Reborn in Another World: A Husband from Heaven

Han Shaoqing and Xing Yun saw from afar the small courtyard that had accepted them and provided them with shelter.

A feeling of peace suddenly came over me.

moment.

The group arrived at the gate of the courtyard. Han Shaoqing opened the gate neatly and led the village chief into the courtyard where there was nothing to eat. He sat down on a stone bench and said naturally, "Village chief, sit down and rest your legs. We just arrived and our family is short of everything. We don't have anything to treat you. Please forgive us."

The village chief was not polite either. After Han Shaoqing finished speaking, he had already sat down steadily. He glanced at Han Shaoqing and said unceremoniously: "Humph, you———" He paused meaningfully for two seconds, then clicked his tongue twice and continued: "It seems that you have nothing, otherwise you wouldn't be thinking about living off others."

Han Shaoqing was not willing to be outdone, and said veiledly: "Some people just can't eat the grapes and say they are sour." He also made a sound of laughter as he finished his words.

"You——." The village chief gritted his teeth and said one word, then fell silent. He just stared at the other person.

Han Shaoqing was not stage-frightened and looked at the village chief calmly, but no one spoke.

Because they all know in their hearts that no matter what someone says, they have to make amends. In short, they can't be humiliated.

Xing Yun ignored the two people's bickering and went straight into the room. He took out a gray storage bag from the clothes in his small package.

He then took out thirteen low-grade spirit stones from his storage bag and turned to the courtyard.

Xing Yun naturally sat next to Han Shaoqing, handed a dozen spirit stones to the village chief and said, "Here, village chief, count them."

The village chief did not shirk his responsibility, nor did he actually count the crops. He simply collected them and looked at Xing Yun with a gentle expression, suggesting, "It's not too late today. Come with me to get the tillers now, and then we can start tidying up the fields so that you can plant the seeds as soon as possible."

After listening to the village chief's advice, they felt that what he said made sense. Han Shaoqing glanced at Xing Yun and saw that Xing Yun nodded, so he did not refute or sing a different tune, and said, "Okay."

Since they had nothing to do, they closed the door again and followed the village chief to his house again.

When Qingyun saw them coming back together, he looked at Xing Yun with bright eyes, the joy in his eyes almost overflowing, and said in a cheerful tone: "You are back." He quickly served them tea and water.

The village chief nodded gently, took the water from Qingyun naturally, and drank it all without caring about his image.

The same goes for Han Shaoqing and Xing Yun.

The village chief had no intention of keeping them. He drank the water, put down the tea bowl, and went into the inner room.

Xing Yun drank the water, then looked at Qingyun and said politely, "Thank you."

Qingyun shook his hand and asked in a natural tone: "You're welcome. How do you think your land is?"

Xing Yun also smiled kindly at Qing Yun and said to him, "We have already rented it, and we will go and tidy it up later."

Qingyun was very happy for them after hearing this. He said to Xing Yun seriously, "If you need my help, just tell me."

Xing Yun nodded.

Han Shaoqing stayed quietly beside Xing Yun and did not interrupt the conversation between the two young men.

moment.

The village chief took out a box from the house and handed it to Han Shaoqing, saying directly: "Here, open the box and the earthworm will come out by itself. In the evening, it will go back into the box by itself. Then bring it back to my place for dinner."

Han Shaoqing was very interested in the small box the size of a palm.

As for the village chief's invitation to dinner, he didn't hesitate and directly agreed, "Okay, got it."

After he finished speaking, Han Shaoqing took Xing Yun's hand and walked away, and the two of them walked towards the land they had just rented.

Because they were all very curious about the earth-turning worm, they walked very fast this time.

They soon reached the field.

Han Shaoqing pressed the village chief and opened the box, and a light green worm came out of the box.

I saw it quickly drilled into the field full of weeds, and the ground began to turn up and down. Soon the soil buried the weeds.

They both looked at this amazing scene in amazement.

Han Shaoqing knew a little about using machines or oxen to plow the soil before.

But I have never seen such a magical thing, and I couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really magical!"

Xing Yun also agreed and said: "Yes!"

Han Shaoqing and the others followed them around, and seeing that the tillers did not need to be directed, they did not follow them. He and Xing Yun sat on the edge of the field, watching the progress of the tillers. He asked Xing Yun, "What should we plant?"

Xing Yun frowned and thought for a while: "Spiritual rice is necessary. As for spiritual vegetables, we can grow some of them."

Han Shaoqing said: "Okay, let's plant some of everything. After all, the food is good, so there's no such thing as too much."

The sunset glow will fade away, and the early moon will hang in the fiery red sky like a faint kiss.

Only after seeing the earthworms crawl back into the box did Han Shaoqing and the others stand up from the ridge of the field.

Han Shaoqing put away the box, then took Xing Yun's hand and walked back under the golden sunlight.

But when the two of them walked into the village, many people looked at them, sizing them up wantonly, and some people even whispered to the people next to them.

Han Shaoqing saw them and knew exactly why they were like this. It was because only a few people in the village saw them in the morning. After a day of fermentation, almost everyone in the village knew that two people had come to the village.

He and Xing Yun.

Their arrival also made the villagers who rarely leave the village very interested in them. After all, people are curious about new things. This village has been closed for many years, and they suddenly broke into their lives. They all wanted to see them, which was very strange.

That's why he is being watched by so many people now.

A handsome and beautiful man like Han Shaoqing instantly attracted the attention of a large number of infatuated young men and some young girls. They all shyly stared at him and stopped.

However, when they saw Xing Yun accompanying Han Shaoqing.

Some people instantly put away the thoughts that had just popped up in their minds. In their eyes, there was only admiration for the beauty, and no more extra thoughts.

And there were also some people who, upon seeing the scar on Xing Yun's face, immediately raised their pretty faces like fighting cocks, trying to make Xing Yun feel ashamed of his own face, so as to achieve their goal of getting close to Han Shaoqing.

But Xing Yun is not so easily defeated.

Xing Yun did not feel inferior because of this, nor did he struggle to break free from Han Shaoqing's hand. He still held his head high and chest out, allowing them to look at him, and walked forward on his own.

After all, if he did not have a strong, resilient heart, he would have heard too many sighs, ridicules, sarcasm, and contempt when his parents' life cards were extinguished and during the three years when he was left alone.

If he cared about all of them, he would have been drowned in the spit of everyone in Qingyuan City long ago, and would never have waited for the day to marry Han Shaoqing.

Seeing that Xing Yun was not affected, Han Shaoqing also followed Xing Yun's pace and walked straight forward.

He didn't even turn a blind eye to the admiration thrown at him, and simply ignored those little white lotuses who pretended to be weak and pure in front of him.

Most adults admired Han Shaoqing even more after seeing his behavior.

Those who do not feel complacent about attracting the attention of boys and girls, and who do not care about other people's opinions and stay away from their husbands, are all good men.

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