I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband

  Han Qiao returned to the room, Heng Yi had already put A Yao to sleep.

  Children who are tired from playing don’t care about anything as soon as they fall asleep.

  He massaged Han Qiao's feet, and his hands were dishonest.

  Han Qiao pats him.

   "I'll make more money, so I can fix the house sooner." Heng Yi lowered his voice.

   Han Qiao understands what men like.

   Husband and wife have a deep relationship and naturally need each other.

"good."

  Han Qiao said that when the house is built, it will be built in this ravine, and there is a cave at the back. After discussing with the ancient grandma, they will find a way to allocate it. At that time, it will be better to build it inside and store things.

  Heng Yi put his arms around his beloved wife, and he would accept whatever she said.

  Anyway, as Han Qiao said, there is nothing wrong with it.

   "The village said that they would go hunting with you in the mountains. I made some requests. You will choose someone tomorrow."

   "Yes." Heng Yi hummed.

  He is no longer the silent and aggrieved Heng Yi he was back then.

  He is Lord Marquis, a general, a husband, and a father.

  He is more capable and capable, knows how to win people's hearts, and has thought about what path he will take in the future.

  He has a low heart, whether it is a prince, a general, or an ordinary person, he just wants to protect his family well, so that his beloved wife and children will not be bullied.

   "I want to make the house bigger and bring Axiu and the others in. It's better to keep the child by my side."

   This is exactly what Han Qiao wanted.

  She was also reluctant to put a few children on someone else's territory.

  Take them with you, good or bad, she can also give them pointers.

  The children she raises by her side, she can teach them more.

   "If you get another carriage, it will be convenient to go out. You can go to the town to go to the market then."

  Han Qiao replied weakly and fell asleep.

  Heng Yi thought that giving birth to a child would hurt her health, and after more than a year, she may not be able to take care of it.

  Being on the road today and tidying up the house, I must be tired.

   Feeling distressed and loving, kissed her forehead, "Good night."

   Tucked up the quilt for A Yao, and fell into a deep sleep.

  The genius is bright, and the rooster begins to crow.

  Han Qiao yawned and stood up, but there was no man around.

  There was a roaring sound from outside the house.

  Heng Yi is practicing boxing, Zeng Qiner is practicing sword.

  Han Qiao went to the stove, and Grandma Gu had already boiled hot water.

   "Aqiao, what shall we have for breakfast?"

   "Cook a pot of porridge, and bake two vegetable paste cakes."

  Han Qiao took out all the eggs, shook them to see if the eggs were broken, and then boiled them in a pot.

   Two eggs per person.

  Grandma Gu was terrified. Wouldn't it be too extravagant to eat like this?

  She really dared not even dream that a breakfast would consist of porridge and eggs.

  Han Qiao porridge is thick, and the green vegetable batter is especially fragrant. There is a big bowl, and everyone can share a lot.

  She took out the fermented bean curd she made, and Ayao shouted happily.

  He really likes to eat this, but mother won't let him eat more.

  I can’t eat it on weekdays.

  When Shunzi was having breakfast, he looked at Heng Yi and Zeng Qin'er from time to time. He also wanted to learn martial arts.

  He hid at the door in the morning and looked at it, and he looked very powerful.

  After breakfast, someone from the village came.

   Several young men, all embarrassed, looked at Heng Yi and scrambled to introduce themselves.

  Heng Yi nodded.

  The aura instantly changed, "Do you know how to punch?"

  Young men looked at me and I looked at you, shaking their heads.

  They are full of strength, and they have no one to teach them, so how can they be able to fight.

   "How strong is it? How much can you carry with one hand?"