Reborn in Another World: A Husband from Heaven

Some young men in the village, seeing their loved ones being infatuated with Han Shaoqing, were jealous of Han Shaoqing's looks.

I couldn't help but think: He is just a pretty boy. At the same time, I secretly regretted why I didn't look more handsome!

But no matter how upset they were, their appearance was indeed far inferior to Han Shaoqing's.

Those who expressed their love to Han Shaoqing were immediately ashamed because of his disregard. They glared at Xing Yun angrily and ran away in a hurry.

Xing Yun saw this and looked puzzled. He asked innocently, "You ignored them, so why are they glaring at me?"

Han Shaoqing smiled faintly and said directly: "That's because they are sick."

Xing Yun frowned and asked, "Really?"

Han Shaoqing replied firmly: "Yes."

When Xing Yun heard Han Shaoqing's words, his heart felt like it was covered with a layer of honey, sweet to the very core.

Han Shaoqing had just finished answering when he was slapped on the back by the middle-aged man who had joked with him in the morning.

He also looked at Han Shaoqing and the others before quickly catching up with them and jokingly said, "Han Shaoqing, I didn't expect you to be so popular."

When Han Shaoqing and the others heard the joke, they tilted their heads to look at the middle-aged man, shrugged their shoulders, and said helplessly and without any modesty: "I have no choice, who told me that I was born so good!"

The middle-aged man heard Han Shaoqing's words and burst into laughter. He agreed with what Han Shaoqing said. Han Shaoqing was indeed very beautiful.

In their village, there is no one whose appearance can compare to Han Shaoqing's.

Xing Yun also had a faint smile on his face, and said with emotion: "In fact, appearance is secondary. For most people, strength is still the key. Otherwise, with Han Shaoqing's appearance, he would not be worthy of me in the end."

The middle-aged man felt the same way and said righteously, "Yes, even if you are here, no matter how good-looking you are, as long as you are a lazy person or a person with a bad heart, no one will look down on you."

Because most people are still very materialistic. But if someone has both, they will pounce on him/her like a swarm of bees and butterflies.

The three of them walked and talked.

They soon reached the door of the village chief's house. Han Shaoqing said to the middle-aged man, "See you tomorrow."

The middle-aged man said generously: "See you tomorrow."

After saying this, the middle-aged man left.

Han Shaoqing took Xing Yun's hand and walked into the village chief's house.

The village chief was sitting in the yard enjoying the cool air. When he saw them coming in, he said calmly, "Hurry up and wash up, and get ready for dinner."

Neither Han Shaoqing nor the other party was polite to the village chief. Han Shaoqing handed the box to the village chief, then walked straight to the well, drew some water, poured it into the basin, and washed his hands.

The village chief also put the box into the house before sitting at the table, waiting for dinner to start.

When Qingyun came out of the kitchen, he saw Han Shaoqing and the others and greeted them happily: "Brother Han, Xing Yun, you are back. Wash your hands and you can eat."

Xing Yun smiled and said, "Okay."

The two of them simply washed up and sat at the table. Qingyun served them a bowl of rice and handed them chopsticks.

Xing Yun looked at Qingyun and said cheerfully: "Thank you, Qingyun."

This was the only person he had met so far who did not discriminate against him with strange looks.

Han Shaoqing also politely thanked Qingyun: "Thank you."

Qingyun said sincerely: "No need."

Han Shaoqing ate the delicious food and said to the village chief: "Village chief, we still need seeds. Do you have any?"

The village chief replied: "We have seeds of spiritual rice and spiritual vegetable seeds. They need those."

Han Shaoqing directly said what they had discussed before: "I want a little bit of both."

The village chief said calmly: "I'll bring them to you later."

Han Shaoqing got the answer and ate another bowl of rice in a good mood.

After meal.

The village chief went straight to the yard and sat under a tree to enjoy the cool breeze. There was a breeze blowing by, and he seemed to not care about anything.

They sat down to rest for a while, and then Han Shaoqing and the others said goodbye: "Village Chief, we are going back now. The house still needs to be tidied up."

The village chief remembered that when he came to their courtyard at noon, there was not even a bowl of tea, so he did not try to persuade them to stay. He nodded and said, "It's time to get things in order."

After hearing what the village chief said, Qingyun did not try to persuade them to stay. Instead, he handed them the seeds he had sorted out and three bags of spiritual rice and plants that he had prepared long ago.

Then I carefully explained, "The small bags contain seeds, and the big bags contain the vegetables you usually eat. When you have finished eating the vegetables, you can go directly to the field to get more. If you don't have enough seeds, come over and I will get them for you."

Xing Yun was very grateful for Qingyun's care. This was the first person who showed him the greatest kindness after Han Shaoqing.

Xing Yun listened carefully, remembered everything in his mind, and said seriously: "Okay, I understand."

Seeing that everything had been explained, Han Shaoqing took the two bags of spiritual rice and Xing Yun took the seeds and walked out the door.

When they walked into the yard, Han Shaoqing said to the village chief in the yard: "Village chief, thank you for your hospitality. We will go back first."

The village chief glanced at them and said "hmm" lightly, and there was nothing else to say.

Qingyun looked at Xing Yun reluctantly and said goodbye again: "Xing Yun, if you have any questions or are confused about the village, you can ask me. As long as I know, I will tell you."

Xing Yun smiled and nodded, saying: "Okay, I understand. Let's go back first and come and play when you have time!"

Qingyun nodded and watched them leave. Han Shaoqing left the village chief's house and walked towards where they lived.

When they returned home, they sat on the stone bench in the yard leisurely and relaxed.

Xing Yun took a short break, then went into the room and walked out with the storage bag. Xing Yun sat opposite Han Shaoqing and frankly explained why he had this storage bag and the spirit stone.

After hearing this, Han Shaoqin felt that Xing Yun was lucky and also very smart.

After Xing Yun finished speaking, he looked at Han Shaoqing and said frankly: "There are still 8,000 taels of silver in it. Most of the mid-grade spirit stones have been used by my parents, and only 20 are left. I found 1,000 high-grade spirit stones and 30,000 low-grade spirit stones in my parents' room." After he finished speaking, Xing Yun said with a guilty conscience: "The spirit stones my father gave me in the past have all been spent by me. There are only a few spirit stones left, only more than a thousand spirit beads. I can't use spirit stones now because of the problem with my dantian. You can use spirit stones to practice."

"As for the others, they are some small gadgets I once sold, and some swords that I used before and discarded after they were damaged." The Xing family did not like these damaged swords, so they did not take them away.

They just took the sword which was still intact.

After saying that, Xing Yun handed the storage bag to Han Shaoqing.

Han Shaoqing did not hesitate to take it. He was very interested in this palm-sized storage bag because he had never seen storage devices and the so-called spirit stones before. These were things he had never come into contact with before.

Han Shaoqing took the storage bag, flipped it over, frowned, and asked, "How do I use this?"

Xing Yun was very surprised that Han Shaoqing didn't even know how to use a storage bag, and he felt sorry for Han Shaoqing. Han Shaoqing was the eldest son of the Han family, and not only did he not use a storage ring, he didn't even have the cheapest storage bag.

I couldn't help but feel disappointed for Han Shaoqing.

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