my hungry husband

An Le suddenly had the feeling of being abandoned by his wife, and suddenly felt bitter, and couldn't say that I am your wife, and wanted to explain but didn't know where to start.

He gestured in frustration, and instead asked Jiang Mingyu: "Don't you know these things?"

Jiang Mingyu looked at him deeply, shaking her head slowly.

It's miserable enough to think about it this way, but after being in a coma for a while, when she woke up, she found that she had an extra wife.

An Le scratched her head, and simply threw the question out, saying, "Go ask your family."

Speaking of which, he was also tricked by the Jiang family, so he wanted to find a live bait for Jiang Mingyu.

Thinking of it like this is still a little angry, if he hadn't been bold, careful, courageous and resourceful, if he had been replaced by the original owner, he might have been taken to sacrifice to heaven by the ghost.

An Le didn't dare to complain, he was still a little afraid of Jiang Mingyu, so he could only stare at the opposite person with a pair of sad eyes.

Jiang Mingyu silently let him stare without saying anything.

It was only then that An Le realized that this person's personality was a bit cold, not like warm jade but like jadeite, calm and cold, which contrasted too much with his frenzy when eating.

Speaking of eating, An Le suddenly remembered something, broke out in a cold sweat, and blurted out, "Where's my chicken!" Will it be eaten?

Jiang Mingyu: "..." It sounded like he was driving, but there was no proof. He bowed his head and took out the big golden feather rooster from under the bed and put it on the mattress.

An Le quickly patted its neck, and looked at Jiang Mingyu suspiciously.

Jiang Mingyu explained to herself: "Just now at dawn it wanted to crow, but I stopped it."

No matter what method was used to stop it, An Le understood that Jiang Mingyu was worried that the rooster crowing would disturb her sleeping self, out of good intentions, and she wrongly blamed him, so she touched the tip of her nose embarrassedly.

The morning light is beautiful. Looking through the window, you can see the trees swaying with the wind, all the restrictions are lifted, and the flowers and trees are alive. This is the most peaceful morning Anle has spent after crossing.

"At least tell me your name." Jiang Mingyu's voice was like water dripping on a jade plate.

"Anle."

Jiang Mingyu nodded, looked at An Le, frowned, and said, "You are very special."

An Le: "?" What kind of tyrant's declaration is this, and the next sentence will be followed by "You are very special, I have a crush on you as a woman" or something like that.

Besides, the most special person here should be Jiang Mingyu herself.

Just when An Le was about to inquire carefully, Jiang Mingyu's face suddenly changed, and he said shortly, "Someone is here." Then she turned over on the bunk, pulled the quilt over it, and closed her eyes.

An Le was stunned by his swift movements.

Then someone went straight through the wedding hall outside and broke into their bedroom.

An Le looked up, and saw that it was the assistant he met at the beginning.

An Le just woke up, still sitting on the bed and didn't get up in time, while Jiang Mingyu lay quietly beside him.

So when the assistant led a group of strong men to stand at the door of the bedroom, he saw two people covering the same quilt.

The assistant raised an eyebrow subtly.

An Le: "..." I can explain this.

He stared at Jiang Mingyu, who was pretending to be asleep, in bewilderment. Just as he was about to speak, he felt his hand under the quilt being touched.

Someone hooked his fingers and tugged gently.

An Le swallowed back what she wanted to ask, and glared at the assistant instead, covering for Jiang Mingyu, and said, "Why didn't you knock on the door, there is still a patient here."

The assistant looked around Anle with his eyes, and then looked at Jiang Mingyu, who had his eyes closed, with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "It only took three days to solve it, and I found the right person."

When An Le thought that this assistant pushed him into the fire pit, he was very dissatisfied, and said, "There was an accident almost in the past three days. If you didn't inform me about such a dangerous thing in advance, you are breaking the law."

The assistant smiled: "At the beginning you promised very firmly and even signed the contract. Anything may happen in the middle, and you will bear the consequences. It has nothing to do with us. It is written in black and white. Do you need me to show it to you?"

A profiteer, An Le was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, and the original owner was too easy to fool.

"Anyway, aren't you fine now?" The assistant looked at the two people side by side teasingly, and said, "There is still leisure to enjoy life, so there is no danger."

... I can't tell clearly, where is the time to enjoy life after being chased by ghosts.

"Besides, didn't we send you a helper?" The assistant pointed to the dazed rooster and said, "It grew up eating grain irrigated by spiritual spring water. Don't you think it is smarter than ordinary chickens?"

This time, fortunately, he was accompanied by this rooster, and his life was saved by calling the dawn several times.

The assistant added: "The meat is also better than ordinary chicken."

The rooster stretched its neck and was about to pass out.

Why do these people like to scare a chicken?

The idiot also knew that all of this was well-arranged. They already knew that there was a ghost in this house. An Le said angrily to the assistant: "I'm sorry for what happened before, so I can leave now, right?"

The assistant still kept a perfect smile and said, "Then you have to ask my husband."

