I lost my horse after agreeing to a divorce with the crazy villain

Chapter 397 Jiang Xingzhi and Yan Wu’s Wedding
The bandit brothers all fell silent.

After all, given their immense courage, they did not dare to marry this boss who could break their arms and legs with just a raise of his hand, and who could turn into a violent maniac anytime and anywhere.

On this point, they instantly admired the pretty boy.

When Jiang Xingzhi came back, Yan Wu was squatting by the stove trying to blow up the fire.

She heard the noise and raised her head to look, Jiang Xingzhi saw that her little wife, who was so slick, was ashamed at the moment, with black spots all over her face, like a little white cat that rolled in the ashes at the bottom of the pot, and immediately turned black It's so dark that you can't look directly at it.

"Awu, you, what are you doing?"

Yan Wu coughed and sneezed, and said aggrievedly: "I want to heat up the rice last night so that you can eat it when you come back, but the fire doesn't obey my control, and I can't light it no matter what."

As I talked, I felt so wronged that I almost cried.

Jiang Xingzhi hurriedly held her in his arms and comforted her: "It's the fire that's not good. I'll teach it a lesson later. Don't be sad, madam. Maybe it's the fire that feels sorry for you and doesn't want you to do such chores." , you will leave this kind of thing to me in the future, don't do it yourself, or I will feel very distressed."

He took a clean handkerchief and wiped Yan Wu's face.

As a result, the more he wiped it, the darker Yan Wu's face became.

Fortunately, he could hold back his smile and sit down next to the wooden pillar. He then filled Yan Wu with water and wiped his face and hands bit by bit.

Yan Wu was still aggrieved: "I see it's easy for you to light a fire, but why is it so difficult for you to get it into my hands!"

Jiang Xingzhi touched her little face, then squeezed her hand: "Because I should do this kind of thing, not you."

"But I feel sorry for you being so busy. I am your wife, and I want to do some work to help you. This is something we two people should do together."

When Jiang Xingzhi heard this, he pursed his lips, then stretched out his hand to pull Yan Wu into his arms.

"Awu, Awu." He rubbed his face against Yan Wu's hair and murmured: "You are so kind, you are so kind, how could I be so virtuous and capable as to marry you, Awu, my wife."

So Jiang Xingzhi finally made this breakfast again.

There’s no need to cook it, just heat up the rabbit porridge from last night and you can eat it.

The newlyweds are so passionate about each other that they would look up at each other infatuatedly from time to time while eating, and then secretly giggle secretly as they look at each other.

The leftover meal from last night, which was almost rancid, was eaten by the young couple and turned into a beautiful feast.

After eating, Jiang Xingzhi started to fence the yard again.

Jiang Xingzhi only had one set of clothes, the same one he wore when he was caught going up the mountain. He had been working in the past two days and his clothes had been scratched in many places.

There are looted fabrics in the cottage, but no one knows how to make clothes. It is useless for everyone to ask for those things. The fabrics have been piled up in the warehouse and are about to mold.

Yan Wu found some pieces of cloth from the warehouse, and while Jiang Xingzhi was building the fence, she used needle and thread to try to make clothes for Jiang Xingzhi.

It's a pity that in this dream world, it's fine for her to fight and kill, but it's almost as if she is dying to do needlework.

In just a short while, either the needle pricked her finger, or she broke the needle.

It's life and death, and there's no balance at all.

Yan Wu was so angry that he almost found a mallet and smashed all these needles into pieces.

In front of her own men, she didn't give her any face.

(End of this chapter)