The Otherworldly God

Chapter 53 Women's Clothing Shui Ling

Le Zheng Qiming got up late because he was tired. When he got up, Le Zheng Yuhua had already finished his morning exercise and was wiping himself.

"Where's Shui Ling? She hasn't woken up yet?"

"No, she went out early."

Le Zheng Yuhua replied casually, but Le Zheng Qiming was surprised that she got up so early for nothing. Normally, she would collapse on the bed and take a nap.

"What are you going for?"

"Not sure. Your breakfast is on the table."

"Stretch your body first."

As soon as I stretched out my arms, my old wounds started to hurt.

"Your arm is not healed yet, and you overexerted yourself a few days ago. It would be better if you ask Doctor Baizhi and Master's wife to take a look."

"It's not serious. You said you used a lot of energy in the past few days. It's normal to feel sore."

"Pay more attention to yourself."

"it is good."

After stretching, Le Zheng Qiming started to wash up and then went to eat. Breakfast was the same as usual, a bowl of steamed buns and water. When Le Zheng Honglei mentioned his mother yesterday, Le Zheng Qiming remembered that he had not been home for a long time, and he couldn't help but miss the dishes cooked by his mother.

Thinking about it, I started to tear up. I often let others insult my mother in front of me, but I could do nothing to stop it.

Thinking of Le Zheng Shuiling's small body standing in front of him and standing up for him, he couldn't help but smile again.

"Equally famous."

Le Zheng Qiming was startled and looked up, and the steamed bun in his mouth sprayed all over Le Zheng Shuiling's face.

"Shui Ling?"

Le Zheng Shui Ling sorted the steamed bun crumbs and complained, "What are you doing? I finally asked my master's wife to make it for me."

Le Zheng Qiming coughed twice, looked her up and down, and showed a look of disgust.

"Why did you get yourself like this?"

"Isn't this what you said about me not looking like a girl?"

"Go outside and take a good look."

The two of them went out and asked Le Zheng Shui Ling to stand in the middle. Le Zheng Qi Ming also called Le Zheng Yu Hua over.

Looking at Le Zheng Shuiling spinning around with her skirt puffing up, Le Zheng Qiming couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Shui Ling, the clothes are too big."

Le Zheng Shuiling looked at the clothes on her chest, her sleeves and her skirt, and put her hands on her waist.

"What can I do? This is the clothes that Master's Wife altered. It took such a short time. This is pretty good."

"Although the clothes are big, our little sister is very cute."

Le Zheng Shui Ling became happy when she heard Le Zheng Yu Hua praising her.

"Very cute? How pretty is she? How does she compare to the Miss Qinchu from yesterday?"

"There is no comparison." Le Zheng Shui Ling was originally quite happy, but she became disappointed when she heard this. Le Zheng Yu Hua immediately said, "She and you are different types, you can't be compared. Among the good-looking types, she is quite good-looking, and among the cute types, you are the cutest."

"She's very pretty, the cutest. Even though I didn't quite understand what she said, she was praising me anyway."

Looking at Le Zheng Shuiling's shy appearance, Le Zheng Qiming couldn't help but admire Le Zheng Yuhua. You know, in this situation, saying the wrong thing could lead to eternal damnation.

"Go buy some clothes when you get a chance. This dress doesn't suit you, but it's a deduction."

"I'm going to change my clothes."

"Um."

"As expected of Brother Yuhua, if you had said something wrong just now, we would have been dead."

"Qiming, it's important to know how to get along with girls. Remember this: cater to their preferences."

"Catering to someone's taste?" Le Zheng Qiming thought about Le Zheng Shuiling's "good" in his mind, as if he was eating, "I can't afford it."

Le Zheng Shui Ling quickly changed her clothes and came out. Unexpectedly, the weather was very good in the morning, but it started to rain.

"As soon as spring comes, it rains all the time. Fortunately, the weather was fine when we were working a few days ago. I wonder how the rice seedlings we planted are doing? Will they be damaged by the rain?"

"During the Qingming Festival, there were many rains, but such rains could not damage the rice seedlings. Only people would be harmed."

When thinking of Qingming Festival, Le Zheng Yuhua couldn't help but think of Sanye. Soon she felt that it was inappropriate for her to think of her at this time of year, and wondered how she could treat Sanye as a deceased person.

"Qingming? What's the rain? Brother Yuhua is always so literary. The things he says and does often make me feel as if we didn't grow up together."

"Don't mention it. Sometimes I feel the same way. We haven't known him for even ten years, but it's as if he has lived for more than ten years longer than us."

I have indeed lived more than ten years longer than them, and in another world, a world completely different from this one.

"We were just joking. Look at Brother Yuhua. He seems to really want to admit that he has outlived us by more than ten years. I didn't think it was a big deal before, but now I actually miss those rice seedlings. They are really my own children."

Le Zheng Shuiling's thoughts always jumped very quickly. She talked about Dao Miao and then Le Zheng Yuhua. After a few words, she talked about Dao Miao again, as if Le Zheng Yuhua had nothing to do with her just now.

"Junior sister, do you want to get married and have children?"

Le Zheng Qiming touched his chin and raised his eyebrows at her.

"Nonsense. Hey, speaking of this, what do you think of Miss Qinchu?"

The topic suddenly turned to himself again, and Le Zheng Qiming blushed instantly.

"You are the one talking nonsense."

"Brother Yuhua, look, Qi Ming is blushing and shy."

"No, don't look at it."

Le Zheng Qiming kept avoiding her gaze.

"Oh, what's the big deal? A girl like Qin Chu is pretty and well-educated. There must be many people who want to marry her. You are not the only one. Why don't you give it a try? What if it works? Anyway, you are old enough, right?"

"Go try it yourself."

"I just feel sorry for this girl, otherwise I would have proposed yesterday, and I wouldn't be so shy like you."

"It's a good thing you're a girl, otherwise I don't know how many girls would have been harmed by you."

"What did you say? Stop right there. I can't harm the girl, but you can."

The two men first ran around Le Zheng Yuhua a few times, and then expanded the range to the entire yard, not caring at all that it was raining.

"Don't get wet."

"Don't worry, this little bit of rain won't damage my happiness."

I just finished speaking when I sneezed a few times.

"I'm really sorry."

"Qiming, this is not just a rain shower. I think someone must be cursing me behind my back."

She turned around and pointed at a little child, who stood stunned at the door.

"What are you still doing?"

He made way, and a handsome young man holding an oil-paper umbrella walked in. Just from his clothes and nameplate, Le Zheng Shuiling recognized him as Le Zheng Qin's disciple. With such style, Le Zheng Shuiling immediately concluded that he was Le Zheng Qin's last disciple, Le Zheng Hongjun.

"Hey, isn't this the great senior brother? Shui Ling greets the great senior brother."