The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man-Chapter 975 - miscellaneous furs lick you
Chapter 975: 975 miscellaneous furs lick you
Chapter 975: 975 miscellaneous furs lick you
Tao Meijiao said, “It’s gone back to the mountain.”
“Oh, it’ll come back later,” Xiao Yuchuan remarked in such a way.
Su Qingyue said indifferently, “It’s left and won’t come back.”
Xiao Yuchuan was slightly stunned; then he wrapped his arm around Su Qingyue’s shoulder and sighed softly, “The mountain forest is truly where Zamao belongs; it’s good that it went back.”
“Mhm.”
“Dear, don’t be sad, I’ll be with you,” he said.
She shook her head.
“I won’t be sad, only happy for Zamao.” Yet the sense of loss in her heart was still so strong.
After returning home, since Zamao always took off to the mountain forest, no one else asked about it.
Early the next morning, Xiao Yuchuan went to buy clay bricks and started laying the partition wall himself.
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It was now the busy season of the autumn harvest; in the fields, villagers were everywhere cutting rice stalks and threshing rice.
Xiao Yishan, who did not want to spend money and used sticky soil mixed with stones, was building his own kitchen’s mud wall.
Seeing Xiao Yuchuan laying the courtyard partition wall, he grimaced but ultimately said nothing.
Su Qingyue was drying medicinal herbs in the yard, her complexion a bit off.
Zamao had left, and it was inevitable she’d feel unhappy for a while.
As she bent over slightly, turning over the herbs on the medicine rack, she suddenly felt something tug at her sleeve, a frequency similar to Zamao’s?
Turning around, she saw Xiao Yuchuan propped on his hands on the ground, lifting his head to bite her sleeve with his mouth.
Seeing her look at him, he flashed a smile of bright white teeth and imitated Zamao’s howling at her, “Aoow…”
“Dear, does it look like it?
Does it look like your Zamao?” he deliberately made an especially comical sound.
She was amused by him instantly, “Third brother, get up, who acts like a dog like this…”
“Zamao is a wolf.
It’s not shameful for me to imitate it.” He howled “aoow” a couple of times again.
Xiao Yishan, seeing Yuchuan leave the partition wall construction halfway to make a woman smile, and even lying on the ground howling like a dog, grimaced, “Third brother, is this appropriate?
Aren’t you embarrassed?”
“As long as my wife is happy, losing a bit of face counts for nothing,” Xiao Yuchuan said indifferently.
“Seeing my dear smile makes me absolutely joyful.”
Li Rong’er and Tao Meijiao saw this from the yard and thought Xiao Yuchuan was too devoted to Su Qingyue.
Xiao Qinghe looked at his third brother and felt envious in his heart.
With his legs useless, even if he wanted to be like his third brother and lie on the ground pretending to be a dog, he couldn’t do it…
Su Qingyue helped Xiao Yuchuan to his feet, and he wiped the sweat from his face with his hand.
The dirt on his hands smudged a big grey mark on his handsome face.
Su Qingyue started to laugh.
“Hehe…” Xiao Yuchuan, seeing his wife laugh, laughed along with her.
He followed her into the kitchen, and she filled a basin with water for him to wash his hands.
“Look at you, such a big guy, getting all dirty…”
“Dear, whenever you miss Zamao, I’ll pretend to be Zamao and lick you,” he said.
Full of black lines, Su Qingyue replied, “Don’t pretend to be Zamao anymore; it’ll make us the laughingstock if others see.”
“I don’t care what other people say.” He kissed her lips lovingly.
“I only care about my dear wife.”
Su Qingyue gave him a little glare, but didn’t say anything more.
“Is Chuan at home?” a thick yet shrill voice of a middle-aged woman resonated from outside the courtyard.
When Xiao Yuchuan stepped out of the kitchen and saw who had come, his expression darkened.
Su Qingyue had been in the village for long enough for the villagers to recognize everyone, and of course, she recognized that the visitor was Wang Meipo, the matchmaker from the village.
“What are you doing at my house?” Xiao Yuchuan’s face was cold.
