought that since Piaoxiang Shili was opened by the Lin family, the Lin family's craftsmanship should be good.

Unexpectedly, when he actually ate the food on the Lin family's dining table, Xiaoyao Wang immediately decided to continue to eat at the Lin family's house in the next few days when he was in Lin's family village.

Every grain of rice has a special fragrance, which tempts him to eat them. Pork ribs and potatoes are perfectly combined with seasoning. Whether it is meat or potatoes, it is delicious in the mouth. After making his favorite fish into sour and spicy fish with pickled cabbage, he actually ate a big bowl.

What I ate in Jufulou yesterday was more the aroma of various seasonings. The taste is so good that it makes people drool. The taste of the meal made by the Lin family is even more unique, which completely stimulates the freshness of the ingredients themselves. Let Xiaoyao Wang can't help but think of the enjoyment of soaking in a hot spring pool in winter and drinking a small wine, which makes people even more unable to stop their chopsticks.

Lin Huzi had to work in the fields on weekdays, and he ate a lot at every meal, but he didn't think Xiaoyao Wang ate too much. Seeing him put down his chopsticks, he asked him if he was full.

"I'm full." When he stopped, he realized that he had eaten too much. Potatoes could have been eaten as a staple food, and he ate a large bowl of rice with pickled fish. The situation is better, "Your family's cook is really amazing, but simple ingredients can make such an extraordinary taste."

"This is made by my eldest husband, and I also think Yusheng's food is really delicious." Lin Huzi agreed very much.

Now that Yang Yusheng is busy, most of the time he no longer cooks himself, so every time Yang Yusheng cooks, he can't help but eat an extra bowl.

On the other side, Li Xiu and Yang Yusheng, who were dining with Wang Fulang in the backyard, couldn't resist adding half a bowl more because they watched Wang Fulang eat two full bowls of rice.

Wang Fulang, who ate too much again, rubbed his stomach: "Yu Sheng, your cooking skills are simply amazing. It tastes much better than those cooks in my family who paid a lot of money to cook."

Yang Yusheng smiled shyly: "As long as Husband likes it."

After finishing speaking, Wang Fulang thought of the Xiaoyao Wang in front of him. He didn't know what happened to the prince. He was just told by the doctor yesterday, so he couldn't be careless and overwhelmed.

After that day, King Xiaoyao and Princess Wang went to Linjiacun to report every day, watching the villagers harvest crops, and when he got interested, he even went to the field to try a few times, but he almost hurt his foot, and the children in the village laughed at him.

The guard next to him felt tense when he saw this scene. Although his lord has a good temper, he would be angry if he was teased by these ignorant dolls like this?

As a result, Xiaoyao Wang didn't care, he had a thick skin, and when he was laughed at, he went to ask those little dolls to teach him how to count and use a hoe and other tools correctly.

Seeing that Mr. Zhao was unassuming and approachable, people in the village liked him very much, so they drove away their dolls and enthusiastically taught King Xiaoyao how to use various farm tools.

After several days of trying, Xiaoyao Wang can finally use farm tools to harvest crops very "skillfully" in his own opinion.

In fact, in the eyes of the villagers, Xiaoyao Wang's "proficiency" is not even jerky, and ten-year-old children can move much faster than him in the field.

Although Xiaoyao Wang moved slowly, he was very careful not to harm the crops, and he would pay a high price for the crops he harvested, saying that he delayed the harvest and messed up the field, and the high price was compensation.

Therefore, Xiaoyao Wang has become a favorite of everyone in Linjia Village, and everyone is eager for him to "work" in their fields.

Mingling with the villagers, Xiaoyao Wang learned a lot about Lin Xiazhi, the brother who interested him, from the villagers.

After a round of harvesting was completed, Xiaoyao Wang left Linjiacun with the fruits of his hard work these days.

At this time, Lin Xiazhi's confinement was considered over, and the open wound after giving birth healed at an unscientific speed, and the skin there became smooth again, except for a faint red mark, which was completely invisible. Got hurt here.

Finally being allowed to wash her hair and take a bath, Lin Xiazhi was so happy from body to heart that she almost wanted to jump into the bathtub immediately to wash off the dirt on her body.

I haven't showered for a month, and occasionally I can get by with hot water to wipe my body, but my hair is not so good.

Even if it's not summer and you don't sweat so much, but after a whole month, not only is your hair very greasy, after untiing the cloth towel that wrapped your head, Lin Xiazhi was horrified to find that there was a faint sour and rancid smell from his head, he was very I really, really don't want to touch my hair.

"Brother Xia, take a bath by yourself first, and I'll wash your hair while it's soaking in the bucket." Cheng Wenliu walked in with two pieces of soap and a few dry cloth towels. To wash my hair.

