70: The Soldier King's Supernatural Wife, Three Babies in One Child

Si Zhengyan smiled faintly and put the kiwi into his mouth, with a feeling of sadness and loneliness spreading all over his body.

"I was able to live to the age of thirteen, relying on these wild fruits to survive."

There was bitterness in his voice as he recounted all the stories from the time he could remember to the present.

Especially the scenes about the injustice suffered by the Si family and their desperate struggles on the battlefield are told in a particularly sad and sensational way.

In the end, he shed tears and his voice became hoarse.

In the original owner's memory, there was information about Si Zhengyan being abused by Jiang Xiuqin, but not much.

By the time she was dating Si Zhengyang, Si Zhengyan had already joined the army, and the two of them became even less familiar with each other.

Now, when Lu Chaoyan heard these things, she was deeply touched.

She raised her hand and rubbed his head. "All the bad things are in the past. Living a good future is the greatest compensation and reward for yourself. Si Zhengyan, you will definitely be very happy."

Si Zhengyan looked up at her with his red lips slightly parted, and smiled slowly, "Well, we will be happy together."

"Hehe," Lu Chaoyan suddenly withdrew her hand. She mistakenly treated him as a child like Lu Hanqing and comforted him. "Yes, happiness."

After saying this, she swallowed a few wild hawthorns and raspberries in a hurry, then got up and went to work in the woods.

Si Zhengyan looked at her fleeing back, his lips curved, his smile bright and doting.

For the following time, neither of them spoke. The only sounds in the quiet forest were the chirping of insects and birds.

The midsummer sun was scorching hot, and both of their clothes were soaked.

After being busy for half a day, I gained a lot.

When he returned home in the evening, the bloody ears were half dry. Si Zhengyan carried them back to his yard and continued to dry them on a sieve.

On Tao Yuwei's side, with the help of Hu Laowu, she grew more than 100 square meters of wood ear mushrooms in Tao Rui's backyard.

At the same time, the basement under the yard was not idle either.

Hu Laowu bought a lot of sawdust bran and soybean flour from outside. Tao Yuwei led the manager Yang Siyumei and Hu Li to work overtime to make mushroom bags.

The scale is getting bigger and bigger.

During this period, after deducting expenses, each of them had saved more than 500 yuan, and Tao Yuwei already had more than 3,000 yuan.

At night, Lu Chaoyan brought Si Zhengyan to the door of Tao Ruixin's house. After a dog barking, everything returned to calm.

Lu Chaoyan looked at the dogs that dared not make a sound and sneered, "Tao Yuwei is quite alert. She has so many dogs."

The two of them walked around to the tall wall behind the house. Si Zhengyan swung the rope in his hand, hooked it onto the stone spikes on the wall, lowered his body, and carried Lu Chaoyan on his back.

He pulled the rope, jumped lightly, and climbed onto the top of the wall.

Another jump and he reached the yard.

Lu Chaoyan, with her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist, had a blush on her face.

What a strong waist!

"Don't be afraid. I've carried my comrades on my back while climbing cliffs during training, and I never let them fall."

Si Zhengyan turned his head and looked at the person behind him.

The deep and magnetic voice made Lu Chaoyan's heart beat wildly.

"I'm not afraid, let me go."

Si Zhengyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "My waist is very good, I can carry you all the time."

"what?"

Lu Chaoyan came back to her senses and found that she was the one holding the other person's waist and not letting go of her legs.

She loosened her arms and legs and slid to the ground, and before she could even stand, she ran towards the two sheds in front.

"Oh, they raised so many."

Staring at her flustered back, Si Zhengyan's chest was shaking with laughter.

She really likes waists, luckily he has one.

Lu Chaoyan walked around the two large straw sheds, where there were more than ten rows of thick hemp ropes, with wood ear mushroom bags made of coarse cloth hanging on them.

The mushroom bags are moist, with clusters of black fungus on them, which is very pleasing to the eye.

