Chapter 113: 113 fell down while wrestling
Translator: 549690339
As he said this, he was facing Su Qingyue.
Su Qingyue was too busy looking at the two cabbages, her eyes sparkling. When she realized that Xiao Yuchuan was talking, she only caught the second half of the sentence.
She wanted to say that she would buy whatever she wanted to eat in the future, and her gaze wandered over to the second brother.
She didn’t want to marry either of these men.
She might as well keep quiet and continue to be the bad guy.
The three of them left the town and headed towards Wushan Village.
After walking for a short while, Xiao Yishan crouched down in front of Su Qingyue again, intending to carry her on his back.
Xiao Yuchuan couldn’t take it anymore, “Second brother, if someone is going to carry their wife, it should be me.” He directly blocked Qingyue, grabbed her left arm, and applied force upwards. With both hands supporting her buttocks, he forcefully carried her on his back.
Due to the darkness, Qingyue couldn’t see people’s mouth shapes when they were talking, and her world was even more silent than the night.
She didn’t want to be carried, but he stubbornly supported her buttocks, not allowing her to move.
In his hand, he held the strap of a large cloth bag. With the cloth bag hanging under her buttocks and carrying her, he suddenly ran, “Oh, carrying my wife! Carrying my wife! ”
Xiao Yishan didn’t carry his wife, but when he saw his third brother carrying her and running, he was both angry and helpless. He could only quicken his steps to catch up with them, “Slow down, it’s dark. In case you can’t see clearly and fall…”
No sooner had the words fallen than Xiao Yuchuan indeed stumbled and fell
flat on his face, knocking down Su Qingyue with him. His handsome face was pressed against the ground, and her body was on top of his.
“Ouch!” Xiao Yuchuan cried out in pain, “Mom, I think I’m going to die!” Flipping over, he quickly asked Qingyue, “Wife, did you get hurt in the fall?” Xiao Yishan anxiously helped Qingyue up, “Are you alright?”
She didn’t see what the two of them said clearly, but seeing their concerned expressions, she knew what they meant, and shook her head.
Xiao Yishan glared at Yuchuan fiercely, “You’re such a big man, can’t you even walk properly?”
“I’m just afraid you’ll try to carry my wife, too, so I got a little careless…”
“What kind of excuse is that?”
“No excuse, no excuse.” Xiao Yuchuan rubbed his bruised handsome face, wiping off a large chunk of yellow mud, “Luckily I am lucky, my face fell on a mud pile, or else it would have been a big trouble if I disfigured it.”
Patting off the mud from his hand, he beckoned to Qingyue, “Come here, let me carry you again. I promise I won’t let you fall this time…”
Does he still want to carry her? Su Qingyue rolled her eyes at him. If not for her quick thinking, when he fell, she used her left hand to support the ground, lean forward, and absorb the force of the fall. And also, she made his body tilt forward by the distance of three fists when it hit the ground. Don’t look down on this little distance – it made it so Petty Cat’s face fell on the mud pile instead of the ground made of mixed stones. If not, his face would have been torn apart by the sharp stones.
She had saved him from disfiguring.
With a snort, Su Qingyue strode forward on her own. Xiao Yishan hurriedly ran to her left side, his sturdy palm grasped her left hand, leading her forward.
Xiao Yuchuan also ran to her right side, seeing that she still had two bamboo slices in her right wrist. His wife’s wrist injury hadn’t healed yet, so he wanted to hold her hand but was afraid it would hurt her wound. He just muttered, “Second brother, you’re taking advantage of me.”
The latter hooked the corner of his mouth and simply said, “Qingyue, the night road is dark. My third brother and I are used to walking at night. You should walk slowly, don’t fall. If you get tired later, I’ll carry you.”
Thinking that she couldn’t hear them, she decided to be more careful herself..
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