Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married

Chapter 62

"Fellow Daoist Mo, it's so late, why did you come to see me?"

Chen An and Mo Lifang outside faced each other across the door.

Mo Lifang raised the casserole in her hand, said with a smile on her face: "Master Chen, I just made some syrup at home, thinking of how much you helped me that day, I made some more for you to taste."

"Friend Mo, is there someone next to you?"

"By the way, let me introduce you to Alchemist Chen. This is Deacon Tang of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Bamboo Leaf Gang. You must know Alchemist Chen. He is now my husband."

Mo Lifang outside the door introduced with a smile.

Seeing that Chen An seemed surprised, Deacon Tang on the side smiled honestly and explained:

"It's this kind of Alchemist Chen. On the way to Green Willow Lane today, I saw Fang'er slumped on the ground in a daze. Out of concern, I went up to inquire. I learned that Fang'er's former husband died in the battle, and now there is only one person left helpless. I don't want women to be pitiful, so I took Fang'er home and took care of her."

Good guy, what you said sounds nice. If your reputation is not so bad, looking at your simple and honest face, you might really be deceived by you...

Chen An complained in his heart, but on the surface he nodded with a look of admiration and said, "So that's the case, Deacon Tang is really kind, and he is indeed a role model for my generation."

"Where, where."

Deacon Tang waved his hands and said modestly.

Chen An smiled, and then opened the gate of the courtyard with a creak, allowing Mo Lifang and Deacon Tang from outside to come in.

He didn't want to open the door, but there was no way.

The other party is the deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Bamboo Leaf Gang. If he shuts the door and offends the other party, he is afraid that he will be targeted in the future.

Besides, it's just a small wooden door, if the other party insists on coming in, there's no way to stop it.

"Pill Master Chen, what I make is mung bean syrup, I don't know if it suits your taste."

After Mo Lifang came in, she handed over the casserole in her hand, with a warm smile on her face.

The moment he took the casserole, Chen An unknowingly tested it with the test needle he carried with him, and found that the sugar water was not poisonous, and then smiled back:

"The taste must be right. Fellow Daoist Mo has a heart."

"Pill Master Chen, don't you invite us in for a sit-down?"

Seeing that Chen An had been standing still, as if he had no intention of going in, Mo Lifang couldn't help but asked with a smile.

Deacon Tang also smiled embarrassingly and said:

"Pill Master Chen, I forgot to drink water on the way here, and I am very thirsty now, can I trouble you to fetch a bowl, let me pour a bowl of sugar water to quench my thirst?"

It's fake to drink sugar water, but it's true to want to enter the house to see the beauty of Chen An's wife and concubine.

Chen An understood the character of Deacon Tang and what he was thinking, but he did not refuse, but let him in naturally and said:

"It's because I haven't treated guests well. Come, come, fellow Daoist Mo, Deacon Tang, this way please."

"Where is it, we are the ones who disturbed Alchemy Chen."

Deacon Tang said with a smile on his face.

Soon, the three of them came to the tea table in the hall and sat down to drink sugar water.

Drink and chat.

During the period, Deacon Tang said that Chen An helped his Fang'er so much that day, and that as a husband, he had to thank him very much.

So he told Chen An that, as the deacon of the law enforcement hall, he was very familiar with a deacon in charge of the logistics department in the gang, and that he could play tricks on the supply of pills, so that Chen An could save at least half of the pills every month.

In order not to make himself look too deliberate and kind, he also said that after the fact, he would divide the accounts fifty-fifty.

After speaking, he asked with a smile on his face:

"Pill Master Chen, what is your intention?"

"Deacon Tang, I'm a timid person, and I really don't dare to do such risky things, I'm afraid it will waste your good intentions."

Chen An declined with a smile.

The widow surnamed Mo and Deacon Tang in front of me are a tiger-eating child who covets other people's wives and concubines all day long. Cooperating with these two people is tantamount to a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

In the current special period, alchemists must dare to tamper with the supply of elixirs. Once they are found out by the people in the Law Enforcement Hall of the Bamboo Leaf Gang, they will be arrested and sent to the front line as dan slaves that day, and they will never be able to return home for the rest of their lives.

Chen An guessed that Deacon Tang probably wanted to talk about cooperation on the surface, and then quickly separated the relationship behind his back, and arrested him as a deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall to become a Dan slave.

In this way, when Deacon Tang has contributed to the gang, he can also occupy the coveted wife, which can be called killing two birds with one stone.

"By the way, Alchemist Chen, why didn't you ask your three wives and concubines to come out to drink sugar water?"

