After the rebirth, I just want to and I don't want to farm

Chapter 90 White Eyed Wolf

Feeding her seemed quite easy, but when Zhao Han got started, he was still a little clumsy.

Bai Jin was held in his arms, but she couldn't stand it any longer. She stretched out her hand and said, "I'll do it myself."

"I don't like it." Zhao Han snorted and continued to feed her, but after a while, he turned her into a colorful cat.

I'm afraid he was in a good mood today, and he even wiped his face.However, when Bai Jin's delicate little face was wiped clean, looking at her flawless egg-like skin, the corners of Zhao Han's lips twitched dangerously again.

"When will your face get better?" He hasn't forgotten about it yet, and now he's ready to settle the score.

Bai Jin didn't play tricks with him either, she sat upright in his arms: "Half a month ago."

"So you just pretend to me that you are still an ugly monster?" Zhao Han gritted his teeth.

Bai Jin nodded and said frankly, "Yes."

She didn't make a fuss at all today, and she answered whatever he asked. This appearance of being seriously angry with him made Zhao Han start to shut himself up again.

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The family had a simple meal of roasted rabbit meat here, and then Zhao Han carried the little girl to the horse and asked her to hold Xiao Jiu. He sat at the end and ran after the horse pitifully.

From here back to Dongshan of Langya Village, they probably ran for nearly an hour.

However, as soon as he arrived at Dongshan Mountain, Zhao Han hugged Bai Jin down, and the white horse disappeared in the mountains immediately after being chased by Zhao Han.

"Look at the horse raised by me, and then look at you, feed the unfamiliar white-eyed wolf." Zhao Han complained in disgust.

"Daddy, there's someone." Xiao Jiu reached out and grabbed Fa Cai's ear to prevent Fa Cai from being exposed.

The family hid in the bushes, Bai Jin looked out on Zhao Han's back, and saw a grave not far away, and Zhao Chun squatted there expressionlessly burning paper.

About half an hour later, Zhao Chun's figure had disappeared.

Zhao Han kicked Fa Cai's ass, pointed to the nearest grave and said, "Go and dig the dirt."

Fa Cai hummed, but stared at by Zhao Han's death eyes, it still slowly went to dig other people's graves.

"Is there still time to plan?" Bai Jin still remembered the silver needle held by Xiao Jiu last night.

"If it's too late, then I'll bury her again." Zhao Han smiled, and stretched out his hand to put her on the soft ground beside her.

"Jiujiu, did you secretly learn from Doctor Yang?" Bai Jin stroked the little guy's furry head, and spoke in a very gentle tone, which was completely different from that in front of Zhao Han.

Xiao Jiu nodded obediently, and waved his little claws excitedly, but said in a regretful tone: "However, I only stick needles in the head."

"Our Jiujiu is so powerful." Bai Jin hugged him and kissed him, and the mother and son sat side by side on the mound.

"Hmph." Zhao Hanhan, who had never enjoyed this kind of treatment, snorted.

"Wang!" When the sky was about to darken, Fa Cai finally dug out the small soil bag, and Zhao Fugui's coffin was also exposed.

Zhao Han strode over, and with a sharp dagger in his hand, he turned the coffin board to one side.

"Son, come here." Zhao Han yelled at Xiao Jiu, who immediately ran over with Teng Deng Deng.

The long thin needle pierced Zhao Fugui's head, and the man's fingers suddenly moved.

(End of this chapter)