TBTAMN Chapter 8

The Boss Transmigrated into A Matriarchy Novel [Quick Transmigration] Chapter 8

 

It was really rare.

 

The rooster crowing outside had long since stopped, and his son was still asleep when Mu Lian got up.

 

The pink and tender little guy’s red lips pout slightly, causing Mu Lian to kiss that chubby little face one after another, reluctant to leave.

 

Suddenly thinking that there is still a person lying on the ground, Mu Lian immediately changed his face.

 

He got up in a panic, but found that the woman was not in the house.

 

Mu Lian looked around with a small white face, but where is she in this room that can be seen at a glance?

 

If it wasn’t for the neatly folded cloak on the wooden bench, Mu Lian would even wonder if he was dreaming when he met that woman last night.

 

Mu Lian didn’t even bother to put on his shoes, as he rushed out of the house. It was only when he saw the tall figure standing in the yard gesturing with a branch that Mu Lian felt the coldness under his feet.

 

He had to admit that even if she doesn’t want him anymore, he still misses her so much.

 

Hearing the sound behind her, Nan Jun turned around, and the little man’s panicked eyes just fell into her eyes.

 

Seeing the pair of white jade-like feet stepping on the cold ground, Nan Jun frowned unhappily, walked forward quickly, and hugged Mu Lian.

 

“I…”

 

Mulian wanted to say something, but couldn’t.

 

He couldn’t say that when she was gone, he was worried about her!

 

“Could it be that the shoes and socks can no longer fit your feet?”

 

Nan Jun’s tone was not kind, but the concern in her words was self-evident.

 

“No…not.”

 

Mu Lian’s ears turned red, he hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at her again.

 

It’s been like this since he was a child, but whenever she gets annoyed, he always looks like he’s done something wrong.

 

“I’m hungry.”

 

He thought Nan Jun would say something more to scold him, but he didn’t know that all she had to say was that she was hungry.

 

It was getting late, and Mu Lian was also ashamed because of his late rise. As soon as his feet touched his shoes, he immediately pulled them off, and ran outside without thinking about putting them on.

 

“I’ll boil the water first, wash you up, and then cook.”

 

Such a son of a noble family, in only a few months, can do these low-level things so neatly.

 

She don’t know how much he has suffered to adapt to this appearance.

 

Standing at the door watching, Nan Jun couldn’t help walking forward.

 

“I’ll light the fire for you.”

 

Not too dirty, Nan Jun lifted the hem of her clothes and sat in front of the stove, filling in a handful of firewood.

 

“I’m here, you go out quickly.”

 

The woman has never been in the kitchen, how could he let her do this?

 

Mulian believed more and more that Nanjun was very different from before.

 

In the past, Nanjun was the most Xijie, when would she do these things?

 

“You are my husband and we should share weal and woe.”

 

As soon as Nan Jun said this, Mu Lian opened his mouth wide in shock, and the wooden spoon in his hand fell to the ground.

 

share weal and woe?

 

Could it be that she has forgotten that he has already been expelled from the Nan family and is no longer her husband…

 

Nan Jun didn’t seem to see it, and without raising her eyelids, she was still fiddling with the burning firewood in the stove.

 

After hurriedly helping Nan Jun to wash up, Mu Lian casually wiped his face and hurried to cook. He was afraid that the child would wake up later, delay the time, and starve Nan Jun.

 

“I’ll light a fire for you.”

 

Nan Jun followed into the kitchen again, seeing that she was about to sit down, Mu Lian helplessly twitched the corners of his mouth.

 

“How about you go and sit inside, I’m worried that Yun’er will wake up…”

 

Not knowing how to persuade her, Mu Lian had no choice but to move out the child, because he could feel that she treated Nianyun well.

 

Thinking of that delicate and soft dumpling, Nan Jun hurriedly stood up, that is the child of her blood!

 

Xu Shi had the same blood flowing in her body, or maybe this was Nan Jun’s first child in thousands of years. Her love for Nan Nianyun was definitely from the bottom of her heart.

 

Seeing Nan Jun leave, Mu Lian pulled out a broken basket covered with gray linen from the firewood pile beside him.

 

Pulled out a big sweet potato, Mu Lian held it in her hand and weighed it. Thinking of Nan Jun clutching her stomach and screaming hungry just now, Mu Lian took another one out of it.

 

There is a small pot in the corner of the room, where there is only a scoop of rice, which Mu Lian has saved during the past few days. Because he does not have enough milk, he will cook some rice soup for Nan Nianyun on weekdays to satisfy his hunger.

 

Mulian used to scoop out half a bowl of rice to wash it clean, then peeled the sweet potatoes, cut them into small pieces, and boiled them in the pot together with the snow-white rice grains. His stomach also growled loudly.

 

Now in such a situation, being able to cook a bowl of sweet potato porridge for Nan Jun is all he has.

 

While burning the fire, Mu Lian was worried, Nan Jun, who had never eaten such vulgar things since she was a child, might not be used to them!

 

What if she doesn’t like it?

 

According to Uncle Zhang, there is a bun seller on the corner of the street, if she really can’t swallow it, he will go out and buy two meat buns for her, it’s not good to starve her.

 

Mu Lian is ready to go all out, even knowing that leaving this door today will bring endless troubles to his life in the future, he is still willing to take the risk for her.

 

Nan Jun didn’t know what Mu Lian was thinking, at this moment her eyes were full of the fleshy little dumpling.

 

The little man was sleeping soundly, his delicate little face was flushed, and his long eyelashes drooped, not to mention how pretty he was.

 

Thinking of such a good-looking vermicelli dumpling being killed by that “Nan Jun” who suffered a thousand knives, Nan Jun couldn’t help but want to swear.

 

The more Nanjun looked at it, the more she liked it, and she wished she could take the big and the young back to Nanfu right away.

 

Just thinking of her father who loves his daughter like his life, Nan Jun got a headache again.

 

According to Shangguan Xi’s temperament, it would be difficult to accept Qiao Yun again, so she had to think of a perfect way.

 

Before she had an idea, Nan Jun didn’t intend to bring them back to the mansion.

 

If the problem in Shangguan Xi’s heart cannot be resolved, Qiao Yun and his son’s life will not be easy.

 

It’s just that this place is too crude. How can her husband and son live in such a place where fish and dragons are mixed together?

 

Nan Jun planned to find a better place for them after they went back, preferably closer to the Pingnan Palace, so that it would be convenient for her to visit them anytime.

 

In this world where women are superior to men and women are strong and men are weak, it is difficult for a man to live with a newborn child.

 

“Your Highness, it’s time to eat…”

 

Mulian stood at the door, stared at the dazed woman for a long time, and then called out reluctantly.

 

I’m afraid that after this meal, she will never appear in their world again!

 

The fortress that had been built with great difficulty was about to collapse bit by bit, and Mu Lian suddenly felt pain in his heart.

 

It’s just that it’s not easy to get angry in front of that person, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.

 

Standing up and coming to the table, seeing that there was only one bowl on the table, Nan Jun looked at Mu Lian in puzzlement, curious in her heart.

 

Could it be that there are different rules in the Kingdom of Women…

 

 

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