The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 252 Making the Best Use of Everything
In the bushes near the pond, a father and daughter, who hadn't seen each other for more than three months, were staring at each other.

Staring at his daughter, who was sitting on the leopard's back eating peanut brittle, Lu Chengjing raised his hand to his forehead, took two deep breaths, and then asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Save Lun." Yuan Yuan's mouth was full of peanut brittle, and her words were unclear.

But Lu Chengjing, the father, understood.

His daughter ran into the mountains in the middle of the night to rescue someone.

"Save who?"

"Caravan." Yuanyuan took a piece of peanut brittle out of her small flower-patterned bundle and handed it to her father.

The little one doesn't eat alone.

Lu Chengjing accepted the peanut brittle but had no appetite for it.

He continued, "Did you come here by yourself?"

"Mother, Aunt, Uncle, come here." Yuanyuan held up four fingers to her father.

Lu Chengjing stared at it. Weren't there only three people? How come there are four fingers?

Thinking the child might be too young to understand, he decided not to dwell on the number of people and asked, "You're here, where's your mother?"

"Mountain village." Yuanyuan pointed her little hand toward the mountaintop, her voice soft and sweet, "Mommy, let Yuanyuan play."

After playing with the little wolf, she played with the tiger, and then met Hua Hua by the pond. She helped Hua Hua fight the bad guys, and then played with Hua Hua together.

Just to clarify, Huahua is the leopard that Yuanyuan is riding.

"There are bad guys." Yuanyuan rode her leopard and led her father to the pond to see the bad guys that she and her friends had knocked to the ground.

A crescent moon is reflected in the tranquil pool, and a night breeze stirs the water, creating ripples on the surface.

What should have been a picturesque scene was ruined by a group of men, some fat and some thin, lying on the edge of the pool.

Lu Chengjing counted them; there were eleven people in total.

He looked down at his daughter: "Did you do all of this?"

"Tiger, Flower, help!" Yuanyuan grabbed her father's hand and stepped forward, squatted down, picked up a money bag, and stuffed it into her father's hand, her eyes crinkling with laughter, "For Daddy."

Lu Chengjing: "..."

How did they manage to touch a corpse without any instruction? They didn't teach them.

Eleven men, some with minor injuries and some with serious ones, but all of them were still alive.

Lu Chengjing breathed a sigh of relief.

These people were dressed similarly to the bandits he had seen that day. Bandits committed all sorts of atrocities, burning, killing, and looting, and it was no pity if they died.

But he didn't want his daughter to have blood on her hands at such a young age.

Noticing the unusual movement of the person beside him, Lu Chengjing bent down and picked up his daughter. While speaking gently to her, he raised his foot and, without hesitation, stomped on the man's neck, breaking it.

Blood splattered, and the person who was groaning immediately fell silent.

Hearing the noise, Yuanyuan wanted to look down, but Lu Chengjing immediately covered his daughter's big eyes, saying, "Be good, listen to Daddy tell you a story."

The little baby's pouting lips immediately curved into a smile; she loved listening to her father tell stories.

Her clear, cool voice was like the gentlest breeze in the mountains and forests. The story of bravely fighting the bandits was very exciting, and Yuanyuan listened attentively with her little hands clenched tightly.

The little one is as brave as the little flower in the story!
After telling the courageous and passionate short story, Lu Chengjing also rendered a group of bandits, some genuinely dizzy and some feigning dizziness, incapacitated.

He bent down and carefully wiped the bloodstains off the edge of his shoes with a silk handkerchief.

His wife specially commissioned someone to make shoes for him; it would be a shame if they got dirty.

The strong stench of blood attracted many wild beasts, but none dared to charge forward.

Lu Chengjing glanced around at the glowing beast eyes, a slow smile curving his lips, generously leaving the place to the bloodthirsty beasts.

He bent down and kissed the baby on the top of his head, his voice still gentle: "Let's go find Mommy."

