"Wife, what is this?"
When Yu Xiaotian saw that Qingcheng was actually holding a white horse, his eyes suddenly lit up. He hurried forward to take the reins from her hand and led the white horse to the stable that had been built for Xiangyun horse. Fortunately, the place was spacious enough and there was enough room for one more horse.
Seeing that woman return with a handsome man behind her, Mu Lige, standing at the entrance to the main hall, looked at Hua Qingcheng with his bright eyes dimming slightly, a trace of hurt flashing across them. Han Yichen was even more hostile towards the man brought back by his wife so late at night, his handsome face instantly turning as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Hua Qingcheng! You..."
When Mulan Jin thought about Hua Qingcheng, who had sworn to her in the morning that she would not let Chengfeng down and would not let down the five husbands in the family, and now brought a new bride home, she was immediately furious. She rushed out of the main hall, stretched out her big hand, and planned to teach this unfaithful woman a lesson.
Even if Hua Qingcheng looks like his Lingyan, if he is unfaithful to Chengfeng, Mulanjin will still beat him.
Looking at the wonderful expressions on everyone's faces, Hua Qingcheng suddenly understood that they... probably misunderstood the relationship between her and Zuo An.
When Mulan Jin's "Ci Zu's Palm" was about to hit her head, Hua Qingcheng quickly stretched out her hand to block it.
"Grandpa, listen to me!"
Standing behind her, Zuo An, who had been expecting to see Hua Qingcheng's "human tragedy," raised his eyebrows slightly in a look of regret. Hua Qingcheng glared at this troublemaker who was just watching the fun.
Left Bank: ...
What's it to him? He won't interfere anyway. The women in this country where women are kings are really interesting. There are so many men in their homes. It would be great if this old man could beat her up so badly that her parents wouldn't recognize her. That would also be revenge for the theft of the Xiangyun Horse!
The interaction between the two people's expressions seemed to Han Yichen to be a communication between them. Han Yichen looked at Zuo An with a more unfriendly look.
"Grandpa, this person is Zuo An..."
"I don't care whether he's on the left bank or the right bank. If you let Chengfeng down, I won't forgive you!"
Hua Qingcheng was instantly hit on the head by Mulanjin.
Even Zuo An, who was always serious, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly when he saw Hua Qingcheng acting so arrogantly in front of him, but looking so embarrassed in front of this old man.
Hua Qingcheng took a lot of effort to explain to the old man and the husbands that Zuo An was only at home to be Mu Lige's bodyguard and they had nothing to do with him.
"Where do I live? And where do I do my research?"
Seeing that the excitement was over, Zuo An returned to his arrogant look.
"No hurry, let's eat first."
No matter what, coax the person first.
For Zuo An, who was used to being alone, Hua Qingcheng finally asked Yu Xiaotian to prepare a separate meal for him and let him eat it under the big tree in the front yard.
After dinner.
"Hua Qingcheng!"
When Zuo An looked at the wooden board next to a small bed in the small hut in the front yard, he got furious.
"You...are you planning to let me sleep in this little broken bed?"
Zuo An was stunned. This woman's family was so poor, so how could she have the confidence to say that she would provide him with an endless supply of research material?
"Of course not!"
"That's my bed!"
"Yours is the board next to it!"
Mulan Jin stepped forward and defended her territory.
Left Bank: ...
"Hua Qingcheng!"
Hua Qingcheng scratched her ears which were hurt by the noisy sound from the left bank, and directly took out the pistol without bullets from her arms.
"I'll borrow it for you to watch for one night!
"As for the place where you conduct your research, of course you have to procure it properly. Isn't it already planned and under construction?"
Forget it, for the sake of this well-made hidden weapon, he endured it!
Zuo An took the pistol handed to him by Hua Qingcheng, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He no longer cared about anything else and sat down on the wooden board on the ground to read.
There was no light in the room, and Zuo An was examining the hidden weapon in his hand in the bright moonlight outside the window. As if looking at it was not enough, he pulled out a night-shining pearl the size of a pigeon egg from his pocket, and instantly the whole hut was illuminated.
After comforting Zuo An, Hua Qingcheng left the hut.
Looking at the mottled and worn earthen walls in the yard, and the dilapidated mud and thatched house, Hua Qingcheng became thoughtful and decided that it was time to build a better house for her husbands at home.
Business at the Yunshui Street shop was booming, and her family had a steady income from supplying vegetables and peppers to Fengmanlou. She also earned money from directly supplying ice, cold drinks, and snacks to restaurants and the homes of wealthy people. She also occasionally sold game and mountain products. She was no longer the penniless Hua Qingcheng she'd been when she first crossed over. Although she'd spent a fortune on cattle and horse fodder today, building a new house on her own land shouldn't cost too much.
"Qingqing, what are you thinking about?"
Seeing Hua Qingcheng standing in the yard in a daze, Mu Lige walked up and held her hand.
"Brother Li, I'm thinking about whether to tear down the old house and rebuild it, or find a new piece of land to build a house."
Hua Qingcheng held Mu Lige's hand, smiled at him, and took his hand back to the main room in the backyard. She was unable to accompany Mu Lige last night, so she would make up for it tonight.
"Didn't we say it would take a while? Will this be enough to keep the business going?"
Mu Lige asked Hua Qingcheng who was combing his hair, a little worried.
"It shouldn't be a big problem."
Hua Qingcheng’s idea was that since they were going to build a house, they had to build a better one. In today’s Laifeng Country, what could be more solid than a house built with cement?
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