hunting and farming husband

At this time, the neighbor door just fell asleep.

At the moment, there is a lot of noise and noise outside, and it is very lively.

Many people thought they had been thieves, so they quickly got up from the bed and took the guy out.

Cheng Fu didn't care about his mother who fell to the ground, so he shoved the shit into his room and closed the door with a bang.

Tuliu Du Qiuhong looked at the door with frightened legs.

Her legs were weak, and she could only push her feet back in vain.

After a while, neighbors rushed to Cheng's house with hoes, shovels, and tongs.

Cheng Langyu took Ye Rendong by the hand without any fear. When he came to him, he lowered his voice and apologized to the neighbors, explaining the reason briefly.

Then he continued to knock on the door: "Hurry up and open the door, I am Cheng Langyu."

Du Qiuhong couldn't hear the name at all, so he could only yell: "Lang Yu, we didn't do it on purpose. If we want revenge, we will find the person who killed you. We just saw that you moved to the old house."

"If you want to blame, blame your bad luck. It's not our fault. Go find the person who killed you."

At that time, everyone believed in ghosts and gods, let alone Du Qiuhong who had done something wrong.

She was so frightened that she trembled on the ground, completely unable to control her body.Frightened, he could only widen his eyes and try his best to explain.

Coincidentally, the neighbors around outside could hear clearly.

"What a crime, this Du Qiuhong dares to throw a living person outside waiting to die."

"This woman is a snake and a scorpion."

"It's just that, it's hard for Lang Yu to marry such a person."

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Cheng Langyu said humbly to the villagers around him: "Uncles and aunts, I'm going home in the middle of the night, and I can't get in with my husband, so to speak..."

"What's the matter! It's Du Qiuhong who is a guilty conscience and dare not open the door. It's none of your business."

"Cheng's, it's your Langyu who has returned."

"Open the door quickly. Let the children blow the cold wind outside in the cold weather. If you don't open it again, let's push the door."

Someone started, and the neighbors saw the poor child, and called for the door one after another.

Before, they all thought that Cheng Langyu was staying at home, but they didn't know that they came back from outside.

To be moved outside in the middle of the night, regardless of life or death, is also a crime.And this woman Du Qiuhong has really polluted the atmosphere of Shanghua Village, and Cheng Anhua is also a fool.

Finally, amidst the knocking on the door one after another.Ye Qiuhong came back to her senses, her face turned ugly for a moment.

The little bastard is really not dead.

But... it would be better to die outside!

With no other choice, she could only get up and pat the ashes, and open the door.Pretend to smile: "Lang Yu, come back, mother said that you will definitely come back, but no, I pray to God and worship Buddha to give you hope that you will come back."

Cheng Langyu didn't look at her, just took Ye Rendong and bowed to thank the uncles and aunts outside.This led him in.

"It's gone, it's gone, go back to sleep."

The person walked slowly, Du Qiuhong's face was ugly.Gossip can also be heard.

"This woman is not a good person at first glance."

"Throwing Lang Yu out, poor thing, how could such a poisonous woman with a viper's heart be put on the table."

Du Qiuhong was unlucky for eight lifetimes tonight, and she put the blame entirely on Cheng Langyu's head, staring at their backs viciously.

Cheng Langyu didn't care at all, and didn't do any superficial work, and walked to his previous room.

"Aunt Du, where's the key to my door?"

Du Qiu turned red-eyed and murmured, it hit his hand.

She smiled sincerely: "How can there be any key? Didn't you take it with you when you left? Why, lost it?"

"That's a pity."

Cheng Langyu touched Ye Rendong's cold hand.His face darkened, and he became more permeable under the moonlight: "Cheng Fu went to that room, I think it's not bad..."

Du Qiuhong's mouth was instantly blocked as if he had eaten feces.She laughed dryly: "Heh...heh...I'll look for it, look for it."

Saying that, he turned around while buttoning his jacket tightly.

Cheng Langyu, a brat who has fought for four years, has rough skin and thick flesh.Her family is so rich, how can they beat him.

Not long after, Du Qiuhong came out with a bunch of keys and opened the door a few times.

With a fake smile: "The ones that returned to their original positions didn't move, didn't move."

Du Qiuhong is not afraid of anyone, but Cheng Langyu.He was deep in thought, and he had suffered a lot from him before.

Cheng Langyu didn't care what she thought, the moment he stepped into the door, he said, "Leave the trouble light."

"Also, since I'm back now, please pack up my mother's things and return them to me intact... After all, they are reserved for my future husband."

After finishing speaking, without looking at Du Qiuhong's gritted silver teeth, he directly closed the door.

Standing in the house where he lived for half a year, Cheng Langyu didn't miss it at all.

Wiping the stool down, he pressed Ye Liandong's shoulder to make him sit down. "Okay, I'll clean up."

He saw that there was not much dust on his fingertips, so it was easy.

I haven't been back for four years, but Du Qiuhong should have cleaned up this house just now.It must have been watching myself die and being able to move my own things.

He opened the cabinet, and there were all the quilts his mother had saved for marrying a daughter-in-law.

He touched the inside of the quilt.Sure enough, the little burden was gone...

Looking around, even a lot of valuables in the house were taken away.Including his box of books.

Cheng Langyu didn't have much ink, took out the quilt and spread it on, and then led Ye Liandong to the edge of the bed.

"I'm going to boil some water to wash up, you rest first."

Ye Liandong's eyeballs flickered around, until he said this, and grabbed his sleeve.He raised his head and said, "Together."

Cheng Langyu stood, rubbing his little brother's eyebrows with his palm. "good."

After the tossing is over, the chickens wake up from sleep.

Ye Liandong leaned against the man's chest in a daze, and cooperated with him to undress.

Without the thick padded jacket, the soft glutinous rice ball rolled into Cheng Langyu's palm.He hugged and rubbed it vigorously a few times, making it smooth and tender, with a faint fragrance.

Cheng Langyu's eyes darkened, and her breathing gradually became heavier.Wrapping Xiaonuotuan in a quilt, he slammed his chin on Ye Liandong's shoulder like a dangerous big cat.

The straight tip of the nose is attached to the delicate neck.In shallow breaths, there is a reassuring fragrance.

"Fulang..." Cheng Langyu closed his eyes, his voice was hoarse as if he had used his voice too much.

Ye Liandong was really sleepy.

No matter how hard I tried, I could only open half of my eyes.Staring at Ayu who was getting very close in a daze, he muttered.Relaxed completely, and drilled deeper into his arms.

Cheng Langyu heard the word "wound".

Suddenly his eyebrows drooped, and he moved away a little melancholy.

There are still ten days, just ten days!

He hugged the person through the quilt, and kept staring at the soft Ye Rendong.

I don't know how many times he painted his face before he hugged him carefully and lay down.

My little brother's hands and feet are cold, and he always finds a warm place to paste it when he falls asleep.

Cheng Langyu was very angry. Although he would feel uncomfortable, he couldn't let Fu Lang be cold.

His wolf ears drooped, and he still covered his hands and feet.

Cheng Langyu: Why was it not the arm that was injured?