Accompany by A Fool to do Farming

In the evening, at the dinner table, Zhao Zhengan was eating spicy pork slices made by Zhong Ziqi, inhaling spicy, but pretending to inadvertently say: "Daughter-in-law is a good craftsmanship. Isn't we even better?"

"Ah... Fortunately, Eminem said that I have made something better than what he cooked, so he didn't teach me." Zhong Ziqi said unnaturally, because his Eminem did not have superb craftsmanship in his memory. It's just a bare mouth, and it's ordinary, so if you say too much, don't you just expose it when you meet an acquaintance!

Zhao Zhengan suddenly realized, this is called blue out of blue and better than blue, right? !

The two were absent-minded from each other, and did not notice what was wrong with each other.

"We Eminem is amazing. I taught you so successfully. I heard that Eminem said that when you gave birth to a brother, how many people gloated at misfortunes. Looking at the jokes, now the whole village is envious!" Zhao Zhengan was excited. Looks like: "You said Eminem looks so good-looking, and he is not like ordinary people. Is it possible..."

Zhong Ziqi frowned and swallowed the food in her mouth: "You mean, Eminem concealed his identity?"

Zhao Zhengan Shanshan bit his chopsticks: "Just guessing, it's mainly because Eminem doesn't look like our ordinary people."

Zhong Ziqi searched the original Eminem in his mind. Indeed, no matter the tone of speech, the way of educating him, the behavior, and the literacy and hyphenation, etc., they are different from ordinary families. Zhao Zhengan didn't say that he hadn't paid attention yet, and when he said that, he felt suspicious everywhere.

Is it?

Did he really hide his identity?

Zhao Zhengan saw that he heard it, and he said harder: "Hey...maybe, you said that if Eminem was born into a rich family, you wouldn't be a...little master? Haha"

Zhong Ziqi looked at the hilarious man in a black line, how could he never realize that his brain was so big?

"Young Master?" Zhao Zhengan yelled with a laugh.

"Are you still eating? I'll take it away if you don't." Zhong Ziqi glared at him warningly.

"Don't don't, I'll eat." Zhao Zhengan quickly picked up a large chopsticks dish and ate it into his mouth.

"You, don’t guess. No one has come to look for it for so many years. That means you guessed wrong. Moreover, if there is such a thing, even if you find it, they are them, I am me, and I am I won’t accept that imaginary name and money, it doesn’t belong to me, and of course it doesn’t belong to you!"

The last sentence of Zhong Ziqi's voice was octaves louder, fearing that Zhao Zhengan would make any wicked ideas. They had lived for so long, and he believed in him, but he was not sure whether he would be shaken by the lure of money.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't think about anything. How could you, your husband, be the kind of person who sees money open, do you know it best?"

Zhao Zhengan hurriedly explained that, don’t steal the chicken, but instead hack yourself into it, leaving a bad impression on the wife: “I’m just curious. If one day, there really are...wealthy relatives coming to you. , What do you do? Do you recognize it?"

Zhong Ziqi looked at him helplessly: "What happened to you today? Why do you keep asking these questions?"

"That's... I thought of it there. Tell me, I'm curious." Zhao Zhengan picked up a vegetable for Zhong Ziqi with some guilty conscience.

"If someone really comes here..." Zhong Ziqi thought about the scene: "I also have to look at the other person's attitude, whether he wants me to recognize it or not. If he is still like my uncle's family, there is no need to give it. I’ve added a blockage myself, right? If you’re a good person and you’re good at recognizing it, you’ll become more friends, and you’re still a strong friend. I like this kind of small life, it’s plain, if you want to take me there. In this big family, we can't adapt, just like the turtle, we can't find it at ease."

What Zhong Ziqi didn't say is that if he encounters that kind of complicated house, who is vying for power and succession, then everything that may be a threat will become cannon fodder. In the end, he doesn't even know how to die. What is he going to do? He hasn't lived enough yet!

"That's great." Zhao Zhengan slapped his thigh: "If you go, what should I do? What if your relatives look down on me and kick me?" Zhao Zhengan exaggerated Said, I was relieved to see that Jia Fulang was not disgusted, and that would be easier.

"You..." Zhong Ziqi looked at him badly, and then shook her head with disgust: "It's so ugly. There is no money at home, no money, no land, and bad health. , What did you say I did with you? I was exhausted, if there were relatives like that, I would really knock you off."

"..." Zhao Zhengan took what he said, and it seemed that he did have it all. Speaking of it, Zhong Ziqi could actually have a better family. If good luck marries him, he should be wronged.

"If you really want to kick me, go find a better person, rest assured I will definitely let you go."

Zhao Zhengan said seriously that when he also had low self-esteem, his husband was very capable. He was naturally stressed and felt that he could not be compared, but his body was a demon every day. In addition, now that his wife has such an uncle, his mood is almost like a mess, and there is a vague sense of powerlessness.

Zhong Ziqi's words are like a fuse, leading to the anxiety and depression hidden in his heart.

