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In the early morning, as soon as the smoke slowly rose in the village, the sound of firecrackers began to be heard.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, dumplings in the morning can be regarded as a continuation of the New Year flavor.
Mr. Long was awakened by the noisy firecrackers. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw nothing around him.
Could it be that I drank too much yesterday and it was all a dream?
But if you can have such a dream every day, it’s not bad, so why get married?
I sat up, lit a cigarette, and saw He Naizi standing on the ground.
Dressed neatly, with a little makeup, under the surviving ray of sunshine, she looks extraordinary.
Mr. Long took a puff of cigarette and felt a little high. How could such a big girl have anything to do with him? He must have drunk too much and was dreaming.
However, He Naizi's next move scared Master Long's smoke away.
Seeing that Mr. Long was getting up, He Naizi quickly brought a cup of tea, knelt on the kang, and handed it over.
"Long Sang, you're awake. First drink some tea to refresh yourself."
Originally, He Naizi's action of passing the tea forward frightened Master Long and made him want to hide. In the past, this girl liked to throw away tableware.
But after hearing He Naizi's words and his gentle attitude, Long Shao was swayed.
I was so numb that I took the tea, which was still warm, and drank it in one gulp. What kind of trouble was going on?
Seeing Mr. Long's shocked expression after drinking the tea, He Naizi smiled softly.
"Long Sang, I drank too much yesterday, I'm really sorry and I couldn't control it.
No matter what you say, from now on, you are mine, and I will definitely be responsible for you."
The impact of these words was quite strong. The tea that Mr. Long had not swallowed was instantly sprayed out, hitting He Naizi's face, all her makeup was gone.
Dizzy, isn’t this a dream? What on earth did you do last night?
Judging from He Naizi's attitude, he seemed to accept it happily.
Then who do you think you are?
Cut the door upside down?
How could I, a handsome man who is only over one foot but less than eight feet tall, do such things as disgrace his ancestors?
Just as Long Shao was about to speak, He Naizi wiped the water from his face and continued to speak softly, showing a rare lack of anger.
"When Baqi finishes the work here and takes away my mountain, you can go back with me. There is endless glory and wealth there, which are all my betrothal gifts for you."
By the way, if you knock on the door upside down, you will need to receive a dowry gift.
How expensive is glory and wealth?
Mr. Long's imagination is a bit lacking.
If it's so expensive, it's not unacceptable to open the door upside down.
I just heard that in the future, my children will not be able to bear my surname. Young Master Long was not mentally prepared.
He Naizi said, touching her lower abdomen with her hand.
"In the future, we will have children, who are nobles from the Nyimacha family and the Nala family.
When the time comes, overthrow the elders and let us listen to politics from behind the curtain in the Shinto Church and truly keep our word."
Nimacha?
Narashi?
Young Master Long definitely didn't understand it, but it sounded like it was very noble and rare.
I was about to say something, but I had to say something, although Mr. Long didn’t know what to say.
The cellar door was opened.
Baqi walked in furiously and was obviously taken aback when he saw Master Long's appearance.
"Hey, you are so willing.
For the sake of blood, did you get involved?
You have such a strong mouth, how can you swallow such a top-quality product?"
What did the old lady say?
Mr. Long was not happy at that time. What happened to He Naizi? You have to have a good figure and good looks, so why can't you say it?
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the small mirror hanging above the kang, and at the same time he saw himself in the mirror.
What was originally a big back is now a mess.
Pale face, big nose, small eyes, and eye mucus.
He was shirtless and wrapped around the quilt, revealing his ribs, and he was so thin that he was irritated.
Only when I saw this image of myself did I realize that I was the one who was the best.
Young Master Long wanted to understand this, and unconsciously pulled the quilt up to cover his less muscular chest, and his face felt a little feverish.
Yes, how could He Naizi fall in love with herself?
Is it all because of the work permit I stole?
Is that identity that I made up that important?
Sensing Master Long's embarrassment, He Naizi knelt and turned around, facing Baqi.
"Why are you so talkative? Does it have anything to do with you whether you are the best or not?
No matter what he is in your eyes, in my heart he is a first-class good husband."
Baqi chuckled and started looking for a container without arguing with He Naizi.
"Yeah, so you don't have taboos.
I have no control over it and it has nothing to do with me. Just do whatever you like.
Why don’t you even have a decent container?”
When Mr. Long heard about the good husband, his face became even more ashamed. He didn't even believe it when he heard it. He Naizi was indeed serious.
Watching Baqi rummaging there, he didn't know what to do. He thought to himself that he was the master, and he had to act like a master.
He reached out and pulled the bottomed wine barrel.
"Auntie, is this bucket okay? What do you want to put it in?"
Baqi took the wine barrel and poured the remaining wine on the ground. He was very satisfied with the capacity.
"Okay, fill it with blood. Come over here and fill it up."
Thirty kilograms of loose white bucket, full?
Young Master Long quickly hid in the innermost corner of the kang and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.
"Auntie, don't be joking. Can chicken blood or pig blood be used?
Do you want to make blood sausage or blood tofu?"
Seeing Mr. Long hiding inside, Baqi was a little impatient. He was in a hurry, so why didn't he cooperate?
He raised his legs to get on the kang, but was stopped by He Naizi.
"He is my man, and from now on, no one but me can touch him.
What on earth are you going to do?"
Looking at He Naizi's graceful back, although not tall and powerful, Young Master Long was moved for the first time, and the sense of security given to him at this moment was definitely comparable to that of Cai Gen.
It seems that what she said just now was not just said casually. It's good to have someone to protect her.
Baqi became even more impatient when he saw He Naizi's serious look.
"The seals under the lake are forty-two totem poles. No one can open them until they are unlocked.
No one knows what is inside, but it has something to do with the Lord anyway.
I experimented yesterday and used his blood to untie two of them.
There are still forty totem poles left. Bring more this time to save yourself the trouble of going back and forth.
Why are you stopping me?
Isn’t it just borrowing seeds?
Do you still want to raise her?"
Young Master Long didn't understand either. Anyway, what he said was definitely not good for him.
"He Naizi, protect me. The bucket is so big that all the blood in my body can't hold it."
He Naizi understood that what Baqi was interested in was definitely not simple, and he probably couldn't stop it.
However, Young Master Long is still useful, and he can still be counted on to improve his family's bloodline.
He snatched the wine barrel from Baqi's hand and said viciously.
"I said, no one can touch my man.
Besides, after catching this bucket, he will die."
Long Shaogang wanted He Naizi to give a thumbs up, but He Naizi got on the bed with a wine bucket.
"Come on, Long Sang, let's just pick up the bottom of the barrel and recover before continuing."
"Let her make two more trips and torture her to death."
"Don't struggle, I'll try to be gentle."
"Be good, clench your fist, unclench it, clench your fist again, and unclench it again"
