The business with Yu Erye was not negotiated, and in the end he even broke up unhappily, Du Jun returned to the farm with a stomach, exuding the breath that no one should enter within three zhang, which made the people around him feel cold.

It wasn't until after a crazy almost masochistic archery training that Du Jun was sweating profusely, and this depression gradually dissipated.

This is Du Jun's way to relieve his anger, and it was the same when he was in school in his previous life, when he ran around the playground until he was exhausted and didn't even have the strength to stand up, he didn't have the strength to regain his anger, but now Yang Yuwan suffered, looking at the scarred arrow target shot by Du Jun, and wanted to cry without tears.

That's it, let's go and change a batch tomorrow, these things are Du Jun's, and it's not a pity if they are broken, Yang Yuwan kept comforting herself in her heart.

When it was time for dinner, Song Jiang, who had not been seen for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of Du Jun.

It's dark, and it's thin!

Du Jun looked at it twice, and with a "yah", he threw off his chopsticks, like a heavy cannonball thrown into the man's arms.

It's been a long time, it's been almost twenty days, and I really miss him.

Song Jiang was pushed so much that he almost fell down, staggered back a few steps before he stabilized, and hugged his wife in his arms with a wry smile.

The lady is too enthusiastic and not very good, her chest hurts!!

After Man Cang and the others saw Du Jun's movements, they were surprised and quickly disappeared with blushing faces, and the surroundings were quiet, and the empty world was given to the two people who had reunited after a long absence.

The moment he threw himself into Song Jiang's arms, Du Jun knew that he was Meng Lang, and they were not sure how they would laugh at her, but ..... But...... This is his own man, so what is there to be ashamed of? As for the respect between husband and wife in this era,, whoever loves to respect each other like a guest will go, and she Du Jun has nothing to do with her, she just wants Song Jiang, how can she love it!

Song Jiang's ears were red, and he wanted to remind Du Jun that it would be rude to do so, but he was afraid of hurting Du Jun.

"Xiaojun, Xiaojun", Song Jiang lowered his head and whispered in Du Jun's ear.

"Hmm", Du Jun stretched out the end note, his arm became more and more forceful, and said coquettishly: "Let me hold it for a while, just for a while." ”

There was a strong dependence in Du Jun's tone, Song Jiang couldn't help curling the corners of his lips, and stroked Du Jun's head dotingly, the lady can hug it if she wants, as long as the lady likes it, fortunately, it is in the yard, and no outsiders will see the shame, he comforted himself in his heart.

Touching Song Jiang, he realized that something was wrong, and said tentatively: "Lady, are you trimming your hair again?" ”

The tone was extremely affirmative, because Du Jun's long hair was shorter than before he left.

It's a terrible sight! Now is the time to talk about this?

Du Jun pushed away the man in front of him and pouted, "It's not because I'm strong, I'm too dishonest when I'm breastfeeding, and I always grab my hair." ”

Westinghouse's sturdy little hand lying on the crib waved "Ah~ah~" and shouted twice, wow wow crying, mother, don't shake the pot, I don't carry this pot!

With this episode of his son, Du Jun quickly escaped from Song Jiang's arms, secretly hating in his heart, and I don't know if it is a common disease of men in this era or Song Jiang's habits, so he has to force women to have long hair, I don't know if long hair is difficult to take care of!?

Especially this body, a hair is as silky as satin, thick and dense, it takes at least half an hour to wring it out after each shampoo, whenever this time, Du Jun will infinitely miss her shoulder-length small broken hair in her previous life, and the jingle cat hair dryer, which is not a star.

Looking at Du Jun who fled in embarrassment, Song Jiang smiled knowingly, blushed and coughed dryly, "Mother Han, boil some hot water and send it to the room in a while." ”

............

After washing, his face was ruddy, Song Jiang wore the slippers prepared for him by his mother and sat at the dining table.

When Song Jiang was taking a bath, Du Jun asked people to prepare some simple and easy-to-eat food, looking at Song Jiang's appearance, it is estimated that she should not have eaten yet, and it just so happened that she had just eaten, so she could accompany him for a while.

"The small courtyard is really lively now", Song Jiang took a bite of fish, looked at Du Jun meaningfully and said, his tone sour.

"That's not it", Du Jun pretended not to know, lowered his head and took a bite of the bamboo shoots, "If the shopkeeper doesn't help, we will be self-reliant, all the staff will be mobilized, and the textbooks will definitely be copied out before the beginning of October, and we won't be able to delay things." ”

"I'm sorry!"

"Hey, don't say this, I don't like to hear it, and it's not your fault", Du Jun intercepted Song Jiang's words, "Tell me what you have gained from going out this time, is there a woman who throws herself into her arms?" ”

"Yes, there are quite a few ......"

"Tell me, big boobs or big butts?"

"Poof!" I didn't hold back a mouthful of soup, and sprayed it all.

"Song Jiang! You give me my clothes! The initiator was furious and shouted at the top of his voice.

.............

Xiaolian sat in the hall, her pretty face was so red that she could drip blood, and she couldn't stop praying in her heart, Miss, Miss, your voice is quiet, the yard is full of people, you can hear it!

The orange candlelight jumped and jumped, staining the small room red, the food was already cold, and Du Jun was still complaining about the grievances he suffered today.

“...... I don't understand, why does Yu Erye keep insisting on the formula? You also know, in addition to the hatching of chickens and ducks on the farm, it is a foothold, and the rest is this formula, I won't give it to him if I say anything, anyway, the scale of the farm is still small, and the chickens, ducks, sheep and rabbits are not worried. ”

Looking at the pretty face with a happy and angry expression, Du Jun's indignant and illogical complaints were in his ears, but Song Jiang's heart was very quiet.

Born in the Song Mansion and grew up in the Song Mansion, he has long been tired of the flashy and empty life, and all he longs for in his heart is a life of peace and quietness, and the most common and ordinary days with the people close to him in his life.

"Hey, did you hear me?" Du Jun pushed Song Jiang, "I shouted at you several times but there was no movement." ”

"Ah", Song Jiang came back to his senses and smiled apologetically, "Maybe I've been too tired lately, and I'm a little in a trance." ”

"That's okay, the bed has already been made, you go to bed first, it's just three days off, I'll ask Mrs. Han to make something good for you to make up for it", Du Jun didn't doubt him, and hurriedly said.

"What about you? You don't sleep? ”

"It's still early, besides, Zhuang Zhuang has to be fed again before going to bed, good, go, look at your eyes are blue", Du Jun coaxed Song Jiang like a child, distressed.

Song Jiang hadn't slept for many days, and he didn't shirk it, he just looked at Du Jun funny, "Then I'll go to sleep first, don't go to bed too late, I'm distressed when I'm tired." ”

"you", Du Jun smashed a pink fist on Song Jiang's chest, this stupid boy, he began to learn to flirt with his sister!

Song Jiang's eyes instantly widened bigger than copper bells, his lips were closed, and his face was flushed, are you planning to kill your husband, lady? So vigorously! Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Ancient Life of the Last Woman" and read it for free for the first time.