My wife is from the fairy world

"Birthday..."

Ye Qiushui muttered to himself.

Her birthday is the fourth day of the seventh month, and it is true that today.

"How do you know..."

, halfway through the words, it seemed that he remembered something, and suddenly realized.

Mu Changan held the back of his head with both hands, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I want to say, how do I know? Of course, you told me!"

"I didn't tell you before, I wanted to surprise you."

Mu Changan looked at Ye Qiushui's eyes, "How about it, do you still like this birthday gift?"

Ye Qiushui was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Yes, I like it!"

she nodded heavily, holding the feather in her palm hard.

There are no years of practice, and she doesn't know how long she hasn't celebrated her birthday.

Her heart should have been unable to make waves about this matter for a long time.

However, when Mu Chang'an celebrated her birthday with such a smile, his heart was extremely happy and joyful.

It was just a casual mention before, and Mu Chang'an remembered it until now.

What does this mean?

It shows that Mu Changan has always kept her in his heart and has never disliked her in the slightest.

There seems to be a flame burning in my heart, and the flame is so warm and peaceful.

"Chang'an, you think so much about me, but I have nothing to repay you..."

Ye Qiushui looked at Mu Chang'an with affection.

The patriarch pouted at Ye Qiushui, and said with a smile: "Since your man is so good to you, why don't you reward him?"

Ye Qiushui glanced at him with a smile.

"I knew you would say that!" and

then, he expressed his inner joy with practical actions.

So a reward?

Well, just a little bit...

This kiss lasted for a long time.

Kissing and kissing, Ye Qiu's sailor went down his chest.

"Hmm——?"

Pastor An suddenly widened his eyes, and then gasped.

He

couldn't help but look down, and found that Ye Qiushui was burying his head like an ostrich, his ears were like a fire, becoming hot, and it seemed that there was still billowing hot air.

The reason why Ye Qiushui was so active was because of the pastor Chang'an's affection for her, which was the first time she had received a gift on her birthday in thousands of years of practice.

Moreover, the giver is still the man she loves, which means a lot!

Second, she wants to compensate for her debt to Mu Chang'an as much as possible.

The pastor Chang'an paid silently for her and deserved to be "rewarded".

Moreover, according to her understanding of Mu Chang'an, Mu Chang'an is unlikely to refuse, not only will he gladly accept it, but also enjoy it very much...

The patriarch An leisurely crossed his legs, his back pressed tightly against the head of the bed, watching Ye Qiushui's unfamiliar movements, remembering what he had learned in the book.

The one that holds the medicine is called "mortar", and the one that pounds the medicine is called "pestle", and the combination of the two is called "pounding medicine".

There used to be poems, the fingers can be held and the feet can be held, and the arms can be held without him.

What is diligent medicine, the pestle is noisy.

Pointing to what is with people, I want to make it better.

Thinking of this miserliness, the master sighs.

Although her skills are not mature, and her movements are a little rusty, the psychological satisfaction is unimaginable!

The pastor obediently closed his eyes and made comfortable sounds from his mouth from time to time.

About half an hour later, Ye Qiushui wiped his hands with a tissue with a disgusted face.

"It's not dirty,"

Patriarch An muttered, a satisfied and cheerful smile on his lips.

"Hmph!"

Ye Qiushui lit the tissue in his hand with a spell, and the pastor raised his eyebrows.

"Qiushui, will there be any rewards for this time?" he

asked stiffly.

There's no way, it's too comfortable, I can't quit at all!"

"What do you say?"

Ye Qiushui asked with his arms crossed.

"I think there is. Pastor An replied with a smile.

"You're a big-headed ghost!" Ye

Qiushui patted the head of the pastor with his hand, then turned around and covered the quilt, holding the feather in his hand and sinking into sleep.

......

In the blink of an eye, a week passed, and Mu Changan and Ye Qiushui had a very happy week.

Lin Wanyun and Mu Jinnian really treated Ye Qiushui as a daughter.

