C54

My wife clearly likes me a lot too! Last time he said that he had let his mouth slip and asked his wife if he could still stick together every day when he had grown up, but she actually refused him decisively!

The little fatty was at a loss as to what to do with his fingers. He could now maintain his young look for a long time, and when the Cultivation Level breaks through to the Infant Stage, he would be able to maintain the appearance he wants forever. However, what if my wife is so shy, worried about others' words? As expected, a demoness was more realistic. They just liked to be together!

Ren Ang sneaked a glance at Huang Jiang.

Huang Jiang shook his leaves and quietly scratched Little Fatty's feet.

Bastard! Taking advantage again! Ren Ang retracted his leg and stood behind his wife. He started to make her hair beautiful.

He talked about a lot of things that had happened recently. The Second Aunt did not want to give her a copper coin, he only wanted to give her wheat bran and corn cob; the Village Head's son wanted to seduce the pretty widow while her wife was still alive; and —

"That crow flew home."

"Understood, your body is filled with that smelly bird's demonic aura." Ren Ang casually grabbed a few blossoming flowers and placed them on his wife's head. He wanted to use the fragrance of the plants to suppress the demonic aura!

"She Miao smiled." I see that Crow has been recovering quite well. I wonder when my husband will come down the mountain with me? " Crow, who couldn't beat her husband, rushed up to the door full of energy. Her husband was cultivating in the Spiritual Concentration Array every day, so no matter what, he should be stronger than the bird, right?

Being stared at by his wife's bright and beautiful eyes, Ren Ang touched his nose guiltily, muttering to himself for a while, before burying his head onto the seedling's neck and rubbing it, carefully saying: "Going down the mountain is such a trouble, being watched by so many people …" The last time he saw the Minister, he had been nagging him for a long time about men and women not being close to each other and not being able to live together before their marriage. He had also hinted that he should marry his wife as soon as possible.

A light suddenly flashed through Ren Ang's mind!

"How about we choose a good day and arrange the marriage first?" He looked at his wife with wide, hopeful eyes.

Seedling tilted his head and thought that this idea was not bad. After all, she was already past twenty-eight and was already an old maid. Even if she did not get married, the villagers' gazes would always make her feel uncomfortable.

As long as the two of them officially paid their respects, no one was allowed to gossip!

Since her grandfather had passed away, she had volunteered to be filial for a year, but that didn't stop her from preparing the marriage. After the autumn harvest, they could see the auspicious day when they were married.

It was decided! He secretly clenched his fists. However, when she turned around and saw a chubby little bun like face, her heroic spirit was instantly diluted.

"Husband, are you just going to follow me down the mountain?" He Miao pinched the little bun with a wooden face. Hm, the feel is pretty good.

Little Fatso embarrassedly fluttered about and jumped to the ground. He slowly stretched his limbs and stretched his body, turning into a graceful figure … Children. Actually, he wanted to become a teenager. Fortunately, he remembered his appearance and approximate age when he appeared in front of others, so he could only grow a little bit older.

The seedlings stared at him and sized him up. Indeed, they had only grown a little. However, was it really okay to pay respects to such a husband?

The seedlings had the feeling that their cattle were eating tender grass, and felt quite disgusted with it.

"Let's go!" Ren Ang didn't know what his wife was thinking. He heroically waved goodbye to her and stepped onto the dishonest Huang Jiang before he happily left the mountain.

Halfway through, Ren Ang suddenly stopped, patted his forehead, and walked back while holding onto the seedling's hand.

"What's wrong?" He was confused, but he didn't hesitate. He followed his husband, and as he turned the corner onto the other side of the slope, she quickly took his hand.

"Husband, what are you doing?" Beyond that lay the village cemetery.

Ren Ang looked back and smiled at her, then mysteriously said: "I found some good stuff, it just happens to be good enough to be my wife's dowry." Ren Ang was not lacking in money, any hair on his body that was casually pulled out was a rare treasure, but he would never do this kind of thing that would harm his own people! If the roots accidentally fell off, that would be another story. Every part of his body was overflowing with spirit energy and he cherished them greatly. If not for the fact that he accidentally broke two of them in order to save Miao, he wouldn't have been able to exchange for the little donkey.

Therefore, besides self-abuse, the fastest way for him to earn money was —

Treasure foraging!

Other than building secret chambers, humans loved to bury valuable things underground! As a monster of the botanical world, it had the best relationship with the land. It was impossible to have money with just a few exchanges.

He Miao saw that Ren Ang was really walking down towards the tomb, and his entire body became gloomy.

When she saw the small figure squat down beside a large tree and grab a bundle from the ground, she wanted to cover her face and run away!

No doubt about it, what was in the bag was definitely the funeral objects!

Husband, you are such a miser, isn't that great! Also, disrespecting or something like that would be met with divine retribution!

Ren Ang carried his backpack and walked in front of the seedlings, not caring about her black and red face, and happily placed the bundle on the ground and opened it. Inside were indeed gold, silver, jade, and other items that looked like burial items.

He felt that he could not condone his husband's immoral behavior, so he advised him: "Husband, this is wrong! "These are their ancestors' heirlooms. They loved them when they were alive, and were buried with them for a long time …"

Ren Ang's face was filled with surprise, he interrupted her and asked, "Who said it was a dead person's thing?"

The young man choked. Isn't this obvious!

Ren Ang shook his head in disapproval, and acted as if he was sad, "Could it be that your husband is such a despicable person in my wife's eyes?"

She Miao lowered her eyes, feeling somewhat helpless. Her lips quivered as she said in a small voice, "I naturally believe in my husband."

"That's how it should be." The little fatty nodded majestically, then suddenly cracked open a smile. He happily pulled his wife down and squatted down, flipping through the books one by one.

"Hey, this pair of silver bracelets, you can usually wear it without making a fuss. Just say that I'm the one who gave it to you." These gold and jade ornaments are your husband's betrothal gifts. " After saying that, Ren Ang picked up a pair of lilac earrings and placed it beside the wife's face. He nodded his head in satisfaction, "You can also bring this pair."

After carefully examining the ornaments, he suddenly realized: how could this be a funeral? Wasn't this a piece of jewelry that could only be worn by wealthy women? This was a cemetery in the village, how could there be such a precious burial item? It was said that when his grandmother left, she had buried only one jewellery box, which contained the old grillwork, comb, mirror, and other pottery pots and pots that were commonly used by old grannies.

Puzzled, she asked.

Ren Ang replied with a smile: "I accidentally found this thief buried here while I was cultivating."