The Tsundere System Chasing Wife

The breeze blew the cauliflower in the rice fields, and the golden ocean was filled with a light fragrance. The sweat of the villagers working was dripping down their cheeks, but their faces were not tired but full of joy for the harvest.

A woman was holding a child in her right hand and a heavy basket in her left hand.

She looked at her hard-working husband and the other villagers who were helping and shouted loudly.

"Aniu! You guys go ashore and rest for a while before you get busy!"

Aniu looked up at his wife and children with a smile on their faces, and also shouted.

"Ajuan, okay!"

Aniu and other villagers put down their farm tools and walked towards Ajuan and the child.

At this time, a villager looked up inadvertently, saw Hua Xiaoran and others flying on swords, and shouted excitedly.

"Look, it's Master Hua and his disciples coming over."

"Where? Let me see."

"Right over there."

Another old man looked around excitedly. He looked to the left where another villager pointed, and sure enough, he saw Hua Xiaoran, Hua Zhixing and others flying on their swords.

The old man shouted with full energy before Hua Xiaoran and the others landed.

"Master Hua! Come here quickly! I just want to try out the pancakes that Ajuan made."

Hua Xiaoran brought Qingling to Ajuan and the child. When a group of villagers saw Hua Xiaoran landing, they swarmed over and surrounded her warmly, with unconcealable joy in their eyes.

The villagers looked at Hua Xiaoran with smiles on their faces and rushed to talk to her, fearing that she would fly away in the next second.

"Master Hua, you finally came down the mountain, why don't you stay for a few more days? The wine I brewed a few years ago should be good, why don't you drink a few more cups with me."

Hua Xiaoran looked at the old man and spoke in a gentle voice without any airs.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Wen. However, I am busy with the affairs of the sect, so I will not bother you any more. I came here today just to see how you are doing and whether there is anything that needs to be resolved."

"Thanks to Master Hua, our village is doing well. The monsters that caused trouble some time ago were also driven away by Zhixing and Zhiyang. They are both very good and rare young heroes."

"That's good."

At this time, a white-haired old woman also spoke.

"Master Hua, do you have enough bedding on the mountain? I made a few new beds a while ago, and today I will take them back for those kids."

"It's enough. Thank you for your kindness, Auntie."

"Master Hua, you don't have to be polite. If you hadn't built a sect on this abandoned mountain to protect us, we wouldn't be able to live in peace today."

"Yes! Master Hua, you are too polite! More than a decade ago, we were just an abandoned and dilapidated village, and we were almost eaten as lunch by those monsters. If you hadn't saved us, dozens of people in our village would have turned into dry bones long ago."

"This is what I should do, so don't be too polite."

In addition to the elderly Mr. Wen and an old lady, there were many young women, strong men, and plump children around Hua Xiaoran.

They took out gifts from somewhere and kept stuffing them into Hua Xiaoran's arms.

Even though Hua Xiaoran said enough, it was enough, it did not stop the enthusiasm of the villagers.

Qingling looked at Hua Xiaoran who was warmly welcomed by the villagers and smiled gently. Hua Xiaoran was usually nice to the villagers living at the foot of the mountain. Whenever the villagers had problems, he would go down the mountain to help them, or let Hua Zhixing and Hua Zhiyang go down the mountain.

If this happened to other immortal cultivation sects, they would need a lot of remuneration to allow them to go down the mountain to subdue the monsters. After all, a sect that specializes in exquisite immortal cultivation requires a lot of expenses.

At this time Hua Zhixing and the others also flew over. The villagers looked at Qingling, then at Hua Zhixing and the others, and scratched their heads in confusion.

Amid the villagers' puzzled gazes, Mr. Wen spoke first.

"Master Hua, is this your novice disciple?"

"Well, her name is Zhang Qingling, and she is a disciple with good strength."

"Oh, I see. But she looks a bit miserable. Will this damage the reputation of your sect?"

Mr. Wen said this in a low voice, especially when he talked about Qingling's appearance, he spoke even more quietly.

However, Mr. Wen had no ill intentions and was just stating the facts in a realistic manner.

When Qingling heard what Mr. Wen said, she couldn't help but frown slightly. She had good hearing and heard every word.

Qing Ling looked at the villagers' gazes with a smile on her face. It might affect the reputation of Fenghua Sect a little bit, after all, Hua Xiaoran and Hua Zhixing were both good-looking. In comparison, to say that she looked ugly was an understatement.

Hua Xiaoran did not deliberately lower her voice, but spoke as usual.

"Mr. Wen, don't worry. My sect doesn't need a facade. Besides, I think Qingling is pretty."

When Mr. Wen heard Hua Xiaoran say this, his eyes widened in disbelief.

It is really hard to describe the level of appreciation of Sect Leader Hua, but since Hua Xiaoran thinks Qingling is good, the villagers naturally won’t say anything more.

Mr. Wen realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly took out a round cake as round as a washbasin from the basket and handed it to Qingling. He said to Qingling with a guilty smile on his face.

"Qingling, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say bad things about you just now. This pancake is just out of the pan, it's delicious, you try it."

Qingling looked at the honest-looking old man and quickly waved her hand and said.

"Grandpa, it's okay. You are quite right. I am indeed not good-looking."

Hua Zhiyang walked over with a bright smile. He stretched out his big palm and gently rubbed Qingling's head.

"Qingling, like Master, I also think you are pretty."

Hua Tu, who was following behind Hua Zhiyang, also came over and held Qingling's hand with her warm hand.

"Qingling, you are very pretty and a very nice person."

"They're right."

Hua Zhixing also echoed.

At this time, the young girls shifted their gaze from Hua Xiaoran to Hua Zhixing and Hua Zhiyang. Hua Xiaoran was too old to be a husband, while Hua Zhixing and the others were just the right age and handsome. Hua Zhiyang's smile, in particular, made many girls blush and lower their heads shyly.

Many young guys blushed as well. Hua Tu's appearance was not stunning, but she was very pretty. If they could win her favor, these guys would be so happy that they would fly with joy.

Hua Zhiyang looked at the way those guys looked at Hua Tu, walked directly to Hua Tu's side, blocked those admiring gazes, and gave them a cold look.

The young guys realized that their admiration had been guessed, and they looked away embarrassedly.