Rebirth: I Raise a Husband in Another World

The atmosphere was already tense, and the voice was flat and cold, not like a real person. Yang Dazhuang was frightened and screamed.

Halfway through screaming, he realized what he had done and immediately shut up.

Yang Dazhuang: Calm down, he doesn't look like someone who would do anything big. Don't be afraid, can I not beat him?

Yang Dazhuang kept encouraging himself: What am I afraid of? I have a mask on my face and he can't recognize who I am. Since he is awake, I might as well go all out and rob him.

After thinking of a countermeasure, Yang Dazhuang did not respond to Lin Han, but started to attack Lin Han silently. He planned to knock Lin Han unconscious and then find the money.

Unfortunately, he made a mistake. He broke free from the hand that Lin Han was holding, made a knife-like gesture and slashed at the back of Lin Han's neck, trying to knock Lin Han unconscious.

But how could Lin Han let him succeed? Lin Han blocked his attacking hand with a parry, then pushed him away with a palm and got off the bed angrily.

Next was Lin Han's personal martial arts show. He threw left hook, right hook, upper hook, lower hook, each punch hitting the flesh, and finally a sweeping kick knocked Yang Dazhuang to the ground.

Yang Dazhuang was beaten so hard that his whole body ached and he cried out in pain. At this moment, he no longer cared about his face.

Too lazy to move, he got up and knelt down to beg for mercy: "Brother, brother, I was wrong. I will never do it again. Please let me go."

After all, Lin Han didn't lose anything, so he gave him a severe lesson and let him go, thinking that he would not dare to come again.

Lin Han was too lazy to argue with him and said in a harsh voice: "Get lost. If I catch you doing something like this again, I'll kill you."

In Yang Dazhuang's eyes, Lin Han looked ferocious at this moment, like a devil crawling out of hell.

He shuddered with fear and secretly hated himself in his heart: Forget it, a gentleman's revenge is never too late, Lin Han, we'll see.

There is a saying that goes, as long as you want, everyone can act well.

Yang Dazhuang rolled his eyes, thinking about something in his mind, and then pretended to be a reformed man.

He assured Lin Han: "It won't happen again, it won't happen again, brother, don't worry, I will definitely turn over a new leaf and be a good person in the future."

Lin Han didn't believe it at all, but he was too lazy to care. When a person becomes powerful to a certain extent, he will not bother with people or things that do not pose a threat to him.

Lin Han: "Well, get out of here."

The shout of "get out" was like a pardon. When Yang Dazhuang heard it, he immediately replied, "Yes, yes, get out immediately."

Before he could finish his words, he limped away. Not to mention that he walked quite fast, it was as if there was a ghost chasing him.

After he left, Lin Han went back to sleep.

Yang Dazhuang limped out two miles (an exaggeration), looked back and saw that Lin Han had not followed him, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought angrily: Damn it, why does it hurt so much when he hits me? Does he want to beat me to death?

Ouch, it hurts so much, Lin Han, just wait, sooner or later I will make you pay the price, humph.

"I bother."

Yang Dazhuang spat in the direction of Lin Han's house, then slowly walked back home.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when he returned home, because he didn't pick up the tinderbox because it fell to the ground when Lin Han hit him.

So when I entered the house, it was pitch black and I couldn't see my hand in front of me.

He usually spends most of his time hanging out outside and rarely stays at home, so he is not familiar with the furnishings in the house.

As I was angry, the accident happened as expected.

"Ah ah ah ah~"

Yang Dazhuang was tripped by a stool and the wounds on his body hit the table, causing him to let out a sharp scream.

The screams woke up Aunt Yang who was fast asleep. She came out holding a candle to see what had happened.

But she saw her baby son curled up on the ground, holding his stomach and screaming.

Yang Dazhuang: "Oh, mother, who put the stool here? Who put the stool here? It hurts so much."

Aunt Yang kicked the stool away and said, "It's mother, it's all mother's fault. Mother has already taught this stool a lesson for you, ah."

Aunt Yang helped Yang Dazhuang up and sat him down with concern. Seeing the bruises on the corners of his mouth, it was obvious that he had been beaten, not from a fall.

Heartbroken, she touched his face and yelled, "Da Zhuang, my dear son, what's wrong with you? Tell me who hit you, and I'll get justice for you."

Yang Dazhuang was already upset after being beaten, and then he tripped when he got home. He was not a good-tempered person to begin with.

When he was upset, Aunt Yang was still chattering beside him, and his temper exploded in an instant like a lit powder keg.

He roared impatiently: "Shut up, you're yelling, yelling, yelling, what are you doing so loudly? Do you think it's glorious? Are you afraid that others won't know?"

Aunt Yang immediately shut up, slapped her mouth lightly with her hand, and said flatteringly: "Okay, okay, I won't scream, it's all my fault, ah.

Dazhuang, tell me who hit you, I will go and avenge you..."

Yang Dazhuang became even more annoyed: He asked, how embarrassing it would be if others knew about it, where would I put my face?

Every time Aunt Yang asked, Yang Dazhuang's hatred for Lin Han increased, and he even looked at Aunt Yang with more disgust.

Yang Dazhuang interrupted Aunt Yang without hesitation: "Stop asking, okay? I'm hungry. Go make me a bowl of noodles."

Aunt Yang: "Oh, okay, just sit and wait, I'll cook it for you right away and make you a fried egg."

After that, Aunt Yang brought some medicinal wine and handed it to Yang Dazhuang, saying to him, "I'll go make noodles for you. Remember to wipe the noodles with this medicinal wine."

Yang Dazhuang had become the spokesperson for impatience at this moment, "Okay, I understand, go ahead."

All I can say is that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten. Without Aunt Yang's pampering, how could Yang Dazhuang develop the character he has today?

Yang Dazhuang didn't sleep late at night and was beaten when he went out. He just felt that he was really unlucky today.

Now he was starving, and he urged Aunt Yang: "Isn't the noodles ready yet? I'm starving."

Aunt Yang replied carefully: "It's almost done, Dazhuang, just wait a little longer, it will be ready soon."

In ancient times, people cooked with fire. Aunt Yang added some firewood and the noodles were cooked quickly.

After Yang Dazhuang finished his noodles, he went to bed, leaving a mess for Aunt Yang to clean up.

……

“Cuckoo, cuckoo, cuckoo.”

The first sound heard in the early morning was the rooster. Lin Han woke up from his sleep with the rooster's clear crowing.

The morning sets the tone for the day, and a new day begins.

Although Lin Han woke up, he didn't want to get up because he was very tired yesterday. Although he was able to carry a 340-pound black bear.

But the original owner had never seen such a heavy thing before, and his body obviously had not yet adapted to it.

So when Lin Han woke up this morning, he felt his arms were sore and he didn't want to get up at all.

Thinking that he didn't have anything urgent to do and that he could go to the village chief to do his business in the evening, Lin Han closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

It was already past ten o'clock when he woke up again. Lin Han had eaten shepherd's purse dumplings at Hua Jian's house yesterday and found them very delicious. He wanted to eat them again today.

Anyway, it’s still early, so Lin Han wants to dig some shepherd’s purse to cook for himself.

This chapter's mini-theater:

Yang Dazhuang is full of confidence: With my physique, why should I be afraid of him?

Lin Han: You try it.