During the day, Lin Wanyun will take Ye Qiushui to go shopping, the magic capital has a prosperous economy, and the quantity and quality of goods are much more than those in Puyang City, of course, the price will be several times more expensive.

Sometimes, Lin Wanyun's behavior of valuing women over men made Mu Chang'an, a son, feel indignant.

In the evening, Mu Jinnian cooked by himself, prepared a table of meals and waited for them to come back.

After eating, Ye Qiushui understood who Mu Chang'an's craftsmanship had inherited.

In these seven days, Ye Qiushui also experienced the warmth that Lin Wanyun and Mu Jinnian brought her.

Ye Qiushui, who can't remember her parents clearly, lacks the love of her parents, and now, she gradually treats the two as her biological parents.

Seven days later, Mu Jinnian had to start working.

After he left his post, many people jumped out of the shadows like wolves that smelled fishy smell, testing his reaction.

The amount of work heaps up these days is enough for him to work overtime for a month.

If you drag it out any longer, you may not be able to rest for the New Year in the future.

"Dad, you can reduce some of your workload. "

Mu Chang'an saw off Mu Jinnian at the door.

Mu Jinnian patted Mu Chang'an on the shoulder and smiled cheerfully.

"Chang'an, you don't have to worry so much about it now.

"The information I gave you before was just to let you take over the burden from my hands on the day I couldn't hold it anymore.

"Now, it's not time at all, your dad and I can last more than ten years, you don't need to think too much.

Mu Jinnian looked at Ye Qiushui and said pointedly.

"At your age, you should enjoy it and you shouldn't be so quick to take responsibility.

"Actually, that's what I thought. Patriarch An smiled and nodded.

"Before, I was still thinking that you told me those things because you wanted me to inherit your position, so you can retire and rest.

"If that's the case, I'll definitely run away on the spot, just like when I left home to go to school in Puyang City..."

Mu Jinnian was stunned for a moment, and scolded with a smile, "You kid!" "

Uncle, please wait, these talismans are given to you, and they can be of great use at critical moments." Ye Qiushui handed over a large number of talismans to Mu Jinnian.

As the daughter-in-law of the Mu family, she naturally will not treat her family badly.

Mu Jinnian did not refuse, and accepted it with peace of mind.

Ye Qiushui was able to cultivate his good-for-nothing son to this point, and the things he took out his hands were definitely not ordinary!

"Okay, don't say much, I'll go to work first..."

Lin Wanyun stood at the door, looking at Mu Jinnian's departing back from a distance, stunned.

"Mom, don't look at it, it's not like you haven't experienced it. Pastor An woke up his mother.

Lin Wanyun glanced at Mu Changan coldly and said.

"Tell me, how long are you two going to leave?" Pastor

An was stunned, standing in place and not knowing how to explain.

Lin Wanyun seemed to be more sure of what she was thinking, and walked into the house without saying anything.

"If you can leave early, leave early, anyway, I'm used to it alone, you leave, I'm also happy to be quiet..."

Mu Changan and Ye Qiushui glanced at each other, and suddenly smiled: "Mom, how can we be willing to let you go, of course, the longer you live, the better!" "

Really?"

Lin Wanyun's movements froze, and her eyes shone brightly.

Ye Qiushui took his mother's hand and said, "Mom, when I go home this time, Chang'an and I conservatively estimate that we will stay for ten days and a half months, so don't worry, we won't leave so soon."

"I love to hear what you say, and you are worthy of being my daughter-in-law. Lin Wanyun said with a smile on her face.

"Mom, he's your daughter-in-law, and so am I!"

At this time, an abrupt voice sounded.

In terms of timbre, it is completely Ye Qiushui's voice.

However, the faces of Mu Chang'an and Ye Qiushui, who heard the voice, changed suddenly.

Lin Wanyun turned her head to look at the voice, and at this time, it was too late for Mu Changan and Ye Qiushui to stop it.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Wanyun saw an incredible scene.

A person who looked exactly like Ye Qiushui stood at the door and greeted her with a smile.

"Mom, I'm here to honor you too!"

ps: There is only one change.