Farming in the Apocalypse: My Assassin Wife is Super Gentle 153

Chapter 153: There’s a Problem, a Big Problem

Xiao Feng seemed to see his emotions and patted him on the shoulder. “Sister Can’er will be happy forever. You should also look at the people around you.”

Xiao Hou was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice, “I can’t give him what he wants.”

“He’s willing. Besides, how do you know you can’t if you don’t try?”

Xiao Hou shook his head and said no more.

But Xiao An suddenly spoke, “Hmm? Isn’t that Qi Tian? How did he find this place?”

Under a tree not far away, a man was standing, looking around, not knowing what he was looking at.

Xiao Hou’s expression tightened, and he said hurriedly, “I’ll go and see.”

With that, he quickly walked over.

The other three exchanged a smile, then turned and left.

Xiao Li still had to wait for Shen Fanmeng to leave together, so she waited at the door of the conference room.

When Shen Fanmeng came out and saw her, she said with some heartache, “Why didn’t you go back first? The weather is getting cold now. Be careful you don’t catch a cold wearing so little.”

“I’m not afraid of the cold. But you, your body hasn’t fully recovered, and you’re already running out to work. You won’t listen no matter what I say. You’re so stubborn,” Xiao Li said, poking Shen Fanmeng’s forehead with a bit of anger and helplessness.

Shen Fanmeng let her be and just looked at her with a smile.

“The Federation is short on manpower right now. The people in the main city still need to live, they need order. I can’t just ignore it.”

“Fine~ Your Excellency Shen cares about the people. Even if your body hasn’t recovered, you still want the people to get better. What a diligent and good official.”

Shen Fanmeng took Xiao Li’s hand. Hearing these sarcastic words, she wasn’t annoyed.

“Let’s go home.”

…

Zhang Can’er looked at the little radish head who had come to block her at her residence early in the morning, feeling a little unwelcome in her heart.

Her Sister Feng was still waiting for her in bed. How could this child always ruin her good things?

“Doesn’t my sister miss me?” Jin Fengqing looked up at Zhang Can’er, her emotions tightly suppressed, for fear that letting them out would scare Zhang Can’er.

“You’ve come at a bad time. Come back tomorrow,” Zhang Can’er said and closed the door.

She didn’t have much affection for Jin Fengqing. At most, she felt some pity and sympathy. But to always disturb her good things, anyone would not like it.

Jin Fengqing was stunned for a long while, not understanding why Zhang Can’er was so cold to her. They were so close when they parted. Why was she given a cold shoulder as soon as they met?

Ke Yajun walked over with a grin, picked up the little person, and said softly, “Sister Can is busy with important things. Don’t disturb her.”

Jin Fengqing’s small eyes had great doubts, but she had been putting on a front in the Jin family for so many years. So even if she had doubts, she would not ask in person, but would go and investigate herself. This way, she would not be looked down upon.

After Zhang Can’er and Wan Feng had fought for three hundred rounds in the room, the next day at noon, the two of them came out of the house.

The red marks on Wan Feng’s neck were particularly obvious. Ke Yajun couldn’t even look. She took Zhuang Jiayuan’s hand and walked forward, far away from the two of them.

Zhang Can’er looked at Wan Feng with a smile in her eyes, quite satisfied with her masterpiece.

“Sister Feng promised me. You can’t cover it with your hand.”

The heat on Wan Feng’s ears had not subsided, which caused her face to turn pink as well.

“You just know how to bully me.”

“Hmph, who told you not to satisfy me? You had to be the lazy one on the bottom.”

“Where did I have the strength?”

“Nonsense. Didn’t you do it well before? Even an old ox wouldn’t be ordered around by you like that, right?”

Wan Feng didn’t want to argue with her, so she just let her be. Only she herself knew how exciting and addictive the wonderful feeling was when Zhang Can’er comforted her.

The two of them ate a casual meal, and then went into the main building.

In the morning, Xiao Huan had sent them a message. Because the two of them were busy, they hadn’t seen it. They only saw it at noon.

It was not a big deal. It was just that Peng Zezhi had reported the matter of being beaten to Xiao Huan. Zhang Can’er could also guess what he was thinking.

It was nothing more than wanting to get more compensation. After all, seeing how generous she was, maybe with a little pressure from Xiao Huan, she would give more compensation.

The idea was probably something like that, but the specifics still depended on what Peng Zezhi himself was demanding.

Thinking of this, Zhang Can’er felt that it was barely acceptable, but she always felt that something was wrong.

When they reached the familiar office, Zhang Can’er saw Peng Zezhi standing in front of the desk as soon as she entered. When he saw her come in, he was not at all flustered and even nodded at her.

Zhang Can’er raised her eyebrows, ignored him, and pulled Wan Feng to sit down on the sofa. Then she familiarly poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

Ke Yajun and Zhuang Jiayuan sat on the two-seater sofa on the right. There were some small snacks on the table there, and a lot of things to eat. The two of them were not polite and just picked them up and ate.

But Xiao Huan didn’t feel anything. Her expression was even very relaxed. Peng Zezhi suddenly felt a little unsteady on his feet. If he had known that their relationship was so good, he wouldn’t have run over to complain on a whim.

After being in the military camp for so many years, his mind was much sharper than ordinary people, and he could also let go of many things.

“Um, Lord Xiao, please withdraw my request. I don’t want Director Zhang’s one million compensation either. Just treat it as if I had farted. I’ll be taking my leave now.”

With that, he was about to walk out. He felt that he must have been possessed by some evil to have done such a stupid thing. He clearly knew that Zhang Can’er was a person sent down by Xiao Huan personally, yet he still wanted to take advantage. He really wanted to beat himself from a few hours ago to death.

Zhang Can’er’s eyes narrowed, and she shouted, “Wait.”

Peng Zezhi stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Zhang Can’er, as if waiting for her judgment.

“Go to the confinement room.”

As soon as the words came out, Xiao Huan couldn’t help but turn to look at Zhang Can’er, not understanding why she had said that. Peng Zezhi had already lowered his stance so much. How could she still be calculative?

To put a commander in confinement was not a joke. After all, he had some power under him. If the soldiers under him did not get a reasonable explanation, they might not be able to get over it.

Just as Xiao Huan was about to speak, Wan Feng acted swiftly. Peng Zezhi fell to the ground, unconscious.

Xiao Huan did not speak, waiting for Zhang Can’er to explain.

“Didn’t Lord Xiao see what was wrong?”

Zhang Can’er looked at Xiao Huan, her eyes narrowed, as if she were looking at something.

Xiao Huan frowned and asked, “What’s wrong? Peng Zezhi is indeed a bit stereotypical toward women, and the words he says are also infuriating. But to put him in the confinement room, isn’t this a bit too heavy? After all, Peng Zezhi is also a good general.”

Zhang Can’er and Wan Feng exchanged a look. The two of them slowly approached Xiao Huan and surrounded her.

“I’m asking you what’s wrong, not how Peng Zezhi is.”

Zhang Can’er said in a low voice, walked to Xiao Huan’s side, grabbed her hand, and quickly tied it up. Then Ke Yajun, with a tacit understanding, covered Xiao Huan’s mouth from behind.