The space boss's daily life of raising cubs, loving husbands and farming

Their eyes met, and Shang Wan had a faint smile in his eyes.

Lu Chengjing's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he pursed his pale lips lightly. He raised his left hand a little higher and gently wiped the black dust off Shang Wan's face.

He wiped it very carefully with a focused expression. Shang Wan cooperated by bending down a little. After wiping the left side of his face, he turned his right face over spontaneously.

Little boy Yuanyuan tilted his little head back, his black eyes darting around, looking at his father, then at his mother, and stretched out his chubby little hands to help Shang Wan wipe it.

"Bo~" Shang Wan bent down and kissed her on the forehead, making Yuanyuan smile with her eyes curved.

Everyone was waiting anxiously. The children were crying out of fear. The women held their children in their arms and comforted them softly. The men gathered together to discuss how to respond if another earthquake occurred.

All the injured were gathered together. Yuan Musheng was so busy that he hurriedly pulled Shang Wan over to help deal with the external injuries.

With Yuan Musheng's introduction, the news that Shang Wan's husband was a scholar gradually spread.

After discussing, the elders in the village came together to find Lu Chengjing.

"Mr. Lu, you are well-educated and know more than us peasants. Look at the situation now. Maybe everyone went into the house to get something?"

It was getting dark, and many people had only eaten breakfast and were now starving. If the old people hadn't pressed them, some of them would have run back home long ago.

This was also Lu Chengjing's first time experiencing an earthquake. He glanced at the little turtle, only to see it crawling slowly on the ground as usual. He thought for a moment and said, "Don't go into the dangerous building. Get out as soon as possible after getting the things. We don't know if an earthquake will happen again. It's better to be cautious."

The old people responded and notified the villagers, asking each family to send two people back to get their things, the rest of the people to stay put and not run around, and the women to take care of their children.

Each family quickly selected someone to come out, and it took a total of two quarters of an hour to go back and forth. The things they brought were so diverse that Zhang Er even carried out all the pots from his own home. It seemed that if time was longer, he would be able to empty the house.

The elders made the decision and asked each family to contribute something. We would cook a big pot of rice together tonight. We should not sleep indoors at night. We should set up a tent and stay there for the night. We could go back tomorrow if there was no unusual movement.

Yuan Musheng went home and brought out a lot of medicinal herbs. He was busy taking care of the wounded, so Rong Niangzi brought the young wives from each family to help watch the fire and boil the medicine.

Zhang Da and Zhang Laodi were responsible for building the stove, and Zhang Er's pot came in handy.

The aunts are all good at cooking. They pick vegetables from the nearby fields and some wash them, while others cut them.

The men were also busy picking up stones, moving firewood, fetching water, and setting up tables.

The girls and boys helped wash the dishes and did whatever they could.

With work to do, the panic on everyone's faces gradually faded, and the old people nodded secretly.

Xiaohuan went to help the aunts cook. Shang Wan called Li Xiaoshan and asked him to help look after Lu Chengjing for a while. He took advantage of the villagers not paying attention and went into the mountains with Yuanyuan in his arms.

Many trees fell in the mountains, and rocks rolled everywhere, killing many small animals.

Shang Wan picked up items as he walked, and with Yuanyuan's guidance, he easily found the hiding wolves.

As soon as the leading gray wolf saw Shang Wan, he put away his guard and gently wagged his tail.

"Don't hide in the cave, run to an open area." Shang Wan squatted down and patted Xiao Hui's head, "Come back after you've settled the wolf pack."

A few little wolves ran over and looked up at Yuanyuan.

Yuanyuan waved her little arms with a smile and greeted the little wolves.

Shang Wan simply put her down to play with the little wolves, and took out some small animals from the space to feed the wolves as food.

She pulled some vines from outside the cave and roughly skewered the remaining animals.

"Let's go." Shang Wan said goodbye to the wolf pack, picked up his own wolf cub who was holding on to its tail, and disappeared into the mountains and forests after a few leaps.

Shang Wan toured the mountains and forests surrounding Yushu Village, solved several hidden dangers, and returned home with his cub.

Looking at the pile of prey that Shang Wan brought back, the villagers were stunned, tears of envy streaming from the corners of their mouths.

Shang Wan smiled and said, "A lot of them died in the mountains, so I picked them up to add to the dishes for everyone."

Everyone: Good man!

The aunts rolled up their sleeves and showed their cooking skills, and each family contributed the seasonings that they were reluctant to use. Pots of meat and vegetables were served on the table, exuding a rich aroma.

The children stopped running around and stared at the big chunks of meat on the table, swallowing their saliva.

I've never seen so much meat even during the Chinese New Year.

The men also moved around the table intentionally or unintentionally, with thunder rumbling in their stomachs.

When the last dish was served, everyone found a seat and sat down without being invited.

At first there were voices talking, but later on only the clattering of dishes and chopsticks could be heard.

If you say one more word, you will eat one less piece of meat. Why can't you wait until after the meal to say something? There are not many opportunities to eat meat freely.

There were only three children as old as Yuanyuan in the village, and Xiaohuan specially cooked soft meat porridge for the three babies.

It was not easy for Lu Chengjing to pick up food with his left hand, but Shang Wan would always notice when he had just finished the food in his bowl and use another pair of chopsticks to add another piece of food for him, and would also mix meat and vegetables.

Lu Chengjing tilted his head slightly to glance at Shang Wan's pretty profile, his dark eyes filled with complicated emotions.

"You don't like it?" Shang Wan noticed that he didn't move his chopsticks, and turned his head in confusion, "Didn't you just eat?"

She didn't add any more food to Lu Chengjing randomly.

Although they had not eaten many meals together, combined with the original owner's memory, Shang Wan noticed that Lu Chengjing had a heavy taste. Although he was a patient, he liked to eat flavorful things.

When he eats something he hates, he will purse his lips, perhaps without even realizing it.

"I'm done eating." Lu Chengjing put down his chopsticks.

Hearing this, Shang Wan got up and served him a bowl of fish soup.

The fish was picked up by villagers at the riverside. It must have jumped onto the shore and died of thirst when the earthquake happened.

They were all small fish that were less than the size of a palm, with less than thirty in total. There were not enough to share among the crowd, and the small fish had many bones, so the aunts simply fried them and stewed them into fish soup.

The fish soup had a faint fishy smell. Lu Chengjing frowned after just one sniff, his face full of resistance to the fish soup.

Shang Wan lowered his head and took a sip, smacked his lips to taste it, and commented, "Not bad, drinkable."

"Fish soup is good for your health." She handed the bowl over. Lu Chengjing really didn't want to take it, but Shang Wan was staring at him, so he took the bowl unconsciously.

Shang Wan glanced at him from time to time during the meal. Lu Chengjing was forced to sip the fish soup mouthful by mouthful. Before he knew it, the whole bowl of fish soup was gone, and it didn't seem that hard to accept.

The villagers watched the young couple get along with each other openly and secretly, and thought that judging from their looks, they were indeed a perfect match.

Mrs. Shang seems to have a stronger personality, but considering Mr. Lu's frail appearance, it would be a good idea for him to marry a strong and caring wife.

Halfway through the meal, the dog that was gnawing on a bone nearby suddenly started barking wildly towards the road leading into the village.

Someone entered the village.