Farming concubine you are so sweet

Jun Mochen felt that those ferocious scars in his heart were gently stroked and ironed, which made him very comfortable.

A little thing threatened him with tears, not to beg for benefits, but to want him to care about his body

If he doesn't listen to her, he will cry and cry fiercely.

Soft and fierce, but he didn't have any attack power, but he was really threatened.

"I can go to the hospital with you, but you have to let me carry you all the way." Jun Mochen's tone was firm, and there was no room for turning around: "if you don't listen, there will be no discussion."

The little thing was tired all night. Sleeping on his back was a compromise. Both of them had to take a step back and get each other's kindness.

Chu wanqiu hesitated before nodding: "OK... But I have to take a piece of meat to the landlady of the cloth farm. I deserve to be rewarded for her care."

"It's natural. Everything in our family is up to you." Don't spoil me.

A smile bloomed on Chu's late autumn face, dispelling fatigue and leaving only bright.

Jun Mochen carried Chu wanqiu all the way, and everyone talked all the way. When she arrived at the cloth shop, the landlady looked frightened.

"Yo, little lady, this is..."

Because Jun Mochen walks very steadily, she sleeps steadily all the way out of late autumn. Now she has just woke up and looks bleary eyed.

"Landlady, my husband beat wild boar yesterday. This meat is for you." Chu late autumn took a sleeping voice, and his voice was softer: "it's not worth any money, just a little heart. Don't see me."

The landlady looked moved: "little lady, you said you were really... So you came to town today..."

Shouldn't it be that Jun Mochen didn't want to give her meat, but the little lady didn't agree, so they fought?

If so, it's really her crime. She can't walk this way. It should be a heavy fight.

"I came here today to see my husband." Chu wanqiu said with his eyes bent.

The landlady blinked dully: "are you sure you don't want to see a doctor?"

It depends on the sick. Look at the strong man with a man on his back? And it looks like he's been on his back all the way. His face is not red and out of breath. He beats pigs and tigers. Does this person look sick?

Chu wanqiu flashed his smart eyes and nodded sincerely: "yes, he was hot last night, so come and have a look."

The landlady raised her eyebrows: "little lady, in fact, fever doesn't necessarily mean illness..."

"I'm really ill!" Chu wanqiu blushed like a ripe apple: "it's sick, not anything else. Let's go to the hospital."

What's the boss's idea

The landlady smiled vaguely: "I've been married for a long time, and I know more. I haven't said anything yet. The little lady understands."

Chu wanqiu's face was more red. She pulled Jun Mochen's ear: "go, go, by the way, put me down."

Jun Mochen didn't answer. He strode out of the cloth Village to the hospital.

"Put me down. So many people are watching." Chu wanqiu whispered.

"It's natural for my husband to carry his wife back. Why are you afraid to see it?" The one on Jun Mochen's back was steady and warm in a low tone: "when you called me my husband just now... It sounds good. You can call it often in the future, especially at night."

Chu wanqiu snorted, "hooligan!"

When they arrived at the hospital, the old doctor's eyes would fly out at the sight of this posture.

"Oh, I said you are tall and big. Why don't you know it hurts?" The old doctor looked angry: "even if you hold it hard, you have to leave some room. You see, the little lady can't walk!"