The counterattack of the scheming beauty of the apocalypse

Wei Yan was also taken to the field by the man.

The treatment is the same as that of a doll, you don't have to do anything, just play around.

Sitting was boring, so he asked Aunt Xiaofen to learn how to knit sweaters.

The man was sweating profusely digging the ground, and he knit gloves obediently according to the steps Aunt Xiaofen said.At the beginning, the finished products were always unsatisfactory, so they were disassembled and re-weaved. Anyway, there was plenty of time.

Repeat it a few times and it will look the same.

So Wen Rujuan got a new pair of pink and tender gloves a few days later.

It's easy to wear for work, but it's a bit... How should I put it, his wife looks good in pink gloves with slender fingers, and pink gloves on his big black hands are a bit of a thing.

Wei Yan also felt hot eyes, but there were no other raw materials.

The wool used now is the small sweater worn by the man when he was breastfeeding, and other sweaters of suitable size that can be worn are dismantled and wasted.

Just use it, anyway, there are no outsiders in the orchard.

He tries... not to laugh at the dog man.

After thoroughly digging through the orchard, Wen Rujue decided to take a rest and take his wife out for a spring outing.

Not far away, just behind the mountain.

The snow water in the back mountain has disappeared, and it has been completely evaporated by the sharp rise in temperature.

Wei Yan spread the sheets on the floor, and pulled the dog man to lie down. There are only a few days of mild weather in a year when the cold and hot alternate.

There was a slight breeze at the moment.

The sky is very blue.

The scorching sun shines through the branches and sprinkles dots of light.

They brought lemonade and red date walnut hair cake.

Eating one or the other.

Perhaps attracted by the sweet scent of the cake, a bamboo shoot insect flew over and landed on Wei Yan's hand.

The adults of the bamboo shoot worm are reddish brown, with sharp spines on the forefeet and tibia, and the tibia is sickle-shaped, a bit like a cockroach.

Wei Yan broke out in a cold sweat from fright, did not dare to move, and called out in a pitiful and helpless voice: "Brother Zhe, help me."

Wen Ruxuan hurriedly caught the bamboo shoot worm: "Yanyan, don't be afraid, it's a bamboo shoot worm, it's delicious."

Hearing that it was delicious, Wei Yan instantly became unafraid, and asked positively, "What does it taste like?"

"It's kind of like chicken breast, tender than chicken breast."

Wei Yan: "..." I really want to eat it!

Wen Ruzhen broke off the insect's feet, put them on a branch and handed them to his wife: "Take it and play with it, I'll catch some more."

Next to it is a dense bamboo forest, with a layer of bamboo shoots on the ground.

There are bamboo hairs on the shells of bamboo shoots, which are easy to make people feel painful and itchy.

He has thick calluses on his hands, and he is not afraid of bamboo hairs, and his wife's tender hands turn red when touched.

Wei Yan anxiously followed outside the bamboo forest and waited. After a while, he saw the man grab a handful of bamboo shoot worms and come out.

Wen Rujuan chose a flat place to light a fire, and when there was plant ash, he buried the bamboo shoot worms under the ash to roast.

It is ready in a few minutes.

Wei Yan couldn't wait to pick one, tore off the wings and head, and killed it in one bite. It was fragrant, really fragrant, chicken-like, and crunchy.

Seeing his wife eating happily, Wen Rujuan went back to catch them again. Bamboo shoot worms are the main pests of bamboo, so after catching them, the bamboo shoots will not be harmed.

Wei Yan felt a little itchy calf while eating.

The trousers he was wearing today were relatively loose, and when he sat down, most of his calves were exposed. Looking down, he saw a fluffy puppy lying at his feet, picking up the roasted bamboo shoot worms in the ashes.

Grass, dare to snatch food from the mouth of the 'tiger', it is audacious.

He lifted the puppy by the back of its neck.

