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Chapter 110: Senior Wife Controls Strictly

As the old lady watched, she became very angry and started accusing her like a barrage of accusations.

"You don't even know how to make a bed sheet or quilt? Are you going back home as you live longer? Do you know how to steal things? What use do you have for me?"

"And what's more, you don't know how to use spiritual energy to wrap up the odor and remove it when cleaning? What exactly did you practice when you entered Taoism? What's the use of recovering your cultivation after your injuries are healed?"

"Here, what is that on this window? Why does it smell so bad? Your nose is broken? You can't even smell it?"

"And this!"

"And this, this, this, this..."

The old man's face became increasingly pale, and he suddenly felt that he had been paralyzed for so many years, which was actually the happiest and most comfortable period of his life.

Now that he has recovered, it means that he has once again fallen into the clutches of the devil and fallen into the terror of being dominated.

After finally finishing the work in a hurry, my wife made the whole room smell delicious and full of life.

Bedding, including quilts, sheets, pillows, pillow covers, etc., were all changed.

But the old man just felt exhausted and couldn't lift his spirits at all.

"I have just recovered a little bit. I have been paralyzed for decades. As soon as I recovered, they treated me like a cow or a horse..."

The old man felt extremely wronged.

I'm still a patient!

Now my eyelids are so tormented that I just want to sleep.

"Finally, it's almost done." The old lady is no longer an old lady now, her whole face is as radiant as a young lady in her thirties.

He looked at the room with satisfaction, pointed to the chair and said, "Sit down and let's talk."

"Let's talk?" The old man was dumbfounded: "What else are you talking about?"

"Hey... you take the time to replace these two chairs... or now..." The old lady frowned: "Forget it, let's settle it... we'll talk about it later."

The old man's face was completely distorted.

Looking back on the past few decades of paralysis, I have forgotten almost all my previous life experiences. Every day I have to put my hands on clothes, food, and mouth. I don’t even have to do it myself to urinate and defecate. There are also my wife’s soft words and small talk from time to time.

Comfort is simply a life lived by a fairy.

I still complain and complain every day. I really don’t know what I think!

Now think about it, what a happy and joyful day it was when I was paralyzed.

Although I definitely don’t want to be paralyzed anymore, I really miss those days!

Now I suddenly wake up. After recovering from the disease, I have endless work to do, every moment, every moment, every month, every year, every year, every year. The good days are gone forever!

"And your hair, your beard, you said... I was really blind back then, why did I marry you, and I have been blind for so many years..."

The old lady began to complain habitually, and the old man began to clean up in a hurry.

Then……

"Why don't you care about making yourself younger? I have recovered more than 30% and less than 40%, but all the cultivation I recovered has been used on my face. What do you think? I'm not doing this for you.

, in order to give you face, it would be better for you to still look like you have your nose buried in loess, don’t I want to lose face?"

"..."

The old man was speechless.

After finally recovering some cultivation, wouldn't it be good to use it to nourish the body, protect it and ward off enemies, and save it for emergencies?

Just use it on your face?

It's simply sick and putting the cart before the horse.

I love being pretty!

Safety is more important than anything else, okay?

Besides, I've been used to seeing you like an old woman for so many years, and you suddenly turned into a beautiful young woman. Why do I feel uncomfortable!

I always feel like I'm having an affair behind my wife's back...

"Tell me, why did Mr. Feng give us such a good elixir? The effectiveness of these two elixirs is at least ten times greater than the previous four. What kind of pharmacological advancement and adjustment of the elixir ratio can achieve this?

What effect does it have? But if you feel carefully, the medicinal materials used in the elixir are really the same as the original medicinal materials. It is incredible and unbelievable." The old lady asked the old man.

It is said that a long-term illness makes a good doctor, and both their husbands and wife died. Once the high-ranking monks and powerful men fell into the dust, they naturally searched for good doctors in many ways and took many precious elixirs, but only rarely with any results. Then they had no choice but to return to the ordinary.

But he is quite familiar with pharmacological and medicinal materials.

I have to delve into it.

The old man rolled his eyes and was busy shaving, with no intention of paying attention.

After being married for so many years, he has already understood his wife's temper. When his wife asks why, he only needs to echo her words without answering.

She will naturally answer and make her own decision.

Such as now.

The old man responded: "Yes, why?"

Old lady: "He suddenly gave us such a good medicine; and this medicine was given to that person before, so why come? In addition to forming a good relationship, is there any intention to verify something?"

The old man corrected: "Why go!"

"Don't I know why he asked me to go? Shut up! You're talking about serious things!"

The old lady suddenly became furious.

The old man lowered his head silently and remained silent.

