Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 60 Did he drink the Yuanjiang water?

The kiln workers who fired green bricks were divided into a group, and cement kilns were built next to the hills to the west.

After a month of dredging work, there were only two projects left in the river channel: laying bridge foundations and widening the river channel. Shu Yingtong dispatched some peasants to mine limestone on the west hill.

Without blasting tools, it can only be mined manually by adzes and chisels, which is inefficient.

Shu Yingtong does not intend to make other major changes. The era of cold weapons is better than the era of cold weapons.

Shu Yingtong was so busy running around various construction sites every day that he rarely went back to his room during the day.

Jing Yunyan was so bored that he almost grew mushrooms.

He couldn't talk to the tiger who was in charge of taking care of him, and the parents were short of talking about opening up wasteland and farming.

A few days passed, the remaining poison was completely cleared, and the wounds on his body were slowly healing.

After being able to move, Jing Yunyan asked Hu Chunsheng to build him a new desk side by side with Shu Yingtong's desk.

I wander around slowly every day, and when I go back, I study ink and start writing and drawing.

Shu Yingtong came back from washing with the wooden basin in his arms and glanced at Jing Yunyan who was sitting upright in front of the desk with no distractions.

He has been writing since dinner, and there is a thick stack of papers on the edge of the table. He hasn't heard a word from him for half the night, but he is not used to it.

When the door was opened, the autumn wind blew in and the lights flickered, and Jing Yunyan had to put down his pen and raise his hand to protect the flames.Inadvertently glanced at the door, stunned for a moment.

Usually he went to bed early and she came back late, but this was the first time he saw her come back from the shower with her long hair loose.

Wearing a loose plain-colored underwear, she looks slim and slender, with black hair reaching her waist, and a face that is still steamed with a touch of pink when she closes the door and turns around.

Jing Yunyan silently glanced at the river on the drawing that was just completed.

He drank all the Yuanjiang water...

Otherwise, why do you feel that she looks like a weak stalk in the rain, and even wants to take her under its wings to protect her?

It hasn't been a few years since I lost my mind and didn't dare to have this kind of thought...

Shaking his head to stop such desperate thoughts, he lowered his head and continued to draw the line draft.

Her hair was half dry, and Shu Yingtong couldn't go to sleep right away, so she had to clear the table to pass the time.

Glancing at the stack of papers next to him, one sheet was not neatly placed, revealing half-familiar content.

Pulling it out, it turned out to be the Liannu she had drawn.

The original manuscript has long been given to Populus euphratica, and this is a new painting.

He glanced at Jing Yunyan, who was designing a water tank for Yuanjiang.

He knows how to learn from one another and draw inferences from one instance. The Liannu he held was originally modified from the Zhuge Liannu. Now that he has made changes, it is almost the same as the Zhuge Liannu.

"Here and here." Shu Yingtong handed the blueprint to his eyes, reached out and clicked on two places, "It is feasible in theory, but the actual effect is not ideal."

"Really, how should it be changed?"

When she heard her point out the problem, Jing Yunyan was overjoyed, and quickly moved the blueprint on his hand aside.

Shu Yingtong spread the drawings on the table, took the brush from him, leaned over and dipped in the ink to re-edit, and made comments by the way.

"Although your idea is reasonable, there is a shortcoming of continuous crossbow firing. The further you go, the lower the lethality. Therefore, you should change it like this."

The fresh and elegant scent of acacia moved from behind to the tip of her nose, and a few strands of long hair slid to the front as she leaned over and fell on his arm.

Tilting her head slightly, her side face was close in front of her eyes.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of her mouth, whether she believed in her own force or his concentration.

"I have flowers on my face." Shu Yingtong turned to look at him coldly with a downcast face.

"Cough..." Being caught distracted, Jing Yunyan immediately put on a sweet smile that is not afraid of death, "No, people are better than Huajiao."

"boring."

