Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 120 Can only watch but not eat!

"My lady... yours is so white, like steamed buns, I want to eat it." Xiao Baorui looked at her, scratched his head with his hands, and grinned innocently.

Tang Huanxi's face sank like water in an instant, how could she look like a steamed bun?
"You mean I'm very young?" Tang Huanxi's jaw tightened, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"No, my lady's buns are much bigger than ordinary steamed buns..." Xiao Baorui smiled naively, but his eyes fell on her tall chest involuntarily, and he even started to swallow his saliva unconsciously .

Hey, they are already married, such a good lady can only watch but not eat!
It's so uncomfortable!
Xiao Baorui only felt a nameless fire rising from his lower abdomen, which made him extremely uncomfortable!
Tang Huanxi suddenly raised her hand and squeezed his face hard!
"If you dare to talk nonsense and think wildly again, I will poke your eyes out!" Tang Huanxi threw down these words angrily, turned around and ran away...

Only then did Xiao Baorui come to his senses, and hurriedly chased after him.

Cottages.

Mu Sheng was sitting on the threshold, holding a thick wooden branch in his hand and kept writing and drawing.

In the end, he raised dust impatiently to cover up all those words.

"Little Mu Sheng!" When Tang Huanxi saw Mu Sheng, the corners of Tang Huanxi's lips raised a slight arc unconsciously.

She has no resistance to beautiful children, and more importantly, Xiao Musheng always gives her a very kind feeling.

"Sister!" Xiao Musheng immediately stood up, her beautiful eyes became more and more sparkling.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm bored, I'm writing and drawing!"

"You can write?" Tang Huanxi was a little surprised, but at the same time felt that this was a reasonable thing.

Although Mu Sheng is only eight years old, he has martial arts.So it's not surprising that he can write.

"Well... Xiao Musheng, when you have time, I will teach you the nine-nine multiplication table, and I will leave it to you to keep the accounts in the cloth village in the future, okay?" Tang Huanxi raised her head and rubbed his hair, smiling asked.

"Okay!" Mu Sheng nodded obediently, but a little curiosity was born in her bright eyes, "But sister, what is the nine-nine multiplication table?"

"Uh, it's just a formula for easy calculation. I'll teach you when I have time!"

"it is good!"

Tang Huanxi walked into the thatched cottage and placed He Dongxue's tablet in the middle of the big table.

Looking at the words on the tablet, she always felt panicked.

"Xiao Baorui, is there a coffin shop near here?" Finally Tang Huanxi made a decision, she wanted to set up a tablet for He Dongxue again.

After all, a man like Tang Shizhu who sells girls for wealth is not worthy of being her father, let alone He Dongxue's husband!
"We don't have it in our village, but there is one in the market on the East Street." Xiao Baorui brought three large bowls from the kitchen, and respectfully placed them in front of He Dongxue's memorial tablet.

Grilled chicken, grilled fish, and a bowl of rice.

Just when Tang Huanxi raised his eyebrows in doubt, Xiao Baorui suddenly took a step back and knelt down in front of the tablet with an extremely respectful expression.

"Mother-in-law, please accept my son-in-law Xiao Baorui's respect! Now Huanxi is my wife. I swear that I will take good care of her and love her from the beginning to the end. I will never let her suffer any grievances. If you violate this oath , let Bao Ruitian strike with lightning, it will not be good..."

Before he could utter the last dead word, Tang Huanxi suddenly rushed forward and covered his mouth with his hand!
At that time, she had already burst into tears.

"Xiao Baorui..." Tang Huanxi choked out a sob, then broke into a smile, "Don't say that word, I believe you!"

(End of this chapter)