Mo Lifang asked with some puzzlement.

The purpose of her trip here is to let Deacon Tang see the beauty of Chen An's three wives and concubines, so as to arouse his interest thoroughly.

Chen An: "They are all asleep."

Mo Lifang: "Did you go to bed so early?"

Chen An: "The wives and concubines are too tired today, and they all fell asleep after dinner."

Mo Lifang: "Is that so..."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Chen An issued an order to evict the two of them, smiled apologetically and said:

"I'm sorry, both of you, the amount of pills that the Bamboo Leaf Gang has asked me to deliver is too much, and I will have to work overtime later to refine alchemy. If you two have nothing to do, why don't we talk about it another day?"

"Since that's the case, then we won't bother Alchemist Chen, we'll talk about it another day."

After speaking, Mo Lifang and Deacon Tang stopped sitting in the hall, got up and left Chen An's house.

After the two people walked out of the yard and gradually disappeared, Chen An told his wife and daughter hiding in the room that they could come out.

As soon as the wives and concubines came out, Song Huaying among them asked worriedly: "Husband, why did Deacon Tang suddenly come to our house just now?"

Chen An didn't hide anything, and directly expressed his guess, saying, "It's likely that Deacon Tang is thinking about the three of you."

When the wives and concubines heard this, their faces changed slightly.

They all know that Deacon Tang likes wives.

"Mom, I want to drink sugar water."

Chen Yuejian, who was in Song Huaying's arms, looked at the pot of mung bean syrup on the dining table and said softly.

Upon hearing this, Chen An immediately asked Gu Xinyue to throw away the mung bean syrup and even the casserole, and chose to go to the kitchen to cook syrup for her daughter.

Soon, the sugar water is ready.

A family of five sat together to taste, and the faces of the wives, concubines and daughters were full of enjoyment.

Chen An's cooking skills are too high, they can't stop drinking.

After a moment of drinking.

Song Huaying thought of Deacon Tang who had just come to the house, and couldn't help showing worry again:

"Husband, if our three sisters are really missed by Deacon Tang, will it be okay?"

The other party was the deacon of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Bamboo Leaf Gang, a strong man with a cultivation base of the ninth level of Qi Refining, and she was afraid that her husband would not be able to handle it.

Hearing this, Chen An stretched out his hand and put her in his arms, stroked her head with his hand and comforted her:

"Don't worry too much, Ying'er. Both your sister Wen and I have reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, so there is no need to be afraid of Deacon Tang."

"Well, Ying'er believes in her husband."

Song Huaying snuggled into Chen An's arms, listening to the constant heartbeat from above, she felt very at ease.

Seeing this, Gu Xinyue on the side also said worriedly: "Husband, Yue'er is also very worried..."

Chen An understood what this little concubine Bingscum meant, and stretched out her hand to hug her into her arms to comfort her: "It's okay, you won't worry if you hug her."

Wen Zhiyun on the other side also wanted to be hugged when she saw it, but her arrogant personality didn't allow her to speak up, so she looked at Chen An without saying a word, hinting wildly.

Sensing her hint, Chen An felt a little dumbfounded, so he could only reach out and pull her into his arms to hug her together.

"Daddy, I want a hug too!"

The young Chen Yue saw the three mothers cuddling in her father's arms, so she couldn't help running over to beg for hugs.

Chen An made room for his daughter, and hugged her into his arms.

A hug four, the scene is very warm.

[Feelings from wives, concubines and daughters +2+3+1+5+4+3+3+1+5...]

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the other side.

On a towering tree hundreds of meters away from Chen An's house.

Deacon Tang led Mo Lifang to stand on a thick and strong branch, holding a binoculars and watching everything in Chen An's house.

"Beautiful, so beautiful, these three wives and concubines of Master Chen are really beautiful!"

"Fang'er, hurry up and think of another way, as a husband, I can't help spoiling those three beauties!"

"Tomorrow night at the latest, my husband will get them all to bed!"

While watching the warm scene of Chen An hugging the three wives and concubines in the hall, Deacon Tang urged Mo Lifang beside him with excitement and impatience.

Seeing Deacon Tang's anxious expression, Mo Lifang felt even more disgusted.

But now that she is dependent on others, she can only choose to suffer silently.

After thinking for a while.

Mo Lifang thought of an idea, and immediately leaned into Deacon Tang's ear and whispered it to him.

Deacon Tang couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard this, he hugged Mo Lifang into his arms, kissed her pretty face and said, "Fang'er, you are so wise, it is a great fortune for my husband to marry such a good wife like you."

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