Shu Yingtong gave him a cold look, put down the brush, got up and returned to her seat to continue cleaning the table.

"Tongtong, why don't you smile~" Jing Yunyan propped his face to the side and continued to wink without fear of death.

"You want to be paralyzed for the rest of your life." Shu Yingtong said calmly, as if discussing whether to eat or drink porridge tomorrow.

Jing Yunyan immediately sat up spineless and wrote vigorously, solemn and inviolable.

After tidying up the sundries on the table, Shu Yingtong washed his hands and sat on the edge of the bed to comb his hair with his fingers, and without saying a word, he lifted his quilt and lay on his side to sleep.

Jing Yunyan took a few sneaky glances, but hesitated to speak.Just as I picked up the bamboo stick and wanted to turn on the oil lamp, I glanced at the bed and gave up.Pull out a new sheet of paper and continue writing.

The oil lamp became darker and darker, and when the last stroke fell, Jing Yunyan stretched and rubbed the stiff back of his neck.

With a sigh of relief, I finally finished writing.

Listening to her shallow and steady breathing, she lightly packed her things and put them in her backpack.

After washing his hands and face, blowing out the oil lamp and tiptoeing onto the bed, when he raised his legs to step over Shu Yingtong, he had a whim and accidentally pressed him...

Just thinking about it makes me afraid, so don't try crazy on the verge of death, you will probably be paralyzed for life.

I lay on my side and got ready to sleep, but found that I couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning. I wanted to say a few words to her, but I opened my mouth a few times and then stopped thinking.

With a wry smile on the corner of her mouth, it seems that since she came here, she has never had a chance to chat with her, she is always busy.

Ever since I met her, I have never seen her relax.

What a distressed girl.

Memories flashed slowly in my mind, and I fell asleep unknowingly.

Gravity came from the waist, Shu Yingtong froze and opened his eyes suddenly, the familiar breath approached as expected, and the warm breath sprayed behind the ears.

here we go again…

Turning around in a nonchalant manner, he lifted him away and pushed him away a little.

After wrapping up his quilt, just as he closed his eyes, the bed board moved slightly, this time the interval was shorter, and Jing Yunyan bullied him over and hugged him with the quilt in his arms.

The slightly cool nose tip and warm lips still rubbed against her neck, Shu Yingtong's eyes sharpened, she turned around and kicked away unceremoniously.

With a muffled groan, Jing Yunyan woke up from the pain.

"Go outside and sleep!"

"Oh."

Sleepy-eyed Jing Yunyan sat up and rubbed his stomach, dragging Shu Yingtong to the inside, turned over and lay down on the outside to continue sleeping.

"Let you go out to sleep!"

The other party did not respond, breathing steadily.

Shu Yingtong, who was so angry that his temples were throbbing, took several deep breaths, wrapped the quilt tightly and closed his eyes facing the inside in annoyance.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Shu Yingtong felt like she was a sandwich biscuit, squeezed in the middle and unable to move.

When he woke up, he realized that he was being hugged again.

With a sharp look in his eyes, he turned around and just raised his leg, but was immediately pressed down by the other leg. After more than a dozen moves, he was defeated, and only then did he know that he was not his opponent at all.

The muscle memory reflex of people falling asleep can't beat it!

He didn't fight recently, didn't get enough sleep, his mind reacted a lot slower, and when he remembered that he still had his hands, he hit his neck.

The opponent followed her arm to block and fish, and was completely pulled from one bed into another.

Unusually naturally, he pressed her hands back into his arms, buried them in her neck and murmured softly, "Tongtong, don't hit me, you smell so sweet..."

"Ha ha…"

Shu Yingtong sneered, bent her knees and pushed her up, "Shouldn't I beat you up for the New Year?"

"Ow~"

Jing Yun, who was completely awake from the pain, bowed into shrimps, sweating coldly from the pain, and was about to cry but not tears when he could distinguish the situation in front of him.

"You may really be responsible for me..."

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