Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Not long after the sun set, the sky darkened rapidly. Just a moment ago, it was so hot and breathless, but now there was a cool breeze, giving people the feeling that a mountain rain was about to come.

Under the ridge, it was a good place to take shelter from the rain and sleep in the open. Wufu set up firewood, placed a small pot on an iron frame on the firewood, and cooked rice porridge for Doubao.

After a while, the aroma of rice porridge overflowed, tempting people's greed.

With no free time, the group only had one meal in the morning. Except for Wufu, the rest of them didn't have a very good appetite.

Li Haitang got off the carriage and helped Ging Guo and Aunt Yu to set up a huge umbrella made of linoleum outside the carriage. In fact, the umbrella was not particularly useful. It could prevent direct sunlight from being exposed on the carriage during the day. Well, on a rainy day, the humidity is somewhat isolated.

There are a few buttons around the umbrella, and a layer of linoleum cloth is placed around it. It can also be made into a tent, just enough to protect the horses.

After a while, Xiao Lingchuan opened a large bucket of water. He glanced at the sky in the distance and estimated that it would rain in another hour.

Kill the chicken and scald it, then use a dagger to cut the branches into hard strips, skewer the chicken breasts of the pheasants, put the rest on a wire mesh alone, brush it with a layer of oil, and start grilling.

After Li Haitang made the mung bean flour, he first fed the bean buns to eat, and then eagerly waited for the meat skewers to be grilled.

"Husband, brush some honey on the mung bean powder and add chili pepper."

She had eaten nothing except the morning and had been painting all afternoon. By now, she was ravenous.

The chicken is relatively cooked. After flipping a few times, it turns golden brown, browned on the outside and tender on the inside.

"Madam, eat quickly."

After several large meat skewers were grilled, Li Haitang happily ate the mung bean noodles, a mouthful of sour and spicy mung bean noodles, and the chicken skewers that were not greasy or greasy. After a while, only the empty bowl and the branches for threading the skewers were left.

Here, the grilled chicken wings and chicken thighs are ready, and he will share the other whole chicken with the maids and ladies.

The couple got on the carriage, put the roast chicken on the tray, and placed a glass of Baihua wine and peanuts, and they drank together.

The sky was shrouded like thick ink. Suddenly, a bright light tore through the night sky. There was a moment of brightness, and then, there was a rumble of thunder in the distance.

The thunder made the ground tremble, and the horses were frightened and kicked their front hooves uneasily.

There were trees all around, and there was a possibility of being struck by lightning. The group could only find a place in the surroundings. Fortunately, there was a natural cave within a few dozen meters.

It seems that passers-by often sleep in the cave, and the entrance of the cave has been dug to easily accommodate carriages.

There were stones in the corners and bales of dry straw.

There was a shelter, and the horses pulling the cart calmed down and were no longer as agitated as before.

After Xiao Lingchuan got in the car, it was raining heavily outside, accompanied by thunder from time to time, and it seemed like the earth was shaking.

Doubao was playing with his puppets, and when he heard the thunder, he subconsciously covered his ears with his hands, his eyes frightened.

Li Haitang didn't care about eating meat, and quickly put his son in his arms, patting his back gently and coaxing him.

Not to mention babies over one year old, even women in their thirties or forties, there are many people who are afraid of thunder.

"Don't be afraid, Doubao, dad and mom are both here."

Feeling Doubao trembling slightly in his arms, Li Haitang was no longer in the mood to taste wine and hastily packed up everything on the table. The couple huddled on one side and comforted Doubao together.

"Rumble..."

There was another burst of thunder, the ground shook, and Li Haitang's heart trembled.

She leaned against her savage husband's chest and listened to his steady heartbeat. She felt a little better. She would not admit that she was also afraid of thunder!

From the time they got married until Doubao was over one year old, the couple had not been separated for a long time. Even though the military camp in the north of the city was busy with military affairs, Xiao Lingchuan still insisted on going home, so that there were few thunderstorm nights that she had to face alone.

Xiao Lingchuan seemed to notice something strange about his wife, so he held her in his arms and patted her, which was the same action as Li Haitang coaxing Doubao.

It rained endlessly, mixed with lightning and thunder.

It stands to reason that sleeping on a rainy night is particularly sweet, but that does not include sleeping in the wilderness.

"Bean bag, mother's painting."

In order to divert her attention, Li Haitang lit more candles. The candles were mixed with some lavender juice, which had a soothing and calming effect. She thought of coaxing the bean bag to sleep first.

"Madam, did you draw this this afternoon?"

Xiao Lingchuan stared at the perfectly drawn painting and raised his eyebrows, unable to tell his expression.

"Of course!"

Li Haitang is not good at painting, but she can't put her mind into everything. She has a little bit of skill, and her paintings are pretty good.

At least, it's no problem to fool the little bun.

"Before, I either painted you or a servant of the family. No, Doubao wants a self-portrait of me."

Li Haitang spoke in a brisk tone, with a smile on his face. He took out a small bronze mirror, tried to make a loving expression, and then said to his bun, "Doubao, look, who is this person?"

In the painting, Li Haitang painted himself sitting on a swing, while Wufu was pushing the swing on one side.

Li Haitang was pointing at Wufu.

"Five blessings."

Doubao puffed up his face, and he was very sure that it was the family's maid Wufu.

"What about this?"

Li Haitang pointed at the flowers again, thinking this was a good opportunity for enlightenment.

When educating young children in modern times, they will buy a few children's picture magazines and then teach them slowly bit by bit.

"This is a flower, a butterfly."

These were all seen in the courtyard of Chengbei's house. Doubao had a good memory and recognized them at a glance.

"Guess who this person is, Beanbao?"

Far away from the swing, there was a man in black standing. Because the distance was too far, his facial expression could not be seen clearly, and there was only a rough outline.

"Daddy!"

Doubao had already learned to answer before her mother had finished speaking. This surprised Li Haitang, but she still wanted to ask, "Why, how did you know he was the father?"

"black!"

Doubao pointed at the black clothes, looked at his father's clothes, and then nodded to confirm.

"Beanbag is so smart!"

Li Haitang was pleasantly surprised. Little Baozi had an excellent memory. After being taught it once, he remembered everything and even recognized Xiao Lingchuan. It was not easy.

Finally, the protagonist on the swing is herself.

Li Haitang nodded happily and asked, "My dear, who is this person?"

The painting was of my mother, of course, and the one on the swing was my mother, but Doubao looked at the painting, then at Li Haitang, and remained silent.

"Why, don't you recognize me?"

Li Haitang opened his eyes wide and felt a little suspicious. Little Baozi suddenly stopped talking. Could it be that he didn't recognize him or was it intentional?

"I don't know you." Doubao shook his head. Who is this pretty young girl? I have never seen such a person in my family!