I raised a husband in ancient times

Pei Xing didn't want to face Father Pei for the time being, so Lu Yiming followed Xue Qing, thinking that the door might be ruined this time.

Xue's old house was built on the east side of the village, facing the stream.

The crooked house is dilapidated, weeds are overgrown around the house, the thatch roof is lacking in east and west, and the outer layer of mud and grass walls peeled off layer by layer, revealing the inner leather surface.

The path in the courtyard has long been hard to find. Since his parents passed away and his eldest brother lived there all year round, Xue Qing has not set foot in this dilapidated house for nearly ten years.

Xue Yang frowned, saying that he thought about things when he saw them, but he didn't feel much, but this place is really not suitable for people to live in, and there are only two people living here, so if some hooligans come, he won't worry.

"Xiaoqing, will you move to the town with me?"

Xue Qing knew that his elder brother lived in the Escort, and he didn't have a house in the town, so he wanted to rent a room for the father and son: "How dare you bother my elder brother, this old house can be lived in after rectification."

He now does some sewing, which is enough to support himself and his daughter.

"Yao'er is adopted under my name, so I naturally want to take the name of this father. I don't feel at ease if you orphans and widows are here alone. If you move to the town, I can still entrust the relatives of the brothers in the bureau to take care of me when I go out. One or two."

Xue Qing was a little shaken, he turned his head and asked Pei Yao: "Is Yao'er willing to live with uncle?"

Pei Yao and Xue Yang are not close, and there are only a handful of opportunities to meet each other, so it is not easy to recognize them, but today Xue Yang's actions to protect his father are seen in his eyes, and he remembers them in his heart, and he feels close to this strange uncle. , nothing is impossible.

She opened her red and swollen eyes, and said hoarsely: "It's all up to Dad."

Xue Qing did not insist on staying here, firstly because she was worried about Yaoer's safety, secondly because she was afraid that Pei's family would be entangled, and thirdly because she was afraid that the rumors in the village would affect Yaoer's marriage.

Xue Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that people no longer insisted on staying here.

After tidying up the lobby, a few people sat down to rest. Now that this matter has been resolved, another matter should be put on the agenda.

"Little Xing, sit down and talk to Dad."

Pei Xing was called to Xue Qing's side, and several pairs of eyes fell on Lu Yiming, giving him the illusion that he had strayed into a wolf's den.

He can be calm when facing his subordinates, but it is difficult for him to maintain his mood when facing Pei Xing's family, so what should he do and say?

How can I get a good impression when I meet my daughter-in-law's family for the first time?Waiting online, very anxious.

[Xiao Miao, what should I do to meet the family of my nominal daughter-in-law? 】

【Wait a minute, I will tell you when I have a wife. 】

【Don't you want a wife? 】

【So, if you ask me, how can I know. 】

Lu Yiming was also dizzy in a hurry, asking Xiao Miao such a question, he must have had a brain twitch just now.

Five vigorous fingers pinched his shoulder blades, and said condescendingly: "Let's discuss with me for a while."

Not daring to disobey the elder's will, Lu Yiming temporarily put down the door-return ceremony on his back, and followed Xue Yang to the open space in front of the courtyard.

Pei Xing's worry was written on his face, for fear that his uncle would eat his husband-in-law, Xue Qing hurriedly stopped him when he saw this, and comforted him: "Let them solve the men's affairs by themselves, and you can tell me in detail." , how does Lu Yiming treat you?"

Lu Yiming, who was always paying attention to Pei Xing, pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, but was disrupted by the sudden storm punch, he withdrew his attention and focused on fighting the lion in front of him.

Xue Yang's eyes lit up when he saw people avoiding him, he thought he was just a poor farmer, but his skills are actually pretty good, so he won't give in to him.

The two of you come and go, and you can't tell the difference.

Even though Xue Yang has experienced many battles, he can't please Lu Yiming. The other party seems to be out of order, but in fact there are secrets hidden. A dark killer who moves by surprise.

Xue Yang's judgment is correct. In the last days, it is difficult for decent fighting rules to survive. Lu Yiming's current fighting skills all rely on the bloody battles in the past. He has honed himself in the fighting, and even some killing moves have been wounded, which looks shocking.

