thank you very much

Really looking forward to entering the courtyard like this, Wen Fuzhu scanned around only to find that there were no new friends.

Qin Niang set up an oven in the middle of the yard, with Tan Chen and Cen Yao helping out, and then the man named Yifeng slept soundly on the recliner beside him.

It's just...a farmhouse scene.

Qin Niang immediately put down her things when she heard the sound, and wiped the water stains on her clothes with her backhand. While greeting Wen Fuzhu with a smile, she pulled Xie Changhuan over and patted him up and down to confirm that there was nothing wrong with it. Afterwards, I was relieved, and then the tone was raised without saying a word, "What are you doing?! Leave us alone? The letter didn't make it clear!"

What Xie Changhuan and Wen Fuzhu confessed about this matter was that before he got drunk that night, he sent a letter to report that he was safe, and then went to drink.In fact, Xie Changhuan was in a very bad mood that day.But Wen Fuzhu didn't expect that he was in a bad mood because of something he mistook.

At this moment, I also felt that they were justifiably worried, and Wen Fuzhu didn't want to hold on to his act of beheading before playing the letter. At this moment, he just greeted Tan Chen and Cen Yao with a smile.

It was a bit strange when I greeted Cen Yao, but Wen Fuzhu's gentle smile was not a little softer, and the strong man on the recliner suddenly woke up, "Yaoer, I'm thirsty."

"No long hands?!" Cen Yaliu raised his eyebrows, turned around and scolded him while blowing his nose and staring.

"Move lazily." The man scratched his butt embarrassingly and jumped off the recliner, and grabbed her waist, "Then I'll pour the water myself, daughter-in-law, do you want to drink?"

In this way, Wen Fuzhu couldn't say hello, but he also felt a little strange in his heart. When he first entered the yard, he didn't even look at himself, didn't he still pretend to be sleeping at ease?Why did it suddenly come out at this time...

Yifeng walked back while pouring water. His hands were also big. He brought two more teacups, which were also full. I thought it was picked up by wild wolves."

Xie Changhuan rolled his eyes, "It looks like we can't beat a wolf together?"

"Tsk, what I said was that I thought you two had met a pack of wolves. You really did, let alone the two of you. The ten of you together can only hide."

Wen Fuzhu took it and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Yifeng took the remaining two cups and walked towards Cen Yao, scratched his butt again, he smiled and turned around and said, "Thank you, it's all from my family. The meat will be roasted in a while, let's eat together, but it's a pity that it's now No drinking. After the task is over, let's have a few pots to drink."

Wen Fuzhu's face changed in embarrassment, and then put on a sincere shy look. Before he could speak, he heard Xie Changhuan say, "Old Wen can't drink, Brother Feng, you want to fight for wine come to me."

Yifeng moved the chair, pulled it to sit next to Cen Yao, and handed her water while perfunctory.

Wen Fuzhu took a sip and stopped talking.

Xie Changhuan was also looking for a silent stool, and quickly moved one for Old Wen, and are the two in the opposite room alive or dead, and they didn't fart?

Just when Xie Changhuan felt that he could not find a stool, and the only comfortable reclining chair was taken by Yifeng for Cen Yao to rest, and Xie Changhuan wished to lie on the ground as a human bench, Wen Fuzhu had already found a remote corner, relying on A little rest against the wall.

"Old Wen..." Xie Changhuan was about to lead him into his own room, since the two of them didn't want to come out to see each other, then they might not see each other, since he didn't know each other well anyway.

Before he could move over and open his mouth, he saw that the door on the opposite side was finally opened.

Wen Fuzhu couldn't help feeling cold - the internal energy of the people in those two rooms is so high!He didn't even hear it at all!

It was an old man who came out, his face was a little familiar after seeing it this way, it was Tan Chen's usual disguise, but luckily Tan Chen didn't change his face now, otherwise he would have really hit a ghost for himself.

The old man held a bench under his armpit, and then came towards Xie Changhuan and Wen Fuzhu in a "clumsy" way.

Wen Fuzhu's hand holding the teacup also tightened. This posture was for fighting, not for them to sit on the bench.

But the old man stopped in front of them, then put the bench in his hand in front of them, pointed, and went back to the house silently.

"Zifo, are you coming out to meet people too?" Qin Niang called out in a high voice, and returned to the room with a muffled voice, "I have extra benches here."

Then there is no text.

Probably it will be completed - I have a spare bench here, ask this old man to move it out, and you can sit too.

Wen Fuzhu's heart was shocked even more at this moment, could this young man have clairvoyant eyes, how could he know that the two of them had no place to sit just now?

