In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 66 What a Memorial play! (One more update)_1

Chapter 66: Chapter 66 What a Memorial play! (One more update)_1

On the left, Old Qin’s head drooped in defeat, appearing like an eggplant struck by the autumn frost.

On the right, Old Uncle Hu was in the midst of a lively conversation with Old Qin, a self-satisfied look on his face.

Every now and then, he’d pinch a few peanuts and toss them casually into his mouth, the crunching audible. Hearing Young Master Lv’s inquiry, he hastily got to his feet.

"This..."

He also appeared utterly puzzled: "The old Qin house is just behind the village. They should have returned by now! It’s indeed strange..."

Just as he was speaking, he saw Overlord Tiger and his men, covered in bruises and scrapes, stumbling towards the main entrance.

Each of them wore a mournful expression, nearly all bearing injuries.

Overlord Tiger wept with copious tears and snot: "Young master, young master! You must seek justice for us! Young master..."

"What on earth happened? Who dares wound my men, brazen enough to possess the courage of a bear and a leopard!"

Young Master Lv was furious!

"It’s our incompetence! Young master, we..."

Overlord Tiger wouldn’t dare to conceal anything, he eagerly narrated the incident while elaborating and exaggerating the details.

"You’re all a bunch of good-for-nothings! What use is there in keeping you all around?"

Clearly irritated, Young Master Lv snapped his folding fan shut with a "pop" and tossed it carelessly on the table, harshly criticizing them. Overlord Tiger and the others all hung their heads in shame.

Noticing the person attending to him from the corner of his eye, his mood soured even further.

To his side, Qín Wan’er was holding a teacup at the ready.

Today, her makeup was extraordinarily heavy, wearing a vibrant red and green dress and a large pink flower atop her head. The layer of white powder on her jet-black face was so thick it seemed she had no regard for conserving it, as if she was whitewashing a wall.

As she moved, the powder continually fell off in puffs.

On her high cheekbones, the glaring red blush spread, her painted, thick, pouty pig-intestine lips agape, strings of spittle dripping down from its edges as she stared intensely at Lui Muyi.

The way she looked as if she wanted to devour him whole was so brutal it was unbearable for others to watch!

This Young Master Lui was a total catch. His family owned several profitable businesses, and he was the only son. If she could marry him, she would be bathing in wealth and luxury for the rest of her life.

Thinking about this, Qín Wan’er felt even happier.

Imitating her mother’s guidance, she lowered her head and bowed... coquetting at him with her soul-charming eyes: "Young Master, allow Wan’er to serve your refreshment."

Look at her squinty little eyes!

After her awkward attempt at seduction, her eyes looked completely shut.

She made Lui Muyi, who happened to glance her way, feel incredibly nauseous! His brow furrowed so tightly it could kill a handful of flies.

"Leave! Don’t let me see you, you disgust me!"

Holy cow!

Who let this crazy lady out?

That’s no way to annoy someone!

She stared at him like she wanted to eat him alive, oblivious to the drool dripping from her mouth.

What a drooling mess!

To suppress his rising nausea, he quickly turned and took several gulps of tea!

Looking at Overlord Tiger and his men, he ordered: "You can’t even handle a single woman? You’ve completely humiliated me today! Find out where the woman is, take more men with you, and make sure to capture her for me!"

"But..."

Overlord Tiger and his men hesitated, a bitter taste in their mouths.

It’s not that they are not willing to go, but they are not strong enough to take her down. To go again would be suicide! But how could he confess this to their young master?

Qin Wan’er was entirely oblivious to the impatience of the other person, her eyes filled with twinkling stars.

The young master is actually talking to me!

If she tried a little harder, would he immediately fall under her charm and become her subordinate?

With this in mind, she moved even closer.

"Young Master Lui, you can leave these little things to the servants."

She pouted her plump, blood-red lips high, her waist swaying like a snake, presenting the teacup once more to him.

Her voice was so sweet that it gave one goosebumps: "Young Master, I personally brewed and served this tea. I cooled it down for you just now, why don’t you have a taste?"

With her movement, the white powder on her face kept falling into the teacup.

"Ugh!"

Young Master Lui was feeling nauseous!

Hearing that the teacup was brewed by her, he felt his stomach churn and dry heaves followed.

And yet, nothing came out.

Qin Wan’er pouted: "Humph! Young Master, you shouldn’t worry about that fool! Take a sip, just a sip! Here, let Wan’er feed you..."

Uncle Hu twitched at the corner of his mouth upon hearing this, giving Old Qin a glance, his eyes filled with deep contempt!

"Move away, can’t you see that my young master is feeling unwell?"

He quickly got up and elbowed Qin Wan’er away: "Young master, catching the culprit is a rough job for the martial masters. You’re feeling unwell, why not take a break? Later, when the martial masters have caught the culprit, I’ll come to inform you."

Old Qin, hearing Uncle Hu’s words, tightened his eyebrows but remained silent.

Mrs. Qin-Li, who was secretly peeking on the outside couldn’t hold back her laughter!

She mumbled with delight: "Look! Our Wan’er is the most beautiful girl within a ten-mile radius. Standing next to Young Master Lui, she really is a sight for sore eyes. Well done, Wan’er, keep it up! Once you marry into the Lui family, you’ll be Mrs. Lui!"

Su Pan’er rushed into the Qin family mansion just in time to hear this, and couldn’t help but halt in her tracks.

She patiently looked inside.

Feeling terribly nauseous and not being able to vomit, Lui Muyi dry heaved, suppressing the discomfort in his stomach.

He waved his hand aimlessly: "That won’t be necessary."

Has mother’s teachings had no effect?

Qin Wan’er, still not giving up, charged forward, but couldn’t break through Uncle Hu’s blockade.

"Uncle Hu! You’re blocking me!"

She stared at him angrily, grabbed his clothes and pulled Uncle Hu away. Surprisingly, such a tiny girl had so much strength.

Lui Muyi shuddered as soon as he met Qin Wan’er’s overly colorful face!

He quickly turned to the other side, out of sight, out of mind.

However, the peculiar smell from the cheap incense powder she wore came wafting with the wind, causing him to almost choke, and made him sneeze repeatedly.

"Ah! I’m feeling dizzy as well... Young master, Wan’er isn’t feeling well..."

Qin Wan’er remained in high spirits, completely unaware of his disgust, she squeezed into Lui Muyi’s personal space, almost sitting on his lap, and kept casting flirtatious glances at him.

"Ugh...Hideous creature! Since you’re already ugly, stop trying to get attention. Get lost!"

Lui Muyi, covered in goosebumps, could no longer hold back and pushed her away, standing up. He smacked his hand on the table, knocking over the teacup.

"Ah! Young Master Lui, your clothes are wet!"

Qin Wan’er was first startled, then delighted! She strived to express a coy demeanor: "Young master! Why don’t you go inside to change and rest a while, let Wan’er give you a massage so you can... um?"

She exaggerated a pout in his direction.