The seven emotions and six desires are all my nourishment

It was late at night and the people on the big kang were sleeping soundly.

Hongyu walked over, took a closer look, and sneered, so that's what it is.

Song Lai Fu didn't feel hot and fell asleep with his arms around a plump mature woman.

On the right side of the kang, a little boy was sleeping with his legs spread out. He was about six or seven years old and looked 80% like Song Lai Fu.

In terms of age, this child is about two years older than the little Red Army soldier.

No wonder he wasn't happy about having a son at home.

It turns out that he already had a son with his mistress, huh...

So, you can sell your son and daughter? To support your mistress's son?

What had the young boy done wrong? Song Hongyu jumped onto the kang, pinned Song Lai down, and began to beat him. Her punches hit his flesh, and his bones crackled.

Song Lai Fu just felt severe pain all over his body and couldn't wake up.

Looking at the plump woman, he felt that she was not a good person either. He slapped her twice in the face before putting one hand between her eyebrows and reviewing her past.

She was surprised to find that her husband's family still didn't know that the child was not their own and they loved him very much.

This woman has been in a relationship with Song Lai Fu for more than ten years, and he was her mistress. It was just that she found out that the father of the child was him after the child was born!

To this day, she is still a widow, not getting married, just enjoying herself.

Moreover, she is now discussing with Song Lai Fu about selling out the Red Army!

Haha...that's really good, so that's how it is, haha.

Hongyu couldn't help it and slapped her a few more times.

Hongyu let out a little of her anger and felt much better. She raised her hand and gave constipation powder to the two of them, and then applied a few more bad peach blossom talismans.

Song Lai Fu was more important. Hongyu roughly pried open his mouth and poured some touch amplifier. Not knowing what she was thinking about, she drank a bottle with a cold face.

She didn't do anything for the child. They would have no contact in the future anyway, and it had nothing to do with her how he lived in the future.

When Hongyu was going out, she heard the buzzing of a mosquito, paused, and raised the corners of her mouth.

As she flipped her hands, a large group of mosquitoes suddenly appeared not far away and flew towards her with a buzzing sound.

Hongyu casually threw the mosquito ball into the house and considerately closed the doors and windows.

After walking out the door, she flipped her fingers, tapped her brows, and followed the scent of people who had been here. She soon found those men, who were not far away.

The one who is a gatekeeper is closest to me, and there are three more in the slaughterhouse and the farm dormitory.

The wind blew, and the red jade at the door disappeared. Only a buzzing sound, the sound of a child crying loudly, and the screams and curses of women and men were heard.

These scumbags were still useful. Hongyu beat them up one by one, leaving no marks on their skin.

Then he considerately gave them talismans for sores on their heads and pus on the soles of their feet, as well as syphilitic talismans.

After finishing all this, Hongyu clapped her hands, looked up at the sky which was gradually getting brighter, sighed, quickened her pace, and ran to the young widow's husband's house.

Seeing that the old couple were quite old, he didn’t dare to make them look too scary in his dream, so he had to cast a Taoist talisman in the image of his son, and all six members of the family had the dream.

Hongyu looked at the people crying in their dreams, and then left with satisfaction.

When the sky brightened, Hongyu looked at the city coming alive, strolled around, and bought a large piece of meat to take home early.

After returning home, she started chopping the stuffing while the person was still asleep. She only added a lot of green onions to the stuffing, making the buns pure meat.

The millet porridge is ready, serve it out and let it cool.

They started to steam the buns. The aroma was so overwhelming that the old, middle-aged and youngest were all woken up by the aroma.

They slept so comfortably that the first thing they did when they woke up was to rush to the toilet, and Mr. Feng was the natural champion.

But the Red Army was unwilling to let Feng Yunshu go, so the two of them couldn't go to the toilet together.

Yun Shu didn't notice that Xiaojun was looking at his cannon with a strange look in his eyes, which were wide open, obviously he was greatly shocked.

It is hot now even in the morning. Hongyu is wearing a floral vest. Her little face is flushed from the heat and her neck is covered with sweat.

The old man finished washing and happily sat down to eat. He took a bite of the bun. Hmm! It smelled delicious!

He was suddenly woken up by his greed!

Yunshu and Hongjun came out one after another. Hongyu had just taken out the last pot of buns and smiled at them, saying, "Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. I went to buy meat early this morning. Brother Yunshu must have been exhausted recently, so you need to replenish your body."

Yun Shu smiled and took a basket of buns, intending to put them on the table. Before he could say anything, he lowered his head and subconsciously took a look through the white mist of the buns' heat. He saw Hongyu's white neck and arms, and two white buns faintly visible in her round collar.

The sweat drops on the neck gathered together and slid down into the ravine, disappearing quietly.

Yun Shu swallowed his saliva and swallowed his words.

Hongyu smiled when she saw this, "Brother Yunshu must be hungry. Go wash your hands and have a meal. I'll also change my clothes." As she spoke, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her face, and her delicate body twisted slightly under the cloth.

Yun Shu's face turned red.

Hongjun stepped forward and grabbed his sister's hand. He also wanted to go in and put on a vest. He was in a hurry to pee just now, so he came out in his shorts.

Hongjun raised his head and frowned, asking, "Sister, why is Brother Yunshu's little bird so hairy and so big? I... well."

Yun Shu, who had just turned around in a daze, felt stiff all over and felt like smoke was coming out of his head!

Hongyu's face turned red. She covered his mouth and subconsciously glanced at Yunshu, who had not walked far away. Seeing that he did not react, she thought that he probably did not hear it.

She walked even faster and whispered, "Don't say this outside in the future. If you want to know, talk to Grandpa after dinner. Grandpa knows more."

"Oh!"

Feng Yunshu took a few steps with his hands and feet together, then secretly turned his head to look at them.

The big and the small walked back to the house hand in hand. He suddenly felt that the shirtless little Red Army soldier was a bit annoying. They were all grown boys now and could not sleep with Hongyu anymore!

Inappropriate!

Feng Yunshu put the buns on the table and looked at the old man, whose mouth was covered in gravy. He smiled and touched his head in a casual manner, "Hongyu really takes good care of you. You've gained weight!"

"Get out! Go wash your hands, you little bastard." The old man dodged with some disgust, with a smile in his eyes.

"Need I tell you? Thanks to Hongyu, I feel much better!" He took another big bite of the bun.

Feng Yunshu was also hungry. He smiled and rubbed his grandfather's head, then turned and ran away. He washed his face and neck at the small well and wiped his body with a towel.

He went back to the room and put on a vest. When he came out, Hongyu was serving soup, and the little Red Army soldier was arranging chopsticks. There was also a bowl of red chili oil for him.

His heart suddenly became soft, like a home.

There were 15 buns in a pot, and two pots in total. Hongyu ate three, Hongjun ate four, and the old man ate six.

Feng Yunshu ate all the remaining ones, which were only about the size of Hongyu's fist, and he ate one in two bites.

Hongyu and Hongjun are now used to it, but Hongyu is always a little nervous because no matter how much Yunshu cooks, she will never leave any leftovers.

After every meal she would ask, like now, "Brother Yunshu, are you full?"