Reborn Spicy Little Wife

Chapter 244 The Bandit King Who Lives Off His Wife

While spreading blueberry jam on the bread, Luo Ning read the nonsensical story in a serious tone, "Didn't I tell you I'm a fairy? I descended to the mortal realm to exorcise demons and monsters. Once I accumulated a certain number of points, I ascended to heaven with a whoosh."

I made a great contribution to the investigation team this time, and I'm returning home with my mission accomplished.

This is my magical abode. You stay here obediently, and I'll cook you up as soon as I'm done!"

This was her home outside the military in her previous life. Who knows why her home overlapped in this space!

She used to come back here whenever she wasn't on a mission.

She had fantasized countless times about Xie Chang'an appearing in her home, even if it was just as a guest...

Now that Xie Chang'an has finally arrived, it feels so unreal. She's probably still dreaming of Dream of the Red Chamber.

Xie Chang'an's lips twitched. His little wife was the most prone to making up stories, and he didn't believe a single punctuation mark.

However, this should be the young wife's territory, and everything here reflects her personality and habits.

Everything here is high-end and looks very valuable.

And the wheelchair beneath him—he had never seen such an advanced wheelchair before.

What puzzled him most was the black disc on the bedside table, which had many buttons on it. He could read them but didn't know what they did.

Xie Chang'an suddenly felt very happy. His wife had brought him to her territory, which was a sign that she trusted him.

No matter where this place is, wherever his young wife is, that is his home.

"Xiao Ning, how long do I have to stay here?"

Luo Ning glanced at Xie Chang'an and felt utterly defeated; she hadn't even managed to scare him.

Luo Ning put down her spoon and held a slice of bread to Xie Chang'an's mouth. "You can only go out when the lower realm is safe. You have no fighting power right now. If you go out, you'll be captured by ghosts and made into a bandit's husband! It's more meaningful for you to stay here and be cooked and eaten by me."

I wonder if that ghost who appeared in the dean's lounge has been caught yet. I'm a little curious.

Investigate Li Tian, ​​arrest Tian Susu and her cronies, and purge the secret agents in Jidu. Things will be chaotic for a while.

To prevent Xie Chang'an from acting rashly, Luo Ning hid his weakness, Xie Chang'an, in his spatial storage.

"Okay!" Xie Chang'an nodded happily, took a bite of bread, and felt quite good being protected by his little wife.

The idea of ​​someone living off a woman simply doesn't exist.

Now that he's lying down, he can only passively accept protection.

Once he gets back on his feet, he will protect his wife well, ensuring she remains proud, free, and happy.

After dinner, Xie Chang'an returned to bed to continue playing the role of a useless person. Luo Ning took out a piece of cloth and sat by the window to make some small things. The ones she had made before had been worn for a long time and it was time to replace them with new ones.

Xie Chang'an, who was reading a book on military management, kept having his gaze drift inadvertently to the window.

Luo Ning sat there, as quiet as a beautiful painting.

He finally understood what Luo Ning meant: I can be gentle, I can live a peaceful life, as long as the dogs outside don't bother me!

Luo Ning's gentle and serene beauty was breathtaking, and this beautiful scene was etched into Xie Chang'an's heart.

Xie Chang'an is unaware that the more wonderful things are now, the more painful they will be in the future.

All he knew was that the white cloth in Luo Ning's hand looked somewhat familiar. When he saw Luo Ning cutting it into small pieces, he suddenly remembered, and his face inexplicably flushed.

Luo Ning sat by the window, threading a needle, feeling a sense of peace and tranquility she had never experienced before.

If she could, she wished time could stand still at this moment.

Luo Ning made ten in one go, put the fabric away, rolled up the finished products, and took them to wash and hang them to dry on the balcony.

Half an hour later, Luo Ning, wearing a straw hat and long sleeves and trousers, was picking cowpeas in the field. Xie Chang'an sat in a wheelchair under the shade of a tree at the edge of the field, receiving an IV drip while watching her work.

The speckled chickens circling around him, the lush green vegetables in front of him, the babbling spring in the distance, and the herds of cattle and sheep made Xie Chang'an feel very at ease.

But why is the upper and middle reaches of the spring fenced off? Xie Chang'an was puzzled.

"Xiao Ning, are all the vegetables we eat every day grown in the field?" Xie Chang'an noticed that the vegetables here grew exceptionally well, and even the air was exceptionally fresh.

“Yes, the vast majority are!” Luo Ning nodded and buried himself in picking cowpeas.