The puppy whined in fright, his brows drooped, and he looked at Wei Yan with big watery eyes.

Wei Yan's heart softened when he was looked at, the puppy was skinny and his ribs were protruding, as if he hadn't eaten enough since he was born: "Xiaohan, do you want to eat fat cake?"

Gouzi accepted the new name easily, and a whimper was regarded as a response.

Wei Yan thought it was thinking, broke off a piece of hair cake and fed it to its mouth, Xiaohan stretched out his tongue, rolled it, swallowed it twice, raised his head and continued to stare at Wei Yan and whine.

Wei Yan: "..." What else can I do, of course feed it, feed it.

When Wen Rujue came back with the bamboo shoot worm, he saw his wife kneeling and playing with something, and when he got closer, there was a fluffy puppy in his place.

The pup was eating with his legs crossed, his tail was wagging like a propeller, and the bed sheet was covered with saliva and hair cake crumbs. How could he lie down?

Wei Yan also saw his man: "Brother Zhe, come and see, Xiaohan is so cute when he eats."

Wen Ruzhe: "..." Well, it's named again.

"Don't feed it, it's easy to be stuffed if you feed it too much." Wen Rujue sat down and touched the pup's stomach, and it became round.

"I don't think it's full yet."

"A puppy doesn't know how full it is, and will eat when it's full."

He fed the dogs once as a child.It was a little milk dog that my grandma caught at Grandma Huang's house. The dog got very close to him as soon as it saw him, and walked around his feet all day long, and even came to the village entrance to pick him up after school in the afternoon.

He also likes little milk dogs, no matter what snacks he eats, they are half of him and half of the dog.

It didn't take long for the puppy to die, causing him to cry for several days.

When the man said that, Wei Yan cruelly removed the unfinished piece of cake, and Xiaohan ran after the cake, making a pitiful whining sound from his throat.

Wei Yan raised his hand and threw the cake into the bamboo forest. Xiaohan just wanted to chase after him when Wei Yan caught him: "My dear son, let's stop eating cake. Come and say hello to your father."

Wen Ruzhu: "..." Did this father mean him?

No doubt, of course it is.

Wei Yan took advantage of the situation and lay on the man's lap, and lifted the puppy high: "Brother Xi, let me introduce you, this is the new member of our family, Wen Xiaohan."

He even named him, and there was nothing to be blamed on, so Wen Ruzhu had no choice but to recognize this son of a bitch: "Fucking child, are we a girl or a son?"

"Let me take a look." There is a bunch of long yellow hair on the belly, it is a baby boy: "Husband, it is a son."

"Has our son ever had neinei?"

Wei Yan: "..." Smelly is shameless.

"I'll help you breastfeed."

There are still people digging the ground in the terraced fields below, Wei Yan doesn't want to play a live erotic palace: "Don't make trouble, there are people."

Wen Ruzhuan was also reluctant to show others his wife's white and tender body, so he rubbed it twice through the clothes, which made Wei Yan's face red.

Xiaohan was ignorant and didn't understand the eyebrows and lawsuits of his parents at all.

To noon, the temperature is getting higher and higher.

Time to go home and take a nap.

Wei Yan put down his son, got up and patted his pants, packed his things and went down the mountain.

Xiaohan stuck out his tongue and followed him, looking like we knew each other very well, no one could see that it took less than two hours for him to be happy.

Wen Ruxuan carried it into the basket that had been used to hold hair cakes, and put them in the palm-sized balls of hair. His wife trampled to death if she didn't pay attention, and then she would cry again.

There was still the smell of fat cakes in the basket, Xiaohan was very happy, licking left and right sniffing, looking for food residues.

Walking on the road, Ding Da saw the puppy in the basket: "Xiao Wen, where did you catch the dog and when did you kill it? Can you give me the internal organs?"

"Don't kill the dog, but raise it to watch the nursing home."

"Where is the leftover food for a dog these days, if you don't want to give it, just tell me."

