Reborn in Another World: A Husband from Heaven

Han Shaoqing put aside his worries and followed the village chief to a large area of ​​mountain covered with weeds.

The village chief pointed to a few plots of land covered with weeds and said calmly, "Those plots of land covered with weeds are the land you will cultivate in the future."

Xing Yun looked in the direction the village chief pointed, his big eyes looking at the overgrown land with astonishment, and said suspiciously, "This......"

After uttering one word, he didn't know what to say anymore. Any questions or doubts he wanted to ask were all drowned in his throat.

Before Xing Yun's face was disfigured and his dantian was damaged, he relied on the support of his parents, good family background, good looks and good qualifications, and he only cared about eating, drinking and having fun, and never thought about paying attention to these things.

Although he had been unrestrained in the past ten years, he had occasionally gone out and seen what farming was like. He vaguely felt that the land in his memory should not be like this.

After his parents disappeared, his uncles seized his family property. He never considered farming.

It was because those uncles and aunts, relying on the fact that he was alone, wanted to seize the family property, so they did not hide it too secretly.

After Xing Yun realized their intention, or perhaps it was because God always has a way out, he took out an inconspicuous storage bag and secretly put the spirit stones and silver hidden in his parents' room, as well as his own spirit stones, into the storage bag.

However, those uncles and aunts did not find the spiritual stones and silver in his parents' room, so they still found him, cursing at him.

They searched his room again, but ultimately did not find too many spirit stones and silver coins. They then looked at him angrily, angrily blaming him and complaining that he was a prodigal son.

At the same time, his storage ring was also taken away.

They all instinctively thought that Xing Yun, the most favored and arrogant one, used a storage ring, and they had only seen Xing Yun use a storage ring.

And who would have thought that he had a storage bag in his hand! And he had transferred the spirit stones early on!

In fact, Xing Yun really didn't care about a small storage bag before. He was born rich and willful, so how could he lower himself and put his storage ring aside to consider a storage bag!

This storage bag was given to Xing Yun as a gift by the owner of a stall when he was shopping and buying some small gadgets at a stall.

Xing Yun didn't care at the time, so he just put it in his storage ring and never thought about it again. It wasn't until his Dantian was damaged that his friends who used to eat, drink and have fun gradually distanced themselves from him. When he was bored and looking through his storage ring, he found it again and just put it on the dressing table.

What I didn’t expect was that, in the end, this storage bag actually came in handy.

This is one of the key reasons why these uncles did not search carefully. The second reason is that before Xing Yun’s parents disappeared, they spent a lot of spirit stones and silver money in order to cure Xing Yun.

Those spirit stones and silver coins were scattered like water, which gave them a little hope.

They are the recovery pill and the beauty pill. As long as they find these two, they can heal the scars on Xing Yun's dantian and face.

However, this time they left, they did not bring back any elixirs, and instead they were trapped in it.

Therefore, after experiencing these experiences and twists and turns, Xing Yun no longer went out to eat, drink and have fun, thus saving money.

In his daily life, he would disguise himself when his uncles were not paying attention, and occasionally sneak out to buy some survival supplies. He did not need much money, and his life was barely passable.

His law-abiding nature and frugal lifestyle helped him avoid their suspicion.

After that, he just waited for another opportunity to escape from the Xing family.

When he stepped out of the Xing family, he only packed a small bag to prove that he did not have any storage items on him, and finally walked out of the Xing family's gate openly.

Later on the journey, they didn't have much luggage, just a small package, so he didn't take it out.

So as to avoid being coveted by others.

After hearing what they said, Han Shaoqing put aside his doubts. He couldn't find the answer for the time being anyway, so he looked in the direction the village chief pointed to.

Although the land was full of weeds, he didn't care. As long as he could grow crops, it was fine. Thinking that these large tracts of land would become lush green rice and vegetables for breakfast, his eyes sparkled and he said sincerely, "Not bad, not bad."

