Traveling through the distant mountains to tea farmers

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☆ 42. Chapter 41: Living in the Mountains

Chapter 41 Living in the Mountain

Because of the arrival of the little goblin, the Xiong family officially entered the Warring States Period.

Xiong Da relied on his strength to press his wife on the kang, and he didn't stop all night!

Wen Lun angrily hammered Xiong Da's thick shoulders: "What are you crazy about?"

"You are my wife! How dare you hug and kiss other men!" Xiong Da was even more angry than Wen Lun, and his eyes were red with anger.

Wen Lun suddenly widened his eyes, and was so angry that he couldn't speak. He turned around and pulled the quilt over and rolled it into a cocoon shape.

This seemed to Xiong Da to be guilty! Xiong Da had already calmed down a little, but when he saw this, he immediately became angry again and reached out to pull the quilt.

Wen Lun's strength was not enough to fight Xiong Da, and he was dug out in an instant. His anger was no less than Xiong Da's: "Go to your hugging! I still call you Brother Xingyu!" The two have been married for a year, and he doesn't even know his man's name. He still gets angry when he thinks about it!

"You still don't admit it? I saw it with my own eyes!" Xiong Da didn't care about Brother Xingyu at all. He went into the mountains almost every day these days. Lin Puyu's trouble was secondary. The main reason was that he saw Wen Lun talking to others very speculatively. As a martial artist, he couldn't help but feel inferior.

After going down the mountain that day, he saw Wen Lun reaching out to hug (fog) Lin Puyu, and a string in his mind broke directly. It was the first time he saw the appearance of Wen Yuze, his classmate, and he was very well matched with Wen Lun. He still remembered that Wen Lun had said that he was not interested in men, and that Lin Puyu looked better than women. Even if he was reincarnated again, he would not have that appearance!

Wen Lun was simply unreasonable.

Xiong Da wanted to continue to argue, but there was a knock on the door.

Yao Qing called out twice outside the door: "Sir, Uncle Da Xiong." The child was very disciplined and would come to pay respect to the two of them every morning and evening.

Normally, Xiong Da was a martial artist and would have gotten up a long time ago; at this time, Wen Lun should also be struggling to get up.

But now, the two of them had fought all night and had just had another quarrel, and they didn't even have a piece of cloth on their bodies.

Xiong Da wiped his face, dressed angrily and opened the door.

Yao Qing was frightened by Xiong Da's untidy beard and bloodshot eyes. After a while, he asked, "Uncle Xiong, are you sick?"

Xiong Da perfunctorily said, "No. Your husband is feeling a little unwell and has just gone to bed. Don't go in."

Yao Qing hesitated for a moment, but finally walked away obediently.

Xiong Da thought that Wen Lun had not eaten last night, so he turned to the kitchen. Cui

Lian greeted people coming over and took out warm porridge from the straw rice cooker: "I made chicken porridge."

Bihe had already prepared the water for washing.

Cui Lian looked at Xiong Da's silent back and thought for a while: "I'd better prepare some liquid food for lunch." Their eldest young master was weak, and she didn't know how he could withstand the fierceness of her husband.