Lu Chaoyan smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that their skills in growing wood ear mushrooms had matured and they were qualified to be technicians to guide the entire brigade in growing wood ear mushrooms.

The two of them went to the basement again, where a long wooden table was piled high with freshly made wood ear mushroom bags.

Lu Chaoyan picked up a few and looked at them. "They are well-fed."

Si Zhengyan's face was filled with anger. "She wanted to kill the members of Lianshan Brigade. This matter must not be tolerated. We must report it to Grandpa Qi!"

"Going right now."

When going out, Lu Chaoyan wanted to jump out by herself, but Si Zhengyan's arm was faster. He held her waist with one hand and pulled the rope with the other hand. He brought her to the top of the wall and jumped off the wall in his arms.

Lu Chaoyan felt like he was being looked down upon.

It’s just a broken courtyard wall, and she can come and go freely without a rope.

Si Zhengyan's hand slid from his waist to Lu Chaoyan's hand, "It's too dark, I'll hold your hand."

It feels more comfortable when carried on the back.

Lu Chaoyan said in her heart, but her face showed disgust, "I'm not a child, I can go by myself."

Seeing the people in front running away again, Si Zhengyan followed closely and protected them on both sides.

The two went to Si Qi'an's house together.

After hearing what the two said, Si Qi Nian threw his water bowl and said, "They are so bold!"

If he does it casually and makes a little money, he can turn a blind eye, but if he does it on a large scale, he will be asking for trouble.

After getting angry, Si Qien thought about what happened more than a month ago when he was having dinner at the Lu family and they talked about the matter of the Hu family's basement.

"Little girl, are you setting a trap for Tao Yuwei?"

"Yes, otherwise how could she improve the fungus cultivation technology?"

Lu Chaoyan smiled slyly, "How are you going to deal with this?"

"I'll go take a look first."

Si Qien carried the ladder on his back and followed the two men to the Hu family.

Due to Lu Chaoyan's supernatural power suppression, the dogs in the village stayed away from her when they saw her.

The three of them came to Tao Rui's backyard quietly.

Looking at such a large-scale wood ear cultivation shed, Si Qia's blood pressure soared.

If this were to be known by the higher-ups, he, as the branch secretary, would be in big trouble.

The three of them left Tao Rui's backyard. Si Qien asked Lu Chaoyan and Si Zhengyan not to interfere in the matter anymore and he would handle it himself.

Lu Chaoyan had achieved her goal, so naturally she would stop caring about it.

On the way back, Si Zhengyan didn't say much. His mind was full of Si Qien's tired eyes and white hair.

He planned to wait until the autumn harvest, then stop hiding the fact that he was well and help Grandpa Qi.

At around six o'clock the next morning, Lu Chaoyan went to the brigade headquarters to call Si Zhengyan into the mountains. He was pressing honey with a honey press bucket.

Seeing Lu Chaoyan coming, he stopped what he was doing and brought out a bowl of chicken and mushroom porridge and a bowl of egg custard stewed with honey water from the kitchen.

"During the time I was lying down, what I wanted to do most was to cook for you and Han Qing. I finally have the chance. If the food is not delicious, you can't reject it."

Having said that, Lu Chaoyan naturally felt embarrassed to refuse. She picked up the chicken porridge, took a sip, and her eyes lit up instantly.

"Wow, your craftsmanship is really good!"

She is also good at cooking, but compared with Si Zhengyan's skills, she is really a world away.

It’s the same porridge, but the way he cooks it makes people want to eat a few more bites.

Si Zhengyan raised his right index finger and rubbed his nose with it, embarrassed, "If you like it, I'll make it for you tomorrow morning."

"No, my mother and my second sister get up early every day and cook breakfast for me. I can just eat at home."

"Then eat less and come to my place to eat again."

Si Zhengyan's voice was gentle and full of emotion, which was particularly comfortable to the ears. Lu Chaoyan was slightly intoxicated, "Forget it, it's too much trouble."

She probably doesn't have the mood to run here every morning just for a bite of breakfast.