He walked around to Jiang Mingyu's bed, squatted down, and whispered in Jiang Mingyu's ear: "Sir, I was bedridden before, and the old man was really worried, so I asked someone to make a fortune, saying that the best way is to get rid of misfortunes and make good luck." It was a joy to marry a wife, so the old man helped the husband find a daughter-in-law with excellent fortune, and bought him a villa with excellent Fengshui, I don’t know how the husband’s newlywed life is going these few days.”

He said, looked at An Le, and said with a smile: "At first, I thought that the ghost in this house had dissipated, and I thought that the husband had recovered, but now I look at it, and the husband is still in a coma. It seems that it is useless to be happy."

An Le felt that the hand hooking his little finger under the quilt was stiff.

Why is Chongxi useless? It's so useful. If he passes out for a while and someone finds him a wife, he will almost wake up.

The assistant continued to be angry: "Maybe it's because there is not enough time and the effect is not good. Why don't you stay here for a few more days?"

Jiang Mingyu's self-cultivation was much better than An Le imagined, he finally opened his eyes, and just gave the assistant a cold look.

"Great, Chongxi is still useful, sir is awake." The assistant congratulated without sincerity, and Jiang Mingyu didn't pretend he didn't pretend, so he said to the two, "Mr. may be full, but madam is so tired these days." I'm hungry after working so hard, why don't we find a place to eat and chat."

This proposal is in He Anle's mind.

He and Jiang Mingyu separated their hands under the quilt silently, and the two got out of bed with their heads down, without looking at each other.

An Le went to the bathroom to clean it up. He smeared vinegar on his face yesterday, and he felt like a vinegar octopus.

When he looked in the mirror, he found some red marks on his forehead, which didn't seem to be left by vinegar, and he was still a little hot.

An Le instinctively guessed what Jiang Mingyu had done, but she couldn't remember clearly, and didn't bother to investigate further, so she took a shower and hurried out.

One is that he no longer wants to stay in this villa, and the other is that he is really hungry.

When An Le stepped out of the gate of the villa, she was still in a trance.

He looked back at the luxurious house behind him, with colorful paint and white walls. When the owner designed it, he put a lot of effort and expectations into it, but who would have thought that there was a devil hiding in the dark of this house.

Anyway, he didn't want to come again.

This was the first time An Le walked on the street after crossing. He felt like crying when he saw the pedestrians and vehicles on the road. Even the broken shared bicycles illegally occupying the road on the street moved him.

The assistant sent a car to take them to a high-end restaurant. The Jiang family was indeed rich, and they couldn't afford the car even after selling Anle.

Jiang Mingyu remained silent all the way, without expressing any opinions, and looked out of the car window with her chin propped up.

An Le inexplicably felt that since he knew that she was his daughter-in-law who fell from the sky, his attitude became much colder.

It was not until the three of them sat down at the dinner table that the assistant formally introduced himself.

The assistant's surname is Cui, and his name is Cui Huan. He is the secretary of the head of the Jiang family.The head of the Jiang family was the old man Cui Huan was talking about, and also Jiang Mingyu's uncle, but An Le remembered the photos he had seen on the Internet. The head of the Jiang family didn't look very old, so he didn't know why he called him so old.

Now that An Le has rolled around in the haunted house, Cui Huan stopped hiding and told An Le everything.

Jiang's family used to be a family of geomantic omens. Their ancestors used to be very famous for their business of setting up houses for people, attracting blessings and avoiding disasters.

This stunned An Le for a moment, he couldn't see it, he thought the Jiang family was a pure businessman, after all they made so much money in the business circle.

Cui Huan smiled and answered his doubts: "The Jiang family only started to do business in the past few generations. After all, working for others is not as good as being your own boss."

With the ancestral skill of surveying Fengshui, the Jiang family's business will naturally grow bigger and bigger.

Although entering business, the Jiang family still inherited the talents bestowed on them by God, and every once in a while there would be wizards who were very sensitive to metaphysics in the family.

Jiang Mingyu is one of them.

"My husband was sick and weak since he was a child, and he really didn't lie to you." Secretary Cui said so, An Le secretly glanced at Jiang Mingyu, Jiang Mingyu lowered his eyes, noncommittal.

"Mr. was born with a special physique, and he usually needs to be nourished with hostility to maintain his health." Cui Huan spoke briefly, but An Le didn't understand. What kind of special method is it?But obviously Secretary Cui didn't want to say more, but said, "Anyway, you need to eat something harsh, the more sinister and unlucky, the better."

An Le thought to herself, I have seen it before.

"If you don't eat, you will be very weak."

He also understands this. If you don't eat, you will be hungry. Can you not be weak when you are hungry?

"Because of eating, Mr. unintentionally solved a lot of difficult problems for others. Then his fame grew, and many people came to him to exorcise evil spirits."

An Le was speechless for a while. Others thought he was a celestial master in catching ghosts, but in fact he was just hungry and wanted to eat.

Isn't this great, the more people come to look for it, the more food will be delivered to your door.

Cui Huan sighed at this point: "But some time ago, for some reason, my husband suddenly drove away all the people who came to ask for help, locked himself in the house, and refused to go out. Then because there was nothing to eat for many days, fell into a coma."

An Le: "..."

Therefore, fainting from hunger is actually self-made. ...,,