Female-dominated society: I want the world, and I also want all the most handsome men!

Chen Chunhua was vaguely hesitant, but would Yan Nanfei let her run away?

“Starting tomorrow, Fengshan and I will sit in front of your house for a while every day. After a year or two, this house will be ours!”

Yan Nanfei sneered and urged her, "Go report to the authorities now. If the magistrate doesn't arrest you, let me know, and I'll start taking over your house."

Feng Shan was particularly helpful: "My wife, I'll go sit at her door right now and try to get her for you as soon as possible."

As Feng Shan turned to leave, Chen Chunhua immediately shouted, "Don't you dare sit in front of my house!"

"You want to take over my house? Watch out, or I'll fight you to the death!"

Yo yo yo, look, look.

If it concerns her interests, does that mean she shouldn't be allowed to extort money from others?

"What, you think you're the only one who's alive, but the two of us aren't?" Yan Nanfei sneered. "I'm telling you right now, if you don't restore my land to its former state, I'll demand three taels of silver in compensation. Otherwise, I'm going to extort this house from you!"

Yan Nanfei's request was no less difficult than climbing to the heavens.

A solid dirt road has already been built, and even if weed seeds are sown, they will not sprout. How can she recover?

"You're making things difficult for me!" Chen Chunhua exploded again: "Aren't you afraid of retribution for acting like this?! Watch out for being struck by lightning!"

"If the Thunder God is going to strike, it will strike you, you disgusting old woman!" Feng Shan's eyes were cold and fierce, and he wished he could tear Chen Chunhua to pieces.

"Ha, if you're so capable, let it strike me!" Chen Chunhua didn't believe that lightning could actually strike her.

The sky is clear and blue now, how could there be thunder?

Feng Shan lowered his gaze, his handsome face tense, and a cold glint appeared in his deep eyes. He stared coldly at Chen Chunhua, as if he wanted to torture her to death.

Chen Chunhua felt a chill run down her spine, and she couldn't help but shiver, instinctively taking a few steps back.

Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded in the sky, accompanied by a deafening roar.

"Ah!" Chen Chunhua was startled and screamed.

She tried to escape, but the next second, a bolt of lightning struck her, knocking her to the ground and leaving her dazed and confused.

The villagers looked at each other, all stunned!

Yan Nanfei narrowed his eyes, looking at Chen Chunhua who was completely stunned by the lightning, and then looked at Feng Shan: "Heavens, Feng Shan, are you perhaps the reincarnation of the God of Thunder? You're always right!"

Feng Shan was somewhat taken aback, not understanding why Yan Nanfei would say such a thing, because he felt it was purely a coincidence.

But only Yan Nanfei knew that giving Feng Shan a high hat was a hat that could make people respect him.

In the future, even if someone wants to bully Fengshan, they'll have to think twice before they get struck by lightning!

"If anyone bullies us again in the future, you can let lightning strike those bad guys!" Yan Nanfei said, linking arms with Feng Shan, his eyes filled with admiration.

The villagers, seeing Chen Chunhua lying motionless after being struck by lightning, dared not approach her, fearing that the closure of the mountain would anger them and force them to comply.

It was the village chief who managed to keep things calm: "Where is her husband? Go and call him over quickly, and take her to town for treatment."

“Her husband went to her parents’ home a few days ago and won’t be back for a while.” Someone who was close to her husband said, “Why don’t you take her to town, village chief?”

The village chief frowned and subconsciously looked at Yan Nanfei: "Nanfei, the mountain is closed off, what do you think of this?"

Even the village chief is afraid of being struck by lightning!

She's a human being too!

"Fengshan, what do you think?" Yan Nanfei posed the question to Fengshan.

Feng Shan glanced coldly at the oblivious Chen Chunhua: "It's none of my business."

"Since we won't get compensation or have it restored, we won't let this go!" Feng Shan's voice was icy: "We're not pushovers, we're not people to be trifled with!"

After leaving behind these two sentences, Fengshan put his arm around Yan Nanfei's slender waist and left, too lazy to stay in this messy affair any longer.

After walking a distance, Yan Nanfei stopped and looked at Feng Shan with sparkling eyes: "Feng Shan, you were so cool just now!"

Feng Shan could vaguely hear Yan Nanfei praising him.

"It's all thanks to the good wife of the bishop."

Feng Shan understood Yan Nanfei's thoughts, but only a second too late. She wanted to give him a guarantee, a guarantee that would make people fear his guarantee.

"As a reward, I'll let you kiss me." Yan Nanfei leaned closer, and in the sunlight, her skin looked exceptionally delicate, with a faint blush, like a ripe peach.

Without hesitation, Feng Shan reached out and embraced Yan Nanfei's waist, then lowered his head to kiss her luscious lips...

Fengshan's kiss was gentle and light, as if afraid of startling her, yet not daring to be too forceful, as if afraid of hurting her.

The two kissed for a long time, until Yan Nanfei felt like she was about to suffocate, and Feng Shan finally released her lips.

"My lady, are you satisfied?" Feng Shan asked breathlessly, his voice hoarse yet alluring, revealing hints of arousal.

Yan Nanfei smiled seductively, his expression alluring: "Satisfied, very satisfied."

Fengshan is so strong in every aspect, how could Yan Nanfei not be satisfied?

I was extremely happy to be praised for closing the mountain.

"Hehe." He chuckled憨憨地, looking both handsome and adorable: "My wife, is there any dish you'd like to eat? I'll make it for you."

Chen Chunhua has been delayed for so long, it's already afternoon.

Yan Nanfei instantly recited the names of the dishes, but Feng Shan had already seen all the dishes Yan Nanfei mentioned from the recipes Yan Nanfei had given him.

Feng Shan nodded solemnly: "No problem, if my wife wants to eat it, I will make it for her!"

There are some vegetables that we don't have at home, and it's too far to go to town.

By the time they went back and forth, it would be eight or nine o'clock.

In addition, at this time of day, there's no one driving the donkey cart.

The idea of ​​buying it in town is clearly not feasible.

Yan Nanfei understood what Fengshan was thinking: "It's okay. There are some dishes we can't make. We'll go to town to buy ingredients another day and cook them when we have enough. Let's make what we can now."

Feng Shan looked slightly dejected. He felt sorry for Yan Nanfei for not being able to let her eat the dishes she wanted.

Yan Nanfei lowered his head, a sly smile playing on his lips.

Back home, Feng Shan cooked in the kitchen, while Yan Nanfei rested in the main room.

Doing absolutely nothing feels so good!

Yan Nanfei hummed a little tune happily, then took out a bunch of ingredients from his spatial storage.

All of these were dishes she had just listed, but which she didn't have at home.

Not only that, Yan Nanfei also took out one of each of the seasonings.

Although Feng Shan's cooking skills were superb, the fact that it only contained salt was unacceptable to Yan Nanfei, who had lived two lives. To her, the flavor was simply too bland!

"Fengshan, come here, I have a surprise for you!" Yan Nanfei said mysteriously yet excitedly, successfully summoning Fengshan.

"My lady, what are these things?" Feng Shan's eyes widened. He recognized the ingredients, but he didn't recognize the bottles and jars of different heights and colors in front of him.