Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times - Chapter 508 beat her up

   Chapter 508 Beat her

  Chu Lixuan looked at Xiaojiao's wife's unbelievable expression, he almost laughed out loud, she was not very good at ordinary times.

   Maybe the daughter-in-law was frightened by watching the brother-in-law, make him happy! Why! She is always so kind and lovely.

   He drove the carriage steadily, so as not to bump his daughter-in-law, Chu Lixuan patiently listened to the words of the sister and brother.

   He never interrupted, Chu Lixuan always asked her if there was anything, and Jiang Zihao said a lot of nonsense again.

   said how much their father liked them, and his eloquence was so good that Jiang Xinyan almost believed it.

   Jiang Zihao was selected as a scholar at the age of thirteen. If there is no accident, he can be selected in August this year, and then he will be the champion or the third flower.

  It doesn't matter whether Jiang Xinyan believes it or not, but from Jiang Zihao's words, she got a message that her prime minister's scumbag didn't care about desires, so she didn't take a concubine.

   It's not that old witches are so rare, scum dad and old witch don't live in the same yard, they only stay in the old witch's yard for three nights a month.

   But this old witch is also a winner in life. The prime minister who is rich and handsome is only her wife, and she has a pair of children.

  Although the Prime Minister didn't love her, it was already very good for her. For the rest of her life, the old witch would accompany the Prime Minister by herself.

  The old witch can't be the prime minister's white moonlight, but she has a vicious and vicious approach and has won the prime minister's company for the rest of her life. She has not yet become the mosquito blood on the prime minister's wall.

   Oh wow! This time, it's the old witch, you miscalculated, you should never harm the brother of the old lady's compatriots, even if your methods are vicious.

   But in front of the absolute strength of the old lady, all the means of the old witch can only be turned into bubbles, and the old lady will make you a mouse in the stinky ditch...even into the mosquito blood on the wall of the prime minister's scumbag.

   "Sister, what's the matter with you? Am I wrong? You look so scary!" Jiang Zihao asked cautiously.

  Jiang Xinyan came back to her senses and quickly comforted her younger brother: "Sister is so angry with the old witch, she should never touch you, sister wants your brother-in-law to kill the old witch."

  Jiang Zihao: "..." He heard that his brother-in-law was very powerful, and he killed Nanman so ruthlessly that it should not be a problem to deal with an old witch.

   "Okay! We must let Daddy know about the viciousness of the old witch before killing the old witch, otherwise it will be too cheap for her."

   "Well, what you think is the same as what sister thinks, you must let scum... let father see through the vicious face of the old witch."

  Jiang Xinyan is very satisfied with her brother's idea, he is just a little simple, not a kind-hearted boy who doesn't understand anything.

  Chu Lixuan thought silently in his heart that if his daughter-in-law wanted to kill the old witch, he would teleport to the old witch's room and chop off her dog's head with a knife.

   "Well, she's so vicious, she actually made me starve for two years, so I'll let her die." The boy gritted his teeth and said.

   "How do you want her to die?" Jiang Xinyan teased the boy.

   "Beat her hard!"

   Is this what a simple teenager thinks, life is better than death? Jiang Xinyan wanted to laugh, but she still followed his words.

   "Well, beat her, beat her to the death."

   "I want my brother-in-law to pat her on the wall, and I can't even pull it off!" The boy was very excited.

   "Okay, let my brother-in-law help you take pictures." Jiang Xinyan was also infected with a bit of childishness by the teenager.

  Chu Lixuan listened to the childish conversation between the sister and brother, he felt that his daughter-in-law did not have a happy childhood memory like him.

   It's better for a child like his brother-in-law. It doesn't matter how much he suffers before the age of two, because he has no memory.

   When he had memories, it was a treasure held by his parents, but Chu Lixuan would not say these words in front of his brother-in-law.

   It is said that Mrs. Prime Minister, no one can see that she has evil intentions, even her pillow and her son think she is a good person.

  The people in this world wear high-sounding clothes, but they have human faces and beast-like hearts. It can be said that **** is empty, and evil ghosts are in the world!

   "Does Xinxin eat watermelon?" Chu Lixuan hurried for an hour and felt uneasy when he couldn't see his daughter-in-law.

   "Well, my husband also stopped and rested for a while, we ate watermelon and then went on our way." Jiang Xinyan didn't really want to eat watermelon.

   "Sister, brother-in-law, where did you get the watermelon? I haven't seen a watermelon this year."

   Jiang Zihao was very surprised. His sister turned out to be doing well, and the food he had eaten before was also very delicious.

   "We planted it ourselves! We not only planted watermelons, but also a lot of crops. We couldn't run out of food. Your brother-in-law and I went to the Zhenxi Army to buy food."

   Jiang Xinyan is arrogant, she also has relatives, she visited the Prime Minister's mansion a few years ago, and she also met Jiang Zihao once.

   At that time, Jiang Xinyan didn't hate Jiang Zihao very much, she didn't know he was her brother at that time.

   "Really? As I walked along the way, I saw that there were crops planted in the fields, but there were still many. The fields and fields were deserted and no one was planted there."

   "A lot of people died from the locust plague this time, and the population of Dongchen Country is small." Chu Lixuan stopped the carriage, took out a dagger and cut watermelon skillfully.

   "Sister, the watermelons you grow are extraordinarily sweet, much sweeter than the watermelons I ate in previous years."

   Jiang Zihao's stomach stretched out, but he still couldn't stop, so he took the time to say a word.

   "From now on, you will eat every day, don't eat too much at one time, take a break, and then eat French fries and dried meat." Jiang Xinyan said patiently.

   When it got dark, Jiang Xinyan arranged for Jiang Zihao to sleep in the carriage, and the couple slept on the tree on the hillside beside the official road.

  Chu Lixuan was hunting pheasants and hares along the way, and there was a bag of rice and flour in the carriage beforehand, and the couple buried the pot to cook together.

  Jiang Zihao ate so well that he felt that he had never eaten such a delicious meal in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

  The Prime Minister's Mansion has more dishes, but it's not as delicious as the dishes made by his sister and brother-in-law.

  Jiang Zihao is a son of an aristocratic family who only reads books on sages and sages. He has never seen cooking in the kitchen. He thinks everything is very strange.

   After walking happily on the road for three days, in the early morning of the next day, Chu Lixuan clicked on Jiang Zihao's sleeping point.

   "Xin Xin ~ where should we go?"

   "About 80 miles from our castle, this kid is very smart, and it's not good if it's too close."

   If their husband and wife don’t use teleportation in space, they will have to walk for at least six days if they use a horse-drawn carriage, and it will be slower if they use a carriage.

   They walked slowly for several days on the way to Zhenxi Barracks, and the scenery along the way was almost the same.

  There is nothing to see on the return trip. If they hadn't met Jiang Zihao, they would have returned to the castle the next day.

   They stayed at the Zhenxi Barracks for three days, and it was already June.

   They will be ready to harvest the early rice when they go back, and the time for planting the late rice seedlings is relatively short, and Jiang Xinyan does not want to delay time on the road.

   (end of this chapter)