There were only some weeds in the field, so they just needed to spend a little more effort in the early stages.

It's all a small matter as long as you put in some effort.

After Xing Yun heard Han Shaoqing's words, he withdrew his thoughts from the past. After hearing Han Shaoqing say that it was very good, he thought that it must be very good, so he did not say anything to question or refute it.

Seeing that neither of them had any doubts, the village chief said calmly, "Plant well, and you won't be disappointed with the harvest later."

Han Shaoqing looked at the land that would soon belong to him and imagined the good harvest in the future, and a bright smile appeared on his lips. He did not doubt what the village chief said, and said with high morale: "I think so too. I believe that I can grow the best spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables."

Xing Yun was also infected by Han Shaoqing's atmosphere. He looked at the pieces of land in the distance and suddenly felt infinite expectations in his heart.

Seeing that both of them were very interested, the village chief asked another question calmly: "These three acres of land require ten low-grade spirit stones a year."

The village chief asked for ten spirit stones right out of his mouth, and Han Shaoqing was so shocked that he stood there in a daze.

In the past, he only had about one hundred taels of silver on him. What were spirit stones? He had never seen them since he came here.

But he also knew what a spirit stone was. It was for cultivators to cultivate. One low-grade spirit stone required one hundred spirit beads to exchange. And one hundred taels of silver could only exchange for ten spirit beads.

In the past, Han Shaoqin had to save up money for a long time before exchanging some spirit beads for cultivation. He had never used spirit stones for cultivation.

Otherwise, with Han Shaoqin's hard work in cultivation, he wouldn't have only reached the sixth level of Qi Refining now.

When the village chief saw Han Shaoqing was stunned, he understood their situation.

Before the village chief could say anything, Xing Yun took over the conversation naturally and said to the village chief with a smile: "We are not wearing the spirit stone now. We will get it for the village chief when we go back later."

Han Shaoqing had just come back to his senses when Xing Yun threw another bomb, which made his mind go blank.

When the village chief heard this, he looked at Xing Yun in surprise, then looked at Han Shaoqing who looked confused, and a smile appeared on his lips. Seeing Xing Yun's assurance, he knew that Xing Yun had the spirit stone, so he nodded and said, "Okay, no rush."

After being brought back to the present by the village chief's words, Han Shaoqing looked at Xing Yun with surprise and grievance.

He originally thought that Xing Yun was just like him, a poor little guy, but he didn't expect that Xing Yun would suddenly give him a huge blow. He - Xing Yun was actually an invisible little rich man.

Five low-grade spirit stones. Take them when you want. Give them when you want.

He - he himself has married a wealthy woman without knowing it, he has found a golden thigh - he has also entered the industry where he can live off others in the future!

Thinking that he would be able to live off his wife in the future and wouldn't have to work so hard every day, Han Shaoqing frowned and thought about it secretly, and felt that it was not impossible.

Xing Yun saw Han Shaoqing looking at him with surprise and grievance, so he just frowned but didn't say anything, thinking that Han Shaoqing was angry and sad because of his concealment. He touched his nose awkwardly, looked at Han Shaoqing cautiously and a little angrily, and said confidently: "I didn't mean to not tell you, I just didn't think of it before." After he finished speaking, he said weakly: "Don't be angry, I'll give it to you when I get back."

Han Shaoqing was brought back to his senses by Xing Yun's words. He knew that Xing Yun had misunderstood him, but he did not explain. Instead, he became even more serious and said in a dramatic way, "You said you didn't remember it. You just don't trust me."

Xing Yun heard this, how could he be misunderstood like this, and anxiously wanted to explain something, but he heard Han Shaoqing's words that shattered his worldview again: "I won't care about it this time, but if there is anything in the future, you must tell me the first time. Especially, it's such a good thing that allows you to live off others openly."

The village chief wanted to mediate, but just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard Han Shaoqing's words. He couldn't catch his breath, and he was choked by Han Shaoqing's words and started coughing.

