Supreme peasant girl to turn over

Chapter 233
The snow had already stopped and fell to the ground. Instead of agglomerating, it turned into dirty snow water, and the weather outside the house became colder.

The moonlight outside the window was like water, and Yang Fengxian's expression softened: "Cousin, what did you do today?"

Pei Xiaoyao's expression was calm, but the corners of his mouth curled up again: "I, I added some small ingredients to your fourth uncle's bowl, I think his diarrhea will be very refreshing tonight."

Yang Fengxian covered her mouth and laughed: "That's really bad, tsk tsk, next time you do something like this, remember to call me!"

Pei Xiaoyao pampered her head and rubbed her head: "Little girl, it is enough to have me, I will protect you well, and prevent you from being bullied by others, no one can."

Yang Fengxian leaned her head on his shoulder and murmured: "Cousin, will you treat me so well for the rest of your life?"

Pei Xiaoyao's eyes were gentle: "Of course."

For a while, the two of them didn't speak any more. There was only the howling wind outside the window, and a person who had been watching them silently.

Girl, as long as you are happy, I will do whatever you want from me.

The man shrank back silently, hoping he didn't disturb the two of them.

Spending the night of New Year's Eve with family and lover, time always flies so fast, and the sky is bright in a blink of an eye.

Yang Fengxian was already too sleepy to open her eyes, so she lay on the bed for a while, and took a short rest.

It wasn't until Li Yun called her up that Yang Fengxian opened her eyes in a daze, let Han Zhi'er change into her new clothes for New Year's greetings, and followed Li Yun and Yang Jiaxiao to go out to pay New Year's greetings.

Pei Xiaoyao didn't have any relatives, so he just stayed at home to rest. After all, his previous injuries still left the roots of the disease, and lack of rest can easily lead to old diseases.

But fortunately, there are servants to help take care of her now, so Yang Fengxian is much more at ease when she goes out.On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I went to hundreds of stores. This year, Yang Fengxian became an adult, and only Yang Quanfu, a young man, had lucky money.

Yang Fengxian looked at the blessed Yang Quanfu, who had been raised in vain and plump, and felt satisfied. Compared with his thin and small appearance before, Yang Quanfu is now as fat as two people.

After shopping around, the whole family finally returned home before lunch. At home, Han Xiumei had already prepared meals, including meat and vegetables, soup and rice, which was very comfortable.

While eating, Li Yun suddenly asked, "Xiao Er, do you have any plans to marry Feng girl?"

Yang Fengxian was drinking soup, and couldn't stop coughing when he heard this, but Pei Xiaoyao acted as if it was a matter of course: "If possible, I would like to hurry up, I have already notified my master and his old man, and he will also accept it two days ago. When you get a reply, you will probably come to me in February."

"Your master?" Yang Jiaxiao asked strangely.

Because he was going to marry Yang Fengxian soon, Pei Xiaoyao didn't hide much: "Yes, I was an orphan since I was a child, and I was abandoned in front of Master's Taoist temple. It was Master who raised me since I was a child. Master is more like me. It is also a master and a father, so if I get married, the master must be present."

Yang Jiaxiao nodded: "That's nothing, but these three books and six rituals should be gone."

Pei Xiaoyao said respectfully: "Uncle is right."

Yang Quanfu blinked his big eyes and said, "Is my cousin going to marry my second sister? That's great, that's great!"

A red cloud flew up on Yang Fengxian's face, he only looked at Pei Xiaoyao, and didn't say much, Pei Xiaoyao coaxed: "Yes, Quan Fugao is not happy?"

Yang Quanfu said excitedly: "Happy! Then someone will take good care of my second sister, and I can breathe a sigh of relief!"

Li Yun scratched his nose: "Little ghost."

Pei Xiaoyao looked at Yang Fengxian affectionately, as if all the tenderness and sweetness were melted in his eyes.

The second day of the first lunar month was supposed to be the day to go back to her natal home, but Li Yun's natal home was already flooded, so the whole family stayed at home and talked comfortably.

Yang Fengxian sat in the room with Pei Xiaoyao, and Pei Xiaoyao instructed him to write.

In her previous life, Yang Fengxian was originally a college student, but she had never written with a brush, and most of the characters at that time were simplified characters, which would be incomprehensible to people.

But Yang Fengxian would read some books on weekdays. In order not to appear so obtrusive, Yang Fengxian asked Pei Xiaoyao to teach her how to write every day.

There is soft rice paper in front of the table, and a thick felt under it. The pen and ink look like something for beginners to practice their hands. At this moment, Pei Xiaoyao is holding Yang Fengxian's hand, writing carefully stroke by stroke .

In the beginning, I was still teaching and writing very normally, but at some point, the pen fell on the table, and a large ink blot was printed on the paper. Immortal Yang Feng also sat on Pei Xiaoyao's lap, her cheeks were flushed, and she breathed heavily. In a hurry, lips pressed against each other, and the tossing and turning made people feel charming.

After the kiss, Yang Fengxian buried her face in his arms, and complained sweetly: "It's all you, I'm obviously writing well, and you are the one who is the most troublesome!"

Pei Xiaoyao smiled slightly, and let out a sigh of relief: "Silly girl, please marry me quickly, okay?"

Yang Fengxian asked: "Why are you so impatient, I can't run away."

Pei Xiaoyao held her in a slightly wrong position, and Yang Fengxian felt something pressing against her, and his face turned red immediately.

Pei Xiaoyao's voice was a little hoarse: "Silly girl, I am a normal man, but I will not betray you because of this, so I can only endure it before I marry you." His voice was lower: "Now, do you know why I'm so anxious?"

Yang Fengxian's voice was like a mosquito: "You, you've been thinking about these things all day long!"

Pei Xiaoyao kissed her on the cheek: "No, no, I want to own you in a fair and just manner, I want to call your parents my parents, I want to treat your brothers and sisters as my own brothers and sisters, so that my silly girl will always be yours." Happy and happy, I want to be a couple with you for the rest of my life. I want to do so many things with you, I really can’t wait, even if it’s a snap of my fingers, I feel it’s a waste.”

Yang Fengxian with his gentle eyes seemed to be drowning in it: "Feng girl, I really love you."

Yang Fengxian looked at him and murmured, "I love you too, cousin..."

Pei Xiaoyao took her into his arms again, and kissed her forehead, eyes, nose tip, cheeks, and chin lightly without a trace of profanity, like a devout believer, and at this moment he is Yang Fengxian's follower.

Then Yang Fengxian lay in his arms, and said coquettishly: "Cousin, I want ten miles of red makeup for my wedding. When the time comes, I will ride a tall horse and sit in front with air. You will sit in the sedan chair and I will marry you home." , Thinking about it this way, I'm really handsome!"

A woman riding a horse means a man's marriage. Yang Fengxian said it jokingly, just to see if Pei Xiaoyao resisted it. If he really didn't want to, Yang Fengxian would go to discuss it with Li Yun and the others.

(End of this chapter)