After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Yu Yuanhang raised his hands to cover his eyes and exhaled softly. At that time, he was full of hatred, but his father suppressed him from going out to cause trouble.

He could only grit his teeth and swallow the cold sadness into his stomach.

But he secretly swore in the darkness that one day, he would bite to death all those who smashed the door of his house.

He did it.

Yu Yuanhang pursed his lips tightly as he listened to his pounding heart, but what he did was not good enough.

At least so far, he has not heard Xiang Lizheng praise himself.

If you don't praise it, it proves that you can't catch his eye.

If she can't fall in his eyes, how can she ask to marry his good granddaughter.

Hey!

Yu Yuanhang lay on his side, curled up slightly, facing the wall, his back to everyone, licking his wounds alone.

……

Several other villages also woke up, took a look at the changed sky outside, and quickly went back to their houses to sleep on the warm kang.

The moment they fell asleep on the kang, everyone was saying good things about Xiao Qi.

Everyone said something kind, and the gathered power of faith flew towards Xiangjia Village, and then penetrated into Xiang Ci's body.

Xiang Ci felt warm and comfortable in his body. He didn't even need to look at the wine pot to know that the wine pot had become bigger.

When I look into the sea of ​​consciousness, I smile.

Look, if there was originally a wine pot as big as a house of 200 square meters, now it is almost 300 square meters.

I originally thought that it would be difficult to enlarge the wine pot as we went to the back.

Unexpectedly, it was bigger and faster than at the beginning.

It would be better if the flagon grew at a geometric rate.

It's a pity that the power of faith varies, so it's not her fault that it increases or decreases.

But she was very happy to have become so big, so she couldn't be too greedy.

Xiang Ci was sitting on the Kang, holding a clay pot of canned peaches, eating with relish.

"Wow, it would be most enjoyable to sit on the kang and eat these cold canned peaches!"

It's as refreshing as turning on the air conditioner, sleeping under the quilt, and drinking iced watermelon.

Cui looked at Xiao Qi, who had crooked eyebrows and a sweet smile, and smiled herself: "Just eat one can, don't eat so much, I have to sleep later."

"I know, I know." Xiang Ci responded, but the movements of his mouth never slowed down.

There are two fire pits in the house, and all the female relatives live in Xiang Ci's newly built house.

A large kang leads to the bottom, so sleeping for more than a dozen people is not a problem.

The men were in another room, also with a paved street at the end.

Mrs. Gu, who put Xiaobao to sleep, looked at her sister-in-law, Xiaoqi, who was eating canned peaches, with a very beautiful mood.

Her little treasure will definitely be like Xiao Qi in the future, and she will definitely pamper him.

The pregnant Shi touched her belly and looked at Xiao Bao who was sleeping with her fists clenched. She hoped in her heart that the baby would be a girl, after all, she already had a son.

Having sons and daughters means having both sons and daughters, and that makes a good word.

Bai Chuntao took the initiative to sleep next to Xiang Ling.

Thinking that she didn't have to go through the pain of giving birth to a daughter who was so old, so obedient, and so beautiful, she could wake up from her dreams with a smile.

Without the presence of the Hong family, and coupled with his demand for Xiang Renyong's brutal methods, Xiang Renyong treated Xiao Wu much better than before.

Xiaowu is living a comfortable life, he is happy to see it, and the whole family is also happy.

This kind of life should last for a long time so that the whole family can be happy.

Mrs. Yan was sleeping next to Xiang Wan. Both mother and daughter were sleeping in an upright position, with their hands on their lower abdomens, and the wooden pillows were also placed on them in an orderly manner.

When the mother and daughter chat, they don't look at me and I look at you. Instead, they just lie down and look at an unknown place.

You say something and I respond.

The conversation was all serious.

In fact, Xiang Wan was not upright in her heart. She wanted to roll around on the kang, occupying the space carelessly to show the hugeness in her heart.

Unfortunately, when her mother was around, she had to stay straight to prevent her from looking at her in shock, which would be really hurtful.

After all, when her mother looked at Xiaoliu like this, Xiang Wan sympathized with her mother for giving birth to a little ancestor.

Hahaha!

Mrs. Yu sleeps on the other end, with the wall on her right and Liuya on her left.

Liuya is familiar with everyone in the family. The one she has the most contact with is Mrs. Yu, so she has the deepest affection for her. Like Dabao, she will act coquettishly towards Mrs. Yu and call her grandma.

Mrs. Yu always responded with a smile, happy, and even hugged her and called her "darling."

Liuya happily went straight into Yu's arms.

In the past, life was full of knives. Since coming to the Xiang family, life has been full of candy.

Super sweet.

Six ya, five ya, four ya, three ya and two ya are lined up in a row. Everyone has a place, and their sleeping posture is even more upright than Xiang Wan's.

This is a habit they have developed over the years. They are used to being cautious and cannot change it.

The men's side was very simple, sleeping in a row, and no one made a sound except Xiang Xinbai who was chattering away.

……

Xiang's hometown.

The eldest son assigned everyone to a room and told them to go to bed and not make any noise, lest the family ancestors would be unhappy.

Sleeping on the warm kang, there is a smile on the corners of the mouth.

They are all in a common shop, they are all family members, and they are all together.

Xiang Lao pretended to be asleep, and after everyone fell asleep, he quietly got up.

He touched the warm fire, with a comfortable smile on his face.

This is what Xiaoqi came up with. In this cold winter, it is really good.

They had everyone informed that the weather was changing, so they wouldn't freeze to death in their sleep.

But those who were not informed would definitely freeze to death in their sleep.

Actually, it would be nice to freeze to death in your sleep, at least it wouldn't be that painful.

When his eyes adapted to the darkness, Mr. Xiang slowly groped for the kang.

After he came in just now, he deliberately chose a place close to the door, which was convenient for him to go out at this time.

Recalling the furnishings in the room just now, he tentatively walked over step by step and opened the door.

Mr. Xiang walked out of the room, paused slightly, looked back at his sons and grandsons lying on the kang, and closed the door gently with a smile in his eyes.

Now that you've made a decision, don't procrastinate.

Mr. Xiang came to his room wearing the same clothes he had during the day.

This was the room he had lived in all his life, and he still wanted to be in this room when he died.

He could see every decoration here with his eyes closed.

His wife consummated their marriage with him in this room...for the first time he knew he was going to be a father...

When his wife took her last breath, she was also on the eight-step bed in this room.

He also had to be in this room to find his wife.

His wife said at that time that she would wait for him on the Naihe Bridge.

I wonder if his wife is still waiting for her on Naihe Bridge if he goes so late.

The first time I saw my daughter-in-law, her shy smile became more and more clear at this moment.

Mr. Xiang smiled, let out a long sigh, and touched the bed with a smile on his face.

This bed is an eight-step bed that his father-in-law and his four uncles spent three years making. The carvings on it are lifelike.

Four uncles brought the parts of the eight-step bed to Xiangjia Village and assembled them one by one, which shocked the whole village.

Then the twelve villages, and finally the twelve hills, were all discussing how Xiang Deshou, a poor man with poor legs, could marry the daughter of a carpenter's family in the town.

He had never had a blushing quarrel with his wife in his life... The only bad thing was that his wife was a bit short-lived and died before she was sixty years old, leaving him lonely for more than twenty years.

Mr. Xiang dug out the wedding dress that his wife wore when she married him, and lay on the eight-step bed: "Jinghao, my old man is late, don't blame me!"