After marrying the rough man Orion, the little peasant girl was spoiled

Two clay dolls ran all over the room, Yu Ying chased after them.

Knowing that they were going to be beaten, Dabao and Xiaobao ran fast.

Jiang Miao held back her smile and went to the house to get them a change of clothes, while Cheng Huai went to the back to fetch water for them to bathe.

"Girl Miao, take the bottom layer of clothes, the top ones are too small." Yu Ying closed the door, dragged a bench and sat down by the bathtub.

Jiang Miao bent down to look through the clothes underneath. The child grows fast and looks different every day, and the little clothes can no longer be worn.

She took the clothes and went out, "Mother, my husband and I will go to town tomorrow to pull some more cloth."

"You don't need to buy too much, you can continue to wear the clothes after changing them." Yu Ying slapped Dabao Dudu's buttocks, "I know how to play in the mud, and I will wash your mud clothes tomorrow."

Dabao sat down in the water, raised his head a little unconvinced, "Grandma, why don't you hit Xiaobao, he also plays with mud."

"Not one of them can escape." Yu Ying stretched out her hand and patted Xiaobao's buttocks as well.

Xiaobao pursed his lips, and looked at Dabao with a resentful expression.

Dabao giggled, patted his chest, and said generously, "I will play with you next time."

Xiaobao's eyes lit up, and he nodded with satisfaction.

"Still playing and playing, it really is you who took the lead first!" Yu Ying gave another slap, laughing angrily, rubbing the mud with much more strength.

Jiang Miao couldn't help laughing, took the clothes to the backyard to bake, and waited until it was hot before going back to the front for Dabao and Xiaobao to wear.

Cheng Huai dressed them, carried them to the bed, and stuffed them into the quilt.

Dabao leaned over and pouted and kissed Cheng Huai's face, "Father, when will you give birth to my younger sister?"

Xiao Bao arched the quilt, poked his head out, and looked at him with round eyes, "Father, if you have a younger sister, you can play in the mud together."

"Soon." Cheng Huai pursed his lips and said in a low voice, raised his hand to push their heads back under the quilt, "You can't take your sister to play in the mud."

The two children muffled in the quilt and let out a "hmm", probably a compromise.

It's good to have a younger sister, it doesn't matter if you play in mud or not.

Mud can also be played secretly.

After going out to pour out the water in the bathtub, Cheng Huai went to the backyard to fetch water for Jiang Miao to bathe, and then took her clothes to bake.

Jiang Miao glanced at the stove. A broad-backed and strong man was sitting on a low stool, slightly bowed, with two big hands holding his clothes and roasting by the stove.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Cheng Huai turned his head, with a very natural expression, "Candles are lit in the bath room, and there is hot water in the bucket next to it, don't get scalded."

"Yeah." Jiang Miao walked over and gave him the clothes, "I baked my own clothes too, so I'll wear them warm later."

Cheng Huai took it and urged, "Okay, go wash, the water is getting cold."

Jiang Miao broke the candle wick after taking a bath, and waited for the flame to brighten before packing up her clothes and going outside.

Cheng Huai carried her back to the house, and pulled the quilt to cover her.

Jiang Miao raised his hand and pulled off his headband, and said in a low voice, "Take care of your hair, so it won't get wet later."

Cheng Huai lowered his head to let her do it, and pulled the quilt to wrap her up.

The man's headband was a bit old, and it would easily fall apart after two more wraps. Jiang Miao withdrew her hand, rubbed his ears, and smiled lightly, "Okay, let's go, Mr. Hurry."

"Wait for me to come back." He looked at her with piercing eyes.

Jiang Miao gave him an angry look, and thought that she had promised yesterday, so she grabbed his waist, "Go quickly."

Watching him go out, Jiang Miao went to the cabinet to find new fabrics, which were leftover from making clothes before, enough to make a few hair ties.

Cheng Huai pushed the door open and came in, and saw the woman bowing her head and concentrating on sewing his hairband. Her pretty face was reflected in the candlelight, and the halo fell on her body, which made people feel very warm.

He closed the door, took off his shoes and went to bed, gently wrapping his arms around her body.

Jiang Miao lifted the corner of the quilt, grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards him, "What are you doing sitting outside, put the quilt on."

"Daughter-in-law, is it for me?" He stared at the blue headband in her hand and couldn't help grinning.

Jiang Miao put away the last stitch, tied the knot and bit the rope, looked sideways at him, "Give it to my husband."

"I'm your husband-in-law." Cheng Huai lowered his head and sucked her lips.

Jiang Miao looked up at him, pursed her lips and smiled lowly: "Well, what a handsome husband."

The rough guy really looked better and better. She pinched his face, put the needle and thread on the stool at the end of the bed, turned around and pinched his leg again, it was so stiff.

Lying down around her waist, Cheng Huai lowered his head and kissed her face, breathing heavily, "Daughter-in-law, do you want to blow out the candles?"

"Well, Fei Qian."

The man got up to blow out the candles, returned to the quilt and hugged her again.

There was no movement for a long time, Jiang Miao reached out and hugged his waist, and whispered softly: "Mr.

"Is it cold?" Cheng Huai hugged her tightly, clamping her little feet.

Hearing his heavy breathing, he knew that he was deliberately waiting for her to take the initiative, and he could bear it even in such a hurry.

Jiang Miao lightly kicked his thigh, a little embarrassed, "Hurry up, my husband, we have to get up early tomorrow."

It seems to be to deal with things.

"Does my daughter-in-law like it?" His arms were tense, wrapping around her waist as hard as iron, breathing hard but not moving.

Jiang Miao remained silent, Cheng Huai was a little anxious.

"Don't dislike it." He pursed his lips and said in a low voice, breathing tentatively on her neck.

Jiang Miao couldn't help laughing out loud, met his eyes in the dark, stretched out her arms and hugged him, "Silly Master."

"If you like it, you shouldn't if you don't like it." She opened her mouth and bit his chin, whispering softly, "Sir, I like it very much."

Cheng Huai responded in a low voice, the corners of his lips curled up, and he slowly approached her with his arms around her waist.

The next day, Jiang Miao turned out the plush scarf she bought earlier.

"Girl Miao, the sun is out today." When Yu Ying came out of the kitchen, she saw Jiang Miao wrapped herself up tightly.

Jiang Miao subconsciously looked away from Cheng Huai, looked at Yu Ying, pursed her lips and said, "Mother, I'm a little cold."

"Don't catch a cold." Yu Ying quickly came over and touched her forehead, then grabbed her hand and shook it, "Let Cheng Huai take you to see the doctor when I have time later."

Jiang Miao nodded obediently when she met the man's half-smiley eyes, "Good mother."

"Otherwise, don't go to town today and rest at home, there must be too much cold wind blowing." Yu Ying said worriedly, and turned to look at Cheng Huai, a little dissatisfied, "Your wife is not feeling well, you still stand Are you confused there?"

After being scolded, Cheng Huai came over silently, bent down and picked up Jiang Miao horizontally, and went into the house.

"Still uncomfortable?" His eyes fell on her waist, and he reached out to rub it.

Jiang Miao pushed his hand away and said angrily, "Hurry up and have breakfast, and go to town."

"Okay, I'll go get yours together." Cheng Huai straightened up and went out, then turned back, lowered his head and bit her lip, "Daughter-in-law, don't be angry."

Then he walked out quickly, as if fleeing.

Jiang Miao was angry and annoyed, somehow she believed his grievance and anxiety last night, and turned to coax him over and over again.

Shengsheng fell into his trap.

You can't see people around your neck right now.