"Okay." Yuanyuan obediently replied, her eyes still covered by her father, but she didn't forget to wave her little hand at the leopard, "Goodbye, Flower."

The leopard responded with a low growl, and after the two figures, one large and one small, disappeared into the forest, it joined the feast behind them.

The pool water rippled, gradually becoming murky. Amidst the sounds of flesh being torn apart, it lost its clarity. ...

……

"Are you sure that bandit leader will come looking for you soon?" Shang Wan leaned against the window and looked outside.

The commotion caused by the wolf pack has subsided, and the mountain stronghold has returned to its initial orderly state.

She didn't hear any noise, so she figured Xiao Huan and the others hadn't been discovered by the bandits.

Qiao Yu'an leaned against the other side, also peering out the window.

The two exposed wrists were red, swollen, and scraped, clearly indicating that they had used a lot of force when they struggled.

Shang Wan handed over a small jar of ointment, but Qiao Yu'an waved his hand, "Apply it later, don't arouse the suspicion of that bandit leader."

Fine.

Shang Wan simply put the ointment away, turned around and walked to the table to sit down, picked up the teapot and poured herself a glass of water.

"Hey, there's some cartilage powder in the water." Qiao Yu'an rushed over, but Shang Wan had already drunk half of it.

"Hurry up and spit it out!" Qiao Yu'an was extremely anxious; he was still counting on Shang Wan to rescue him.

Shang Wan swallowed hard and said, "The cartilage powder won't work on me."

She's not stupid; she knew the tea was bad, yet she still drank it.

Ignoring Qiao Yu'an's astonished expression, Shang Wan swirled her teacup and asked, "Are there many bone-softening powders in the mountain stronghold?"

After Qiao Yu'an was tied up and taken up the mountain, he was kept bound and locked in a room. How could he know where he was going?

Shang Wan could tell from his expression that this person didn't know.

Well, I was originally thinking of giving her a taste of her own medicine, but now... the poison that Duanmu gave her has finally come in handy.

"I'll be right back." Shang Wan didn't give Qiao Yu'an a chance to react before pushing open the door and walking out.

Qiao Yu'an: "..."

He felt very unsafe being alone in the bandit's den!
Regardless of whether Shang Wan could hear him or not, he lowered his voice and shouted, "Come back quickly!"

Just as Qiao Yu'an was figuring out how to tie the rope back up to avoid being discovered, Xiao Huan and the other two, led by the lynx, finally found the room of the caravan members.

There are so many bandits patrolling the mountain stronghold. The three of them were almost discovered several times just now, and their hearts are pounding like crazy.

Stone peeked out with half his face and looked across. He saw two bandits guarding the door of the room, and three more bandits pacing back and forth on the high watchtower, each carrying a bow.

The moment the three of them show their faces, they're sure to be riddled with arrows.

"What should we do?" Xiao Huan almost spoke in a breathy voice.

“I’ll go out and distract them,” Zhou Gua said. “You guys take the opportunity to go in and rescue them.”

Shi Tou thought this wouldn't do and grabbed Zhou Gua, saying, "Do you want to be shot into a hedgehog?"

Zhou Gua turned to look at him, "Then what's your idea?"

Of the three, he was the fastest and most suitable to do this.

Of course, Zhou Gua also harbored the intention of making amends for his mistakes.

What if the owner doesn't punish him because he tried his best to save people?

Just as Shang Wan reached the kitchen, she suddenly sneezed. Even though she immediately covered her mouth and nose, the bandits making midnight snacks in the kitchen still noticed her.

The bandit, holding a cleaver, cautiously approached the stacked vegetable baskets.

The sound is coming from here.

A cool breeze rose from his back, and the bandit suddenly felt a pain in his neck. His vision went black, and he collapsed.

Shang Wan reached out and caught the man and the kitchen knife together to prevent them from making a sound and alerting the bandits guarding the door.

With his head stuck and spun halfway around, "snap," the bandit cook's soul was sent to his death.

"Don't worry, I'll make good use of the last pot of soup you make in this life."