Chapter 649 Extra: I don’t mind him being covered in dust (2)

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Huo Ziheng was in poor health, and a bowl of spiked wine made him lie down for several days before he could barely regain his energy.

Even so, the pale color on his face did not fade away, and he looked like he was about to burp at any moment.

In addition, this is a bandit's village, and he cannot move around at will. His daily range of activities is only a few dozen steps around A-Xian's little kennel.

Perhaps Ah Xian had a very bad reputation in the lower-class areas, and most people living around him would avoid him when they saw him.

After many times, Huo Ziheng stopped going out.

When A-Xian was not in the house, he would clean up the messy house. When A-Xian came back and messed up the house again, he would continue to clean it up.

"Man, look what this is! The little red fruit on the top of the mountain! I have been staring at that place for a long time, just waiting for the fruit to turn red and picking the fruit. I moved quickly hahaha, and I picked the biggest and reddest ones!"

"Can you eat it? You won't burp after eating it, right?"

"Look, I've earned another twenty taels of silver today. I run errands for the first and second masters. Every time I say I only get a fraction of what I earn, but I have the final say on how much the fraction is. They can't do anything to me!"

"I picked these packets of medicinal materials for you when I passed by the pharmacy after doing errands. They are good for replenishing your body. You can drink them first and try them. If they are useful, I will bring them back later."

"Ginseng slices! Did you see it? Just these slices cost me more than three taels of silver! Is ginseng so expensive? Do you think I was cheated by someone? I'm cheating on you, I don't know how to do it? I didn't buy this for you, I I’ve never tasted this stuff, so I’m here to try it out. But you’re my man, so I can give you a taste!”

"Flowers picked at the foot of the mountain! The white and purple ones look beautiful. Give them to the beauty. Find a vase and put them in a bottle and raise them for me! No thanks within two days!"

The days of being confined in the house are not boring either.

He likes to sit by the window when the sun is bright. Others think the summer sun is too harsh, but it is only warm when it falls on him.

The woman always likes to scare him by popping her head out under the window when he is absent-minded, and then puts something on the window sill like a treasure.

Medicinal materials picked up specially, a few wild fruits picked at the foot of the mountain, a bunch of dog's tail flowers pinched at the foot of the mountain...there are all kinds of things, and I never hide my embarrassment when offering treasures.

Huo Ziheng couldn't help laughing every time.

Ah Xian really raised him as the "Jiao" hidden in the golden house.

But he knew that it was not easy for her to make money.

This time lasted for nearly ten days.

A-Xian went out to do errands that day, but it was past noon and she still hadn’t come back.

Huo Ziheng waited in front of the window for a long time, watching the sun climb high into the sky and then start to set to the west. The head that liked to pop up suddenly was nowhere to be seen.

He was in a daze when he suddenly heard a commotion outside the house.

It was the women who lived around, shouting and running up the mountain, their tone sounded very excited and a little gloating.

"Hurry up, there's a commotion in the front hall, A-Xian and the boss seem to be going to fight, hurry up and take a look!"

"Fighting with the eldest master? What happened? Ah Xian's temper is really hard to explain. She usually just relies on her kung fu to be more arrogant. How come she has the courage to go to the eldest master?"

"She has had this kind of temper since she was a child. What's the saying? If God is mad, then rain will bring misfortune. She is rampant with the boss. Can the boss let her off lightly?"

"If you offend more people, call them less. If she doesn't do well this time, half of the people in the village will clap their hands in joy! Pfft!"

"Run quickly and stop having fun. It seems like it's going to rain. The sun was still scorching just now, but it's starting to sink in the blink of an eye..."

The bandits' village was built halfway up the mountain, and the lower-class area was at the outermost edge of the village.

The women shouted and ran up to watch the excitement, and the entire lower-class area suddenly became quiet.

Huo Ziheng stood up slowly while holding on to the window sill and walked out.

Wandering around in the past few days was enough for him to understand the terrain of the entire mountain and the arrangement of sentries.

When A-Xian has nothing to do, she likes to run all over the mountains, picking wild fruits and pinching wild flowers. When she comes back, she will always tell him where there is a trail leading to that place, without any precautions.

As long as he walked out of the lower-class area, he would be sure to leave the bandit village and continue to live a drifting life, waiting for the sun to rise again tomorrow, or to close his eyes and sleep forever.

Opening the door, he stepped out of the threshold, and there was already a strong wind outside.

