Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

After saying goodbye to Li Fugui and his wife, Li Xiaoyu went to the yard alone.

She looked at the semi-finished products, picked up the thin bamboo strips piled nearby, sat on the doorstep, and used a smaller lantern as a reference.

She has never learned how to style and create a hairstyle.

No matter how you weave it, you can't make any shape, let alone such a strange style.

She pursed her lips and took a deep breath, then smiled helplessly: "It's so difficult."

In a quiet environment, she studied and weaved at the same time, but after more than an hour, she still couldn't weave a decent lantern.

Looking at the weird thing in her hand, she stopped messing around.

I put the things in the corner, walked around the room, and contemplated a beautiful half-finished product.

She raised her eyebrows and smiled, then murmured to herself in a relaxed tone: "Let's go."

the next day.

She put on her bag, put some bottles and jars in her pocket, and set out on her journey alone in the morning mist.

Li Fugui guessed that she would not come to say hello to him.

He stood at the door, looking into the distance at the entrance to the village.

Li Xiaoyu, who was walking to the edge of the village, suddenly felt something. She stopped and looked back in one direction.

The morning mist was not thick and her eyesight was excellent.

She saw the man standing outside the door at a glance, and as they looked at each other, her nose suddenly felt sore.

There is always a banquet in the world.

She took a long breath, put on a bright smile, and waved her arms over there.

Li Fugui also smiled and waved at her.

He thought that Xiaoyu would return to Shu in the future, but he never thought that she would leave here earlier than he thought.

His eyes suddenly turned red.

Looking at her receding figure, he wished her well in his heart.

Grandma, if you are still alive in heaven, please keep Xiaoyu safe and sound, and let her... be happy.

Ding Jing woke up early and found no one by the bed.

She walked out slowly and saw that the gate was open, so she walked out.

As soon as she came out, she saw her husband turned around and wiped his eyes with his sleeves, and she knew something.

Asked gently: "Little Fish set off?"

Fugui held her waist, choking with sobs in his throat: “Yeah.”

After Xiaoyu left, Li Fugui and his wife did something. Later, bamboo shoots would grow in the bamboo forest at the end of the village around April.

Many people in the village would go digging.

Li Xiaoyu was going to the city to buy a horse first. As soon as he arrived at the city gate, he saw Xiao Wang standing there leading two horses.

She inexplicably felt that Xiao Wang was waiting for her.

Holding the backpack rope, I quickly trotted over to greet him, and before I even asked Xiao Wang, he had already confessed.

"Xiao Yu, Lao Lu asked me to go with you."

Li Xiaoyu knew the reason why Lao Lu did this, so she only asked one question: "Will it be very troublesome for you?"

Xiao Wang grumbled, "The duty of a secret guard is to protect people. There is no such thing as trouble. Are we leaving now or when?"

"Let's go now."

She went to the city to do some work a couple of days ago and had already said hello to Jing Hanzhi, so there was no need to bother him again.

After handing the reins to her, Xiao Wang wanted to help her get on the horse.

As a result, Li Xiaoyu jumped onto the horse swiftly without any need for his help.

Looking at the princess's petite figure and her quick movements, the little prince was genuinely surprised.

Li Xiaoyu didn't pay attention to his expression, and said two words to him calmly: "Let's go."

"drive!"

She pulled the reins with her hands, clamped her legs under the horse's belly and whipped lightly. The sun rose, and the sunlight shone on the earth, welcoming the golden halo.

Two horses carrying people on them ran towards the southwest, stepping on the brown mud.

On the way, Xiao Wang told her that the secret guards in the village had withdrawn, and the two of them followed the signal left by Lao Lu and rushed to Shu without stopping.

Li Xiaoyu disguised herself as a man and entered the military camp.

Old Lu arranged her and Xiao Wang into the kitchen. She had a sweet face and a slim figure.

She looks like a woman even when wearing men's clothes.

She simply shaved her eyebrows and drew a pair of sword-like eyebrows. Her skin became much darker during the time she lived in the north.

She practiced her eyes and they looked more or less presentable.

When the fireman saw that there was a thin man among the people brought by Lieutenant General Lu, he looked like a young waiter.

A group of men who live rough lives and speak rough words.

"Deputy General Lu, what's wrong with the guy next to you? He's as thin as a woman."

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.

"That's right. If it weren't for his fierce look, I would have thought he was a woman, hahaha."

This is what Old Lu is worried about. Li Xiaoyu’s facial features don’t look like a man’s at all.

But Li Xiaoyu is a ruffian.

She can beat her father and her brother. She has seen all kinds of weird things.

She cleared her throat and imitated Li Wu's previous action, spitting on the ground in a defiant manner, and her voice was relatively steady.

It is deliberately lowered, giving it a somewhat gloomy feel.

She looked fierce and said to the man fiercely: "You are not born of a woman? I was born thin, what's wrong with that?"

As she said this, she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to hit someone.

Seeing her like this, Xiao Wang beside her quickly advised: "Brother, it's okay to fight in the village, but don't cause trouble when you go out. Have you forgotten that our father told Brother Lu that if we don't obey, he will kick us out of the barracks."

Old Lu also cooperated with Xiao Wang and glared at Li Xiaoyu seriously: "Behave yourself, this is not your village, you are not allowed to cause trouble."

After saying that, he turned around and taught the group of joking firemen a lesson.

"We are not here to let you talk nonsense when we are marching and fighting. If anyone makes such a joke again, don't blame me for punishing him by military law."

Old Lu looks fierce, and everyone becomes as quiet as quails when he speaks.

Finally, Lao Lu greeted Lao Yao, the person in charge of the kitchen, and asked Li Xiaoyu and Xiao Wang to be responsible for cooking, and arranged for them to sleep in the same barracks as Lao Yao.

Li Xiaoyu slept in the innermost bunk, and Xiao Wang slept in the middle to protect her.

Before she had time to observe the camp, she was called by Lao Yao to boil the pot. Lao Yao was a man about thirty years old with a bad temper.

He is responsible for the daily meals in the kitchen.

He was directing other cooks while cooking, and he needed a big pot to cook.

Xiao Wang seldom cooks and is not very good at boiling water.

Seeing that the pot was running low, he yelled at the top of his voice: "Xiao Wang, the pot is out of steam. How did you light the fire? Will it burn the pot? If not, then go wash the dishes."

Choked by the smoke, Xiao Wang kept coughing.

Li Xiaoyu was running two pots inside. Seeing Xiao Wang's face red from coughing, she lowered her voice and said rudely, "Brother, go to the side. I'll do the cooking."

Cooking pot is also a skill.

Li Xiaoyu dug under the stove and the fire gradually became stronger.

The hot pot that Lao Yao liked also started to heat up, and he shouted in satisfaction, "Xiao Chang, keep the hot pot going."

Xiaochang is the pseudonym Li Xiaoyu gave himself.

He howled in a servile manner, "Okay, Manager Yao."

"What's Manager Yao? Just call me Old Yao."

"Okay, Lao Yao, when do we have dinner?"

After putting the big pot of food into the wooden barrel, Lao Yao threw a steamed bun to each of them and said, "Fill your stomachs first. We have to wait until the general and the soldiers on the front line have finished eating before it's our turn."

When he heard the word "general", Li Xiaoyu slowed down his action of biting his bun.