The day before Lin Xiazhi was confinement, Cheng Fulang pulled Cheng Wenliu aside and told him what he was going to do when Lin Xiazhi was confinement.

Anyone who has been in confinement knows what it feels like to not wash their hair for a month. Those who have not endured hardship at this time should come out and do something to show one or two.

Someone suggested that washing your hair is a great thing. Lin Xiazhi happily rubbed himself clean, soaked himself comfortably in hot water to relax: "My hair is very greasy, you have to wash it twice."

You know, someone has seen his hideous face during childbirth, and asked him to wash his greasy, disgusting hair. Lin Xiazhi has no psychological burden, and even asks Cheng Wenliu to massage himself twice.

"You really enjoy it like this." Cheng Wenliu washed Lin Xiazhi's hair while rubbing soap on his head.

Lin Xiazhi said that washing twice is not enough, the first time there is no bubbles at all, the second time there are barely some bubbles, and the third time the bubbles are back to normal.

After washing his hair, Cheng Wenliu also helped Lin Xiazhi dry it, and put a little nodding oil on his hair to make it smoother.

"I think it's a lot easier to wash my hair and take a shower, and maybe I can lose a few pounds." Lying in the yard dry and basking in the sun, Lin Xiazhi only felt that he was like cotton that had been exposed to the sun, and his whole body was fluffy up.

Before he could bask in the sun for a while, there was a loud cry from the crib next to him.

Xiao Baozi stayed in the delivery room with Lin Xiazhi all the time, and occasionally the youngest or foreign youngest would take him out to bask in the sun during the day.

Today, Lin Xiazhi moved back to her room after confinement, and changed the little bun.

The little bun woke up in his little bed just now, without a familiar environment or familiar people, the little guy suddenly felt dissatisfied, and yelled to get the adults to pay attention to him.

"Go and see our son, I don't want to move." Lin Xiazhi kicked Cheng Wenliu who was lying next to him.

Cheng Wenliu just spent half an hour washing Lin Xiazhi's hair, rubbing his hair, and oiling his scalp. Lin Xiazhi only needs to soak in the bathtub without moving anything, obviously he is the one who is tired.

However, Fu Lang dared not disobey his orders, Cheng Wenliu gave Lin Xiazhi an aggrieved look, and resigned himself to standing up to coax the child.

This time is not the time when the little bun is hungry and wants to breastfeed. Cheng Wenliu touched the diaper, and it was dry, no problem. The little bun was crying at this time because he woke up and wanted someone to play with him.

Cheng Wenliu put the little bun on Lin Xiazhi's body without hesitation. Lin Xiazhi was drowsy after taking a bath and basking in the sun. Cheng Wenliu felt that Cheng Wenliu put the baby on him and asked him strangely: "If you don't feed the little bun, why don't you feed him?" What are you doing for me?"

Cheng Wenliu picked up the gadget next to him to tease Xiao Baozi: "He just woke up and wants to play, and he doesn't want to breastfeed. Wait for him to play for a while and get tired and go back to sleep."

"Then tease him, I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Lin Xiazhi yawned, put his arms around his son to prevent him from falling, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

Lin Xiazhi's actions made Cheng Wenliu's throat choke. He hugged the little bun because he wanted to take care of the child with Lin Xiazhi, but he just fell asleep with the child in his arms?

The little bun gradually calmed down in the familiar embrace, and fell asleep under the warm sun.

Both father and son fell asleep on the recliner, what else could Cheng Wenliu do, one was his dear husband, and the other was his newly-baked son, he could only go into the room and cover them with a thin blanket, and enjoy the scene by the way. The cute look of father and son sleeping together.

Even if the sun is strong enough today, you can’t take it lightly. After all, it’s autumn now, and the wind will feel a little cool on your body. If you don’t pay attention, you will easily get a cold.

With the warm sun, warm son and warm blanket, Lin Xiazhi slept comfortably for the afternoon until Xiao Baozi was hungry and woke him up for feeding.

Lin Xiazhi, who had had enough sleep, had a good temper, and took the initiative to take over the job of feeding Xiao Baozi: "Little Baozi, tomorrow will be your full moon feast, so please cheer up Ah Mo and let other people hold you for a while." Cry, can you do it?"

Compared with the unrecognizable little rice cakes and millet balls, Xiao Baozi recognizes people very well. Except for the people who often take care of him on weekdays, when everyone else hugs him, they will definitely cry out in dissatisfaction.

Some time ago, Li Xiu hadn't seen him for a few days, and Xiao Baozi cried on the spot without showing any face, which made the scene very embarrassing.