The dark clouds rolling in from the other side of the sky covered the sun. It was dark and rain was about to fall at any time.

Things have changed.

Huo Ziheng pursed his lips, took the first step, and walked forward step by step along the road down the mountain.

The wind howled in my ears, blowing people's hair and robes in a messy and fluttering way. The branches that were almost bent swayed desperately, and the green leaves of a tree rustled.

I don't know which house had left something hanging at the door unpacked, and there was a loud and loud noise as it was being overturned.

Huo Ziheng walked against the wind, without stopping step by step. Ahead was a small fork in the road that turned down the mountain.

But as he got closer to the intersection, his pace slowed down.

In my ears was the woman's noisy voice, and in my mind was the way she raised her eyebrows with a hint of embarrassment when she smiled.

"Hey man, how are you? My skills are pretty good, right?"

"The gossipy woman next door told me that a good-looking man like you can't look down on a bandit woman like me. She knows nothing. What does it matter if she doesn't? You are already my husband!"

"Hey, stinky man, your family used to be a rich family. Have you seen many beautiful girls? How beautiful are they? The beauty of the country? The beauty of the moon? Do you have a sweetheart? It's useless to not have the best, you are already I’m your husband!”

"man……"

"Smelly man..."

She never calls him by name.

Because he said he was a fugitive.

Such a carefree person, so careful to protect him.

There was a rumble of thunder in the sky, and lightning pierced the sky, seeming to split the sky in half.

Huo Ziheng stopped suddenly, took a deep breath, and returned without hesitation.

When I passed by the couple's puppy house, I took the oil-paper umbrella placed behind the door and climbed up the mountain with strength.

It's raining.

After the thunder, raindrops fell hard and violently, making the mountain road slippery in an instant.

The entire mountain top was covered with a majestic rain curtain, and the sound of rain on the umbrella was deafening.

The too weak body seemed to be overwhelmed, and the feeling of overdraft was getting heavier and heavier. Huo Ziheng held the umbrella handle hard and tried to steady his steps.

The matter in Qianzhai has come to an end.

The people who rushed over to watch the excitement began to walk down the mountain, and waves of people passed by Huo Ziheng.

There were people holding umbrellas, and there were also people running with bare poles covering their heads.

He was alone in going retrograde, dazzling and conspicuous.

When he found the woman walking slowly in the rain, the crowd around her had dispersed. She was alone in the rain, soaked to the skin, and extremely embarrassed.

Huo Ziheng walked straight towards her, holding an umbrella above her head to block the wind and rain outside.

"Hey, stinky man." A-Xian's face turned pale and she looked up at him, her face pretending to be tough and indifferent, "My aunt is going to pack up and leave, and she won't hang out in the mountains anymore. If you don't become a bandit, you will earn less money. There are many businesses in the city that don’t recruit female workers, and I don’t know how to farm, so you’ll have to live a hard life with me from now on.”

Huo Ziheng lowered his eyes, raised his hand for a moment, pushed the wet and sticky hair away from her face, and gently smoothed the messy hair off her cheeks.

This was the first time he had touched her since they got married.

A slight smile appeared on the man's lips, as if he was like this at any time and in any situation.

No rush, no slowness, calmness and calmness, which makes people feel at ease.

"I have read books and am good at writing. I can earn some living money by copying and writing for others. Although I am weak and have no great ability, I can always do it if I give you a simple meal and a bed of tiles. It's just that the days will change. Be more miserable."

After thinking about it, he added, "After I find a place to settle down, I will think of other ways to earn more money. You can also afford the melon seeds you like to eat."

Ah Xian stared at him quietly, "You said, you support me?"

"It is a man's job to support the family." When he smiled, he was as beautiful as a green lotus covered with snow, "A-Xian, you have forgotten that we are married. I am your husband and you are my wife."

This sentence made A-Xian freeze for a long time. The world was under an umbrella, and outside the umbrella was the non-stop wind and rain.

The umbrella that was shaking in his hand carried the wind and rain for her, leaving her with warmth filling her chest.

"That's right!" She pulled up her wet sleeves to wipe her tears, her voice was very strong, "Husband and wife are birds of the same forest!"

The laughter that escaped his mouth was low and sweet, "I should share joys and sorrows, life and death."

Huo Ziheng is useless.

But during her lifetime, she still had secular thoughts and wanted to protect her happy face.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a year or half a year.