After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Chapter 216 Like a Little Fox

After Xia Mo and Ling Chuan put the fish in the wooden barrel, they went to wash up and then went back to their room to lie down.

Xia Mo was lying flat on his back, Ling Chuan was lying on his side with his arms around his waist, and he asked him many questions, all about Xia Mo's previous life.

Xia Mo answered all the questions, no matter how big or small.

Until he got sleepy.

"Um...Brother, let's talk tomorrow. My eyelids are almost fighting." Xia Mo turned over and rolled directly into the man's arms, muttering.

Going up the mountain to hunt today already took a lot of physical energy, and after coming back I had to work so hard for so long. Once the highly tense mind and body relaxed, the feeling of fatigue was like a river bursting its banks, and I couldn't resist it even if I wanted to.

So, even though she confessed her feelings to the man and unexpectedly obtained the golden finger, Xia Mo still couldn't raise her heavy eyelids.

The world is big, but a good night's sleep is the most important thing. If there is anything, we can talk about it after he has had enough sleep...

As Xia Mo thought about it, his breathing gradually became steady.

Ling Chuan looked at his shiny black hair, his clear eyes filled with infinite doting and a hint of helplessness.

"He fell asleep already, what should I do?"

"Hmm...sleep." The man in a daze murmured.

Ling Chuan lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose against the top of the boy's head. After a long while, he continued to talk to himself, "I can't sleep. I can't help but wonder what my little Moer looked like before."

He smiled again and said, "It must look like a little fox."

If I had known this, I would have asked earlier.

Xia Mo listened to the buzzing sound above his head, frowned in the dark, and decided to make one last effort before going to bed so that his brother Chuan could also rest.

So he spoke incoherently, "Not like a fox... like... looks like, um... and, like Liu Qiuwu."

"...?"

Ling Chuan listened to every word, his expression a little tense.

The same as Liu Qiuwu...is it what he thought?

Ling Chuan subconsciously thought of Liu Qiuwu's cold and noble face, and was suddenly speechless.

He wanted to ask the little brother in his arms again, but unfortunately, the only response he got was the other's even and light breathing.

Alas, I can’t sleep at all this time.

Ling Chuan sighed secretly.

I couldn't help but think of myself, I once told the little brother that he looked best like this...

Did the boy seem to smile at that time? The smile was incomprehensible and strange. Now that I think about it, this is what happened.

"Ah, you are like a little fox."

A deep and deep voice sounded in the silent room, accompanied by a faint laugh.

In the early morning, birds are singing.

The sunlight shone lazily in through the window, leaving spots of light on the old yet life-filled tables and cabinets.

Xia Mo's eyelids trembled, and he woke up with a faint moan.

Feeling the heat next to him, even though his eyes were still closed, he knew the man was still not out of bed.

"What time is it?" Xia Mo rubbed his face and asked.

"Don't worry, you can sleep a little longer if you're tired." The man's voice was clear, and he had obviously woken up a long time ago.

Xia Mo shook his head and opened his eyes.

"Let's not sleep anymore. Don't we still have to sell wild boar meat? Ah~" Xia Mo said and yawned.

Then he continued, "You'd better get up. We've already talked to the uncle and aunt."

Seeing that the young man insisted, Ling Chuan lifted the quilt and sat up, "Then get up. By the way, Mo'er, what should I call you in front of outsiders in the future?"

Xia Mo also sat up, his muddled mind cleared up. He turned his head and looked at the man, "What do you want to call me?"

He hadn’t thought about it yet…

"Just call me Mo'er. If they ask, I'll say it's our secret nickname." Ling Chuan replied.

Xia Mo laughed, "How many people dare to ask you?"

He felt that it was more likely that he was the one being asked or teased.

"I don't care, just call me Mo'er."

"Okay, okay, whatever you want. By the way, when did you go to bed last night? The bruises are so severe..."

"After you fell asleep."

"I know, that's not what I'm asking..."

While the couple was bickering, they got up, got themselves ready, and then went to wash and prepare breakfast together.

I have to say, after being honest with each other, the couple looked even more loving and affectionate, and the whole kitchen was filled with pink bubbles.

However, before their breakfast was ready, someone came to buy wild boar meat.

"Lingchuan, Lingchuan's family, have you processed the wild boar meat? My father asked me to buy a pig's trotter to make soup."

When business comes to the door, it is impossible to send people away. Xia Mo sat in front of the stove and said to Ling Chuan, "You go sell the meat first, I'll take care of this."

Ling Chuan said "OK" and got up to open the door.

The person who came was a young man. Xia Mo overheard their conversation in the kitchen and realized that the young man was the son of the uncle who met him last night.

"Uncle, I want the front hooves."

"Okay." Ling Chuan had no expression. He would give the young man whatever he wanted, as long as it was reasonable.

After seeing off the first little guest, several more came one after another. Some of them probably heard the news from the uncles and aunts last night.

By then, Xia Mo had already prepared breakfast. He took out the unburned firewood, poked it in the ash below the stove, then took it out and put it outside, poured some water on it to put out the choking smoke, and then went out to help.

As soon as Xia Mo came out, the deserted trading atmosphere instantly became lively.

One reason is that Lingchuan is too cold and doesn’t look like the type of person who can chat; the other reason is that Xia Mo is now considered a prominent figure in Liujia Village.

Thinking about his ill-fated relationship with the Liu family, and thinking about how the entire Liu family was suffering now, while he was the only one living a carefree and happy life.

"Brother Ze, I heard that Liu Dazhi and Old Lady Liu were arrested by the police. Liu Baolian went to look for her brother yesterday and hasn't come back yet."

Xia Mo, who had pork tied to his hands, replied, "They haven't come back yet? Auntie, do you know why they were arrested?"

"Who knows? But it's pitiful to see a whole family break up like this."

Xia Mo looked up and handed her the pork with a smile: "Yes, that's why we should be kind-hearted."

The aunt looked at Xia Mo with an expression as if she was choked, but she quickly took the meat, paid and left.

With this aunt taking the lead, others inevitably became interested and continued the topic.

So some people feel sad about the impermanence of life, some people sympathize with Liu Dazhi, who was just cheated on by his wife and now is in jail, and some people sympathize with Liu Baolian and Liu Baokun.

Of course, they didn't say anything bad about Xia Mo. Even if some of them felt that Xia Mo's attitude was too resolute, they would not say it at this juncture.

After all, do you still want to buy meat?

Xia Mo would occasionally respond to them with a quick remark or two, but he didn't say much. They were pitiful, and who wouldn't be pitiful?

Ze Ge'er, the real Liu Dazhi, the family that adopted Lin Wenbin...

Xia Mo shook his head, not wanting to think too much, and just collected money, made change, and helped out.