The peasant husband is a squeamish bag

Chapter 67

Luo Jia's face turned red instantly.

What will I do?
"Me! I can weave baskets!"

"Also... still..." Luo Jia stammered.

Yun Cheng continued to walk forward, and while walking, he narrated the facts in a steady tone: "If you don't know how to say it, can I say it for you?"

"You can eat, play, sleep, spend money, and keep my bed warm and cool."

Yun Cheng didn't need to buy Luo Jia, he already had to feed him, he had to see a doctor, buy medicinal materials, his life was already so difficult.

Still want to buy it?
Yun Cheng still thought about waiting until the day when the little boy was useless, then he would get rid of this crazy person and leave, and still buy it?
Pay back?

If the previous Luo Jia was still used to it, when Yun Cheng said at the end, when he warmed the bed, Luo Jia blushed instantly and lowered his head.

Luo Jia caught up with Yuncheng a little unconvinced: "I!! I just don't know how to do it now, but I will do it in the future. I will do laundry and cooking to help you."

"I can do anything."

Yun Cheng: "Hehe."

Luo Jia: "Yun Cheng! Do you not believe it?"

Yun Cheng didn't agree, and walked faster and faster, but in the end, Yun Cheng didn't accept the contract of selling himself.

When I got home in the evening, Yuncheng made dinner, which was actually porridge, and Luo Jia brought in a portion for the old couple.

Yuncheng didn't go.

The old couple did not come out either.

At night, because the empty room was not cleaned up, Luo Jia temporarily slept with Yun Cheng again.

Yun Cheng lay down and slept very well, but Luo Jia tossed and turned, as if frying candied fruit.

Yun Cheng was woken up, not sleepy: "You have added another useless skill, and it can keep me from sleeping."

Luo Jia, on the other hand, walked up to Yun Cheng's side, held Yun Cheng in his arms, and spoke confidently: "I'm so cold that I can't sleep."

Yun Chengsheng has nothing to love: "I'm too cold to sleep."

"You toss and turn, there is no heat in the quilt."

"Yuncheng, I don't want you to go back to the fairyland." Luo Jia was not happy, he was always worried that Yuncheng would disappear the next moment he opened his eyes.

"You're dreaming." Yun Cheng replied bluntly.

Cultivating the Dao of Immortals, there is nothing to talk about.

Luo Jia choked for a moment, he hugged Yun Cheng even more tightly, a little angry: "Hmph╭(╯^╰)╮! Then, Yun Cheng, teach me how to cultivate immortals."

"In this way, wherever you go in the future, I will be able to go."

Yun Cheng: ...

That was really scary. It was scary enough to encounter this psychopath. I couldn’t eat well, I was disturbed when I was sleeping, and I was called out like a ghost during the day.

Yun Cheng felt that he was really out of his mind, so he would take him wherever he wanted.

"Do you think I look, like, sick in my head?"

Yun Cheng returned to Luo Jia with a disdainful: "Hehe."

Luo Jia's face flushed with anger: "Yuncheng!"

"I'm going to be angry!"

"Oh." Yun Cheng covered his head with the quilt, and didn't listen to it, so he chanted.

The next moment, Luo Jia's anger dissipated again: "Yun Cheng, can you teach me, I really want to cultivate immortality, you teach me, I promise I will listen to you in the future, and never bother you again."

"Can't teach!"

"Why? Yuncheng, do you hate me that much?" Luo Jia was really sad.

"Yes!"

Luo Jia said fiercely: "I won't allow it!"

"I don't allow you to hate me, and I don't allow you to leave me!"

As long as Luo Jia thinks that there will be no Yuncheng in his own world in the future, he will almost go crazy.

　Luo Jia: Yuncheng, do you hate me?

　　Yun Cheng: I hate it!
　　Luo Jia: If you don't listen, you don't listen. Bastard chant sutras.

　　Author: Keaiaiai, without a head

　　
　
(End of this chapter)