Chapter 2157 The Miraculous Daily Life of Harvest Farm 27
The farm restaurant business was booming, and the daily revenue compared to the sales of fruits and vegetables every quarter finally allowed Lin Mian to have a considerable surplus in his account book.
The satisfied farmer specially bought an indigo purse embroidered with vine patterns in the town, stuffed it with silver and gold coins exchanged from the elves, and gave it to Jinchen as a red envelope.
At the "celebration banquet" spontaneously held by the elves, several jars of morning dew wine brewed by the magic mushroom elves were drunk.
Lin Mian held a half-full glass of wine and chased after Jin Chen to feed him. As he staggered, the wine spilled all over his clothes, leaving a dark mark.
Jinchen pinched his drunken nose, helpless.
"What are you doing, Lin Kun Kun? You want to use wine to help me take a bath?"
Lin Mian simply buried her face in the wetness of Jinchen's neck, and the warm tears and cold wine stains seeped into the fabric.
Jinchen was stunned for a moment, then lifted up his burning cheek and saw the wet, swaying moonlight through his tearful eyes.
"Why are you crying."
Lin Mian's cheeks were flushed, and his hot nose rubbed across his neck, like a naughty kitten sniffing mint leaves.
Even her breath was sweet like morning dew wine when she spoke. She acted coquettishly and unconsciously, and she held Jinchen's face in her hands.
"I want to talk to you."
"I have a lot to say, and I must finish it tonight."
Jinchen changed his position and hugged her, responding affectionately, "Yeah, I'm listening."
"In fact, I knew Ms. Lin Yao a long time ago... My mother is very mysterious, and I have almost no impression of my father. When I grew up a little bit... Ms. Lin Yao told me that she was going to look for my father, to a place where I might not be able to find them."
Lin Mian's words were incoherent, but she was still attached to the closest dependence. When Jin Chen wiped the tears from her chin, she couldn't help but move forward to kiss him.
He continued to talk a lot.
Until we talk about the farm.
"In the letter she left me, she said this was where she and my dad fell in love and that this was their original home. I... I thought to myself that I must protect the farm well."
"It's fine now." Jinchen said in a low voice.
“But she doesn’t know…you,” Lin Mian hiccuped, “you are not allowed to leave either.”
"I'm actually really scared... I'm afraid that you'll suddenly disappear like my dad, that I won't be able to protect the farm, that I'm not worthy of God's messenger..."
"I'm right here." Jin Chen wrapped his trembling body. He didn't know how the topic came to this point again. Suddenly, he saw Lin Mian struggling to get up, stumbling to the wooden box on the corner of the table, and pouring out a pile of silver coins and bank deposit receipts, stuffing them into Jin Chen's arms like offering treasures: "All for you! Silver coins for the elves, and banknotes for humans."
He no longer had the gentleness and composure of the past, and instead seemed much more childish.
The elves stopped shouting as they were all stunned by Lin Mian's grand gift.
God knows that this human being who is the messenger of God is actually very stingy.
Jinchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He hugged the struggling Lin Mian and glanced at Ling Gungun.
"Ow."
Ling Gungun understood the situation tacitly, and he led the elves to move to another place to continue the fun, and by the way, he took away the bard who tried to stay and sing love songs.
Lin Mian misunderstood the pause, and suddenly rushed over to bite his lips, the smell of alcohol mixed with salty tears, "If you dare to disappear, I will go find you, and then overturn the entire forest! Anyway, anyway, I have learned how to mix the antidote, which can save the land or destroy it..."
"You are worthy of being the descendant of a warrior." Jinchen praised with a smile.
Lin Mian's threatening words were swallowed up in the long kiss.
Jinchen grabbed the back of his head and let the drunkard use brute force to push him down on the grass, his hair covered with grass leaves and dew.
Lin Mian sat astride his waist, grasping the vine and wrapping it around his wrist, clumsily wrapping it around several times while tying the knot. She then leaned over and rubbed his brow with the tip of her nose, her hot and moist breath like a spoiled young animal.
"You are tied to me, your heart is beating so fast... so is mine."
Jinchen lowered her head and kissed his cheek, without any intention of untying him. She teased him ambiguously, "Well, I'm tied up by you. You're so powerful, Lin Kunkun."
"Um…"
Lin Mian curled up in Jinchen's arms again. The aftereffects of the Morning Dew Wine took effect. She hugged Jinchen's neck and tilted her head back to let him kiss her until her lips felt sore and numb. Then she buried her head in his arms and lay still.
Jinchen was teased for a while, and in the end his hands were tied, with a drunk wife lying in his arms, and silver coins all over the floor.
Jinchen himself couldn't help but find it funny.
He hugged her and laughed several times before he untied the vines, stood up, and picked up Lin Mian in the moonlight.
The moon tonight is a long-lost silver moon without any impurities.
There was no time to deliver the gift that Jinchen had prepared.
I have to wait until my wife wakes up tomorrow and let him find out for himself.
In the dim shadows, a dark green light was cast on Lin Mian.
"The contract is established." Jin Chen finished reciting the contract spell in a low voice, whispered to the sleeping person, and drew the totem of the elf oath on Lin Mian's palm with his fingertips, "I will bear witness to it with my life."
