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Chapter 229 The Little Lady of the Han in the Mountains

Chapter 229 The Little Lady of the Han in the Mountains (9)

"Don't worry, with me here, you don't have to be afraid of wild animals..." Meng Qiansheng patted his chest, then smiled innocently.

Smile again!
Yun Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Will Mr. Xiang go with me?"

"Of course." Meng Qiansheng took the basket from Yun Yuan, carried it on his back, and then told Meng Siyu, "Dog... Siyu, remember to take care of your mother's chicken."

"Got it!" Meng Siyu was very happy.

"Grandma! Grandma!" Meng Siyu found Chen Yun who was sitting on the ground looking at the broken water tank in a daze, "Grandma, what are you doing here!"

Chen Yun looked up, saw Meng Siyu, and asked seriously, "Where's your mother?"

This big water tank will be crushed if it is trampled on, and it will not be given any sympathy. How can it be used to store water now? !
"Mother and Dad have gone up the mountain." Meng Siyu walked over in a desperate manner, lying on Chen Yun's lap, and said in a childlike voice: "Grandma, Mother made a chicken, it's delicious. It smells like chicken."

"Hmph, that loser broke my water tank, trampled my wooden bench, and killed my chicken!" Chen Yun got angry when he said that.

"Grandma, but the chicken made by Mother is really delicious."

"You..." Chen Yun looked at his grandson with longing in his eyes.

That is the craving for meat.

Looking back, my grandson hasn't eaten meat for a long, long time.

The last time they ate meat, Meng Qiansheng went up the mountain and killed a fox, then sold the fox, and bought some pork back.

And just a little bit.

Just tasted the meat.

Most of them went into Sun Cuihua's stomach.

"Okay, okay, I'll eat chicken legs for you later." Chen Yun stroked Meng Siyu's little head affectionately.

Meng Siyu swayed her legs, "Grandma eats too."

Then give the chicken wings to mother and father to eat.

Hmm... Finally, I gave the chicken neck to my sister-in-law.

……

On the way up the mountain.

Meng Qiansheng walked ahead with a sickle in his hand, and when he encountered a plant blocking the road, he waved it off to ensure that Yun Yuan behind him would not be hurt by the plants on the mountain.

After walking for a while, Meng Qiansheng looked back at Yun Yuan.

The red face, the slightly parted bright red lips, and the fine beads of sweat on the face seemed to have a faint fragrance in the wind.

His little lady seemed to be a different person after drowning once.

There have been earth-shaking changes from the outside to the inside.

She speaks softer than before, her eyes are softer than before, and she treats her son much better.

Although he was still fierce to his mother as before, Meng Qiansheng felt that his wife would get better!

"Tired?" Meng Qiansheng asked in a low voice.

The deep voice slowly blows away with the breeze in the mountains.

A magnetic sound wafts from tree to tree.

"Not tired." Yun Yuan answered truthfully.

"Take a break." Meng Qiansheng only thought she was being brave, "Drink some water, don't be thirsty."

Yun Yuan was overjoyed, and stared at Meng Qiansheng with a pair of beautiful eyes looking forward to life.

Meng Qiansheng was confused by her, "What's wrong?"

"My husband is so kind to me." Yun Yuan smiled slightly.

She was a little uncertain.

This person is like him but not like him.

"You are my wife, who would I treat if I am not good to you?" Meng Qiansheng helped her unplug the gourd, "Come, drink some water."

Yun Yuan opened his mouth, and Meng Qiansheng stuffed the mouth of the gourd into her small mouth, and then poured water into Yun Yuan's mouth bit by bit very carefully and gently.

Drinking water, staring at Meng Qiansheng without blinking, Yun Yuan felt a little flattered.

This is being spoiled and disabled, right?

Meng Qiansheng just regarded her as a cripple!
It's so similar to that person!

(End of this chapter)

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