Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

Xiong Ben was really able to let go. In just a short while, he had already started to make friends with the family.

Yuelu couldn't help feeling a little sad when she saw how Luhua and Xiongben were so in love with each other.

"Xiong Ben, I raised Luhua from childhood to adulthood, just like my own daughter. Seeing how well the two of you are doing now, I can finally let go of the worry that I had for so long.

Come over tomorrow to propose marriage. You don't need to bring anything. Just show your intention. As long as you treat Luhua well in the future, we will treat you as a family member!"

"That's a must, Great Elder, Chief, and Goddess, I will have a heart-to-heart talk with you today. I treat Luhua with all my heart.

Since the accident in our tribe, my brother and I are the only ones left to depend on each other. Our parents and sister all died in that great flood. Within one day, we lost our tribe, our home, and our relatives.

Although we are living well in the tribe now, we still lack a sense of belonging. My brother and I are like two floating duckweeds.

I know this is because we have no home.

If I marry Luhua, we will have a real home here. We will have children here, reproduce here, and let our Xiong family take root here."

Yuelu patted his shoulder vigorously.

"Okay, good kid, from now on you and Xiong Fei will be our relatives, and we will be a complete big family!"

Xiong Ben had not expected that his marriage proposal would go so smoothly.

Before, he had thought that at least Mo Xiaonian, that eccentric girl, would make things difficult for him, but she actually didn't say anything, which really surprised Xiong Ben.

They sat together and had a lively meal, and also decided on the date for Xiong Ben and Lu Hua's wedding, which would be on February 2, one month later.

After dinner, Xiong Ben left happily, while Fu Cang looked at Mo Xiaonian and became thoughtful.

Mo Xiaonian had completely forgotten what she had said yesterday. As usual, she cleaned the house, washed up, and planned to go to bed early.

She stayed up so late yesterday and drank a lot of rice wine, so today she felt dizzy and wanted to go to bed early. She thought that a rest would be enough.

Just wait until she finished her bath and came out of the bathroom with steam all over her body, she found that Fu Cang was also clean, wearing a white middle-length dress, sitting on the bed, holding a book in his hand.

Although Fu Cang was holding a book in his hand, he couldn't read a single word. He waited for Mo Xiao to finish reading, then looked at her with his eyes fixed.

Mo Xiaonian still found it strange.

"Hey? My husband, why are you wearing a new undershirt today? Didn't you refuse to wear it before because you thought it was troublesome?"

Fu Cang said affectionately: "Didn't you make this for me? I actually never wore it."

"Then why are you wearing it today?"

"Because today is a special day!"

Mo Xiaonian didn't feel the danger approaching at all. She sat down on the edge of the bed and asked Fu Cang to help her wipe her hair.

"Is it because it's Chinese New Year that you put it on? Actually, Fu Cang, you look really good in this. Your inky black hair is scattered over the top of your clothes. It's totally different from your usual majestic look."

Fu Cang had quietly approached Mo Xiaonian's back, put his head close to her ear and whispered, "Oh? What's the difference?"

Fu Cang's voice made Mo Xiaonian's ears itchy, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

"Hey Fucang, why are you so close to me? My ears are itching!"

At this time, Fu Cang's chest also moved closer, and he half-hugged Mo Xiaonian from behind, and his voice became lower and lower.

"Is it just itchy? Isn't there any other feeling?"

At this time, Mo Xiaonian finally understood what was going on and hurriedly turned around to look at Fu Cang.

"I just realized that you are teasing me!"

Fu Cang sighed in frustration, put down Mo Xiaonian's hair that had been dried, then pulled her shoulders and made her turn around to face him.

"How did you realize it just now? Am I not attractive at all in your eyes?"

Mo Xiaonian blinked and waited until Fu Cang started to panic before she reached out and hugged Fu Cang's neck.

"How can you be so unconfident! In my eyes, you are the most handsome, powerful, and charming man in the world, bar none!"

Fu Cang looked into Mo Xiaonian's eyes for a long time, then suddenly buried his head in her neck and laughed.

"You too! You are my lifelong love, the mother of my child, and the person who is absolutely indispensable in my life, my love..."

Fu Cang and Mo Xiaonian both got up late the next day, so late that Yue Lu and Lu Hua began to get worried. They were about to knock on the door when they saw the two of them walking out together in a tender and sweet manner.

Yuelu blinked, suddenly understood something, and laughed happily.

"Oh, you're up? Come and have your meal. This meal took a long time to prepare and has been kept warm on the stove for you."

Mo Xiaonian looked at Yue Lu and Lu Hua guiltily, and seeing that there was nothing unusual on their expressions, she finally felt relieved and pulled Fu Cang to go eat.

Luhua tilted her head and looked at the backs of the two people, and suddenly pulled Yuelu's hand.

"Grandma, why do I feel like these two people are a little different today? When they were together before, they were also very clingy, and sometimes I blushed when I heard what they said, but looking at them today, it seems that they are in a better state than before!"

"That's right! Luhua, you should get married as soon as possible. Maybe your children can be born at about the same time, and then you can grow up together and be companions."

"Ah? Grandma, why are you talking about me? Oh, I won't talk to you anymore!"

Luhua didn't understand the deeper meaning of Yuelu's words, so she covered her face and ran away.

Fu Cang and Mo Xiaonian spent a tender and sweet day together, but unfortunately the vacation was too short and not enough, so Fu Cang had to go back to work and returned to the military camp.

But Mo Xiaonian also has his own things to do.

Since Luhua's marriage is scheduled for a month later, she needs to make preparations for the wedding.

Before this, Xiong Ben had never lived in his own home for a few days. He basically stayed in the military camp. It was no exaggeration to say that his house was penniless.

Mo Xiaonian shook her head when she saw Xiong Benjia's look.

"That won't do. Our sister Luhua married into our family to enjoy life, not to suffer. But it doesn't matter. There are so many new shops opened in our tribe now. It's very easy to buy anything. Sister Luhua, you are my good sister. I will help you with these things!"

Mo Xiaonian did what he said. He went to a wood shop to order a full set of furniture, and also went to a ready-made clothing shop to order a full set of things like wedding quilts. No matter how much Luhua objected, it was useless.