Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 99
The current Han family doesn't have the ability to take care of the couple. Even if they are able, judging from Yan's cruel temperament, the couple will not have a good life.

"Oh."

Mrs. Li didn't think much, and responded, picked up the washed vegetables, and handed them to Grandma Han who had washed the pot and was waiting to cook.

"Grandma, let me come."

Han Chulan walked into the kitchen, took the spatula from Grandma Han, Huaiyun lit the fire, and she cooked.

Grandma Han turned around to fetch the bowls and chopsticks to be cleaned, and Mrs. Li rushed to do it, and asked Grandma Han to sit in the living room, or just wipe the table.

For today's lunch, of course, there will be no food, let alone meat. There is only a plate of vegetables and sweet potato porridge.

After the meal, Han Chulan entered the room, and Ye Qianze followed her in, closing the door by the way.

Han Chulan took out the small purse, which was the firewood money that Yang Tingxuan asked the steward to give her, and sat down at the table, she poured out all the broken silver in the small purse, and then counted it, nearly two or three taels of broken silver .

Ye Qianze came over, sat down opposite her, and watched her count the broken silver.

"My firewood was finally sold to Mr. Yang."

Han Chulan put away the broken silver, and said coldly: "I asked him for 25 Wen, but he asked the steward to give me nearly three taels of broken silver. I have to return these broken silver to him tomorrow. He is Want to help me, but I don't need his help, I don't need his charity."

Ye Qianze didn't speak, just looked at her.

Looking up, Han Chulan asked, "I think you're in a bad mood, Qian Ze, what happened? Could it be that you got into a fight with someone else?"

Ye Qianze shook his head.

"Then what happened to you?"

Han Chulan became worried.

Ye Qianze also took out a money bag, which seemed to be heavy, he opened the money bag, and poured the money in the bag onto the table.Han Chulan's eyes were straightened, and what Ye Qianze poured out was a few ingots of silver, the kind where twelve taels were one ingot, and how many ingots meant there were dozens of taels of silver.

"Qian Ze, are these true?"

Han Chulan picked up an ingot of silver, imitating what was shown on TV, and bit the ingot with her mouth, but she didn't know how to distinguish the real from the fake after biting, she only felt that it was hard.

"it is true."

There was no joy on Ye Qianze's face, and he didn't feel the joy of making a fortune at all.

How can a load of firewood earn dozens of taels of silver?
Han Chulan put the silver tael back on the table, her expression changed, and she asked, "Who gave it to you?"

"Miss Song. The person who sold my firewood was actually her. She asked someone to give me this money bag. She said it was my firewood money. She gave too much. I wanted to return it to her, but she actually wanted to invite me. Go to the mansion and sit down, meet her parents, and tell her that I am her savior, I don't want to cause trouble, so I left quickly, and the money was not returned to her."

Ye Qianze answered, watching his wife's reaction carefully from the corner of his eyes.

Han Chulan's face slowly became angry, and Ye Qianze was about to explain, but she cursed bitterly: "Smiling tiger! Don't let me meet you again, or I will pluck all your tiger hairs! "

All of this must have been designed by Yuan Que's smiling tiger!
Han Chulan can figure out everything through the connection of things.

Goddamn bastard!
What Han Chulan hates the most is being tricked by others!

Yuan Que, who had never met before, made fun of her so much, she and Yuan Que's Liang Zi were finally married!
Stretching out her hand, Han Chulan put all the silver taels back into her purse, and said to Ye Qianze: "Tomorrow, no, in a while, I will return these silver taels to Miss Song. We are poor, but people have endless aspirations. Lack of money, but you have to rely on your own hands and hard work to make money, and you don’t need to rely on the sympathy and charity of the rich!”

Ye Qianze looked at her resolute attitude with admiration, and knew that his woman would not be the kind of short-sighted, superficial person who was greedy for benefits.

"Blue."

Ye Qianze stretched out his hand in front of Han Chulan, Han Chulan thought he wanted to return the money bag, and immediately glared at him impolitely, he smiled: "Lan'er, I'm not the kind of husband who likes to rely on rich people Those who are sympathetic and donate to me, don’t stare at me. My husband just thinks that you return the silver taels to Miss Song’s family for me, and my husband should also return the broken silver for you to Mr. Yang.”

Han Chulan changed her stare to stare, and handed Ye Qianze the small purse given to her by the steward of the Yang residence, "Here you are."

Ye Qianze took the small purse, a coldness flashed in the depths of her phoenix eyes.Before Han Chulan caught it, he had already put on a gentle face and asked Han Chulan softly: "Lan'er, are you going to be angry? I, I don't know." It's Miss Song's family, otherwise I would never have sold firewood to them."

His little daughter-in-law didn't like his face causing trouble very much. He was angry, worried that Han Chulan would get angry again because of something.

His possessive desire for her is getting stronger and stronger, and her possessive desire for him is also slowly expanding.

No, what she has for him is not possessiveness, but her view on marriage, which seems to be different from people in this era.She seems to be asking that her husband-in-law can only have her as a wife!This kind of request is shocking. Since ancient times, it has been normal for men to have three wives and four concubines. Not to mention rich families, even those who are talented or have a decent living will take concubines.

Although she didn't say it, she told him with her actions that if he took a concubine, she would definitely do something that made him regret it.

Thinking of the words murmured in Han Chulan's dream, as well as the longing and pain on his face, Ye Qianze's heart suddenly tightened. He dared to say that this Han Chulan was definitely not the one he married into. The Han Chulan at the door of the family, but the person is still the same, but the soul is different, and thinking of Han Chulan more than once said that her body is too tender to consummate with him, as if the body belongs to someone else, and the soul is hers soul?
Master Xie Si didn't find out the name of Africa, so he doesn't know where Africa is.

Ye Qianze panicked inexplicably.

Lan'er said she couldn't go back...she wanted to go back!
He didn't want to, and couldn't lose her!

Stretching out his hand, Ye Qianze suddenly grabbed Han Chulan into his arms and hugged her fiercely.

His Lan'er, his!No matter if she is the Han Chulan from before, or a strand of soul, no matter where she comes from, she belongs to him!

Han Chulan was inexplicably grabbed into Ye Qianze's arms, hugging her tightly, making it difficult for her to even breathe, she wanted to struggle, but felt Ye Qianze's fear, she froze for a moment, then softened Let him hug her softly, with her small face pressed against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, it is a little fast, what is he afraid of?
His breath smelled good.

Han Chulan gently stretched out her arms and put her arms around Ye Qianze's waist, her heart couldn't help but jump wildly.In her previous life, she didn't even have a formal boyfriend. She never thought that she would become someone else's wife as soon as she traveled through time.Once, she thought, she only regarded Ye Qianze as the backer for her survival in this era, after all, she was unfamiliar with this era.

(End of this chapter)