Mr. Big Air's First Lady

Chapter 62 Trouble come to the door
Without further ado, Wan Ning beat up the six little thieves, and Wen Lu couldn't stop them even if she wanted to.

After beating the person, according to the injury, he threw two pieces of silver to the little thieves: "This is for you to see the injury."

It's a habit that Wan Ning developed when she was cultivating immortals to see Yinzi's injuries after beating someone.

Now it's easy to give, and she regrets it after giving it.

These few people are petty thieves, not the descendants of those prestigious people in the sect!

The children and grandchildren of those who fight the sect, after giving pills or other items, can stop the mouths of their elders and make them embarrassed to trouble themselves.

These little thieves are going to rob her!There is no need to pay for hush money!

Forget it, just give it, remember not to give it next time.

"Let me meet you next time, hit me once!" Wan Ning added.

Being beaten to the point of being helpless, the little thieves all knew that they had encountered a tough one this time, so they nodded quickly upon hearing this.

As for this doctor, Wan Ning frowned and glanced at him, then said in shock, "Don't dare, never again".

Wan Ning let him go without directly threatening her.

After the matter was settled, Wen Lu looked at Wan Ning with complicated eyes, which were hard to describe.

Since this child came to the frontier, his temper has become more and more irritable every day. How can he get married after this?

On the other hand, Wen Yuze was very happy, clapping his hands and applauding, and said: "Sister, next time something like this happens, let me beat them up, just watch from the side."

"Okay, I'll let you do it next time." Wan Ning agreed kindly, but the next time something similar happens, whether Wen Yuze can do it before her is another matter.

Ambush in the snow, this training is not absent in the barracks, but it is not a training item for ordinary soldiers.

Ordinary soldiers, especially those new to the camp like Wen Maoyi, trained as they usually do, even in the snow.

The first thing they have to do is adapt to the snow.

Walk in the snow, run in the snow, fight in the snow.

Only by adapting to these first, will he not die soon on the next winter battlefield.

There is a lot of snow in winter and it hardly melts.

Who would go out of their way to clear snow from the battlefield for war?

They all wished that there would be more snow to slow down the enemy's speed, so that it would be easier for them to kill.

In this case, the soldiers in the barracks had to adapt to the snow.

Wu Xing took advantage of the chief fireman and wanted to embarrass Wen Maoyi, let him catch the cold, let the cold enter his body, accumulate less and become more, and finally form cold poison!
With this move, there is no blood to be seen in killing people, and it can't catch any mistakes.

Even if someone from above tracked it down, it was still a normal training, at most it was because Wen Maoyi, a newcomer, couldn't keep up with the training progress.

You can't slow down the training progress of the whole Wu for the sake of a newcomer, right?

What's more, Wen Maoyi is still an exile!
But all exiles who are new to the barracks will be embarrassed and humiliated. This is a common practice, and no one will care about it.

Therefore, Wu Xing felt at ease when he bullied Wen Maoyi, without any guilt.

Looking at Wen Maoyi's eyes is almost like looking at a dead person.

Wen Maoyi had been lying in the snow for a long time, his whole body was numb and cold.

It was so cold that I couldn't help but sneezed.

"Wen Maoyi! Extra training for two hours, no lunch!" Wu Xing's punishment followed.

After leaving the pharmacy, Wan Ning went to the carpenter's shop to order ten simple wooden dummy posts.

The wooden dummy is used to train the younger brothers, and they are all novices now, so the wooden dummy should not be too complicated, just keep it simple.

After their reactions and kung fu training are developed, they will have to change to more complicated wooden dummy posts.

The extra three were reserved for Wen Maoyi, Wen Yuze, and Wen Lu's.

These wooden dummy posts were drawn by Wan Ning herself, which are somewhat different from the wooden dummy posts that everyone is used to.

After agreeing on a time to pick up the goods, Wan Ning came out from the carpenter's shop.

A group of three people were ready to go home.

It's snowing today, and there are obviously fewer pedestrians on the road than yesterday, but there are more children playing around than yesterday.

Duanmu Rong and the others have to process the medicinal materials dug yesterday at home today, so they will not come to Wanning today.

Chai Jingyu, who is only five years old, still has to get up early to study in the martial arts hall.

After Wan Ning returned home, she began to sweep the snow in the yard.

Wen Yuze went directly to school without entering the house.

Wen Lu went back to the house, put on some clothes and went out to sweep the snow.

After clearing the snow in the yard, he began to clear the snow on the road at the door.

After sweeping, it was noon, and it was time to cook lunch.

The newly bought pot will come in handy, let's try to use this pot to make a pot at noon.

From boiling the pot to boiling the bottom of the pot, Wen Lu did it all in one go, and the rest was to wait for his son to come home, and then sit around the table and eat the pot.

It was time for lunch, and the soldiers on the training ground walked to the cafeteria in an orderly manner.

Only Wen Maoyi, because he sneezed and moved a few times during training, was punished by Wu Xing, the corps leader. He has no food at noon today, and has to spend the whole day on the training ground, lying down in the snow for ambush training.

The first batch of people who finished eating came out, and the second batch went in to eat.

Tens of thousands of people ate lunch one by one, except for a few specific people, no one found that Wen Maoyi did not come for lunch.

Even if they find out, no one will care, just miss a meal, and no one will die.

At the end of the Shen Dynasty, the Wen Lu family was at home trying to figure out how to burn the kang.

It was the first time I used this thing, and I was still a little confused. The house was burned to the point of smoke, and I was so uncomfortable that I had to run out to take a breath.

Wen Maoyi's parents brought their nine-year-old grandson Wen Yusheng and their 12-year-old granddaughter Wen Shiting to Wen's home at this time.

More than a month has passed, and the complexions of these people are better than those on the road of exile, and the skin is a little rough.

The clothes they were wearing were all made of burlap, and they were a little thin, and they kept shivering from the cold.

At this time, it was usually the time when Wen Yuze left school and Wen Maoyi came back from the barracks. The gate of the courtyard at home was not bolted from the inside, so these four people pushed the door openly and went directly into the courtyard.

Seeing them coming in, Wen Lu was surprised: "Why are you here?"

Wan Ning stared at Wen Shiting, who was one of the murderers who killed her original body, Wen Wanning.

She hasn't found a chance to avenge the original body yet, and she hasn't figured out how to kill her quietly so that no one will suspect herself.

Had to let her live a few more days.

"What? We can't come?" Wen Ji was very fierce when he opened his mouth, and the evil image on his face was revealed.

Wen Zhicheng put on the airs of an elder: "Where is Wen Maoyi? Let him die!"

"My father has already severed ties with your family. What are you doing here?" Wan Ning picked up the broom in the yard and walked in front of them. He acted as if he was about to fight, and directly killed the four people on the opposite side.

Wen Ji pointed at Wan Ning, and looked at Wen Lu: "Look, is this the daughter you raised?"

"No education at all!"

"When the elder came, I didn't know to invite him to the house, but he was still holding a broom. What do you want to do? Do you want to hit someone?"

"Unfilial things!"

When this number fell, it directly aroused Wen Lu's anger.

Wen Lu: "Uneducated? That's what I learned from your old man!"

"Born but not raised, raised but not taught, just treat my husband as one, beaten and scolded at will, and even sent my son to the wolf's mouth!"

"Just like you, dare to accuse me of not being able to raise my daughter?"

"You guys too?"

In just a short while, the walls of Wen's house were once again full of people watching the excitement.

(End of this chapter)