Chapter 15 The Sound of Killing Pigs
Huo Juncheng, who was originally looking for someone to settle a score, couldn't help but stop when he saw Lin Yilan singing and gesticulating in a rhythmic manner while waving her water sleeves (a white towel sewn on the sleeves).
After seeing this, he realized that although Lin Yilan usually just sang a few lines, when she really added movements, there was really a charm to it.
Huo Juncheng couldn't help but think of her in costume.
He was so engrossed in watching that he was startled by a sudden loud "bang bang bang" noise.
It turned out that Lin Yilan was singing to a wonderful part, and in order to match the tone, she started to knock on the keys continuously. Because she forgot to control the strength, she used some internal force on her hands for no reason, which made the sound even more deafening.
Fortunately, the Huo family's house is in the suburbs and there are no neighbors around. Otherwise, with the way she knocked, the police would probably come to the door in half an hour.
Even so, Huo Juncheng couldn't stand the noise that almost caused tinnitus in his ears.
The servants crowded at the windows had already covered their ears, their faces showing pain.
He walked over and snatched the rolling pin from her hand: "Okay, stop knocking. If you keep knocking, the whole house will collapse."
After hearing this, Lin Yilan realized her mistake and couldn't help but let out an awkward smile: "You haven't slept yet?"
"Sleep?" Huo Juncheng raised a sour face, "Who can sleep if you keep knocking like this?"
"Then I won't knock, okay?"
"Don't knock anymore."
"Ah?" This didn't bother Lin Yilan. She rolled her eyes and said, "From now on, I won't knock in the yard. I'll go knock on the mountain."
This place is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and no one can find her no matter where she goes.
"You're not allowed to go either."
Lin Yilan put her hands on her hips and said, "Apart from Master, who else in this world can stop me?"
It’s impossible to ask her to stop playing drums and singing songs in the future!
Black lines covered Huo Juncheng's forehead. He really didn't have the ability to stop her.
Just as the situation was at a stalemate, Grandma Huo's voice came from the upstairs window: "Okay, it's getting late, go take a shower and go to bed."
With the help of grandma's voice, Huo Juncheng glanced at Lin Yilan with pride.
The meaning is obvious: your "drumming" woke up grandma.
Lin Yilan then calmed down and walked towards the house with her head lowered.
Huo Juncheng looked at the rolling pin in his hand and said, "From now on, this thing must be hidden. Everything that can be knocked away must be thrown away. Let's see how you can knock it again."
After saying that, he threw it into the dark place in the yard.
"Boom!" A muffled sound was heard suddenly.
Huo Juncheng, sensing something was wrong, shouted into the darkness, "Who?"
A man walked out slowly from the darkness, rubbing his head as he walked.
"Uncle Huo? Why are you there?" Huo Juncheng asked in confusion.
"Master, I just want to hear the young lady sing..." Who did he offend? He just wanted to listen to a song, but he was hit with a stick for no reason.
"Hmph! From now on, throw away all the pots and pans in the house that can be knocked."
"Ah? ...Yes, Master..."
Only then did Huo Juncheng leave the yard with satisfaction.
Uncle Huo, the housekeeper, muttered to himself, "Looks like we'll have to use plastic basins from now on... No, plastic basins make noises too, so... let's just use bamboo basins..."
After being tormented by Lin Yilan like this, Huo Juncheng lost the heart to continue working and went straight back to the bedroom.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw Lin Yilan lying on the bed with her legs spread out. In just a short while, she had fallen asleep.
"You slept peacefully." Huo Juncheng, who had been upset all night, had no desire to sleep at all. He leaned against the head of the bed and picked up a book to read.
Lin Yilan turned over and hugged his waist like an octopus, and her feet rested on his knees dishonestly.
Huo Juncheng glanced at her sleeping form and said, "You said you would warm my body, but now you're only warming my legs."
However, her body was really warm, and my legs felt warm when she hugged me.
His body was of a cold nature, tending to be cool year-round, so he was particularly sensitive to temperature. Even if Lin Yilan was just hugging his legs, the warmth from her body was like an electric wave, flowing continuously through his legs and into his entire body.
Therefore, as long as Huo Juncheng came into contact with Lin Yilan, his whole body would warm up. He couldn't help but enjoy it a little as he had suffered from the cold body for many years.
"#%..." Lin Yilan mumbled in her sleep.
Huo Juncheng bent down and put his ear close to what she said.
"Gugugugu...jijiji...gujiguji..." After Lin Yilan said a string of unclear words, she kept smacking her lips and licking her lips with her tongue from time to time.
"You're eating even in your dreams, Lin Yilan. You must be the reincarnation of a ghost who died of starvation in your previous life..." Huo Juncheng, too lazy to listen anymore, straightened up and immediately felt a sharp pain in his waist.
Looking down, Lin Yilan was biting his waist. He raised his hand and was about to push her away when he heard her mumble, "Mom, eat meat..."
Mother?
She misses her mother.
A trace of pity appeared in Huo Juncheng's eyes. He knew that Lin Yilan had lost her mother eighteen years ago. After her father married a stepmother, she had never had a good day, not to mention the life after going up the mountain alone at such a young age.
Feeling pity in his heart, he no longer cared about the severe pain in his waist. He let her bite it and continued reading.
The next morning.
When Lin Yilan woke up from a sweet dream, she found herself hugging Huo Juncheng's waist, while he was sitting sideways with the book in his hand fallen to the ground.
"Hello? Hello?" Lin Yilan shook Huo Juncheng who was still unconscious.
Huo Juncheng, who was almost shaken unconscious before waking up, grabbed her hand and said, "Stop shaking. If you continue, you will go to the underworld to warm my body." As he said that, he opened his eyes.
After sleeping in a strange position all night, he felt sore in his back and waist, and it seemed that his neck was also - stiff!
"What's wrong with your neck?" Lin Yilan sat up and put her hands on his neck.
"Don't move, hiss!" Huo Juncheng, who had his neck tilted, moved slightly and felt a bone-breaking pain in his neck. He couldn't help but gasp.
"This is easy. I'll give you a massage." As she said that, Lin Yilan exerted force with both hands.
"Ah!" Huo Juncheng suddenly made a sound like slaughtering a pig.
When Grandma Huo, who was passing by the door, heard the cry, her face lit up with joy. She hurriedly moved closer to the door and put her ear close to it.
"Don't scream, I'll just be gentler."
"Slow down, slower..."
Grandma Huo, who was eavesdropping outside the door, became more and more delighted as she listened, and suddenly she realized that the housekeeper Uncle Huo's face had been pressed against the door without her knowing.
Grandma Huo grabbed Uncle Huo and went downstairs.
"Madam, you will soon be able to hold your great-grandson." Uncle Huo was as happy as a child.
The Huo family has been a single-line family for several generations, and the population is getting smaller and smaller. As a half-member of the Huo family who grew up there, he feels anxious.
"Okay, okay, with my granddaughter-in-law's physique, she will definitely be able to give birth to more children." Grandma Huo also had a happy expression on her face.
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