Savage Fortune Little Landlord

Chapter 248 What do you want

Aoki didn't know Wen Ya's details, so it was obvious to be on guard against Wen Ya.

Can't say, of course Xia Weiwei can only nod: "Daddy Qingmu, I understand."

"Here." Aoki tore half of the jerky and handed it over.

Holding up the meat strips in his hands that seemed to be more than the two, Xia Weiwei said: "I have enough to eat."

"The child won't want it, you can eat it quickly." Qingmei stretched out her hand and pushed Aoki's raised arm.

Aoki finally withdrew his mind.

The jerky was really fragrant, and the three of them were reluctant to take a big bite. They put it in their mouths in small quantities, and each person had a piece of jerky that was not half full when Wen Ya was full.

"Let's go." Wen Ya said suddenly.

Xia slightly chewed the jerky and hummed softly: "Yes."

I couldn't help muttering in my heart: When did I become so polite, I was a little scared how to break it!
Wen Ya lowered his eyebrows indifferently and did not move.

Xia Weiwei: "?"

What does this stuff mean?
"Go." Wen Ya said simply and clearly, you have to follow me.

Xia Weiwei: "!"

Wen Ya waited patiently.

Quickly swallowing the jerky she was chewing, Xia Weiwei raised her voice involuntarily: "You asked me to cook earlier just to let me go out with you?"

Raising his eyes, mockery flashed past in the deep pool-like dark eyes.

Xia was slightly annoyed.

She really didn't want to be so understanding of people's expressions, let alone look at this kid's eyes so well.

However, with his one look and one emotion, she was always the fastest to get to that point.

"I haven't eaten yet." Go, I can go with you, but only after I'm full.

I don't know what Wen Ya's psychology is, but after Xia Weiwei's angry sentence, she waited all day long.

The jerky in the hands of the three of them suddenly became unscented. They put down the jerky one after another and looked at the large pot with the stove hole. When the water in the pot boiled and the lotus root was overwhelmed, the three of them started to eat silently.

They are all used to looking at Xia Weiwei's tent when they open the door, and they are used to the glimmer of light coming from the door opening of the kitchen. The three people who were eating and drinking from the big bowls had roughly the same expression, one by one, they quickly got into the stove room after sniffing the residual fragrance of oil in the cold mist.

It doesn't matter what delicious food they made, the important thing is that it should be eaten.

So hurry up.

"I'm done eating."

After drinking the last sip of soup, Xia Weiwei naturally took the bowl to wash.

The green plum that hasn't eaten well also said naturally: "Let me do it."

Xia Weiwei was a little helpless: "Grandma Qingmei, it's just two bowls."

Opening her mouth, Qingmei wanted to say that it was just two bowls, you and I would have stolen my hands without you, but a thought slipped through my mind at this moment.

Glancing at Wen Ya, who was waiting for the old god, she resolutely shut her mouth.

Two bowls, two spoons, cleaning is quick, and Xia Weiwei is done in a short time.

Wiping her hands, she left a sentence under the worried eyes of Aoki and his wife, and walked to the door first.

At this time, the sky was not yet fully lit, and everyone from each family was crowded in the kitchen room. The two of them passed by Fenying, Bingli and others when they turned out of the tent area, but no one noticed.

When Xia Weiwei saw Wen Ya's bewildering behavior of sitting cross-legged again, the dogma that it's okay not to talk to him was forgotten by her again.

After studying back and forth, she joked: "Are you going to cultivate to become a fairy?"

Wen Ya is not willing to speak up when there is something to do, let alone nothing.

Xia Weiwei couldn't get an answer at all.

Turning around and looking at him for a while, he started aerobics on his own.

It's going to be really cold, even though I'm wearing two thick sweaters, the sudden strong wind still makes the cold and humid air from the big lake seep into my clothes, causing goose bumps all over my body.

Wen Ya was indifferent to Xia Weiwei's loud exhaust sound and exaggerated movements, but when Xia Weiwei started Tai Chi after doing two sets of aerobics in succession, her half-closed dark eyes slowly opened .

"Puff~breath~breath~breath~~"

Closing his momentum, Xia Weiwei adjusted his breath a few times and looked at the smudged rays of light in the eastern sky.

Out of emotion, she sighed in a low voice: "I didn't have time to watch the sunrise before, but now I can watch it every day!"

Unconsciously recalling the busyness of the past, Xia Weiwei ignored the eager gaze behind her.

After a long time, someone spoke.

"Again."

Again?
What again?

Xia Weiwei turns around inexplicably.

The cold eyes remain the same, and the face without any emotion is still the same.

Xia Weiwei was silent for a long time, only later did she realize the meaning of this sentence.

With a twinkle in her eyes, she danced aerobics.

"Ho~ha~oh~ha..."

Wen Ya has always been patient, but now his perseverance is even more astonishing. Xia Weiwei jumped three times in a row, until beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and temples, and he insisted on shutting up.

"I can't jump anymore, I have to take a break."

Regardless of whether Wen Ya agrees or not, Xia Weiwei walks back and forth with her hips on her hips. After her breathing calms down and her muscles relax, she flips over the hay she picked up yesterday as a cushion, and sits down.

Coldly, Wen Ya just looked at her like this, as if the person who spoke just now was not him.

"You can't be so stupid, you can't do it after I danced three times?"

Wen Ya's silent brows did not have any curvature due to Xia Weiwei's deliberate misinterpretation.

Somewhat boring, Xia pursed her lips slightly, but she was determined to ask Wen Ya to speak up when she was asked to push Tai Chi again.

"My set of aerobics is the painstaking effort of the senior seniors in our hospital for half a lifetime. If you persist every day, you will be safe from illness and disaster for the rest of your life."

This world lacks everything, Xia Weiwei felt that Wen Ya would be more or less interested in this set of aerobics when she said this, but she didn't want him to twitch his lips and pull out a sarcastic smile.

"What do you mean, don't you believe me?" It is indeed an exaggeration to live a life without disease and disaster, but the effect of strengthening the body is real.

A thought flashed in the back of his mind, Xia Weiwei's anger disappeared: "You think I'm exaggerating, then dance for me if you have the ability."

The ironic smile on the corner of his mouth was put away, his eyelids drooped slightly, and Wen Ya resumed his unshakable sitting posture.

"?"

Did this give up?
... Or is it the gymnastics that he is interested in?
Wen Ya's tepid attitude made Xia Weiwei doubt her own judgment.

She didn't have the heart to push Tai Chi once to test it out.

Taijiquan is indeed extensive and profound, but she can't even be considered half-baked, and the movements she draws are not even up to the standard, let alone the essence.

If this person is really an ancient person, her boxing style is indeed worthy of his ridicule.

He may be an expert!
Not to be bored, Xia Weiwei picks up the straw sandals that are similar in shape but still have obvious differences, and casually mutters: "By the way, you are also cold, why come out and suffer this?"

"It's really my fault that I brought someone here yesterday, but you also made me sleepy for a long time. I'm almost done lying down for any grudges or grievances. What are you doing today and let me see you suffer?"

(End of this chapter)