Traveling through another world, cultivating immortality and raising cubs with space

Chapter 63 This Man Is Sick
This day, at noon, Shen Chenyi looked at the cabbage on the table, and couldn't help but glance at Ye Ningyan.

He knows best whether the soil in the yard is suitable for growing things.

This woman not only planted, but also planted.

Several times when he looked at the lush cabbage in the yard, he couldn't help but think of this woman.

And he also noticed that the water in the well contained aura, and the food they ate was free from impurities.

It turned out that his mind was not here, so he didn't notice it. Now that he is free, he feels that he can't see through the woman in front of him.

There is no fluctuation of spiritual power in his body, but there is no impurity in his cooking, and he also takes out some strange things from time to time. No matter who he meets, he is neither humble nor overbearing, gentle but distant.

At least that's how it was for him.

But to talk about other things, she was not harsh on herself, and sometimes she would take care of her appetite and make some food.

At first, he still felt that this woman had some purpose, but every time he talked, he felt that this woman was always alienating him, and she didn't want anything from him at all.

He didn't know what this woman had gone through after he walked for several years, and such a big change had happened.

"I'm sorry" Ye Ningyan went to weed the yard after dinner, and left the washing task to Shen Chenyi. Just as she was thinking about what to have for dinner, she heard a voice in her ear.

Ye Ningyan "..."

For some reason, he looked at the person in front of him.

ill?

"You took An An by yourself all these years, thank you for your hard work." Shen Chenyi looked deeply at Ye Ningyan.

Ye Ningyan was taken aback for a moment, he actually saw a trace of guilt in this man's eyes.

"An'an is my son, there is nothing hard or not, I am very happy to take care of him, and, at the beginning, I was really bad to An'an." Ye Ningyan shook her head.

If he knew how the original owner had treated An An in the past few years, he would never feel guilty again.

"Took good care of." Shen Chenyi only thought that Ye Ningyan was being modest.

Ye Ningyan "..."

Forget it, let him think what he wants.

"Let's live a good life." Looking at Ye Ningyan, Shen Chenyi suddenly said this.

Now that they have concluded a heaven and earth marriage contract, they cannot be separated in this life, and he doesn't hate Ye Ningyan now, and even feels a little lucky that it is her.

Ye Ningyan "..."

are you crazy?You must be seriously ill!
"Is life so bad now?" Seeing that the other party was waiting for her to answer, Ye Ningyan had no choice but to reply.

Shen Chenyi shook his head, he was not referring to living a good life like this.

"If it's okay, go to the town to find a place that sells bricks, and go to the east house to build a kang, otherwise the weather will be cold in the future, and your hut will not be warm." Ye Ningyan swore that he didn't care about him, she just felt that this person I'm a little free, and I like to think about it when I'm free, so find him some work.

"No need..." Shen Chenyi looked at Ye Ningyan's slap-sized face, and when he heard her concerned words, his heart warmed up, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

It seems that this kind of life is also very good, at least it is very comfortable, without those open and dark arrows, and there is no intrigue, so what's the point of being an ordinary person with a wife and children.

"It's up to you" Ye Ningyan didn't care, and continued to play with the weeds on the ground.

"I'm going to the mountain to collect some firewood. I'll store more firewood to survive the winter." Shen Chenyi stood up in a good mood and said, before going out with a machete.

These days, he went to the mountains every three to five days, and brought back some wild animals. He sold half of them to the town, and kept the other half at home. He sold all the food that couldn't be stored for a long time.

The silver taels sold will be given to Ye Ningyan, who usually repairs the furniture at home, or makes a clothes hanger, or picks up some dry firewood.

The days are getting more and more abundant.

After Shen Chenyi went out, Ye Ningyan looked up at the door.

This man is sick!Must be sick!And very sick.

(End of this chapter)