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

"Ms. sir, let me help you." She said warmly.

Cheng Huai pursed his lower lip and leaned over to kiss her, "No, my wife, go to sleep."

If I help, I probably won't be able to sleep in the middle of the night.

Jiang Miao put her arms around his waist and dug her fingers into his shirt.

Cheng Huai held her down, and Jiang Miao opened her mouth and bit his chin, "You are my husband-in-law."

Without any effort, Cheng Huai let go and acquiesced to her behavior.

The next day, the duck quacked hungry, and the lamb followed suit.

Jiang Miao scalded the cowpeas picked yesterday in hot water, and then went to cut courgettes and eggplants.

They can be dried, and cowpeas and courgettes can also be pickled.

The sun was not bright at the moment, so Cheng Huai went to the vegetable garden, watered it, took some vegetable leaves out for the chickens and ducks to eat, and then came back to the kitchen to help boil the ginger seedlings and cowpeas.

Jiang Miao reached out and patted the ashes on his sleeve, "Mr. Master, these vegetables will be enough for us to eat for two months. Then we can plant new vegetables."

Once this crop of vegetables is picked from the vegetable garden, we won’t be able to plant as much in the future, and there won’t be enough water at home.

"Yeah." The man responded in a deep voice. Seeing that the vegetables were almost hot, he went out to carry the dustpan.

Jiang Miao bent down to carry the bucket. Cheng Huai strode over to take the bucket from her hand and reached out to support her arm.

"Mr., it's not serious." The woman looked at him with a smile, took the scissors and followed him out.

Cheng Huai brought a low stool over for her to sit on, and then went to the kitchen to bring out other dishes.

The two of them were busy until early in the morning. When they saw Yu Ying coming behind with her children, they started cooking.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the woman's forehead. Cheng Huai paused in his cutting of vegetables, then turned sideways and took the woman into his arms, and then carried her forward.

"I've been busy all morning. My wife is resting in the house." He wiped her sweat with his sleeves, gave her snacks from his arms, and then went to scoop out a bowl of water.

Jiang Miao fanned herself and stopped crowding in the kitchen. "Okay, sir, just call me if you need anything."

"Yes." Cheng Huai stood up and went to the back, but after a while he brought the two children over.

Looking at each other, it is good to have a care.

After eating at noon, Cheng Huai went to the back and turned the dried vegetables, and then came back to massage Jiang Miao's body.

While the dishes were being served, the wife complained that her waist was a little sore and insisted not to let him touch her. Now that she was no longer busy, she grabbed his hand and acted coquettishly.

Jiang Miao leaned against the bedside. The man pinched her calf with a focused expression, then moved closer and pressed her lower back.

The rugged man's resolute and handsome face came close to him. Jiang Miao raised her head and kissed him, smiling with her eyes bent.

Cheng Huai's fingers paused, his cheeks felt hot, and he quickly continued to press her.

"Daughter-in-law, there aren't many things to do at home, so you don't have to work." He said in a deep voice, reaching out to touch her belly as he spoke.

"I used to let you do all the work you wanted to do, but now that you have a baby that is tiring you, it's easy for you to feel uncomfortable."

Jiang Miao kissed his rough face again, "I know, my husband has told me many times now that from now on I won't work and will just be a lazy man."

Cheng Huai pursed his lips, took off the silk flowers and hairpin from her head, put his arms around her waist and lay down, "Daughter-in-law, don't think I'm annoying. They say you'll be in bad shape as you get older after working too much."

They always heard that the mother-in-law at home had sore waist and legs because she had to work after she was pregnant with the child. He was trying not to let Jiang Miao do it now, for fear that she would be like this in the future.

This is a lifelong matter and cannot be taken lightly.

"It's not annoying. My husband is thinking about me. Why do I dislike it? I just feel that not doing anything is like eating soft rice." Jiang Miao said in a helpless tone.

"No, wife." The man lowered his head and touched her forehead, and asked in a warm voice, "Is your waist still sore? I'll massage it for you again." "It's not sore anymore. My husband's skills have always been very good." She said with a smile, He reached out and grabbed his ear.

Cheng Huai took the fan and lay down on his side, fanning her slowly.

The family has been living a peaceful life for a few days, but the people in the village who are short of water can no longer bear it.

There was not enough water and they could not get it from other villages. They had no choice but to go to the village chief to make trouble.

There is a well at the village chief's side, and there is quite a lot of water in the well. These days, some people who are close to the Wang family come to borrow water.

Naturally, other people started coming to ask for money, otherwise they would not be able to survive this life.

Cheng Huai borrowed a large vat from somewhere, carried it back and placed it on the right side of the yard.

He would fill half a tank of water into it every three days. Except for those who had come to find trouble before and had bad relationships, everyone else could come and scoop water.

Seeing that the Cheng family suddenly showed kindness, the village chief quickly arranged for someone to keep an eye on the vat, otherwise some greedy person would scoop out too much at once, and then everyone else would be gone.

After all, we all belong to the same village. If we don't help each other through these difficult days, I'm afraid it will continue to be sad.

After the Cheng family started to provide water, the Li family also started to provide water, but they wanted to collect money, and many people stood in front of the door and scolded them.

But you should buy it or buy it. The Cheng family's daily distribution of water can only ensure that they will not die of thirst, but they have to wash and cook on weekdays, so there are many places to use water.

Lushui Village has been experiencing drought for two months. After the river dried up, all the crops died. Everyone went to the mountains to dig grass roots and pull leaves to eat. Those who had some surplus food did not dare to eat more, saving the most critical moment to save their lives.

Every household is tightening their belts and living a tight life.

No one in the village has starved to death, nor did they directly steal things and beat people just for a mouthful of water and food like other villages.

Many places are in chaos, the people are being worked to death, the people are starving to death, and the people are being beaten to death.

Until July, Jiang Miao and Cheng Huai went to town and Liu Chunying was about to give birth.

Li Shuisheng ran to the midwife in a panic, his eyes red and swollen.

Jiang Miao stayed with Liu Chunying in the house, while Cheng Huai helped boil water outside.

When the midwife arrived, Jiang Miao came out of the house and glanced at the man sitting in front of the stove. "Mr. sir, are you ready for the hot water?"

"It will still burn for a while." Cheng Huai stood up and helped her sit down beside him, reaching out to support her lower back.

Hearing the cries of pain in the room, his big hand subconsciously squeezed Jiang Miao's hand.

Jiang Miao looked toward the room worriedly. Liu Chunying was now in her 30s, but it was still her first child. She didn't know what was going on inside, and could only hear the woman's screams.

Li Shuisheng squatted at the door, clenched his fists and cried, looking up at the room after a while.

Cheng Huai pursed his lips and his eyes fell on Jiang Miao's pretty and gentle face.

Their baby is due in four or five months.

It was morning when Cheng Huai and Jiang Miao came and helped boil hot water several times, but the child hadn't come out yet.

I don't know whether it was the hot weather or something else, but Jiang Miao's palms were sweating a lot.

Cheng Huai took some jujubes from his arms for her to eat, sat on the edge with his straw hat and fanned himself, and raised his hands to cover her ears.

Jiang Miao stuffed some firewood into the stove and grabbed her man's hand, "Ms., I'm fine."

Another basin of hot water was brought into the house, and finally, the baby's weak cry came from the house, gradually getting louder.

Li Shuisheng staggered and ran into the house.

Jiang Miao looked over happily, her eyes brightening slightly, "Mr., the baby is born!"