"What do you mean? I...I'm joking with you? You won't take it seriously, will you?" Zhong Ziqi seriously reflected on what she said just now, as if it was a bit too radical. He just said it as a joke and accidentally stabbed it. His sore spot?

"I take it seriously." Zhao Zhengan put down his bowl and chopsticks and sat down.

"Are you so? I'm joking with you, if I want to reunite with you, will I still wait until now? I will throw you far away when you are stupid." Zhong Ziqi was also a little anxious, for fear of herself His unintentional words hit his self-esteem.

"Oh, it makes sense, so why didn't you stay with me at the time?" Zhao Zhengan asked curiously, wanting to hear what he thought.

"I never thought that you would be fine at that time, so I thought about raising it as a son..."

Zhao Zhengan looked at him with a black face, and thanks to him, he asked, otherwise he didn't know that he was once a son by his wife, which would damage his tall image too much.

"Oh, what about now?"

"That's even more impossible, you also know how difficult it is for the brother to reunite now, so I can make do with it." Zhong Ziqi said haha.

"Don't force it." Zhao Zhengan said very understanding.

"No...Are you irritated today? What's wrong? You want to be separated with me? Then just say it." Zhong Ziqi looked suspiciously in his eyes.

"How can I be willing to be with you, I have told you, I am full of you, I am not afraid of you...hehe" Zhao Zhengan gave a dry smile.

"Hehe..." Zhong Ziqi didn't smile, because he was waiting for him here! Do you want him to confess?

"Do you want to know?"

Zhao Zhengan's chicken nodded as if pecking at rice.

Zhong Ziqi leaned over and brought her head close with a slight smile. Zhao Zhengan thought that his wife was embarrassed, so he stretched out his ears very happily.

Then suddenly there was a loud roar in the ear: "Hurry up and clean up the table and chopsticks, and take you idle day by day, thinking about things, are you the long-tongued women in the village?"

Zhao Zhengan lined his chest with lingering fears, his ears buzzing, which really scared him to death. If anyone who was gentle the moment thought of becoming a tigress in the blink of an eye, his little heart really couldn't accept it.

Zhao Zhengan got up dingyly under Zhong Ziqi's gaze, and put away all the sadness and anxiety.

"Stupid...zi" Zhong Ziqi sat on the chair and smirked and covered her mouth.

Lying in bed at night, Zhao Zhengan asked Zhong Ziqi to comfort him in the name of being hurt.

Zhong Ziqi pushed away his face speechlessly: "I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep."

"It's okay, you sleep with you and I move mine." Zhao Zhengan said with a smirk.

Zhong Ziqi gave him an angry look, turned around, clenched his fists in front of him, what do I think you should do?

If you don't say that when a man has it, he will naturally understand some things without a teacher. Zhao Zhengan sat behind him and looked at him for a long time, and then his voice came from under the quilt.

Zhong Ziqi pricked up her ears with her back to him, not knowing what he was doing. Suddenly, there was a cold in the lower body, and Zhao Zhengan stripped off the obscene trousers originally worn on him.

"what are you doing?"

Zhong Ziqi hurriedly tried to pull the trousers up again, but it was a pity that Zhao Zhengan did not succeed.

"Daughter-in-law, aren't you tired? In that case, let you rest today without moving."

Zhong Ziqi has an expression on your **** silly look at me.

Zhao Zhengan thought he hadn't seen him, and turned his back to him.

Zhong Ziqi moved anxiously, his hands were bound, and just about to move his feet, one leg was placed on him. Before Zhong Ziqi could react, a hot object squeezed into the base of his thigh.

Zhong Ziqi realized what it was and his face immediately blushed.

She wanted to struggle with shame, but was severely suppressed by Zhao Zhengan, and then imitated the sprint of a certain sport.

Moonlight shot through the window into this charming little room, casting an ambiguous brilliance. After a low growl, the cabin returned to calm, leaving only two gasps one after another.

Zhong Ziqi silently touched the hot and sore thighs under her body, but he squeezed Zhao Zhengan's arm in a circle with anger.

"Oh! Tap, tap!" Zhao Zhengan inhaled painfully.

"In the future, if you dare... dare to be like just now..." Zhong Ziqi couldn't say anything, this rascal!

"Oh... my daughter-in-law, my head hurts... let me be quiet..." Zhao Zhengan suddenly hugged his head and interrupted Zhong Ziqi's words.

"It hurts again? Would you like me to rub it for you?" Zhong Ziqi really forgot what to say, and sat up anxiously. Only then did he remember that his lower body was still naked and wet, so he picked up the rag and wiped it casually. After wiping, he immediately pulled out his profanity trousers from the bed and put them on.

He wanted to light the oil lamp, but Zhao Zhengan held his hand.

"You can lie down with me for a while, it will be fine in a while."

Zhong Ziqi went to bed and lay down obediently. Zhao Zhengan opened his arms and hugged him in his arms and buried his head on his neck.

Zhong Ziqi shrank in his arms and dared not move. He, who cares and is confused, didn't realize that Zhao Zhengan, who never cried with him usually, would suddenly cry out of pain today?

In the dark, Zhao Zhengan grinned triumphantly, and he couldn't help him in the future!