Take a Husband for Farming

The crowd raised their glasses, clamored for Yang Zixuan's wine, and stopped talking about the turmoil in the center. The voice of the opera singer singing was looming outside the flower hall. Nowadays, there is wine today, which is drunk.

After two days of trouble, a mother-in-law came over to remind her that the time for the curfew was approaching.

Mrs. Zuo stretched her face unhappyly, pulling Mu Rouzang very reluctantly, and said, "In the future, you must remember to visit your grandmother often, and it is easy to have a blessing, but it is just a few years to marry someone When I ’m home, I do n’t know how much hardship this monkey has to suffer. Do n’t forget that you often take her home to play. I just made it once I saw her. ”

Speaking of everyone here, it is inevitable that the old lady is old, as she said. Looking at the grandchildren, the grandchildren can always bear Huan at their knees. It is old age, but no Asked.

"Old lady, you can rest assured. We will often invite nephew daughters to the house from time to time, and we can also ask you to rest assured that she is alive and well." Mrs. Zuo does not know what Mrs. Zuo means, but she is afraid of Mrs. Hou Bullying Rou Sang is too hard.

Mrs. Zuo touched a tear and took Mu Rouzang's hand and said, "I also know that just seeing is uneasy, and the little monkey is still young!" This means that he is afraid of Rou Sang's loss. In the end, Mrs. Hou ate more salt than Mu Rouzang.

Mu Rouzang hurriedly coaxed, "Yeah, grandma, you have forgotten one thing."

"What's the matter?" Asked by her, Mrs. Zuo had forgotten to be sad first.

"It's my foster aunt, that's an aunt that really wins my heart!" Mu Rouzang reminded euphemistically, Aunt Liu stood up but was a master, and she would never let her suffer.

Mrs. Zuo's tears have not dried yet, and she laughed again, saying, "Yes, yes, how can I forget her, daughter-in-law, remember to give more rewards, so that she can take good care of her My little monkey must not cause people to complain. "

"Okay, old lady, you just have to put your heart in your belly, this daughter-in-law will never forget it." Mrs. Zuo responded to the incident, and Mu Rouzang was used to being generous, and even more so to the cousin and the aunt. It ’s okay to say that when I ’m not married, I always send some good pearls and two people. Mrs. Zuo kept trying, and Mu Rouzang had to set foot on a carriage to return to Hou's house.

Because it was late, he entered the house from the west corner gate and went directly into his own yard.

"Hurry up and cook two bowls of sober soup. Today we two have two more bottles and we are getting a little bit of wine." Mu Rou Sang rushed into the door as soon as he entered the door and waited for the spring breeze.

Yang Zixuan reached out her hand to pinch her thin waist very blushingly, a blushing face, squirted the wine over her mouth, and said, "Mother, come here for a fragrant one!"

Murou sauna quilt covered his mouth and pushed him away disgustingly: "You smell awful away from me."

Yang Zixuan drank a wine drink and posted it to hold her for a kiss. He also said, "Mother, let's eat at the same table in the evening. I didn't hate you for my husband!"

Mu Rouzang heard that black lines drifted across his head, reached out and held his ears, and asked, "Yang Zixuan, I have only been married for three days, and you have begun to abandon me?"

Contrary to her sizzling eyes, Yang Zixuan's drunkenness awakened halfway, and he laughed aloud: "Mother-in-law, it is purely a misnomer for her husband. Absolutely not next time, otherwise you will bite me and hit me It's all right, but if you bite me, I will feel bad for your teeth. If you hit me, I will worry about whether your hand hurts. "

Mu Rou Sang couldn't help crying and laughing. He had to twist his shoulders and let him carry the room into the room. He called the girl to give him hot water and wash him. After she had cleaned up and returned to the room, Yang Zixuan had already fallen asleep.

"Grandma, the hangover soup is here." Chunfeng brought two hangover soup in.

Mu Rouzang stretched out a hand to drink a bowl, and coaxed Yang Zixuan to feed a bowl. Then he let him fall asleep and turned to Chunfeng said, "You go and cook a pot in the room. The fumigation cage was warming, and Zixuan drank a lot today, fearing that he would drink in the middle of the night. "

When the spring breeze was busy, I went to cook a pot again. As expected, at the middle of the night Yang Zixuan shouted thirst. Mu Rouzang had to get up and toss again. In the fourth day, I saw him born. Only will fall asleep.

She just felt that after closing her eyes for a short while, she heard Chunran yelling outside and it was time to get up.

Yang Zixuan had a good night's sleep until dawn. When she got up, she saw Mu Rou Sang wearing two dark circles. She was stunned, holding her little face in her hands and asking: "Little Sang Sang, what happened to you? But I came back last night. Scared? No, why am I not impressed? "

Mu Rouzang snapped away his devil's claws and yawned and said in tears: "The reason why I didn't rest well is not because a certain alcoholic is tossing in the middle of the night, it's either hungry or thirsty!"

