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

Jiang Miao raised her hand and stroked his back, "Eat slowly, there is still a lot of food."

"Sister, the rice tastes so good." Jiang Si started to cry as he ate.

Jiang Miao stretched out her hand and patted his head, "Don't cry. Dabao and Xiaobao will both laugh at you later."

"Thank you, aunt. Thank you, brother-in-law." Jiang Si looked at the two adults beside him with grateful eyes.

Yu Ying smiled and nodded, "No thanks, have a good meal."

There is plenty of food left at home now, but it is just a matter of opening one's mouth to eat, so there is nothing to be thankful for.

And their good life now is mostly due to Miao Yatou.

Cheng Huai remained silent and didn't say anything. He just took some meat for him and some for Jiang Miao.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Si and Dabao and Xiaobao were playing under the eaves. Jiang Miao went to feed the chicken house. When she saw the black dog running around, she went to the kitchen to scoop some rice for it.

Cheng Huai walked back from the vegetable field wearing a raincoat, took off the bamboo hat on his head and hung it on the wall, holding a bucket of mud in his other hand.

"Mr. sir, have the vegetable seeds sprouted?" Jiang Miao went to get a small shovel, knowing that her husband wanted to fill in the small hole in the ground at home.

After taking the shovel, the man pulled a chair next to her for her to sit on. He stretched out his hand to support her lower back and replied in a gentle voice: "It's almost sprouted."

This vegetable patch doesn't accumulate much water, and with a layer of straw on top, there's no fear of the seeds being damaged by water.

Jiang Miao touched her belly and looked at him with a gentle smile, "I'll go for a walk, and the baby won't kick anyone right now."

The little guy now has a lot of strength to kick people, and his stomach hurts and he can't continue walking.

"I'll help my wife down the stairs." Putting the shovel in the bucket, the man turned around and washed his hands, then helped her walk slowly.

Now that she is eight months pregnant, it is difficult for her to be away from others.

Jiang Miao grabbed his arm and felt that the cuff was a little wet, so she stretched out her hand to help him pull it up. "It's gotten a lot colder recently. My husband will go see if there is any firewood seller tomorrow."

Now that the water is rising everywhere, it's not safe to collect firewood in the woods. It's better to buy some firewood for convenience.

"They are sold on the street. I'll buy some tomorrow."

The man said solemnly, holding her hand tightly with his big hand, which immediately felt a lot warmer.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, Cheng Huai held her back and sat down, then went to the house to find a coat for her to wear.

The clothes were tied tightly, and looking at the rough man's serious face, Jiang Miao couldn't help but smile, "It's not cold, my hands are warm."

"I'm covering up the heat." The man pursed his lower lip and reached out to pinch her cheek, "My wife, just call me if you want to do anything."

"Okay, sir, let the three of them come in. It won't be cold if they stay outside."

It was getting dark outside, so Cheng Huai called the three children in and closed the door.

Without the wind blowing in, the house will be warmer.

Jiang Miao lit a candle and placed it next to the dining table, and lit another one for the rough man to hold, otherwise he would not be able to see clearly while he was working.

"Sister, will you come back to the village to live in the future?" Jiang Si asked while biting a dried sweet potato.

Jiang Miao grabbed the hem of his long clothes and patted the dust, and said warmly: "Go back when it stops raining. No one can live in the village now."

"Where will Grandma and the others live?" Jiang Si asked worriedly.

Jiang Miao raised her hand and touched his head, "She lives in a temple on the mountain. Your uncle will take good care of her. Don't worry."

"Daughter-in-law, I will make dumplings for you tomorrow."

As he was talking, the man in the corner suddenly spoke.

Jiang Miao looked over and saw that the candlelight was placed in front of the man. Even if he was squatting, the elongated shadow was huge.

She smiled and said back to him, "Okay, I'll eat tomorrow."

We agreed yesterday, but we stayed in the village for too long, so we didn’t have time to make dumplings.

