My Tough Husband

Mo Yanzhi soon brought lunch, a bowl of pigeon soup, a bowl of rice mixed with coarse and fine rice, the green on the rice should be wild vegetables.

According to memory, Han Tingxuan knew that the meal was pretty good. At home, the original owner has always eaten this kind of rice, and the pigeons should be obtained by hunting. After all, Mo Yanzhi is a good hunter with martial arts. But Mo Yanzhi himself didn't eat well. They were all whole grains, and occasionally only wowotou.

There was not much money in the family. This time the original owner was beaten and injured. Mo Yanzhi should have taken the only money left to buy medicine and see a doctor...

Thinking like this, Han Tingxuan asked, looking at only one bowl of rice. "have you eaten?"

Mo Yanzhi said: "If you are in poor health, let's eat first. I'll go down to the kitchen and have something to eat." While answering this way, Mo Yanzhi was very surprised that the other party would ask about himself instead of complaining about not having a good meal. dish.

Although Han Tingxuan had the idea of ​​living like this if Mo Yanzhi was really good, he knew what kind of person the original owner was, and he didn't want to be too strange.

After all, the soul has changed for a person or something... the one who can't accept it, is revealed, not dead or hurt.

It would be too wrong to be burned to death as a monster! This is just a small village, and feudal superstition is strong. This is very possible!

Therefore, Han Tingxuan just nodded.

To be honest, the taste of pigeon soup is really not very good...Of course, it has a lot to do with his mouthiness. You must know that, except for some hard days before becoming an adult, then it will be smooth and smooth, and there is a lot of money. There is nowhere to spend it, so it's natural to pay attention to the degree of eating and wearing.

There are chefs in the family from all over the world, from the past to Italy, and then to the local... Therefore, this pigeon soup lacks seasoning and does not pay attention to the workmanship. He really does not think it tastes good.

However, Han Tingxuan knew better that he couldn't compare with before. He is not unheard of, even if he feels that Mo Yanzhi's craftsmanship is not as good as his own, he will never show anything!

The pigeon soup and pigeon meat have been solved, but this bowl of rice...he hasn't eaten any coarse grains even though he is poor! So, it's really hard to swallow!

In the end, very reluctantly, Han Tingxuan only ate a small half. However, for this small half, the noodles he ate was not reluctant at all...

After that, Mo Yanzhi saw that there was so much left in Han Tingxuan, and couldn't help but say, "You can eat more, so that you can recover faster."

Han Tingxuan shook his head. "Can't eat it, you can eat it."

Mo Yanzhi paused, a little surprised, but he glanced at Han Tingxuan and said nothing.

When Mo Yanzhi packed up his things and left, Han Tingxuan tried his best to get up. He only hit his head. Although there were injuries on his body, it was only a skin injury. Now that the soul has been replaced by one, all that is missing is rest.

Han Tingxuan has always paid great attention to his quality of life, and now he is naturally dissatisfied with this family. Especially when it comes to eating, he is dead and unwilling to treat himself badly!

Therefore, money has become the biggest problem!

As soon as he got out of bed, Han Tingxuan felt that his legs were still a little trembling. He stood for a while, moved a little, and his whole body was a little bit painful, but Han Tingxuan had always been a kind and ruthless character, both to others and to himself.

Therefore, the more painful, the more he moved.

After a while, he felt a little more comfortable. Well, things must be reversed. It really makes sense.

After that, Han Tingxuan stepped out and exited the door of the room. It was the small living room. In front of the living room was the kitchen, which was not too big. After all, it's a thatched cottage, so how can it be better!

Han Tingxuan saw Mo Yanzhi using his lunch in the kitchen at a glance.

The other half of his remaining bowl of rice did not move. He ate coarse grains, vegetables, wild vegetables, and a bowl of boiled water. Looking at this scene, Han Tingxuan, who had come from modern times, felt a little sad.

Mo Yanzhi really deserves to be a martial artist. He knew it as soon as Han Tingxuan came over. He immediately put down his half-bowl of coarse grain lunch and walked over. "How did you get down? Just call it as long as you need it."

Han Tingxuan smiled. "Lying on the bed is also tired and panic." Then, he walked into the kitchen.

"How much fine rice is there?" Han Tingxuan asked.

Mo Yanzhi's heart sighed, and he said softly: "It's not much, three bowls, only enough for you to eat for three or four days. You can't sell a lot of money." Is this because he thought he was going to sell rice for money? Han Tingxuan paused. After thinking about it, this is really what the original owner did in two days...The original owner often took the rice from the house and the game that Mo Yanzhi had not had time to sell!

The money sold is drinking and gambling!

Han Tingxuan really didn't know what to say about the original owner, but he was quite miserable, how could he run into such a predecessor!

Mo Yanzhi thought that his words would immediately be exchanged for curses, punches and kicks, but he was also used to it. Moreover, Han Tingxuan's body is small and his strength is not great, for him, he can't cause any real harm. This is why he never fights back every time. What's more, there is real guilt in his heart.

They were all ready to be beaten, but Han Tingxuan smiled unexpectedly, and said, "I didn't plan to sell it. I didn't have enough food. Just ask."

Mo Yanzhi didn't believe this, and Han Tingxuan's attitude today was so good that it would be impossible without a reason, so he just remained silent.

Sure enough, Han Tingxuan said. "After we finish eating, let's go to town."

It turned out to be waiting here... Mo Yanzhi guessed why the opponent had to go to town when the injury was still not healed. After a while, he thought, it should be for revenge. He knows he has martial arts, so he should let himself be a thug. However, he really wants to clean up the group of ruffians. But the best thing is to go secretly at night and get hurt so badly that people can't grasp the handle.

I'm afraid this blue sky and white sun will get into trouble!

Although he thought so in his heart, Mo Yanzhi didn't say that if he didn't listen to what Han Tingxuan decided, it would be his own luck. Let the day be the day...whatever, he is not afraid of it!

After thinking about this, Mo Yanzhi only replied, "Okay."

Han Tingxuan didn’t know that Mo Yanzhi had thought of so much in just a few seconds, and he decided to give his "husband" face and risk revenge in the day. He just laughed after Mo Yanzhi agreed. , Thinking about how to make the first pot of gold, and lift the most basic crisis of eating and living!