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An Ziqi pouted, "I'm not rare to kill you." ”

"Then I'll die myself." Xiao Moli tightened his arms.

This kind of thing is too much at once.

He definitely didn't want to see An Ziqi sad and sad again.

If he could go back to the past, he would definitely strangle Lin Qiaoqiao to death in advance, and he would definitely not give her any chance.

"And you say death, but you are not allowed to say it." An Ziqi raised her hand and beat him lightly in dissatisfaction.

Xiao Moli grabbed her hand and asked again without giving up, "Then when will you go back with me?" ”

An Ziqi rubbed his cheek against his chest and whispered, "At least wait until my radish is dry." ”

Xiao Moli sneered and hugged her tightly, "Okay." ”

As long as she is willing to forgive him and go back with him, anything will be fine.

Not to mention that it is to dry that bit of dried radish, it is no problem to dry a car.

He just thought he was on his honeymoon with her again.

"Hemp, stack."

Xiao Qianai was holding a lotus river lantern in her hand, and ran towards them from a distance, her little face almost smiling like a flower.

An Ziqi smiled and bent over, stretched out his hand to catch her, Xiao Yining was on the other side of the stream, holding a few big river lanterns in his arms, and waved at her.

"Mommy, here."

smiled and hugged Xiao Qianai, stepped forward, and a family of four put river lanterns in the creek together.

An Ziqi looked towards the upper reaches of the creek with palpitations, for fear that the river lanterns would float down again.

The next day, Aunt Li and some people in the village ran to An Ziqi's house.

All kinds of people went around the corner to ask if she got so many extra sky lights last night.

Then he looked Xiao Moli up and down by the way.

Brother Zhang said that he was An Ziqi's husband, and they were naturally curious.

An Ziqi was helpless, such a big formation last night, if it wasn't for those people in the village, they would have become the biggest suspects.

If it was really said that Xiao Moli did it, I don't know what Aunt Li and they would think in a mess.

Maybe you really think that Xiao Moli is a gambler who only spends money and loses.

In this regard, An Ziqi had to pretend to be stupid, saying that she didn't know.

However, after Uncle Zhang's son went back and told Xiao Moli's identity, it was also beneficial.

Those who broke through the threshold before to come to her matchmaking finally stopped coming.

After Aunt Li knew that Xiao Moli's brain was fine, and that he was also An Ziqi's husband, she regained respect for him, and did not dare to get close to him, nor did she dare to get close to their door for half a step.

An Ziqi couldn't cry or laugh, where was Xiao Moli so terrifying, but there was no way.

In the following days, the two of them took the two little ones to live peacefully and happily in the small mountain village.

When An Ziqi was drying her dried radish, she saw Xiao Moli lying on the recliner leisurely, so she went to the side and filled a small pot of millet stuff for him and asked him to feed the chickens.

Xiao Moli looked up at the sky speechlessly, thinking that he was dignified and young, and now he had been reduced to feeding chickens in a small mountain village.

After sighing, he honestly grabbed a handful of millet and threw it on the ground, immediately attracting a group of little yellow chickens.

Surrounded him with a chirp of peck.

The two little guys were even more crazy, Xiao Yining almost became a village tyrant, taking his little friends up the mountain to hunt chickens, going down to the river to fish, and all kinds of tosses.

More than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and it has been almost a month since An Ziqi came here.

A flock of little yellow chickens has grown up.

On this day, Xiao Moli was lying on the recliner feeding the chickens every day, and the mobile phone in his pocket rang.