My husband is a sick cat

Tang Ying said this very seriously. He didn't think Lu Jian could hit a wild boar. He thought Lu Jian had seen a land rover hit a wild boar before, so he thought it was easy. In fact, he didn't know how dangerous the wild boar was.

Lu Jian didn't know Tang Ying's worries. She just felt that Tang Ying's expression when she said this was a bit similar to the woman in his memory. They both had a sharp mouth and a soft heart. She immediately felt that Tang Ying was more approachable.

"Don't worry, I'm definitely walking behind you. I shot a wild boar when I was at the Lu family, and I was unharmed. If you don't believe me, you can go to my house and ask."

Looking at Lu Jian's smiling face, Tang Ying always felt that something was wrong. Why did this look look like he was coaxing a child?

From the moment the two started arguing, Mrs. Zhou had been a little distracted, with mixed emotions of happiness, worry, and disappointment. Now that they both were quiet, she couldn't help but ask Lu Jian.

"Are you telling the truth? Have you really hunted a wild boar?"

Seeing Zhou's hopeful look, Lu Jian nodded without any hesitation.

"Really, you can ask."

Lu Jian didn't look like he was lying, but her small body looked a little stronger than hers, and she didn't look like she could hit a wild boar. But if it was true, wouldn't it be possible for her son to survive? ?

However, before Zhou could speak again, Tang Ying spoke first. He looked at Lu Jian with a serious look on his face.

"Let's not mention this matter for now. I will find someone to inquire about it. Before that, you can't just go hunting in the mountains. Otherwise, I will divorce my wife."

In the end, he said to divorce his wife because Tang Ying could not think of anything to threaten Lu Jian, but in Lu Jian's view, his words had no threatening power.

"Okay," Lu Jian nodded nonchalantly. It wasn't her who was sick anyway, so she wasn't the one who was anxious.

At this time, Lu Jian had never thought about why Tang Ying was worried about her. She was still thinking in terms of the end of the world. In the end of the world, people measure everything to see if it is profitable. No one would do anything for no reason. Consider others.

"There seems to be nothing going on outside. Do you still need to clean up those things in the yard?"

In the silence, Lu Jian noticed that the yard had become quiet. Thinking of the tables, chairs and other things in the yard, she asked casually.

She is not a very diligent person, but now that the Tang family is considered her home, she naturally has to take care of her things.

Zhou nodded subconsciously. Things in the yard had to be tidied up, and the borrowed tables and chairs had to be returned. But when she looked up, she saw that Lu Jian was still wearing the underwear, with her hair like a chicken coop. Suddenly he frowned slightly.

"Of course you have to clean it up, but you'd better clean it up yourself first. I'll find a few people to help. Otherwise, I may not be able to clean it up in one day."

"it is good."

"No."

Lu Jian and Tang Ying spoke almost at the same time, but Tang Ying's words made Zhou and Lu Jian feel strange.

"why?"

Lu Jian raised his hand and touched his hair. Does this man like how he looks like this?

Zhou, however, understood after being stunned for a moment, and sure enough, Tang Ying explained immediately.

"Maybe uncle and the others are still outside. Mom, please open the door now. What if they rush in and hurt you?"

Only then did Lu Jian understand what Tang Ying was objecting to. Although she didn't think that the uncle's rushing in could hurt her, Tang Ying had also said before that they were elders and she couldn't let others see her doing it. I can do evil things quietly, so I can only aggrieve myself.

"That's alright. You don't need to find anyone. I'll take care of it. It's just me and you."

Lu Jian made arrangements directly, turned around and left, going to Zhou's room to clean herself up. After putting on her clothes, she saw that there was no mirror on Zhou's table, and the comb was an old one with many teeth missing. Something old.

Looking at the comb, she didn't want to use it. She remembered that there seemed to be a new comb in the dowry Sun Xiaohua bought for her, so she went to a corner of the room to rummage around.

The dowry she brought was supposed to be placed in the new house, but many people went to the new house to watch the excitement. Mrs. Zhou was worried that someone was fishing in troubled waters, so she had people put it in her room. She also told Lu Jian about this.

Lu Jian didn't care much about anything other than food, so she didn't care about the dowry. She had to use a comb to remember it.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw various boxes neatly stacked in the corner. In fact, Lu Jian was not particularly clear about what was in these boxes. Sun Xiaohua only showed a few of them to her, and the purpose was just to pick out patterns. , then you will know that there is a comb.

While she was rummaging around, Mrs. Zhou came in. She came in because she heard the noise and felt strange.

As soon as she came in, she saw that Lu Jian had opened a lot of her dowry box and left it on the ground so casually. She immediately frowned: "What are you doing? Why are you throwing things everywhere?"

More than ten years ago, Mrs. Zhou would have looked down upon these things that Lu Jian had given her as a dowry. However, after the hard times in the past few years, Ms. Zhou had long since become a bit stingy and cherished everything. Attitude, whether it's your own or someone else's.

So it was really distressing for Lu Jian to throw things around, and he had already walked over and started to clean them up while talking.

Lu Jian saw Zhou's behavior and said generously: "If you like these things, I'll give them to you."

Ms. Zhou, who was packing her things, paused, feeling a sense of embarrassment in her heart. She felt that Lu Jian's words were insulting her, and the good feeling she had just had suddenly disappeared.

Putting down the things in his hands, he stood up straight and looked at Lu Jian, his face showing seriousness and indifference that he had never shown before.

"I'm not coveting my daughter-in-law's things. You move all these things into your house. From tonight on, you can sleep in your house."

Lu Jian, who had just found the comb and was happily planning to comb her hair, looked over in confusion when he heard this.

"What are you talking about? I didn't say you covet my things, and I've never slept with a man before, so I'm not used to it. Just let me sleep here, or sleep with you."

Lu Jian felt a little embarrassed when she talked about it. Although she came from a post-apocalyptic era where education was scarce, she still knew about the things between men and women. Sun Xiaohua had also vaguely told her before about what she should do after getting married. .

Or she has seen too many forced women or men in the last days. She is very disgusted with those things, and always feels that if a man and a woman sleep together, they must do such a thing, but she is not willing.

Even if this man is the very good-looking Tang Ying, it won't work. It's not that she is afraid of Tang Ying forcing him to do something, but that she is afraid that she will beat him to death if Tang Ying makes a move.

She remembered very clearly that killing someone in this world would cost you your life, and she cherished her life.