Who said he was a bad guy? !

When Duan Lang held the Fire Lin sword in his hand and was driven out of Lingyun Cave by a ball of fire, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Duanlang said that he can't use this sword. To be precise, his father told him not to use it when he was very young, and said that this sword will be confessed after his father's death as a family heirloom. Treasure, I have to offer it all the time.

I was very puzzled. I remember when I was watching TV dramas, Duan Lang took the Fire Lin Sword and used it directly. There were no such weird requests from his father at all. What happened?

Thinking about what Duanlang said before, his father's remarks and hobbies, I suddenly felt that the whole person was not good.

I go!His father should also wear it, right?

Maybe it was because of my weird expression, Duanlang took my hand and shook it lightly, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

You can't say that you are wondering if your father and I are fellow villagers, right?

I shook my head and said with a smile: "It's nothing, where are we going?"

He looked at me, smiled slightly, and replied: "Nowhere, go home."

……

At first, I thought Duanlang had eaten too much melatonin, so I really missed him, where did he come from?

But when I saw the small yard in front of me, I seemed to understand.

I asked, "You rented it?"

"no……"

"Is that bought?"

"It's not..."

"Damn it!" I was shocked, "Could it be a robbery?"

Duanlang frowned, pinched my face, and said helplessly, "What are you thinking about? This is my home."

After that, let go of my face, and gently stroked the old wooden door, with soft eyes, as if remembering something.

Seeing him like this, I'm more or less convinced. If the yard didn't belong to him, he would have been as stingy as he was with the hut at the bottom of the cliff.

Duanlang led me into the house and said to me: "This is the place where I lived with my parents when I was young."

It turns out that martial arts masters don’t just keep their heads on their waistbands all day long, and the whole family can’t starve to death if they are full alone. They also need a home, and they may not have achieved much. They are tired of the rivers and lakes. The day I kill you, I will return home to farm.A few acres of land, a cow, wives and children who are hot on the kang, leaning on the bed after eating every day, lighting a bag of cigarettes, picking their feet while watching their daughter-in-law grabbing their son and spanking in the lingering smoke...

I didn't mean it, but I think this idea is very suitable for my wonderful future father-in-law.

There is a room in Duanlang's house, which is dedicated to his grandfather, his great-grandfather, his wife's grandfather, his wife's great-grandfather and other ancestors of the broken family. Of course, he also made a memorial tablet for his father. In front of the tablet, there is the Fire Lin Sword.

He took out the trick he used to fool his father in front of Lingyun Grotto, and introduced me to his ancestors.

Then, in front of his family's ancestral tablet, Duanlang hugged me into his arms without any hesitation.

Although I am still surprised that he is not big or small, but when I think of my wonderful father-in-law's education method, I don't take it seriously.

I couldn't help but think of Tianxiahui, Ming's courtyard in Wushuang City, and the hut at the bottom of the cliff. I poked his chest and sighed: "I will live here from now on..."

"Yeah." Duanlang nodded and said, "It snows here in winter."

"What?" I wondered why he suddenly said such a sentence.

Duan Lang said with a smile, "Don't you like living in a place where it snows? Well, there are a few houses nearby, and there are children playing snowball fights with you in winter..."

I was stunned when I heard this, but I didn't expect that he still remembered what I said to him at the bottom of the cliff that time.

Besides, it never snowed at Tianxiahui, so I complained to him for three years.

Hmm, a little moved.

So I arched into his arms.

Suddenly remembered something, I raised my face and asked him, "What about you?"

"I?"

"Yeah, are you going back to Wushuang City, or where are you going?"

I've decided long ago that no matter what he does in the future, as long as he doesn't follow the original plot, and doesn't do stupid things that will play me to death step by step, I won't make trouble for him.

Unexpectedly, Duanlang lowered his head, looked at me like a fool, and said, "I'm with you!"

……what?

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm always here with you."

This……

This is really... unbelievable.

I hurriedly got out of his arms, pointed to my nose and asked, "Are you going to farm with me??"

Duanlang nodded foolishly, and replied: "Yes."

"Damn it!" I was still surprised, but quickly organized my thoughts, like firing a cannon, one question after another.

"Are you serious? You don't care about your godfather's Wushuang City anymore?! Stop running around? No, didn't you always want to be awesome and get rid of Xiongba?"

He looked at me, and after I finished asking, he curled his lips into a smile, and pressed me back into his arms again, with a slightly distressed tone: "I miss it too..."

"..."

"However, I can't worry about you." He paused, and then said, "When I was young, my mother always wanted my father to go back to seclusion, and our family lived a good life, but my father never listened to my advice... After my mother passed away, my father said The thing I regret most in my life is not being with her well. So..."

Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a long time, Duanlang asked hesitantly, "You don't want to?"

