Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

After waiting and waiting, Xiao Lingchuan still didn\'t move. Could it be that she really made her take the initiative?

"Miss, are you a little cold, so you can\'t sleep?"

Sensing Li Haitang moving in his arms, Xiao Lingchuan opened his eyes and patted her on the back lightly.

Even if they really want it, they still can’t bear it. When the sun rises, they will have to drive in the snow again. Even though the charcoal basin is burning in the carriage, the temperature is still relatively low. The road is bumpy, and they will feel a little tired after sitting for a day. Not a lot.

"It\'s a little cold."

Li Haitang was blowing hot air in the ears of her savage husband. She had already thrown out an olive branch, and she was waiting for him to say, exercise together to keep warm.

As for what to do, the matter of the bed, it\'s not a hairless young man, how can he not understand?

"I\'ll go to the carriage and fetch another quilt."

Xiao Lingchuan nodded knowingly. He drank a glass of strong wine to keep warm, and his body radiated heat.

Besides, hugging his own wife without relying on external objects, he has a feeling that his body is being ignited and completely burned.

"No, it\'s too heavy to cover your body."

The hint is so obvious, the savage husband doesn\'t understand? Li Haitang was almost impatient. Now she could understand how aggrieved Zhao Mama was when she met Wu Fu.

She hinted several times, but the other party just didn\'t accept the move.

"I brought in the small stove on the carriage, put two sweet potatoes on it, and tomorrow morning, I can still eat something warm."

The sweet potatoes are baked, and you can take them with you. When you are hungry on the road, you can put them on the side of the stove to heat them up. You can eat them in half a quarter of an hour, and you don’t have to wait too long.

When going out, Second Aunt Chen also brought a few ears of corn, but they had been left for too long, and the corn was dry, so they had to break off the corn kernels and mix them with japonica rice to cook porridge.

Boil for at least half an hour before it becomes soft.

Xiao Lingchuan\'s thoughtful arrangements were not what Li Haitang wanted. She was silent for a while, her head poked out of her arms, and her dark eyes were fixed on him.

Without waiting for his savage husband to speak, Li Haitang struck directly at Xiao Lingchuan\'s lower body with precise precision.

"Ok…"

My savage husband is facially paralyzed, it is very difficult to see pleasure or pain on his face.

"The lady is on top."

This position is beneficial to pregnant women, Xiao Lingchuan pressed on his body obediently, and actually felt a sense of being raped.

The slow and leisurely movements of the husband and wife were so tormenting that Xiao Lingchuan had no choice but to prop up his body and Li Haitang\'s shoulders, moving wantonly.

He wanted to stand up and call the shots, but ended up in a mess. By the time Li Haitang woke up, it was already the second day.

It was just dawn, and it snowed heavily again, the carriage accompanied by Madam Zhao broke down, so she had to go to a carriage dealer and spend money to find someone to repair it, which delayed the trip again.

Breakfast was in the first dining room, there were only a few guests, and they left in a hurry after eating without saying a word.

Once people left, Wujin\'s house became even quieter.

"Ma\'am, why do I think you look better?"

Early in the morning, Wu Fu occupied the tea room and was busy steaming steamed buns. He had just come out of work, and when he came face to face with Li Haitang, she said something stupidly.

"yes?"

Satisfied, happy physically and mentally, and of course looking good, she turned her head, glanced at her savage husband vaguely, and used one finger to draw upward strokes, with a clear meaning, next time, she will be on it.

Xiao Lingchuan twitched the corners of his mouth, thanks to the fact that the lady has no other hobbies, from now on, he would burn each of the barbarian\'s pamphlets, with drops of wax oil and small leather whips on them, he really couldn\'t accept it!

Nanny Yu is a person who has been here, and seeing his wife\'s pink face is full of spring, it can be seen that there is harmony in that matter.

It\'s just that Wu Fu is not married yet, and he is also simple and knows too little. She reminded herself that she must teach Wu Fu, otherwise it will not be a problem if the old lady from Kyoto always makes trouble.

"By the way, ma\'am, the inn is a bit weird."

The house? The yard is gloomy, with a decaying atmosphere, especially at night, it is pitch black, and it looks like a ghost house.

It was dark, so Wu Fu got up to make a face-to-face meeting. She vaguely heard a man\'s begging for mercy and a woman\'s sinister laughter in the warehouse behind.

It\'s not dawn yet, so it can\'t be haunted, right?

Wu Fu is courageous and not afraid of ghosts, but she makes more steamed buns, otherwise she won\'t have enough food on the road, and she doesn\'t have the time to watch the excitement.

"What do you think is so weird about the inn?"

Li Haitang stood under the tree and looked around.

The location of the inn is remote, you can see the mountains not far away, there are not many guests, and it is quiet during the day, but the accommodation here is not cheap, slightly more expensive than ordinary inns.

"?? It should be the warehouse at the back. Anyway, there is something wrong with howling ghosts and wolves."

Nanny Yu heard it too. She didn\'t sleep well all night, thinking about staying for a day, one more thing is worse than one less thing, so she didn\'t take the initiative to mention it.

The guest room is unified, there is no difference. The reason why there are still people coming to stay at the inn in such a remote place is that some people go for the warehouse.

Caravans stay overnight and have a large amount of goods. If you want to stay overnight, you can entrust the inn with your luggage. In rainy and snowy days, things are locked in the warehouse for safekeeping.

The inn is rebuilt according to the folk houses. Behind the fifth guest room, there is a row of tall and neat warehouses. Small skylights are set up in the high places of the warehouses, which are used by businessmen on weekdays to stack goods. Opposite the inn, there are some common people\'s houses. Perhaps because there is no market, there is no noise and noise in the market.