The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 27 Yun Cheng, Don't Cry
Chapter 28: Yuncheng, don't cry
Sure enough, beauty is used to mislead people.

"Yun Cheng?" Zhang Daya quietly opened the door, and quickly dragged Yun Cheng in.

"Why did you come back so late? Grandma and the others have locked the door. I think if you don't come back later, I will go out to find you."

"Grandma locked the door, how did you get in?"

"Over the wall!" Yun Cheng finally blinked back his tears, but his nose and eye sockets were red, and his voice was distorted.

"Yuncheng. Are you crying?"

"I do not have!"

"Yuncheng, come up quickly, go to sleep, don't cry, I warmed your bed, and I even hid a steamed bun for you, which was hidden by my mother secretly, Yuncheng, we all like you very much , don't cry."

Yun Cheng: "I really didn't cry."

"Okay, okay, okay, you didn't cry." Daya Zhang thought that Yun Cheng was embarrassed, so she didn't say anything.

"Then you, come and eat something." Zhang Daya took out the food and gave it to Yun Cheng, keeping warm under the blanket, still warm.

"There's still hot water."

Yun Cheng took out a quarter of chicken wrapped in leaves from his arms.

"I hunted pheasant on the mountain in the afternoon and roasted it. I've already eaten it. Sister, this is for you. You can eat it." Yun Cheng put the chicken into Zhang Daya's hands, and it was still warm. The smell of meat permeated the room, and Zhang Daya's saliva was secreted in an instant.

It has been a long time since the family has eaten meat.

"Yun Cheng, you are really amazing, you can catch a pheasant!"

"It's because the blind cat ran into a dead mouse, and the chicken hit a tree stump, so I picked it up." Yun Cheng didn't change his face to find an excuse, but he was distracted looking at the translucent screen in front of him.

Even Luo Jia's exposed toes seemed to shy away shyly.

Zhang Daya looked at the meat in his hand and was reluctant to eat it: "Yuncheng, I want to keep it and eat it with my parents, thank you Yuncheng."

"Yuncheng, I think you've changed now."

"You sound so powerful when you speak now. What kind of cat, what kind of mouse, it sounds like a literate person."

"Grandma said you were possessed by a ghost. I think you must have been possessed by a fairy." Zhang Daya hugged the chicken, smelled it again and again, but was reluctant to take a bite.

"You'd better eat it yourself, if someone finds out tomorrow, you won't be able to eat it." Yun Cheng didn't think Zhang Daya would be able to keep the meat.

As for what Zhang Daya said about Yun Cheng being different, Yun Cheng pretended not to hear it.

"That's right! Then Yuncheng, the two of us will eat together."

"I won't eat, big sister, you can eat, I'll go to bed first."

"it is good!"

Yun Cheng advanced into the bed and seemed to be sleeping with his eyes closed, but in fact his consciousness was staring at the screen and his little black face.

"Why did you ask him just now?" Luo Jia reacted so strongly, it must be the little black face acting as a demon.

The little black face hugged himself, and he would definitely not admit it even if he was beaten to death: [Master, I just asked him what's wrong? 】

Yun Cheng stopped arguing with the little black face, because Luo Jia was replying.

He hugged the dark and hard quilt, he must not be able to withstand the cold, because his lips were all white.

"I fell into the water in the afternoon, and my legs hurt a little." Luo Jia's rare voice was soft and waxy, showing a little aggrieved.

It also seems to be acting like a baby, wanting Yuncheng's care.

But Yuncheng couldn't get to this point at all: "Just endure it."

Luo Jia frowned, unable to see clearly the thoughts in his eyes: "It just hurts so much that I can't sleep." The voice became clearer.

(End of this chapter)