September 18th, around the hour of Mao.
"This woman is really...really..."
Although Zuo An's residence was about 10 to 20 meters away from Hua Qingcheng's bedroom, he was a martial arts expert and could still hear clearly the moans and coquettish sounds of Hua Qingcheng and Yu Xiaotian. What's more, he could hear them for a whole night!
“Simply…simply…”
Lying on the bed, his handsome face flushed red, Zuo An felt like he was not feeling well at all. He finally filled several basins of cold water and doused himself from head to toe several times before he could barely suppress the burning sensation rising from his lower abdomen.
"That woman's face is thicker than a city wall! Doesn't she even look at Yu Xiaotian's frail appearance? Can he withstand such torment from her?"
Zuo An, who was standing beside the hand-cranked well in his yard, was soaked all over. He hummed left and right, looking at the suite in front of him where Hua Qingcheng and her husbands lived, his face full of disdain and contempt.
"Yu Xiaotian's voice occupied two-thirds of the whole night! It's so useless! If it were me, I would definitely let Hua Qingcheng..." Zuo An suddenly stopped talking.
“That’s not right!”
"Whatever that woman wants to do to her husband is her own business. What does it have to do with me?"
"Could it be that... I have developed sympathy for Yu Xiaotian?"
Zuo An rubbed his chin in thought, but then he snorted coldly, "What a joke! I'm a killer! And the best killer in the world! What the hell is sympathy?"
Zuo An shook his head, wiped away the water droplets that kept dripping from his head to his face, and raised a faint sneer at the corner of his lips.
"That woman must owe me too much, that's why I'm paying so much attention to her! It seems I need to ask her to pay her back faster."
"A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!"
"How is that possible?"
"I actually caught a cold? What a joke!"
"A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!"
It was late autumn, and even in the warm south, there was a chill in the mornings and evenings. The old man from the Left Bank, who had poured cold water on himself, had always been in good health, but he had suddenly caught a cold...
"Hehe~"
"Hehe~"
"Hehe~"
As the crowing of hens came from the village, the grandparents, Qiu Fu and Qiu Ming, had already started a new day of hard work in the front yard of Huazhai at the end of the village.
Wu Chen had already left Huaqiao Village, leaving one less person to work the fields. Qiu Fu and Qiu Ming had returned to their division of labor: one responsible for cooking and the other for overseeing the villagers picking vegetables. These vegetables were to be delivered to Yang Jiafeng Manlou in town, so they couldn't be careless.
Kang Fulai, who was assigned to the utility room in the front yard, also rose early, helping out whenever he saw any work. Around noon, he arrived at Feng Lingyan's room in the backyard and helped him get up, wash, and go to the bathroom.
As for Shan You, who is currently living in the children's room, although he is rather weak, he is very diligent. He cleans the front yard first and then the back yard, and also helps feed the chickens, sheep, cattle and horses.
"Again?"
"Again?"
"A-choo!"
"You guys dare to yell again?"
"Believe it or not... Achoo! Believe it or not, if you scream at me again, I'll kill you all right away... all of you!"
"A-choo! A-choo! A-choo!"
Zuo An, who had just cleaned himself up and was lying on the bed to rest, listened to the endless crowing of the hens and suddenly felt like drinking chicken soup...
When Hua Qingcheng built the house, she didn't expect that there would be so many people in the family now. It can be lived in, but it will be crowded after the children are born.
And it wasn't just Mu Lige; there were five husbands in the family! Even if only one of them gave her two children, that would still be a pretty impressive number. But it didn't matter; at worst, they could just buy some land and expand the house.
If her husbands wanted to have children, could she not let them? It's not like she couldn't afford to raise them! Even if her husbands gave birth to an army, Hua Qingcheng could afford to support them, no worries!
In the early morning, the flower house is busy and lively, full of the atmosphere of rural life, warm and peaceful.
At 2:00 PM, Qiu Fu brought the prepared meal from the kitchen to the table in the adjacent dining room, and the masters who lived in the backyard also arrived one after another. Hua Qingcheng, who had worked hard on Yu Xiaotian all night last night, was naturally the last to arrive with her young husband.
Hua Rongsheng was in a hurry to teach the students, so he ate a bowl of noodles and left. As for her pregnant father, Ye Maochun, Hua Qingcheng had already returned, so it was impossible for him to go back to the Hua family in the east of the village to clean and prepare lunch for the students.
For the students who attended the private school, some of the more sophisticated families would send maids or servants to bring meals to the young masters, while some students would pay an additional amount of silver each month to eat lunch directly at the Hua family. Hua Qingcheng immediately arranged for Kang Fu to take over Hua's father's cooking duties for the students.
"My dear, I have no problem doing these things, but what about the master?"
In the dining hall, Kang Fulai, standing behind Feng Lingyan and occasionally serving her food, looked embarrassed. After all, in his heart, his master was the most important.
"Uncle Kang, you don't have to worry about this. We are still here at home, right?" Si Chengfeng, who was sitting next to Feng Lingyan, said with a charming look and a gentle smile, very considerately.
"That's right, Uncle Kang. Except for the fact that the eldest brother is pregnant and it's inconvenient for him, the four of us will take good care of him." Situ Ye also made his presence felt at the right time and expressed his attitude.
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