After thinking about it this way, he realized that he had missed it. Although he had scanned around and the house as soon as he came in at the beginning, but because he didn't notice anyone, and because there were all Chang Huan's friends in the yard, he couldn't help it. I'm sorry to be on guard, so I took a few glances and then closed my mind. At this moment, I glanced at the window again, only to find that there seemed to be a young boy's image on the window sash, but he just looked at himself, and he quickly retracted it. He turned his head so that Wen Fuzhu would not see him.

Wen Fuzhu blinked, a little puzzled as to where it came from, but he sat down unceremoniously first, and Xie Changhuan hurriedly squeezed on this bench with him—has good eyesight!Know to take one but not two.

It was a hot day and she had to lean on Wen Fuzhu. Before she could explain, Qin Niang smiled at Wen Fuzhu in embarrassment, "The child is afraid of giving birth, Xiao Wen, don't mind."

Wen Fuzhu quickly waved his hands, and said softly, "How could that be?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt itching in his ears. Xie Changhuan said quietly, "The old man is a dumb man. We all call him old dumb. The boy has a handicap and his name is Ji Zifo. But both of them are very good at kung fu." .”

Wen Fuzhu nodded slightly, and felt that it was not good for Xie Changhuan to say that, especially since he said that the two of them were good at martial arts, so now that he talked about them behind his back, wouldn't he be afraid of being heard?

Xie Changhuan didn't care much about these things. To be honest, they are a group of people who run around, especially a group of desperate people, and few of them have a complete "body", so these things are nothing to them.

In the face of life and death, what else can there be?

So Xie Changhuan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said. He just kept rubbing behind Wen Fuzhu's back and stuck his chin in the socket of his shoulder.

Wen Fuzhu tilted his head slightly, feeling a little itchy from being rubbed by him, and couldn't help laughing lightly, which made everyone in the courtyard look back at the two of them, and it was Xie Changhuan with his legs straddling both sides of the stool, Holding Wen Fuzhu's waist tightly with both hands, she tried her best to rub her face against his.

Look no further.

Cen Yao and Tan Chen were the first to turn their heads.Yifeng also giggled a few times before continuing to talk to Cen Yao about other things.

Wen Fuzhu didn't dare to look at other people's expressions anymore, he felt very embarrassed, too embarrassed, so he couldn't help poking Xie Changhuan secretly, forcing him to back straight to the other side of the stool.

Xie Changhuan was angry, thinking that you were sharing the bed with Su Yan or something, I was always angry for a few days, now you can at least stay with me for a while, here are all my people, why are you so scrupulous.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he simply leaned hard towards the chair, thinking that it would be better to surprise Wen Fuzhu and make him lose his composure even more.

Unexpectedly, Wen Fuzhu seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and at the moment when he was trying to press down, he suddenly got up, but he was caught off guard, and he was about to fall to the ground with his buttocks.

Wen Fuzhu just happened to want to get up and leave. At this moment, he didn't expect Xie Changhuan to be so childish. He was funny and angry at the same time, but at the same time he didn't forget to quickly reach out to pull him. Don't let him fall. After all, he was injured. Just full.

It's just that he pulled it so anxiously that Xie Changhuan was also taken aback.

According to Wen Fuzhu's speed of light work in the past, Xie Changhuan felt that his butt would definitely hurt for a few days.

Unexpectedly, he came over quickly and pulled himself back.

Even Wen Fuzhu was a little unbelievable - it was a few quick calls by Xie Chang unintentionally.In addition, he was too eager to hold Chang Huan, and he was really afraid that something would happen if he fell again.

Xie Changhuan was no longer in the mood to play around, and her eyes sparkled, "Old Wen, let's go outside the yard."

He greeted Nie Bai as he walked, "Look at this, you are called an apprentice, and you are smart if you steal from a teacher. Xiaobai, you also follow quickly, and I will teach you a few more lessons as a teacher."

Wen Fuzhu was a little helpless, but he knew that he wanted the "Master"'s face, so he just lowered his voice and said, "It's good for you to be hurt, don't make trouble, it's not suitable to use too much internal energy."

"I said it's okay, so it's okay." Xie Changhuan couldn't help but clicked his tongue, thinking that his internal injuries would still have time to heal anyway, and he could teach him lightness kung fu again in the next few days, so that he could improve faster, not more Okay?

At this moment, he just pinched Nie Bai's collar carelessly like a cat, led him out of the yard, and turned his head to Wen Fuzhu and said seriously, "Old Wen, trust me."

Wen Fuzhu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gently, "Okay."

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