I didn’t expect that my man would still remember it.After working for a while, Cheng Huai filled in all the small holes in the house. Cheng Huai took the candle and walked around the house several times.

"Ms. sir, sit down and have a rest." Jiang Miao took his hand and said, "We'll see in the daytime."

"Are you sleepy, wife? I'll fetch some water to wash you off." There was sweat on the man's forehead. Jiang Miao raised her hand to wipe it off for him. "You're not sleepy yet, please take a rest first."

Yu Ying finished embroidering the small cotton shoes in her hand and handed them over to Jiang Miao, "Little tiger shoes, for my granddaughter to wear during the Chinese New Year."

"Mom, what if it's not my granddaughter?"

Jiang Miao was a little confused about whether to laugh or cry. Even though Yu Ying was not talking about it, all she could think about was her granddaughter.

Yu Ying went to the house and pulled some more cotton cloth, "What can I do? I can embroider a pair for my little grandson. Anyway, he can wear it in the future."

"I don't care about my grandchildren, so don't think too much about them." Yu Ying muttered.

Dabao immediately raised his head and said, "Nai, I also want little tiger shoes."

"I want it too." Xiaobao immediately raised his round face.

Yu Ying looked at them with disgust, "Whatever you want, just look at your shoes. I'll be satisfied if they're not black one day."

"Nai, then you can make white shoes for me to wear." Dabao immediately said wisely.

Yu Ying put aside her head and said, "It's a beautiful idea."

Wearing white shoes is even more intolerant of getting dirty. She doesn't want her grandson to piss her off.

Jiang Miao grabbed the little tiger shoe and looked at it. It was about the size of the palm of a hand. When placed in the rough man's hand, it looked even smaller.

Cheng Huai pinched it and looked at it, and his heart warmed when he thought about his own baby wearing it in the future.

"Smirk." The woman reached out and pinched his face, her eyes curled up in laughter.

The man pursed his lips, his eyes full of tenderness, and reached out to touch her belly.

In the evening, after fetching water and wiping Jiang Miao's body, Cheng Huai carried her to the bed and laid her down. He blocked the gap at the door before blowing out the candle and lying down to sleep.

The rough man leaned over like a furnace. The woman put her arms around his thick waist and stretched out her legs.

Cheng Huai clamped her feet, reached over and squeezed her lower back with his big hands, "Daughter-in-law, has the baby moved?"

"He was asleep and moved just now."

"Ah."

Hearing the disappointment in his tone, Jiang Miao smiled and grabbed his hand, "Let me touch it for you."

"He will be so small in the future." The man whispered, his big hand gently caressing her belly.

The shoe was only the size of one of his fingers, and he didn't know how to hold it in the future.

"The baby is still small when he is born, what a silly husband."

"As long as your daughter-in-law is smart." He suddenly came over and kissed her. Jiang Miao pushed him away with an angry smile, "Don't make trouble and sleep peacefully."

The man grinned, came over and rubbed her cheek, "Daughter-in-law, how did I get such a good wife like you?"

"Poor mouth." After rubbing his ears, she thought of something and added, "I'll buy some ointment for my face and ears tomorrow. The winter wind will sting me."

Nowadays, we have several children at home who love to play and have crazy temperaments. If we don’t put some ointment on them, their faces will freeze in the future.

"Well, I didn't get frostbite last year." Cheng Huai felt warm in his heart and couldn't help but kiss her again.

In previous years, my ears would be sore and itchy from the cold. Last year, Jiang Miao stared at them every day, but she really didn’t get chilblains anymore.

"There won't be a baby this year, and there won't be any in the future." Jiang Miao raised her hand and touched the scar on his forehead, and took the initiative to raise her head and kiss him, "Mr., please go to sleep. I can't help you if you keep trying."

With a touch of warmth on his forehead, Cheng Huai was instantly satisfied. He touched the quilt on her side and pulled it up, and continued to press her waist with his big hands.