[MTL] Scum Attack Spoiled Husband [dressing book]

Chapter 29

Lang Qinghe has always believed that his body does not need to rest at all, but no matter how he insists, none of the family led by Gu Xuanlang agreed to let him go out to help the farm.

In this way, Lang Qinghe stayed at home for two days. Finally, under his own requirements, Gu Xuanlang released him. In the summer, it was hot and sunny. Gu Xuanlang did not let Lang Qinghe do those heavy work, but let him supervise the packing of melons and fruits in the empty barn of the farm.

Recently, there has been a bumper harvest of vegetables and fruits on the farm, and the online store business is getting better and better. Gu Xuanlang hired some uncles and aunts who do not have regular jobs in the local area to help pick fruits and vegetables. On the one hand, it can promote the re-employment of local workers, and on the other hand, it saves him a lot of things and improves work efficiency. After all, now melons The demand for fruits and vegetables is increasing, and Fan Da and other employees alone will definitely be too busy.

"Qinghe, if you are not feeling well, call me and I will help pick fruit in the orchard on our farm." When everyone was resting, Gu Xuanlang kept telling Lang Qinghe. Seeing that Lang Qinghe kept nodding, the corners of his mouth gently raised, and then he didn't know what he thought of. He said reluctantly, "We are going to participate in the agricultural expo the day after tomorrow. We need to choose some better fruits and vegetables. I'm not watching. I'm afraid that those uncles and aunts will dance squares behind our backs, otherwise... I really can't bear to separate from you."

Listening to Gu Xuanlang's coquettish words, Lang Qinghe's ears turned slightly red, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help tilted, thinking in his heart that Gu Xuanlang was explaining for himself? Unexpectedly, it's a little cute!

Of course, these are all Lang Qinghe's innermost thoughts. He still looks serious on the surface, and he simply nodded, "Well, Brother Xuanlang, I know. You can go ahead."

"Well, you must take good care of yourself and don't bask in the sun." Gu Xuanlang knew that the distance between him and Lang Qinghe was not far away, but he was like an old father who was worried about his child. He couldn't help worrying about Lang Qinghe, so that before he took a few steps, he turned back. Under the confused gaze of Lang Qinghe, he directly fastened the sun hat on Lang Qinghe's head. "Although you are in the room now, in case you go out, the sun is very bright outside, and your head is uncomfortable now. It's better to wear a sun hat... Well, it's pretty good... Well, I'm really leaving!"

"Well... Brother Xuanlang..." Then what do you do? Before Lang Qinghe finished speaking, he watched Gu Xuanlang run out. He raised his hand and stroked the hat on his head. His heart seemed to be filled with something. He was very comfortable and happy.

At this time, Tang Kele, who had been observing secretly next to him, suddenly rubbed Lang Qinghe's side. Seeing that Lang Qinghe was immersed in the sweetness with a silly smile on his face, he couldn't help laughing softly, "Oh, oh, it's really like glue."

Lang Qinghe came to his senses and glanced at Tang Kele with a cheap smile, "Don't talk nonsense if you have nothing to do."

"Hey, Qinghe, you've been going too much. I've always looked at the facts. Look at your sticky strength, which is more powerful than the 502 glue." Tang Kele laughed at Lang Qinghe without fear of death. He immediately thought of the secret he found when he first entered Lang Qinghe's room yesterday, so he ignored Lang Qinghe and followed Lang Qinghe closely and asked mysteriously, "But to my surprise, you and Brother Gu actually had different rooms, so you two applauded for love. Whose room do you go to?

"Applause for love?" Lang Qinghe stopped his footsteps, and the expression on his face was also a little dull. Under the prompts of Tang Kele, his cheeks finally turned red. He stared at Tang Kele angrily and explained hesitantly, "I... We have never applauded, and we didn't clap our hands."