He has a powerful healing ability and can recover in a short time, so this method suits him instead.

But it's different now, Xiao Miao's ability is damaged, and the opponent is not a zombie or an enemy, so there is no need to fight so fiercely, so he tries to learn from the opponent in a gentler way as much as possible.

Xue Yang whistled past his ear with a punch, Lu Yiming turned his head away, and responded with an elbow. The target was the neck artery of the opponent. Xue Yang narrowly dodged it sideways, kicked Lu Yiming's knee horizontally, and the two exchanged positions. For a while, swords were tense.

This is not a life-and-death battle, but just a sparring session. Xue Yang's tense body relaxed first, and he laughed heartily: "You are not bad, I recognize this nephew and husband-in-law."

He punched Lu Yiming on the chest, saying he was saying hello but actually taking personal revenge. This person still remembers what prevented him from doing it before.

Lu Yiming was punched for nothing, and he could only hold back, what can he do, this is his uncle, so he can only choose to forgive him.

Pei Xing saw that Lu Yiming took a step back after being hit by the last punch, curled his lips at his uncle, stretched out his catkin and twirled it gently on his chest.

Lu Yiming's chest was numb and numb, filling his entire chest lightly like cotton candy, soft and sweet.

He lowered his head and could just see Xiaoxing's eyelashes blinking like a small fan, with a serious and serious expression on his face rubbing his wounds, thinking to himself that this punch was not a bad one.

"Hmm."

Xue Qing was sitting in the high hall, covering his mouth and coughing lightly towards the two of them.

After passing the level of uncle, Pei Xing didn't know how to pass the level of father who is closest to him.

"It's called Yiming, good boy, I'll show you a joke today."

The atmosphere was gloomy, and Xue Qing was distracted for a moment as he thought about Father Pei again.

He took Pei Xing's hand and put it in Lu Yiming's palm: "A Xing is not good at words, let me be soft-tempered, some things are kept in my heart and I don't want to say more, if you treat him sincerely, I hope you will be considerate. There must be no gap between them, otherwise, like me, it will only increase the sadness."

Needless to say, Lu Yiming solemnly promised: "Okay."

This promise did not make the other party completely relieved, Pei Xing's father hesitated, as if he wanted to say something, he swallowed the words again.

Seeing this, Lu Yiming said, "Father, do you have any instructions for me?"

Xue Qing stared at him, but finally said: "You, why don't you also write a letter of commitment?"

******

Buy some food and eggs with the neighbor's family, borrowing the other's kitchen, Xue Adie made some simple meals.

After eating, they went their separate ways. The Xue family had to go back to Pei's house to pack up and move to the town. Lu Yiming and Pei Xing had to return to the village before dark.

Xue Qing looked at the young couple going away, and slapped his head: "Why did you forget to ask Brother Xing about their intercourse?"

The two of them didn't know that Aunt Xue was thinking about their creation of humans, and now Pei Xing was wandering again, Lu Yiming was curious, how many questions this little head had that was worth pondering: "What are you thinking?"

A dead leaf happened to fall on top of Pei Xing's head, and he picked it up without dropping it. He held the petiole with his fingertips and twirled it back and forth in his hand to pass the time.

"I was wondering how my husband would agree to write a letter of commitment."

Pei Xing's starry eyes came into view, Lu Yiming's heart thumped, he turned his head away, and said softly, "Of course I'm afraid that your father will break my leg."

"Father wouldn't do that." Father is not willing to beat him because the husband is so nice.

A certain little guy grinned happily, for fear that others would not see his joyful mood, and he didn't mention the matter of Pei's father without looking at it right now. The little guy is rarely happy, let this joy last for a while .

"If you miss Dad, just tell me, and I'll take you to the town to visit them."

"Is it really possible?"

"It's hard to chase after a single word."

"My husband is so nice!"

Autumn is breezy and crisp, which is a season of sentimentality, but the presence of this little magpie beside him adds to the splendor. The pastoral life is not as complicated and boring as it was a few days ago, giving birth to a ray of comfort.

It's not bad if the day goes on like this.