Speaking of anger, she turned her head and said, "Yang Zixuan, you are strictly forbidden from getting drunk in the future. If you come back next time, you will give me a foot pedal. Would you not like it? Then sleep in the Luohan bed outside."

Yang Zixuan was only half a beat slow and didn't respond, and the price went up in a hurry. She reached out and stopped her: "Stop, lady, you have the heart to call a husband to sleep on a hardwood bed on a cold day? What if it gets cold? What to do, it's still the lady who distresses you! "

Yang Zixuan was really too cunning, watching Mu Rouzang sit on the bed with a tangled face, and helped her to get her clothes with her legs, saying, "Last night, I was troubled by a lady, because she was watching Zuo's mother to her. She was so petting, she was happy for a few cups of yellow soup, and she was tired at night, so come and dress her for her husband. "

"Well, death, just go!" Mu Rouzang blushed and couldn't help but take a sip.

"The lady's words are dare not to follow her husband, so I have to sacrifice myself for myself, come on, kiss my lady, let's do something refreshing in the morning."

After speaking, she had to pounce on Mu Rouzang, frightened her to reach out and stop: "Stop, should I go to my mother to make rules today?"

Mu Rouzang's reminder suddenly discouraged him and said unhappyly, "Will the lady continue to pretend?"

"Do you want outsiders to say that I am not?" Mu Rouzang grabbed clothes from him and started to put them on by himself. If he waited for Yang Zixuan to wear them, he would have to eat tofu. Lie back on the bed.

"Mother-in-law, I really feel bad for you, just thinking that you must haven't slept well last night." Yang Zixuan scratched his head embarrassed, how he answered, Mu Rouzang would not be happy.

"You know this, then you must remember Mo Lu Cup next time." Mu Rou Sang really stunned.

Yang Zixuan knew that he should n’t take it down today, for fear that the matter would n’t end: "I see, I know, is it okay for the lady to be angry?"

Mu Rou sauna had really lost his temper, so he shoved him and said, "Okay, let's get up now, and punish you to dress yourself today."

"No, mother!" Yang Zixuan's head suddenly became big, how could he dress himself?

"Do you want to be tired of me? Or which of my maids did you like?" Mu Rouzang heard that he felt uncomfortable again.

If you want to talk about a woman's mind, Hai Zi's needle, Yang Zixuan really can't figure out what she wants at this moment, and she changes her face.

"Mother, you are the only one in your husband's eyes."

Mu Rouzang rolled his eyes, helplessly picked up his clothes, and tickled his little finger: "Oh, come here, let's get dressed."

"Mother, your husband is not your son."

"You don't want to wear it?"

"Ah, no, wear ..."

Well, the two finally got tired and got out of the room, but they missed the breakfast time, and they randomly picked up two buns and dealt with it casually.

"Mother-in-law, it's not good for her husband." Yang Zixuan felt guilty as she ate something.

Mu Rou Sang grimaced, and the little man in his heart laughed with his hips on his back, hum, called you drunk! See if you dare to covet the cup next time.

"Let's go, please greet my mother."

Yang Zixuan was far behind, flattering: "Mother, give you an umbrella for your husband."

Chunjing didn't hold back first, and couldn't help laughing.

Mu Rou Sang turned her head and the two knifes flew over, dare to laugh at her husband, do you not want to live?

"Maternal grandmother, the slaver suddenly remembered that the almond milk that the grandma wants to drink has not been cooked yet, and the slaver went to the kitchen to take a look." He shrugged as he walked.

Others were not in a good mood, and they had been touching the oil on their feet for a long time.

"Hum, you guys can run fast, husband, let's go, let's go to the main hospital!" After finishing talking, he held Yang Zixuan's arm.

Frightened Yang Zixuan was in a cold sweat, for fear that he would be followed.

The two supported each other to the flower hall with their paper umbrellas together, and the girl-girls waiting for the flight saw the two coming from afar. None of them knew what was going on in these days, and those who had a clear mind also saw a doorway. I didn't dare to look down on her anymore, and asked Ann busy and respectfully.

Early in the morning, Yang Zixuan and Mu Rouzang came to greet Mrs. Hou, and she and her mother Shen came out to welcome her very kindly.

"Come into the house and warm up a bit. The wife just got up and was still thinking about it. I'm afraid your young and uninformed overslept. You never thought that the two masters would come in time."

Yang Zixuan chuckled and said, "Your mother met her personally. My lady and I are here to greet my mother."

"I heard the girl say it earlier, no, the lady sent the old slave to greet her in person, please come inside." Mother Shen led the two into the house, and then went into the back room to communicate. From time to time, I heard the back room for a while. Ring Pei Ding-Dang, bead curtain light.

Mu Rouzang heard the movements and looked up, milfs, the charm still exists, she just thought of these words.

"Meet my mother!"

"Mom slept well yesterday!"

With a loving face, Mrs. Hou gently held up Mu Rouzang, and then recruited Yang Zixuan and said, "Get up quickly, the ground is cold, and the family is not happy with these ill-mannered gifts."