C30 Filth

After breakfast, Shu Xiang and Loong Qi went up the mountain as usual to dig a pond. Just as the two of them were about to leave with their tools on their back, they didn't expect the man behind them would casually reply, "I'm coming too."

Shu Xiang stopped and turned around in disbelief. "What did you say just now? Say it again, I didn't hear it clearly."

"Me too, deaf!" With these words, a certain iceberg man picked up a broken hoe beside him and hoisted it onto his shoulder. Afterwards, he took the lead and walked forward.

Shu Xiang frowned as she looked around her. The sun didn't rise in the west today. What could it possibly hit this early in the morning? What happened to this man?

Looking at his tall and straight body and his gorgeous low-key clothes, yet carrying an old and worn hoe on his shoulder, his appearance did not match at all.

"What a strange man." Shu Xiang muttered and waved to the two children behind her. "Let's go. Mother will bring you up the mountain today as well. Daddy is not home, so no one is watching you."

Then he led the two kids up the mountain, completely ignoring Loong Qi, who was staring at them with his mouth wide open.

At the top of the mountain, the people Loong Qi had invited to the pond were already starting work.

Zhao Sheng stood there in a daze with a hoe on his shoulder. He didn't know what to do as he looked at the busy people in front of him.

Shu Xiang went up and patted his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You won't work as a young master, right? "Hehe, there are times where you are inferior to others as well …"

From the way the woman mocked him, he knew that this was a provocation, and it was useless against him. He threw the hoe to the side and sat down on the ground, stretching his legs out. "Come here and beat my legs!"

Shu Xiang almost kneeled down. This man's demeanor changed way too fast. She didn't even know what he was thinking.

All the workers, including Loong Qi, were digging furiously, sweating profusely.

The two children were playing with the crickets and birds as well. It was extremely enjoyable to see that Shu Xiang was the only one who served the man in front of her like an old lady …

"I'm thirsty. Pour the water."

"Hot!"

"It's cold."

"Shoulder pain, a punch."

"Harder!"

"Murder of her husband?"

"Hey, woman, tell me a joke."

"..."

Shu Xiang had initially left him alone, but her patience gradually ran out. Finally, she grabbed a handful of dogtail grass and threw it at the man's face. "Whatever you want to do, I won't serve you!"

For more than ten days in a row, such scenes would be played out every day near the pond. Those craftsmen who came to work would sometimes joke with Loong Qi, "Your Young Master and Madam have such a good relationship."

At the beginning, Loong Qi really wanted to jump up and retort: This stupid woman isn't my wife!

But when they saw Zhao Sheng's bone-chilling cold eyes, all their anger was extinguished once again. They shut their mouths in embarrassment and continued to make peace, turning grief and indignation into motivation. The big mud fight in the pond.

Because they had hired craftsmen, the one-acre pond was dug up very quickly.

The bottom of the pool was laid flat today, and after a few days of drying, the fish could be put into the water.

After finishing her current job, Shu Xiang immediately felt refreshed. She no longer had to work so hard every day, nor did she have to wait upon this retarded and retarded man.

Shu Xiang woke up early the next morning to find the man sprawled on her bed. She glared at him silently. "Why is a man so good-looking?" He mumbled something, bent down, and smacked him on the face. Only then did he get up with satisfaction, opened the door and yawned.

Zhao Sheng's face turned warm and a warm feeling crept into his heart. He couldn't help but smile.

"Lulala, lulla, lulla …" Shu Xiang was washing rice in the kitchen, humming a melody in a good mood.

"Bang, bang, bang." Knock! Knock! Knock!

Shu Xiang stuck her head out of the kitchen and saw, beyond the fence, a well-dressed woman patting at her rickety door.

This woman looked familiar. Shu Xiang couldn't recall anything at the moment. She put down the rice in her hand and went out to open the door.

"Get up!" "You bitch!" Song Yun pushed Shu Xiang aside and entered the room with his slim waist.

"Elder brother Long, is elder brother Long at home? "Yuner brought you something nice to eat, yo …"

Shu Xiang staggered as she turned around. Did this guy have a double personality? He had been so mean to her, yet in the time it took for her to turn around, she was already giving him goosebumps?