The trellis is full of cowpeas; if we don't pick them soon, the trellis will collapse.

These past few nights have been unusually quiet. There's simply not enough time to harvest the vegetables in the fields, and without time to sell them, it's going to become a disaster.

"Is my quick recovery due to these dishes and the water you give me every day?" Xie Chang'an asked, though his tone was questioning, he was quite certain in his heart.

This vegetable garden is huge. My wife must be exhausted from planting it all by herself. Xie Chang'an felt sorry for her and said he would help her with the work once he recovered.

Luo Ning manually gave a thumbs up; the battalion commander had already noticed. She wiped the sweat from her brow and continued working; she loved working!

"Xiao Ning, take a break and come have some water!" Xie Chang'an picked up the water bottle from the groove of the wheelchair and waved it at Luo Ning.

In his previous life, Luo Ning would have said no, I can do it, I'm not an ordinary person.

In this life, she only wants to be an ordinary little woman, and she accepts Xie Chang'an's care completely.

Luo Ning tied the planted cowpeas with branches and carried them outside. Passing by the roadside, he picked a handful of lychees. Walking to Xie Chang'an's side, he dropped the cowpeas, washed his hands with the water he had prepared beforehand, peeled a lychee, and offered it to Xie Chang'an's lips. "This lychee is sweeter than first love, Battalion Commander Xie, would you do me the honor?"

"Xiao Ning, you eat first! And can we not call him Battalion Commander Xie?" Xie Chang'an looked helpless; Luo Ning was being stubborn again.

"Shut up!" Luo Ning shoved the lychee into Xie Chang'an's mouth with a rather rude motion, showing absolutely no gentleness.

"So sweet, Xiao Ning, you should have some too!" This was Xie Chang'an's first time eating lychees, and he felt that these lychees tasted like osmanthus.

"Xiao Ning, is there anything special about the things on this piece of land around our house?"

"Commander Xie, this is the celestial realm. This land of mine has a history of tens of millions of years. The vegetables grown here have a pure, natural, sweet, and silky earthy flavor. Moreover, some things even mutate, such as lychees that taste like osmanthus, peaches that taste like oranges, and tomatoes that taste like apples..."

Luo Ning said with a smile, "Who knows how this land came about?"

Perhaps it really fell from the Thirty-Three Heavens, or perhaps it flew in from the sea due to tectonic changes.

If you dare to dream, the world is yours, let alone a piece of land.

Xie Chang'an wholeheartedly agreed; the dishes here looked extraordinary.

Luo Ning squatted on the ground and peeled the lychees so thin they flew off the ground. After sharing the peeled lychees with Xie Chang'an, she washed her hands and pushed Xie Chang'an home.

Xie Chang'an was unwilling in his heart, and he also refused aloud, "Xiao Ning, I'm not tired. I can't help you right now, but I want to stay with you!"

His opinions were ruthlessly ignored by Luo Ning. In Luo Ning's hands, all unreasonable demands would be ignored or suppressed.

Wounded people should act like wounded people. Xie Chang'an, there's no future for you if you keep letting yourself go like this.

Xie Chang'an returned to Luoning's territory and lay on the bed in the air-conditioned room, feeling somewhat frustrated.

There's no young wife to be seen here, not even the land; outside the window is a stretch of green mountains.

Like Wang Baochuan, who waited in vain in her cold cave, Xie Chang'an waited and hoped for countless years until she transformed into a butterfly, and the spring breeze warmed once more...

Ever since he started using a wheelchair to experience the wonders of the outside world, the days he spends lying in bed without seeing his wife feel like an eternity.

He finally heard footsteps, and Luo Ning quickly appeared in front of him. "Xiao Ning, I want to use a wheelchair!"

Luo Ning, of course, ruthlessly rejected Xie Chang'an's unreasonable request, without a single miracle.

"Your exercise time is over for today. The wheelchair is nice, but don't use it too much, Battalion Commander! Be careful you don't end up never being able to sit up again!"

Xie Chang'an felt a jolt of fear, taken aback by Luo Ning's words, and strongly declared that he would not sit in a wheelchair, absolutely not.

A few minutes later, Luo Ning finished dealing with Xie Chang'an's problem, stepped outside, and prepared to cook.

Xie Chang'an lay on the bed staring at her back, feeling incredibly resentful.

Luo Ning rubbed her forehead, turned around and glared at Xie Chang'an, unleashing her trump card.