Mr. Big Air's First Lady

Chapter 47 An autumn rain and a cold
After standing and waiting for a while, the people at that table had enough to eat and drink, checked out and left.

Putting the trolley on the location designated by the shopkeeper, Wen Maoyi took the nine dolls to the vacant table.

A table is square, if it is an adult, it can seat up to five or six people, if it is Wan Ning and his group, it can just sit down.

People in the frontier are straightforward, so some people joked: "Brother, your mother-in-law is so good at giving birth."

Others chimed in: "Yeah yeah."

Wen Maoyi was a little uncomfortable with the content of the conversation, and was a little embarrassed. He bit the bullet and explained: "I only have two children in my family. Some of the other children belong to neighbors and some belong to friends."

"These children made an appointment to come to the city to play today. I have something to do, so I came here together."

"Haha, so that's the case." The misunderstanding was explained away, and there was no curiosity anymore, and everyone turned their heads away again.

Just at this time, the shopkeeper brought over spicy soup and naan bread.

The ingredients in Hu spicy soup are very common, including tofu, mountain mushrooms, and cedar vegetables unique to Wucheng.

It is salty and fresh, with a slight spicy taste, and the taste is not particularly rich, but the aftertaste is better, and there is an illusion that the more you eat, the more delicious it becomes.

Slightly numb with the slightly spicy soup, the coldness in the body was instantly driven out, and the whole person became warmer and refreshed.

It is indeed much more delicious than the Hu spicy soup that I ate for the first time - Wan Li commented like this.

In Wan Li's opinion, the taste of the pancakes was much worse, not as fragrant as the pancakes made by my mother with fat horse meat sauce.

Ahem, how can this ordinary naan be compared with the pancake made with fat horse meat sauce?

Wan Ning didn't realize this problem.

Others were very satisfied with this naan bread, eating soup and bread with relish.

Wan Ning drank two bowls of Hu spicy soup and ate a naan pancake before she was full, and Wen Yuze also ate so much.

The other little girls only drank a bowl of hot and spicy soup and ate a naan.

Wen Maoyi ate the most, three bowls of Hu spicy soup, four naan cakes, not counting, he also ordered [-] naan cakes to take away.

He was still thinking that he had to find a chance to bring his wife over to eat this hot and spicy soup.

Although it can also be packaged, the taste will be worse after all.

The final meal money was paid by Wen Maoyi.

After leaving the Hu's shop, Wan Ning smelled that the moisture in the air had increased a lot compared to before eating, which was a sign that it was going to rain.

"I'm afraid it will rain today, Dad, let's go back quickly."

Wen Maoyi looked up at the sky. Although there were clouds in the sky, they were all white, and it didn't look like it was going to rain: "Hey, my Ning'er can still watch the sky?"

Wan Ning stared at Wen Maoyi: "Father, you underestimate people!"

Wen Maoyi laughed twice, and changed the subject: "Quick, get on the cart, and I'll take you back."

"Really? Uncle Wen?" Chai Jingyu, the youngest, had joy on her face.

"Really, come up."

Chai Jingyu climbed onto the cart and sat by the handrail of the cart.

Seeing that the other children were not moving, Wen Maoyi urged: "Hurry up, sit up, doesn't it mean it's going to rain?"

Wen Maoyi didn't believe Wan Ning's words at this time, but just wanted to use this excuse to make the children move more quickly.

Wan Ning knew that the little girls were embarrassed, so she took the lead to climb up: "Everyone sit up."

After Wan Ning's words, several other little girls climbed onto the cart one after another hesitantly, only Wei Zhiya did not go up.

Wen Yuze didn't take the scooter either.

There were no stools on the cart, and everyone except Chai Jingyu was sitting cross-legged, and the cart was already full.

"Then you two follow along."

This scooter is full of girls, even if there is a place to sit, Wen Yuze will not sit on it.

Wei Zhiya is purely thin-skinned, sorry.