I wipe!How can it be? !

So I was so moved that I slapped it and shouted: "The devil is not willing!"

After finishing speaking, he consciously slipped his tongue, quickly covered his mouth, and bowed apologetically to the tablets of the ancestors of the broken family.

Looking at the tablet of my future father-in-law, I unconsciously said thank you in my heart.

……

Duanlang's house has been unoccupied for many years. In the backyard, large patches of strong dogtail grass emerge from the cracks in the floor tiles. Other weeds are not to be outdone, and almost grow to the height of half a person.

It is impossible to live without bugs in such grass.

With a little distaste, I threw this question to Duanlang: "What should I do?"

Duanlang ran away without saying a word.

I was a little curious about where he was going, so I followed him.

It turned out that although my family Langlang has been doing miscellaneous work for three years in the world, he has never done such things as weeding, and naturally he doesn't know how to deal with it, so he ran to the next yard to ask the neighbor's uncle for advice.

I can't believe it, because of the weeds in the backyard, I changed my usual style of catching someone, and went to humbly ask my neighbors for advice. I really want to pounce on him and pull his face to see if he is the real Duanlang .

The neighbor uncle looked at Duanlang, who was a little embarrassed, and then at me who was in a daze, showing a meaningful smile.

I was very cautious and panicked, I don't know what this uncle made up in his head...

In fact, the way to get rid of weeds is very simple, that is, to pull them out.

I looked at Duanlang with his ass pouted and bent over trying to pull weeds. I wanted to say "Come on", but when I got to my mouth, it turned into a series of "Hahaha, so stupid", "Stupid hahaha", "I'm laughing so hard Stomach hurts hahaha"...

He didn't say anything, just turned his head and gave me a strange look.

I regretted it that night.

The next day, he continued to pull weeds in the yard. I didn't dare to laugh anymore. Instead, I sat on the side with a sore waist and legs, and honestly shouted for cheer.

……

Finally done, Duan Lang guarded the bare yard, looking at me proudly.

I can't understand his mentality of "if you don't get praised, you will die".

but……

I held my chin and asked him very seriously: "Do you think, being so bald...does it look good?"

"..."

So we decided to grow something.

Duanlang's family is not in the village, not far from the town. Maybe his father is worried that his son is too violent, so he will beat up the children in the village one by one. When the time comes, the child's parents will come to settle accounts, saying that his father has hurt others and paid for medical expenses It's too troublesome. If you live in a town, the house may be more expensive, so I chose a central place.In this way, it is convenient to buy things, and it will not hurt the villagers, and there is no need to borrow money to be a house slave or something.

I told Duanlang my analysis, and he was very dissatisfied with how powerful I said he was, so he stuffed it into his arms and squeaked hard.

There are a lot of things for sale in the town, but it's a pity that I have shopped enough Taobao in my previous life, so I don't have much interest.

But Duanlang obviously hasn't been shopping, but he also looks like he lacks interest, which I can't understand.

Maybe it's a man's nature?

Duanlang pointed to the street stalls selling seeds and asked me, "What do you want to grow?"

Some of the pile of seeds were like stones, some were like longan, and some were like melon seeds. I couldn't help but suspect that they were melon seeds, so I wiped my saliva silently.

In contrast, the flower seller next to me is more attractive to me.

These flowers are all ready-made and have been planted in flowerpots, and you only need to water them on time when you buy them back.

Looking at the pots of orchids, rhododendrons, and bunches of reds.It's so small and fresh, it must look good when you buy it back and put it in the yard.

I remember when I was a child, when I was still in the orphanage, there were several pots of string reds planted in the yard. I always picked them secretly when no one was around, and put them in my mouth. It was very sweet, just like drinking honey directly. Same, can't stop at all.Once, I really didn't control it well, sucked a whole pot, and was caught. Within 10 minutes, all the children knew about it, and when they met me, they always cast contemptuous glances at me.

I couldn't help laughing, pulled Duanlang over and said, "Let's buy this kind!"

But Duanlang disliked it very much.

I knew that this potted flower reminded him of Tianxiahui, so I explained patiently like coaxing a child: "The Tianxiahui's are all peonies and roses, and they are only for the earthworms full of nouveau riche temperament. We don't want that."

Duanlang still feels disgusted.

I thought about it, maybe he thought it might be a little girly to go back with potted flowers, so I said again: "Don't worry, I will carry it back."

Shit, he seems to be disgusted even more!

So I covered my face...

Then, the two of us left with a pot of string red.

The little flower seller looked at me enviously: "Sister, your husband is really obedient!"

……

However, within a month, both pots were raised to death. I don't want this kind of thing to happen.

The author has something to say:

sorry!I have something to go out today!So I decided to wait for another chapter at nine o'clock!Yoshi!