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date="2021-09-25"

title="Chapter 32"

weight="136859"

series = ["Carrying a Hoe to Cultivate"]

mode = "manual"

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The next morning, the door of the room that had been closed for the night was opened, and a refreshed Gu Wen walked out. can see that he is in a good mood, his whole face is radiant, and he is humming a silly tune to make breakfast.

On the bed, Xia Yi shrank under the covers, crying to 179 sadly.

"Really, he is really not a human being. You see how miserable I am. I don't even have a good skin on my whole body, and even the back of my instep has been chewed." Xia Yiyu sobbed sadly.

"I told you not to come here blindly. What's wrong with being a mother? Seeing how comfortable I am, how can I persuade you not to listen or sympathize with you." Lemon System said gleefully.

179 Can you really hear that I am showing off?

Whee.

Hearing footsteps outside the door, Xia Yi quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Gu Wen walked in with the porridge in one hand and the pan bun in the other. Seeing that Xia Yi was still asleep, he put the things in his hands on the bedside cabinet.

Leaning over and looking at it lightly, she found that although Xia Yi closed her eyes, her eyelashes were trembling lightly, and the eyeballs under her eyelids were also turning.

He is clearly awake and still pretending to be asleep.

Gu Wen couldn't help but laughed softly, sat down by the bed, reached out and fished Xia Yilian with the quilt into his arms. He kissed the shaggy hair and said affectionately, "Little pig, get up for breakfast."

Xia Yi still closed her eyes and said nothing, and then felt the scent of meat porridge lingering on the tip of her nose.

Quietly opened a slit, and found a spoonful of porridge stopped by his mouth.

The strong smell of meat porridge entered the nasal cavity, and then I felt that I was hungry, and my stomach suddenly made a few grunts.

Xia Yi couldn't put it on anymore, "Ao Wu" swallowed the porridge in one bite.

The hot meat porridge slips into the esophagus, and the whole person is ironed and comfortable.

Gu Wen fed Xia Yi spoonfuls of gruel one by one and eaten up the stuffed buns in a short while.

Xia Yi ate happily, not paying attention to Gu Wen staring at the tip of his little pink tongue, and the bottom of his eyes began to churn again.

When he finished eating and drinking, Gu Wen took out the empty bowls and plates one by one, and Xia Yi lay down again in the quilt contentedly. I didn't sleep well last night, and I am ready to take a good night's sleep.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open again, Xia Yi didn't bother to open her eyes, so she just snorted lazily from her nose.

The quilt was lifted, and a strong and warm chest pressed against him, embracing Xia Yi again.

Xia Yi suddenly felt that something was wrong, and his whole body was agitated, the alarm bells in his brain rang, and his sleepiness disappeared.

"No way, no way, you go away, you go away..."

"Help..."

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At noon, Qi Zhou, whose hair was combed untidy, stood in the yard with his long body standing in the courtyard, with Meng Wanzi holding his hands in front of him.

Looking around, the door was closed tightly, as if there was no one. Only the Qilin raised his head lazily, seeing that it was the two of them, and then lay back in the den and continued to sleep soundly.

Anyway, the whole family won't get up, and the dog will go to bed too.

"Is there anyone? Do you have dinner?" After a long while, Qi Zhou's voice sounded with a hint of aggrievedness.

No way, both myself and the master are hungry.

"Crack." The door opened, and Gu Wen walked out one by one, his face full of joy made Qi Zhou think that he had seen a bridegroom official, except that he didn't wear a big red flower on his chest.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to cook." Gu Wenzhu rarely gave the two Fangxian Taoists a good face, and walked to the kitchen with a smile on his face.

Meng Wanzi looked behind him, did not see Xia Yi, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Where is Xiaoyou Xia? Why didn't he see him?"

Gu Wen paused step by step, with an unnatural touch on his face, "He is sick."

"Ill? Is it serious? Let me see." Meng Wanzi was about to walk into the room, "I have a little medical skills and can help him prescribe a prescription."

"It's okay, it's just a small wind chill, just raise it for a day." Gu Wen stopped it quickly.

"It depends on Xiao Fenghan. He is a mortal, no better than our immortal cultivators. He can't be dragged when he is sick." Meng Wanzi continued to walk towards the house as he muttered.

Suddenly, it went dark, and a figure flashed in front of him, blocking his way.

Meng Wanzi stopped and looked in surprise.

"I said he would just raise him, now he can't see the wind, he is covering his sweat." Gu Wen stood in front of him, his voice sounded coldly, his eyes were a bit hostile, the tail of his eyes was slightly raised, and his expression was indistinct.

At that moment, Meng Wanzi's heart shook, and a strange feeling occurred. The ordinary mortal farmer standing in front of him unexpectedly brought him an invisible pressure.

"Well, if you don't watch it, I won't watch it." Meng Wanzi was cold in his heart and didn't dare to move on.

