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Chapter 248 Saving the Wife - That's it

Feng Wanyi is a girl with a born rebellious nature. She is a uniquely sunny woman raised in this dynasty and this loving family.

Since she was a child, Feng Wanyi had seen her mother's love and consideration for her father. She felt deeply that being a wife was too tiring, so she cared a lot about her appearance and martial arts skills. She hoped that she could find a husband like her mother in the future, and then she could "rule the tyrants" like her father.

Unfortunately, what is hard to find in this world is true love and a compatible partner.

Du Lian was sitting on a wooden chair with her eyes closed, letting her husband apply makeup on her face. She even had to admit that although she was still not slim, with her husband's constant beautification, she was actually starting to be praised for her looks. Her husband really worked hard.

Bah.

The lustful Zhou Leng couldn't help but kiss the girl on the mouth, then said:

"Don't move. If you kiss me after applying lip balm, it will be in vain. So I'm going to kiss you a few more times to make up for it."

Bah.

Du Lian had already gotten used to her husband's occasional enthusiasm. She just reached out and patted his waist. Because of his slender waist, she couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on her waist and said in a frustrated tone:

"Why is it that since I gave birth to Wanyi, the fat around my waist has not gone down? Every day when I eat, you tell me that I am not fat, and after I eat, I fall for your trick."

Zhou Leng stopped what he was doing and imitated her, pinching the flesh around her waist and saying:

"Do women feel better only when they have more flesh? And that's your medal of victory. Now you're an old married couple, why do you want to lose weight and find a younger husband? And every time I eat more than you, I want to get fat, but unfortunately I don't."

Du Lian felt a breath rising from her heart to her brain. She couldn't help but said aggrievedly:

"Xiao Leng, are you trying to comfort me? You are trying to make your wife angry and fast."

Zhou Leng couldn't help but kissed the other person on the mouth again and said, "What should I do? You are so cute, but you won't be cute if you lose weight."

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Feng Wanyi, who was already five years old, stood at the door with her hands on her waist and shouted:

"Dad, Mom, do you know that I have been waiting outside the door for two quarters of an hour? Have you forgotten me? Why hasn't Mom finished her makeup for so long? I am so outstanding, but Dad only spent half a cup of tea to put it on for me."

Du Lian couldn't help laughing out loud as she listened to her daughter's words.

Zhou Leng looked towards the door and said soothingly:

"My dear girl, you are naturally beautiful, with fair skin and outstanding looks, so you naturally spend less time on dressing up. Today is your first day at school, and your parents promised to send you there. If you rush and delay, you will be late."

Feng Wanyi's little face seemed to be full of confusion. She turned around helplessly and sat on the doorstep, sighed in distress, and then waited obediently for the two men.

Zhou Leng also quickened his movements.

After a cup of tea, the three of them went out in an orderly manner as planned, and dressed up to send the young girl to the academy.

The days passed by in such a dull manner. Except for the occasional visit from Du Shiyi and his daughter, the rest of the time was very dull for them.

When Feng Wanyi was ten years old, the family of three went out under the pretext of accompanying their daughter on a study tour.

Today, the world governs all people with laws. If martial artists want to compete, they can do so in a life-and-death duel arena. They are not allowed to injure others without permission, and they are not allowed to damage civilians' property. This is the new order after two years of war and countless deaths and injuries.

The family drove north in just one carriage.

Arriving at a small town again, Zhou Leng lifted the car curtain and looked at the bustling roadside stalls. He said:

"I haven't been out for many years. I've seen a lot of changes now. By the way, we'll reach Panxi Town in three days, right?"

Du Lian was massaging her husband's legs. She answered in a low voice:

"Almost. Let's stay in this town today. Qiu Jing and the others are in Yizhou. We can go back later this time."

Feng Wanyi, who was driving the carriage, had a whip in her hand and a sharp sword on her waist. She was dressed in dark red as a female warrior, but her childish face told people that she was still a child.

Feng Wanyi listened to the conversation between the two people in the carriage and said loudly:

"I think the inn ahead is pretty good. I'm exhausted after a whole day of driving. So is my mother. We can't let Qiu Jing follow us. Now I'm just a handyman."

Du Lian knocked on the car window and said:

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm training you. You're so young, but you keep saying you want to find a husband. You've made me lose face. People look for gentle and considerate wives. Can you do that? Besides your beautiful looks, what else do you have? Can you embroider? Can you cook? Can you wield a gun and fight? Who would want you? You'd better give up this idea as soon as possible. You should learn to be a good wife now."

Feng Wanyi pouted and said:

"Humph, aren't Qiu Jing and Chang Cheng married yet? I've told them not to get married yet. I'll marry them when I grow up, and then they can continue to serve me."

Zhou Leng couldn't help but twitched his lips and said:

"Dad knows you are afraid of trouble. It doesn't matter. You will find the right one sooner or later, someone you are willing to sacrifice for. Both of my brothers have lovers. Although you are young, don't say anything that will ruin their reputation."

Feng Wanyi was walking to the front of the inn at this time. She stopped talking and shouted:

"Waiter, feed this horse with good hay. Do you have any guests in the room? Come up to the room for two. If you have any signature dishes, don't hide them from me."

"Young guest, please come in. This horse is well fed for you. Please come in. We have..."

The family of three stayed in the inn happily.

Three days later, the family entered Panxi Town. Now it was no longer as prosperous as before. It was just a small town with not many pedestrians on the road.

The three did not stay in the town. Instead, after having a meal and resting, they drove directly to the lonely mountain. The carriage stopped halfway up the mountain, and the three walked towards the tombstone.

The sound of the yellow leaves being crushed underfoot was particularly crisp. From a distance, the three people saw two people standing in front of a tombstone to pay their respects.

The three did not stop. The other party seemed to just stand quietly in front of a tombstone, while Zhou Leng and the other two stood beside the small altar in front of many tombstones. They took out the sacrificial items from their bags.

The faint firelight added a touch of warmth and brightness to the place.

Zhou Leng looked around the environment here. It was not barren, nor were there weeds. Someone should come here regularly to maintain it. It was obvious that those who were still alive with a sense of guilt always had to do something to ensure inner peace.

Maybe if they had the chance to do it all over again, they would make the same choice again, but this would not prevent them from missing and regretting.

Du Lian prayed almost devoutly, burned incense and paper, and whispered the names of the people he grew up with in his heart.