Good pregnancy, quick to wear: the soft fox is pampered in the plane

Chapter 181 The pretty little widow in the village VS the God of War General (18)

The largest courtyard in the middle of Moji Village is built with rare stone bricks.

This is the residence of the third uncle, the most respected elder in Moji Village.

Cuihua ran back panting, with an unnatural blush on her face.

"Grandpa, grandpa!"

The third uncle suddenly stood up from the rocking chair and heard his precious granddaughter say before he could speak.

"Grandpa, I have a sweetheart, and I want to marry him."

The third uncle, who was anxious about his granddaughter's marriage, immediately became interested: "It's the young man from that family. I want to give him a good test."

Cuihua smiled shyly: "Grandpa, he is the most powerful and handsome man you have ever seen."

The third uncle also smiled and said: "If you like it, it's the best. Tell me, which young man is it that makes my Cuihua like him so much?"

Cuihua lowered her head: "Grandpa, he is the big shot who came here a few days ago."

The third uncle suddenly stood up this time, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Suddenly he got violent, and his blood rushed to his head.

My vision went dark and I almost couldn't stand.

Cuihua hurriedly gave him relief with her hands and looked at him anxiously.

After the third uncle finally took a breath, the first thing he said was: "No, no, not you and him."

Cuihua stood up suddenly and asked her grandfather, who was still breathing heavily, "Why?" '

The third uncle frowned, that man was not easy to offend.

I don’t know what his identity is. If someone in a high position betrays his granddaughter in the future, he won’t even be able to find someone to settle the score.

"I don't care, I don't care, Grandpa, I just like him, I don't care!"

Cuihua acted coquettishly, twisting her body crazily. Seeing that she still didn't agree, she was about to roll on the ground.

The third uncle felt distressed and wanted to pull her up, but he didn't have the strength to pull her up.

I could only sigh and stomp my cane.

His only son died, and his daughter-in-law also died to give birth to his only incense.

Cuihua has become the only incense in this family, so she always loves her very much and will not be wronged in the slightest.

It's just that this matter really doesn't work.

He gritted his teeth and disagreed.

Cuihua got up sadly, walked into the house and closed the door heavily.

For several days, Cuihua refused to eat or drink, and all the food she brought in was thrown out.

In the end, the third uncle really had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree.

Cuihua was very happy when she agreed.

But after not eating or drinking for three days in a row, I was already starving.

As soon as he heard his grandfather's wound promise, he immediately fainted.

The third uncle was so frightened that he was so old that he tremblingly called for the third uncle to come over.

As for Han Miao'er, she had no idea what happened at the third uncle's house.

Little did she know that someone was already staring at the same man as her.

On the other side, Han Miaoer looked at the man who appeared in front of him curiously and was a little surprised. Chengfeng called him brother, the man he had picked up a few days ago.

The man is completely opposite to Chengfeng's carefree and cheerful man.

His temperament almost followed that of his master, almost exactly the same as Xu Mang.

It just lacks a bit of the intelligence and cunning in Xu Mang's eyes.

"My lord, please come and have something to eat together."

Han Miaoer pointed to the wild vegetable dumplings made with wild vegetables on the table and said kindly.

Fufeng said calmly: "No need."

After speaking, he glanced at Han Miao'er and added: "Thank you...husband, girl..."

He looked at her with complicated eyes, not knowing what to call her.

She was obviously married to a woman, but she reconciled and was still favored by her master.

The master even wanted to help her reconcile, even if he exposed his low-key whereabouts.

From Fufeng's point of view, his master loved him deeply.

Han Miaoer chuckled and looked at Xu Mang who was walking outside the door: "Your brothers are more interesting than the other."

Xu Mang's good mood suddenly dropped a bit.

interesting? Is this idiot in front of me who only replies 'yes' interesting?

"Don't worry about him, he's just an idiot." While a certain idiot was puzzled, he seemed to feel his master's unreasonable resentment.

He glared at his good brother who was snickering.

Han Miaoer served them food and sat down to eat.

Fufeng was slightly startled, seeing that his master and good brother were no longer surprised or dissatisfied.

I became more and more curious about Han Miaoer's background?
He watched quietly from the side.

In the morning, my master went to the vegetable garden in the east of the village to dig the ground and sow the seeds he brought from the town.

He came back at noon to help weave fences for the chickens he brought from town.

In the afternoon, we started weaving bamboo baskets to hold things.

Fu Feng cracked.

His master, his wise and mighty master, his master who gallops on the battlefield and makes great achievements in battle.

How can you do this like a farmer?
In the evening, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

Fufeng followed Xu Mang closely behind him.

Looking at his subordinates who were hesitant to speak, Xu Mang said calmly, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Fufeng knelt down suddenly: "Master, I have some clues about the Xilin country you asked me to investigate."

"Ah."

"..."

"Also, people in the capital have begun to send agents to track your whereabouts."

"Ah."

"……master."

Xu Mang frowned: "When did you become so hesitant?"

Fufeng cried bitterly in his heart.

My master, I will collapse if you act like this.

"Do you want to deal with all the people sent by the capital? And when do you plan to go back?"

Xu Mang's eyes darkened: "Don't worry, this is good."

He didn't even want to go back, he wanted to stay here.

I don’t know if it’s because of someone.

Fufeng hesitated and said, "If Miss Han is willing, we can take her with us."

Xu Mang frowned slightly. An idea began to creep into my mind.

Take it together?

He sighed and wanted to say something.

But was interrupted by a commotion at the door.

Han Miaoer went out first and saw the third uncle coming in with a bunch of things.

She still called people politely.

The third uncle snorted coldly and did not look at her.

"Where is your lord?"

Han Miaoer chuckled: "My lord is in this room, so I guess he has already rested."

The third uncle snorted coldly, walked past Han Miao'er, and came to the door of the house.

He said loudly: "Moji Village, my third uncle has come to ask for an audience with you."

There was no trace of humility toward adults in his words, and there was even arrogance in his words.

The room was silent for a while, and no one came out.

The third uncle felt angry in his heart, but he thought about the purpose of coming today and endured it.

"Moji Village..."

"Creak" the door was opened.

Fufeng looked at the door with a cold expression.

Third uncle was slightly stunned, who is this person?

Xu Mang slowly walked out of the house and looked at the people in the yard, everyone holding something in their hands.

Then he saw Han Miaoer standing in the middle of the yard wearing thin clothes, frowning slightly.

"What's the matter?"

The third uncle saluted him politely.

Then he said loudly, "My third uncle from Moji Village, I came here to say goodbye to you."