"Tell me, what's his intention of testing us with these magical medicines? If we are really good at cultivation, and it's not low, he cures us just to form a good relationship and simply make us grateful to him?

"

The old man's face became solemn: "The purpose of those four pills at the beginning was probably just for a good destiny, a chance meeting. With his shallow cultivation, he could never see our true identity and cultivation. Now, now

, there are two words to say, but old lady, do you dare to say that the purpose of our coming to Yuezhou City is simple? Isn't it just for Feng Xiaozi, hoping to get a chance to get better from his injury, and now the hope has come true, you

Why are you pondering so much?"

"Don't talk nonsense to me. Let me ask you, Feng Xiaozi is all alone in this world and has no one to rely on. It's quite pitiful. Do you think you are right?" said the old lady.

The old man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, it's quite pitiful."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The old lady said: "I really want to help this child, what about you?"

The old man nodded: "Me too."

The old lady said: "You just said that when we were of little value before, people helped us out of kindness. Now that we are reunited, they don't mind that we didn't tell the truth before, and they still give us such elixirs. This

He’s just a good kid, right?”

Old man: "Of course."

Old lady: "So we can't be ungrateful and act like white-eyed wolves. We can't do things that backfire on our benefactors. Are you right?"

The old man said: "Yes, white-eyed wolves are definitely not allowed to do it. It is an act of an animal to turn back on one's benefactor."

The old lady said: "After we recover, we have nowhere else to go, don't you think?"

The old man nodded firmly: "Yes, there is no other place to go."

The old lady said: "In that case, what I mean is, let's stay and help him?"

The old man expressed his heartfelt agreement: "I think so too."

The old lady said: "Let's not talk about the friendship between Feng Xiaozi and just talk about the oath we made back then. Do you still remember..."

The old man's face was dark: "How can I not remember that the vows I made back then, every word, are still ringing in my ears."

The old lady's face was even more pleased: "It's rare that we have such an agreement. In this case, let's stay here."

The old man kept saying: "Okay, okay, I completely agree with you."

The old lady felt that she had solved a big problem, and she felt relieved immediately, and said: "Now that the injury is good and the body has recovered, and she has decided to stay and help Feng Xiaozi, we have to plan carefully. What is the use of the two of us and how can we do it?"

Help Feng Xiaozi."

The old man said: "It's true that the injury is great, but the cultivation level has only recovered 30%, and the combat power is still very limited."

"hehe……"

The old lady squinted her eyes.

"It's somewhat useful," the old man said immediately.

"First of all, we can no longer do our old job." The old lady said.

"We definitely can't do it again." The old man nodded.

"So, let's take the initiative to discuss with Mr. Feng tomorrow?" The old lady showed her intention to solicit for the first time.

"Okay, let's discuss it with him tomorrow." The old man still responded repeatedly and expressed his agreement.

"In that case, there's nothing to do now, so just go to sleep." The old lady said.

"Okay, okay, okay." The old man was very excited.

"Go and sleep over there, not next to me. You are so ugly now that I can't even see you." The old lady said.

"..."



It was a rare night when Feng Yin didn't go out to do any tasks.

The mood is somewhat depressed.

That night, he had a dream, dreaming that the little eagle and the little falcon flew back, both wearing crowns and looking majestic.

But he still came close to him and rubbed his legs with his pointed mouth, just like before.

I was stroking the feathers of the two little ones, and I was filled with joy that was beyond words.

In addition to the joy, I was disturbed by my sweet dreams. When I suddenly woke up, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

Fortunately, there was still little Fengying by his side. Fengyin gently touched Fengying's body, and his mood gradually calmed down.

When I walked out of the room, the sky was barely bright.

Then Feng Yin was stunned.

He couldn't help but turn his head and look.

Did I go to the wrong room? Or did I go to the wrong door?

Is this my home?

Didn’t I just come to someone else’s house to sleep?

In the yard, in front of the door.

A man and a woman were looking at themselves with complacent smiles. The man was handsome and strong, about thirty-five, sixty-seven, or eighty-nine years old. Anyway, he was about the same age. His face was sharp and angular, and his eyes were bright.

The woman looks to be in her twenties, nineties or thirties. Anyway, she looks very young and very beautiful. She is exactly the age when a woman is most charming.

That temperament, Feng Yin's feeling is even better than that of He Xiangming.

The clothes of both of them were very low-key and simple, but it made Feng Yin feel that these clothes were definitely not ordinary goods, they should be quite high-end, which is the so-called high-end atmosphere and class, low-key luxury and connotation.

But where did this couple come from?

Why are you at my house, and why are you looking at me and smiling as if you look familiar?


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