Xing Yun was so shocked by Han Shaoqing's words that his soul was shaken out of his body. For a moment, he even forgot how to speak. He only looked at Han Shaoqing in shock with a pair of almond-sized eyes.

After a while, Xing Yun thought he was hallucinating. This is because in this continent where martial arts is respected, only powerful people are respected, admired, and yearned for by others. The less likely they are to be gigolos.

Men who live off women are despised and looked down upon.

But the village chief's coughing made it difficult for him to deceive himself into thinking he was hallucinating.

It couldn't be that they were both hallucinating!

Seeing that both of them looked like they were struck by lightning, Han Shaoqing shook his head helplessly, as if he had never seen anything strange. Especially when he saw that the village chief had been coughing for a long time without stopping, as if he was going to cough out his heart, and looked very embarrassed, he seemed to have a change of heart, and hurriedly walked to the village chief and patted his back.

Xing Yun's eyes followed Han Shaoqing, and he suddenly discovered that Han Shaoqing's attitude towards him had changed.

This change made him very surprised for a moment, but he also felt a little happy and excited. It was because Han Shaoqing was slowly infiltrating into his life, accepting his existence and the relationship between them. Therefore, he made such an overbearing, justified and unreasonable request.

In order to avoid thinking that this was an illusion, Xing Yun pinched his thigh hard. Feeling the pain, Xing Yun was filled with infinite joy at his guess.

But at the same time, he couldn't help but think about how much hardship Han Shaoqing had endured in the Han family, which was why he could talk about being a gigolo so confidently.

Han Shaoqing helped the village chief pat his back, but his eyes were also on Xing Yun. Naturally, he saw Xing Yun's little movements. Seeing this, Han Shaoqing was amused by Xing Yun. He asked jokingly, "Why, you don't want to come back after a long time?"

Xing Yun nodded subconsciously when he heard Han Shaoqing's words, then shook his head quickly when he came to his senses, and said hastily, "Yes, I do."

When Han Shaoqing heard Xing Yun's words, he said as if it was a matter of course, "That's good as long as you are willing."

The village chief took a while to stop coughing. He stood up and wiped away the tears from his eyes. He saw the two of them looking at each other, so he interrupted the ambiguous atmosphere between them and said, "Pay attention to your image." Then he looked at Han Shaoqing and said, "You are useless."

Han Shaoqing smiled indifferently and said, "Isn't it just eating the free rice of your husband? How can you be so useless? Many people want to eat, but can't!"

The village chief retorted angrily: "Shameless." But he couldn't help but think of what Han Shaoqing had just said, and his heart was also shamefully moved. Isn't it just eating the soft rice of his own husband? He wanted to eat it too!

But he didn't have anyone to provide him with a living.

Han Shaoqing, however, held on to the attitude of not wanting to infuriate someone to death, and calmly retorted: "If you can live off someone without shame, I really don't want that."

The village chief was so bullied by Han Shaoqing that he had nothing to say. He just kept pointing at Han Shaoqing.

Seeing this, Xing Yun hurriedly stepped forward to smooth things over and said, "Okay, okay, don't be angry. I don't have much left, he was just joking with you." Then he looked at Han Shaoqing helplessly and said, "If you say a few words, I can't afford to support you. And if someone sees you, you will be really embarrassed."

Just as Han Shaoqing was about to retort, Xing Yun stared at him intently.

Han Shaoqing touched his nose, sighed deeply helplessly, and closed his mouth angrily.

Seeing that Han Shaoqing was completely subdued by Xing Yun, the village chief finally calmed down. He glanced at Han Shaoqing indifferently and straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes. He ignored Han Shaoqing's grin and said, "Since you also know the place, go back!"

Han Shaoqing did not refute. He already knew the place and there was nothing to do here, so he followed the village chief and left.

On the way back, Han Shaoqing held Xing Yun's hand and asked the village chief, "Village chief, who should we ask for help in ploughing the land?"