Qi Zhou curled his lips, thinking arrogantly in his heart that these ordinary people just don't know good or bad.

Gu Wen moved quickly, and made lunch in a while, and there was a large table of dishes. He first took out an empty plate, sandwiched a part of each dish, put the rest on the dining table, and then glanced at Meng Wanzi, "Meng Lao, use it slowly."

"Okay, okay, you don't have to worry about me." Meng Wanzi replied quickly and stood aside with his hands down, watching Gu Wen pick up the food he picked up and walk towards the house.

How do I think this farmer is terrible, his eyes make him feel familiar.

If he looks like Cang Yi, his look just now reminds him of another person.

Qi Zhou took out his handkerchief and wiped the stool until Gu Wen stepped into the room and closed the door, took out his porcelain bowl to serve the rice, and ate it in small bites.

In the room, Xia Yi sat on the bedside with her curly hair, her eyes fiercely leaning on the bed, "I won't eat! If you can't say that if you don't eat, you don't eat! You take it away!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Xiao Yi, it's all my fault. I didn't control myself well." Gu Wen apologized in a low voice. Seeing the quilt slide down, Xia Yi was bruised, even more guilty and distressed.

"Just take a few bites, OK? Just take a few bites." Gu Wen coaxed softly and handed the spoon full of food to Xia Yi's mouth.

"Are you wrong? Ask you, did you recognize your mistake and reflect on it?" Xia Yi moved her sore body and complained.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't be with you %@%%&*&*……&……&——" Gu Wenzhu's mouth was covered by Xia Yi, and he shouted anxiously. Said: "They are still outside, keep your voice down."

Gu Wen looked at him with innocent eyes and nodded repeatedly.

Xia Yi let go of Gu Wenzhu's mouth and glanced at him sideways, "Feed me."

When the food was cleaned up, the two masters and apprentices Meng Wanzi also left outside the courtyard, and Gu Wen began to clean up the dishes one by one.

Xia Yi was aching all over, and wanted to lie down again. Just this one action grinned his teeth, slowly like a patient with a whole body fracture.

After finally lying down, he looked at the ceiling hopelessly, "179, really, he's really not a human being."

179 didn't want to answer this time and wanted to spit him twice.

Just as he was about to fall asleep in a daze, Xia Yi suddenly felt a heat flow in his abdomen. Before he recovered, the heat flow rushed towards the limbs. Suddenly, the blood immediately boiled, and the heartbeat accelerated at the same time, but the hands and feet were lazily soft.

What's wrong with me? Going to wear it? It's not like it. Xia Yi looked around, the air was not floating, and the furniture was not distorted. sick? Heatstroke? influenza? Or is it an emergency?

"179, 179 come out soon, something serious happened, without you, I don't feel like my whole body is right." Xia Yi called the system in panic, "Did I have any emergency?"

"Host, don't panic, I'll test it for you." 179 is calm and professional, like a mature system. Xia Yi took a deep breath, trying to suppress the inexplicable irritability in her heart, waiting for the system's test results.

"179, if I have a terminal illness, don't tell me, at least let me and Brother Zhu happily get married first."

"Forget it, let me know, I won't get married with Brother Zhu, so as not to delay him, it will become a second marriage if it is good."

179 There was no reply for a long time, and the situation seemed not so good.

Xia Yi felt more and more uncomfortable in her heart, saying that the more Baidu, the more she felt terminally ill, but this is not because Baidu is all based on random thoughts, even thinking about where the cemetery was built.

He began to imagine the scene where Gu Wen looked at him gradually becoming thinner, hiding aside and hammering the wall alone in pain, and having to force a smile when facing him, couldn't help his eyes become soggy.

The body seems to be getting hotter, is it going to explode?

"179, haven't you checked it out yet?"

"Host, after a sophisticated test, it shows that you are not suffering from any disease, but your craze is coming." 179's voice suddenly sounded, "Maybe it was caused by your hormone fluctuations last night."

"Hot... boom period?" Xia Yi had a thunderous expression on his face.

"Yes, hee hee." 179's laughter reveals the gloat that can't be concealed.

But I'm not a single dog now, I don't know how happy you are.

Xia Yi changed his mind and calmed down as soon as he thought about it, and sneered at 179.

Gu Wen came in with a bowl and opened the door at this time, still calling out softly, "Xiao Yi, come and drink the chicken soup, and rest after drinking."

As soon as the voice fell, Gu Wenzhu stopped and stared at the front in a daze.

I saw that Xia Yi had already sat up and was looking at him with the quilt. The cheeks are flushed, and a pair of almond eyes are filled with mist, as if a small hook has grown...

"Brother Zhu, come here soon." Xia Yi's voice also seemed to grow a small hook, soft and waxy...

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who cast me a mine to irrigate the nutrient solution: Oh, Vivi, the wind sliding across the river;

I will continue to work hard!