"You're still laughing!" Ye Yun was so angry that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She kicked him again and scolded him softly, "I still have to settle accounts with you. I told you not to. Why are you still going down there? Are you trying to save your life?"
Qin Zheng chuckled again, "Wife, you obviously want it."
Ye Yun was angry with him, "Did I make it clear?"
"No, but I can see that you want it." Qin Zheng turned his head and looked at her deeply with a gentle smile in his eyes. "Wife, I don't have any great ability, but as long as it is what you want, I will give it to you even if I risk my life."
Ye Yun was speechless for a moment.
"Don't do that again next time." She pretended to be fierce and tried to preach.
But her voice had an indescribable softness in front of Qin Zheng. From beginning to end, even the tone of her scolding did not make people feel uncomfortable. Instead, there was a feeling that... she was acting coquettishly.
Qin Zheng couldn't stand her soft voice, and said in a daze: "I know, wife."
That's about right.
Knowing that Qin Zheng was tired from digging ginseng, Ye Yun wanted him to lie down on the ground and have a good rest, while she looked around, found some Polygonum multiflorum, dug up a small ginseng, and came back to go down the mountain with Qin Zheng.
She carried a bamboo basket and Qin Zheng carried bamboo.
The puppy followed them, wagging its tail. When it got tired, it jumped onto Ye Yun and wanted her to hold it. Qin Zheng was so angry that he grabbed it and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.
That's good.
The puppy got the mount and poked his little head out of his trouser pocket to look outside. He looked so majestic.
They arrived home around noon.
Qin Xiang'e saw them coming down the mountain from afar, said goodbye to the old lady and hurried to meet them. When they got home, she helped to unload the bamboo from Qin Zheng's shoulders.
Qin Zheng knew a little bit about everything. He used a machete to split the bamboo into thin and thick strips suitable for making chicken and duck cages.
"Wife, can you make a chicken coop?" Qin Zheng said with a smile when he saw Ye Yun picking up bamboo strips.
Ye Yun gestured with the two bamboo sticks in her hand and said thoughtfully, "I saw the old people in the village make it before, and I still remember some of it. It's not difficult anyway. Do you have iron wire at home?"
"have."
"That's easy." Ye Yun first built the main frame and said to Qin Zheng, "Use wire to twist the key parts first, so that the frame won't fall apart, and then weave bamboo strips on it little by little."
Qin Zheng responded: "Okay!"
"Qin Zheng! His wife! What do you want to eat for lunch today?" Qin Xiang'e stood under the stove holding a water ladle, looking at Qin Zheng and Ye Yun with a smile.
Qin Zheng said: "Listen to my wife."
Qin Xiang'e looked at Ye Yun again, "His wife, do you want to eat anything?"
What to eat?
It would be good to have two grains of rice at home.
Ye Yun looked at the people in the bamboo basket and thought for a while, "Aunt, let's just make do with this for lunch today. Qin Zheng and I will go to town in the afternoon and bring back some delicious food for you and grandma."
When Qin Xiang'e heard that Ye Yun was going to bring her some delicious food, she smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.
"Well, what's delicious or not? Can I just cook porridge and shepherd's purse?"
Shepherd's purse is the most common wild vegetable nowadays. It can be stir-fried or eaten cold. There are many ways to eat it. It also has the effect of cooling down and relieving heat. Generally, families who cannot afford mung beans will use it to make soup to relieve heat.
Ye Yun responded: "Okay!"
When Qin Xiang'e heard Ye Yun say this, she happily turned around and went into the kitchen, cooking while humming an unknown cheerful tune.
Qin Zheng took a pair of pliers and cut the wire into pieces, then started making the chicken coop.
The sun was getting hotter and hotter at noon. Seeing that Qin Zheng was sweating profusely, Ye Yun filled a basin with cold water, soaked a towel in the basin, wrung it dry, and wiped the sweat off his forehead.
The cool feeling on his forehead made Qin Zheng let out a long breath and smiled comfortably.
"Thank you, wife." He was reluctant to let Ye Yun busy around, so he took the towel and wiped himself roughly, looking a little silly.
Ye Yun couldn't help but be amused by him.
This is a happy and loving scene, which makes Tian Xiaohui next door jealous...
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