Why do people always speculate on others with their own thoughts, but Wen Ruyi doesn't want to talk to him.

Wei Yan pouted back directly: "I just don't want to give it, what's wrong?"

"Hey, it's none of your business for me to talk to Xiao Wen, do you have a chance to intervene?" A butt-selling guy dared to scold him.

Wen Ruxuan lowered her face: "He is my wife, and my affairs are his affairs, please show some respect."

Ding Da rolled his eyes, let out a light snort, and walked away with the hoe on his shoulders. He was ashamed to show his ass to the public, shameless, having a mother without a mother is a lack of quality.

The good mood of the two of them after meeting such a piece of rubbish cooled down.

Wen Rujuan went home to make lunch, and Wei Yan took a basin and shampoo to the yard to bathe Xiaohan.

The puppy looked smaller when it got wet, with its tail between its legs pitifully.

Wei Yan quickly rubbed it twice, and then dried it with a dry towel: "Okay, my son, let's go play."

Xiaohan sneezed twice, shook his fur, and went to find the duck.

The old gods Dahei and Soybean were eating the chopped vegetables in the pot. If the dog was bigger, they might be afraid, and the fart is so big that the little Maodouzi doesn't even bother to give alms.

After dinner, Wen Rujuan still didn't go to the field, and read comics leisurely with his wife in his arms.

Xiaohan circled around the bed, trying to climb up, and biting the sheets. Wei Yan was afraid that it would bite the sheets, so he pulled out the balls of wool left over from knitting gloves and played a perfunctory game with it.

At first Xiaohan still didn't understand, so he just wagged his tail and watched.

Wen Ruzhe put down the comic book and showed it personally.

"Did you see, like me, the ball of thread will run after throwing it out, and run to pick it up."

Xiaohan was confused.

Wen Ruzhuo motioned for his wife to throw the ball of wool, and he chased it out on all fours, and ran back with the ball of wool in his mouth very seriously.

Xiaohan seems to understand a little bit.

Wei Yan threw the ball of wool again, it ran over to pick it up and put it at Wei Yan's feet, and gently touched Wei Yan's ankle with the tip of its cool nose, asking for praise.

Wen Ruzhuo and You Rongyan: "My son is smart."

The dog man is quite quick to adapt to his identity, Wei Yan was lazy: "You can play parent-child games with it, I want to squat for a while."

Of course, being funny with a dog son is not as good as sleeping with his wife. Wen Ruzhuan raised his hand and threw the ball of wool outside the bedroom door, and while Xiaohan was chasing him out, he closed the door forcefully: "Come on, Yanyan, let's have a second child."

"I can't give birth, I want to give birth to you."

"Don't speak dirty."

"I! I can't give birth."

"Just add more seeds."

Wei Yan: "...Why didn't you give birth, and why have I been down here all the time?"

Wen Ruxuan was a little nervous, what was his wife going to do: "I'm tired on the top, I can't bear you to be tired."

"Then you can't move by yourself?"

Unable to win the battle of words, Wen Rujuan could only use his hands and mouth.

Wei Yan softened into a puddle of water.

Wen Ruzhe breathed a sigh of relief, thinking of counterattacking after being so soft, was he dreaming?

Xiaohan groaned and scratched at the door. It didn't quite understand why the door suddenly closed after playing well.

The trousers were thrown on the ground, Wei Yan's eyes were blurred, and there was fine sweat on his forehead. He hated hot weather.

Trousers in hot weather are loose, and loose trousers are mostly elastic bands.

Wen Ruxuan loves the hot weather so much, he secretly calls his wife's sweatpants and shorts 'husband's happy pants', and they fall down as soon as they are pulled, which is very convenient.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-04-0201:00:54~2020-04-0300:14:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Zhenzhen 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of stupid cats; 4 bottles of Wenxi; 2 bottles of pumpkin crisps;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!