Transmigrating to a Poor Family: Quietly Becoming Rich 192: Chapter 192
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After some discussion among the villagers, they expressed no objections, and Qi Chong agreed to meet under the Banyan Tree at dawn the next day, bringing along a hoe for protection. 0
 
When Qi Chong returned home, he saw Yu Chunmiao waiting for him at the gate with a spoon in hand and her dog by her side. Her two braided pigtails hung down in front of her as she waved at him from a distance. 0
 
The first to run up to him was Qian Duo Duo. Ignoring him, Qi Chong squatted down with open arms to welcome the little one rushing towards him. He lifted her up and spun around a few times, planting a kiss on her rosy cheeks. "I’m back! Why are you running so fast? Aren’t you afraid of falling?" 0
 
Yu Chunmiao clung to him, refusing to let go, tilting her head as she returned his kiss. She missed him, after all; with so many people at home, just seeing him felt like stealing a glance. With no one around on the road, why not indulge in some affection? 0
 
"I'll make it up to you tonight," he teased. 0
 
"Hmph! Who's making it up to whom?" 0
 
If Qian Duo Duo were a person right now, she would probably jump into the river for a bath. 0
 
The two continued to peck at each other as they walked, with Yu Chunmiao constantly glancing at the spoon behind Qi Chong's head. 0
 
"Why do you keep looking at the spoon?" 0
 
"This is my rearview mirror. If Mother and Yuan Er come out, I’ll know." 0
 
As night fell, Qi Chong held the freshly bathed Yu Chunmiao close and hoarsely said, "Qing Niangzi, your horse is ready; you can mount now." 0
 
Yu Chunmiao whispered something in his ear. His originally playful gaze suddenly deepened, and he struggled to control his breath as he spoke, "Are you a fairy or a demon?" 0
 
"I am Heishan Laoyao. I came for you, this strong young man, to absorb your yang energy. Are you afraid?" 0
 
"After this encounter, I would willingly face death." 0
 
Yu Chunmiao bit down on the corner of the blanket as she felt his breath and muffled groans near her ear. In between moments of urgency, he invaded her lips, their tongues entwining. 0
 
In this fleeting moment of intimacy, every sound in their room was delicate against the backdrop of the autumn wind and the heavy night air. 0
 
His instinctive learning ability made it difficult for her to remain steady; it was like frying an egg on both sides—crispy on the outside and tender within. 0
 
In that beautiful moment, everything around him faded away as he focused solely on her until she let out an uncontrollable gasp. Only then did he remember to stretch out his long arm to cover her mouth. 0
 
Yu Chunmiao held grudges; just as he tossed the washed cloth into the basin and lay down, she straddled his waist. 0
 
 
"How dare you cover my mouth? I'll let you experience what it's like to be silenced!" Yu Chunmiao exclaimed, one hand covering his mouth while the other tickled his armpit. 0
 
Qi Chong, unable to resist, held his arms tightly and stifled his laughter, tears streaming down his face as he struggled to remain silent. Eventually, it was only when Yu Chunmiao grew tired that she finally released him. 0
 
The nights in September grew increasingly chilly. After tiring herself out from playing, Yu Chunmiao nestled against the man's chest and fell into a deep sleep. Qi Chong pulled the blanket over her and held her close, thinking about the day ahead. Occasionally, she would mumble in her sleep, sometimes letting out a short giggle or a gentle reprimand. Most of her words were unclear, but Qi Chong couldn't help but smile as he listened, enjoying the peaceful passage of time. 0
 
The next morning at dawn, Qi Chong and Yu Chunmiao arrived beneath the Banyan Tree. A bow and a hunting knife rested against the ancient Loquat Tree stump, while Qian Duo Duo lay nearby, keeping watch. 0
 
The two sat at separate tables; Qi Chong held a brush while Yu Chunmiao had her goose feather pen. The men approached Qi Chong to register their names, while the women and young girls lined up to register with Yu Chunmiao. 0
 
The women observed the Village Chief's Wife with curiosity. She was young and full of smiles, radiating warmth that made everyone feel as if they were basking in springtime. 0
 
 
 
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