"Let's go." Wen Maoyi pulled the flatbed cart, while Wen Yuze and Wei Zhiya walked on both sides of the flatbed cart, holding the handrails on one side and helping to push the cart.

To Wan Ning, Wei Xinyi, Chai Jingsi, and Chai Jingyu, riding a flatbed car like this was very novel, and they screamed with excitement.

After leaving the city, the wind suddenly blew up, and a few dark clouds accumulated in the sky.

Now, everyone could see that it was going to rain.

Wen Maoyi accelerated his feet, wanting to go home quickly, and at the same time had a deeper understanding of his daughter.

Wen Maoyi thought: My daughter is amazing!He can actually watch the sky.

Only then did Wen Maoyi believe what his daughter said before.

He didn't doubt anything, he had seen some capable people and strange men in Dry City, all of them had unique skills, and his daughter's ability to observe the sky might be her talent.

If it wasn't for his lack of ability, how could he be favored by the eminent monk?Also give away the art of war and martial arts cheats?
It must be that the eminent monk expected that his daughter would be exiled with the family, so he gave it to his daughter to save her life.

Wen Maoyi speeded up and finally returned to the village before the rain fell.

As soon as they entered the village, the children got off the cart and ran home separately.

The cart was still pushed back by Wu Qiaoqiao, it was her family's cart.

Not long after Wan Ning ran home, it started to rain.

The temperature also dropped a bit, and Wen Lu, Wen Yuze, and Wen Maoyi all felt a little cold, so they all went back to their rooms and put on more clothes.

Only Wan Ning didn't feel cold, so she didn't go back to her room to add clothes.

There is a kind of love that makes mother think you are cold——Wen Lu took Wan Ning, who had no clothes on, to find clothes, and forced her to wear two more.

Wearing two more clothes, Wan Ning felt that her hands and feet were bound: "Mom, it's not convenient to walk, it's not convenient to run, and I'm not cold, so I won't wear it."

Wen Lu's expression became serious: "Don't take it off!"

"If you dare to take it off, your feet will be banned, and you will not be allowed to go out to play this year!"

This time, she grasped Wan Ning's three inches: "Mom, you actually threatened me."

"Will you be obedient without threatening you?"

"I'll listen to what's reasonable!"

"My mother thinks that it is necessary to add clothes when it is cold, which is very reasonable."

This is true, Wan Ning is irrefutable.

But these words are not suitable for her, she is not an ordinary person!
Wan Ning opened her mouth, wanting to say something else, but Wen Lu stared at her with an attitude of "If you dare to speak again, I will restrain you".

Alas, a small person has no right to speak!

Wan Ning had no choice but to compromise.

With the autumn rain, we can no longer go up the mountain today.

It doesn't matter to Wan Ning, the three of Duanmu Rong and the four of Wei Zhiya feel a little lost in their hearts, they want to make money.

This autumn rain lasted for three days and three nights before it stopped.

One autumn rain and one cool. After the autumn rain, the temperature suddenly dropped a lot.

Some people who are cold and afraid of the cold even put on thin jackets.

Wan Ning was also put on a thin padded jacket by her mother.

Wen Yuze also put on a thin jacket.

These are all made by Wen Lu himself.

The style is somewhat of the style of the city of Lang, and it is quite different from the clothes of Wucheng, which can be distinguished at a glance when standing in the crowd.

The rain stopped, Wan Ning and the others took half of the holiday they invited with Wu Tang, only three days left.

Originally, I asked for a few days off because I wanted to take Duanmurong and others up the mountain to collect medicines, sell medicines, and get money so that Duanmurong, Bai Tinghe, and Wu Qiaoqiao could pay back Shuxiu from the Wutang.

Now that half of the time has been wasted, and the road on the mountain is slippery, it is not appropriate to take a few girls who don't know martial arts up the mountain at this time.

If you can't go to the mountains to collect herbs and sell them, what else can you do to make money?
(End of this chapter)