The village chief looked straight ahead, without looking around, and said slowly: "I have a tiller worm. It is quick and convenient to use it to plow the land. The rent..." The village chief hesitated for a moment before saying loudly: "One low-grade spirit stone a day." After he finished speaking, the village chief looked provocatively at Han Shaoqing who was walking side by side with Xing Yun.

That look seemed to say, "Little guy, learn something. The old ones are still the best."

Han Shaoqing was shocked by the village chief's words and his eyes widened. He hadn't even had his free meal yet, but the village chief had gotten it first.

Han Shaoqing also glared at the village chief and said viciously: "Village chief, you are taking revenge on me. You are too cruel."

Xing Yun didn't expect that renting a tiller would be so expensive.

The village chief seemed to know what they were thinking. He put on a determined smile and said calmly, "That's the price. You can go and ask around."

Han Shaoqing suspected that the village chief was blackmailing them, but he had no evidence. Even if he asked, the villagers would not be able to find out anything.

Han Shaoqing was choked and speechless.

Xing Yun looked at Han Shaoqing's changing expression with amusement, and felt even happier for Han Shaoqing.

Just because Han Shaoqing monopolizes him.

From their conversation just now, Xing Yun guessed that the village chief was fighting with Han Shaoqing, but they were in the village chief's territory, and Han Shaoqing could only win slightly in the end. Xing Yun shook his head helplessly, and then asked the village chief: "Village chief, how long will it take for us to turn over our three acres of land with the soil turning worms?"

The village chief frowned and estimated for a while before saying, "One and a half days."

When Xing Yun heard the village chief's answer, he waved his hand and said proudly: "We don't have to rent it for one and a half days, just two days."

After all, when they got here, the village chief gave them a lot of help.

Then he looked straight at Han Shaoqing with his almond-sized eyes and said, "We don't lack spiritual stones. We'll give them all to you when we get back."

After saying this, he winked at Han Shaoqing next to him mischievously. This remark invisibly brought back Han Shaoqing's slight advantage just now.

It has been many years since anyone has considered him, put him in their hearts, and put him first in their hearts. At this moment, Xing Yun's behavior made Han Shaoqing feel warm in his heart. He felt that Xing Yun was very dazzling in his eyes at this moment, like a shining little sun.

Han Shaoqing looked at Xing Yun like this, his heart beating violently, as if it would jump out of his chest in the next second. As for his immature emotions like a young boy, Han Shaoqing just let out a sigh of relief, and touched Xing Yun's head naturally and lovingly, but he did not oppose Xing Yun's self-assertion.

Han Shaoqing didn't want to disappoint Xing Yun's feelings at the moment, so he agreed in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

After saying this, Han Shaoqing looked at the village chief with a proud look in his eyes and said, "In the end, I still won everything."

The village chief snorted, glared at the two of them, and walked away.

Xing Yun was glared at, but he just touched his nose innocently and stuck out his tongue at Han Shaoqing.

After what just happened, Xing Yun became bolder, more lively, and more unbridled in front of Han Shaoqing.

Han Shaoqing simply held Xing Yun's hand tightly and pulled him to catch up with the village chief again.

Xing Yuncai said to the village chief again: "Village chief, we just arrived here yesterday and have nothing. Can you buy some spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables from your home?"

The village chief was squeezed by the two of them in a short time today, and said in a gloomy tone: "Okay. Two low-grade spirit stones and three bags of spirit rice, and you can pick the spirit plants in the fields yourself."

When Han Shaoqing heard the village chief's straightforward tone, he knew that they had been tricked by him again.

But people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

Before they could grow the magical rice, they could only watch helplessly as the village chief cheated them.

Han Shaoqing nodded, estimated the time and said, "I'll pay you for March first."

Seeing Han Shaoqing compromise, the village chief smiled silently and nodded. He said without objection, "Okay."

They chatted as they returned to where Xing Yun and the others lived.