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

This isn't just acting coquettishly, it's seduction, right?

Shang Wan was not sure and decided to wait and see.

Seeing that Shang Wan didn't say anything, Lu Chengjing pursed his lips and looked up at her. The corners of his narrow eyes were stained with a hint of rouge at some point, and his cold and charming appearance was charming.

Shang Wan: “…”

This is seduction! Even if the king of heaven comes, this is still seduction!

How come there is someone who looks so like her?

Shang Wan grabbed the beautiful hand on the sleeve and kneaded it upwards along the fingers, "Speak, I'm listening."

The ears hidden under the black hair turned red. Lu Chengjing struggled to pull his hand back, but Shang Wan held it tightly and glanced at him, "That's what I said."

Lu Chengjing curled his fingers lightly, finally fulfilling Shang Wan's wish and stopped struggling.

"Do you know why I don't want to be Li Wenhua's mentor?"

Shang Wan concentrated on playing with his beautiful hands, and said without raising his head: "Don't keep me in suspense, just tell me."

Trying hard to ignore the strange feeling on his hand, Lu Chengjing said, "Li Wenhua is a man who seeks fame and reputation and is good at deceiving his superiors and subordinates."

"Four years ago, there was a flood that affected countless villages. The imperial court sent relief grain to Dongning County. Li Wenhua pretended to be concerned about the people's suffering, but secretly replaced the imperial grain with old grain from the warehouse that was mixed with stones and gravel and was moldy and rotten."

"When the victims were complaining, he opened his private warehouse and released grain for three days, which made the victims grateful to him and called him a living Bodhisattva who saved people from suffering. Some even set up a longevity tablet for him at home."

"Despicable and shameless." Shang Wan commented and asked in confusion, "How do you know he exchanged the food?"

Lu Chengjing said in a low voice, "Half of the old grain comes from the Lu family."

Shang Wan made a confused sound and didn't ask Lu Chengjing why he didn't tell the truth. He just said, "Isn't Lord An a judge? Did he get fooled by Li Wenhua?"

"The person in office at that time was not Lord An. Besides, Li Wenhua was not the only one who replaced the disaster relief grain."

Shang Wan understood that the officials were protecting each other and were in collusion with each other.

She asked: "What does this have to do with the disaster relief grain this time?"

"Although Li Wenhua's actions were despicable, his reputation as an official has spread. Now the county is ruled by Lord An, who is concerned about the people and his reputation as an official. He will definitely not do worse than Li Wenhua."

Shang Wan understood that Lu Chengjing was taking advantage of an information gap.

The villagers had suffered from floods before and had been cheated by Li Wenhua's secretly manipulated disaster relief grain, so they lost their trust in the so-called disaster relief grain.

Now the method proposed by Lu Chengjing and a few elders can be regarded as a guarantee for them in advance. Even if there are still problems with the relief grain issued by the court, Lu Chengjing and others have said so before, so the villagers will naturally ask them for it.

Lu Chengjing knew that there would most likely be no problems with the disaster relief grain, but the villagers didn't know that.

Farmers have nothing but strength. When weighing the two, a little hard work is nothing for the sake of real food.

"How do you convince Uncle Wu and the others to take the risk with you?"

Lu Chengjing chuckled, "They are from Yushu Village."

The old people may not be willing to take risks with Lu Chengjing, but their strong sense of belonging to Yushu Village makes them unwilling to see Yushu Village become like Liushu Village described by Shen Qier, where people are in panic and in disarray.

After being induced by Lu Chengjing's words, he agreed without much hesitation.

Shang Wan raised his eyes and looked at Lu Chengjing carefully. The more he looked, the more he felt that this vase of his looked like a fox, who was very good at scheming against people.

Lu Chengjing felt a little uneasy when she looked at him. He looked away and stared at the soft and rotten vegetable leaves at the bottom of the bowl.

From the times Shang Wan called him a vase, he knew that in Shang Wan's eyes he was pretty but fragile and in need of care and protection. This could also be seen from the way Shang Wan treated him.

Just now was the first time he took the initiative to show his aggressive side in front of Shang Wan. He was nervous about Shang Wan's reaction, but also looking forward to seeing Shang Wan's reaction.

Will it be... the same as my mother?

Noticing Shang Wan's gaze on him, Lu Chengjing stared at the rotten vegetable leaves, quietly waiting for Shang Wan's reaction.

"Why are you so nervous?" Shang Wan raised their clasped hands and shook them. "You've made my hands red."

At some point, Lu Chengjing had turned the tables and tightly grasped the soft white hand that had been playing tricks on his palm. The veins on the back of his hand bulged, as if he was worried that the owner of the hand would throw him away.

Reminded by Shang Wan, Lu Chengjing let go of his hand as if he had received an electric shock, a hint of annoyance flashed across his eyes. He hid his hand in his wide sleeves and quietly clenched it into a fist.

Seeing his overreaction, Shang Wan chuckled, shook his hand, and said with a smile, "Scholar, you don't need to be so strong when holding hands. Be gentler next time."

Hearing the teasing tone, Lu Chengjing's cheeks flushed, his eyebrows drooped, and he dared not look directly at the person beside him.

Shang Wan came closer to him, stretched out his index finger and hooked his chin, "My people, no matter how powerful they are, are fine."

Lu Chengjing suddenly raised his eyes, and his dark pupils looked directly at Shang Wan.

Shang Wan didn't dodge or avoid it, and the corners of her lips curved into a happy arc, "Although the stupid vase is cute, I prefer the smart fox."

"You..." Lu Chengjing opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his heart seemed to have an accelerator installed, beating faster and faster.

The pounding sound of his heartbeat disturbed his thoughts and made him forget what he wanted to say. He just stared blankly at the face in front of him, his contours, eyebrows, and expression, carefully, bit by bit, quietly depicting and secretly treasured them.

"Is there something on my face?" Shang Wan raised his hand and touched his face in confusion.

Lu Chengjing: “…”

He turned his face away, his red ears flashing under his black hair, and said in a muffled voice: "No."

Shang Wan:?

Why are you being awkward again?

She stood up with the bowl of soup in her hand. "The soup is cold. I'll get you a hot bowl."

Yuanyuan, who was full, was crawling around on several connected benches. Without Shang Wan to block her way, she bumped into Lu Chengjing.

The little guy raised his hand and touched it, then tilted his little head back to look at his dad.

Huh? So red!

Her big black eyes blinked, Yuanyuan hugged Lu Chengjing's arm to stand up, pouted her little mouth and blew cool air on his red ears, "Hu~hu~It hurts, it hurts, I'm flying."

The soft and babyish voice was full of concern. Lu Chengjing stretched out his arms to hold the little guy and said softly, "Daddy doesn't feel any pain."

"It hurts." Yuanyuan pointed at her forehead which was red from the collision, thinking it was her turn, "Huhu."

Lu Chengjing lowered his head and blew gently, and at the little guy's strong request, he kissed him again.

I was just about to tease my daughter, but the little one twisted her butt and crawled away quickly along the bench to play with her friends.

Lu Chengjing: “…”

After breakfast, everyone started to move.

First, everyone cleaned their own houses, put the usable items aside, and piled the unusable items together, and the village would deal with them together.

After finishing their own work, they would go to help nearby, approaching the big elm tree in the center of the village from four directions, leaving no family behind.

Shang Wan handed Yuanyuan to Lu Chengjing to hold, and started working with Xiaohuan and Shitou.

A strange light flashed across her round, black eyes, and she muttered, "Come... help..."