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

Liu Guiju gave Er Zhuzhu an angry look, "Didn't you see that the shopkeeper knows the Cheng family couple? We are taking advantage of them."

How can such a good inn be so cheap?

But now her family has no choice. The woodshed can no longer be lived in. How can it survive the confinement period?
"How come the Cheng family is so good now, running a carriage and an inn?" Erzhuzi muttered.

Liu Guiju hit him and said, "Please remember that this time we are indebted to his family, so don't get jealous."

She used to envy the Cheng family and couldn't help but gossip.

Now that people are ignoring past grudges, she almost regrets it in her heart.

"If we can't wait until the floods stop, save some money and send it to the Cheng family. Now this inn should borrow money from others first." Liu Guiju thought about it.

The inn is not a charity house, so there is no way they could give me less money. It must have been secretly given by the couple from the Cheng family.

After asking the waiter to lead the people up, Wan Qilin looked at Jiang Miao and Cheng Huai.

"Brother Cheng, Mrs. Cheng, is this a relative of yours?"

"No, from a village." Jiang Miao shook her head.

Cheng Huai helped her sit down on the chair, felt that the porcelain pot on the side was warm, and poured a cup of hot water, "Daughter-in-law, drink water."

"Yes." Jiang Miao touched the cup and warmed her hands.

Wan Qilin looked over curiously, "Ms. Cheng, are you doing something good?"

"Yes and no." Jiang Miao touched her belly.

One was thinking that Su Yun had just given birth to a child, and the other was that it was time to build up the reputation of the inn.

"Brother Xiaowan, let's think of a new name for the inn. Let's make a plaque and we can open it."

"It's so fast, don't you mean to wait for the rain to stop?"

Wan Qilin suddenly became excited. He has been busy here recently and he is eager to open the business immediately to make money.

Jiang Miao nodded, "That was the original plan, but now, it seems there are better times."

The reputation before welcoming guests was not very good, so changing the name is naturally not enough.

If you don’t change your previous impression all at once, some people will still be put off when you open it in the future.

And if the house is empty now, it is also a waste. It is better to let people live in it at a lower price than other houses.

You will earn less, but you will not lose money, and your reputation will be good.

The low price is enough to attract people to stay. After all, this is a big inn, and people feel that their money is worth more.

After discussing the matter with Wan Qilin, it was already dark outside and the rain started falling again.

Tie the woman's raincoat tightly, the man bends down to tie up his trousers, and then he holds her horizontally in his arms.

"Ms. sir, I can walk by myself." Jiang Miao grasped the handle of the umbrella and said quickly.

Cheng Huai lowered his head and rubbed her face, "Daughter-in-law, hold me tight, I can walk fast."

It was raining heavily and it was difficult to see clearly on the road. He was worried that if Jiang Miao walked on her own, she would step into a pothole.

"Then be careful, I'll hold an umbrella."

She raised her head slightly, and the man's strong chin fell into her eyes, with a calm and gentle expression.

The tall man hugged the petite woman and stepped into the rain, flowing through the rushing water, his steps steady and fast.

Jiang Miao held the umbrella as high as possible, otherwise her husband would not be able to see the road ahead easily.

"Daughter-in-law, there's no need to lift it so high. Your hands will get sore later."

Jiang Miao tilted the umbrella further back, turned her head to look at the rising water, and couldn't help but pursed her lips and said, "Why don't you buy yourself a pair of shoes?"

"You don't have oil shoes with big feet like mine." Cheng Huai said casually, lowering his head and kissing her face blindly.

Oil shoes are expensive and he won't be able to wear them a few times, so he might as well save them for his wife to buy sweets for her to eat.

The woman looked at him with an angry smile and said, "Go on, I'll jump into the ditch later."

"No, I'm still holding my wife." He said hoarsely.

My feet are in the cold water, but my heart feels warm.

When they got home, the black dog ran over and circled around the two of them.

Yu Ying hurriedly came over to drive the dog away, and pulled Jiang Miao to look at her, "Are you okay? Why did you run out in this heavy rain?"

"Mom, we're fine." Jiang Miao took off her raincoat and immediately went to the house to find shoes and socks.

Cheng Huai hung the coir raincoat on the wall and saw his wife walking back and forth in the house. He couldn't help but said: "Daughter-in-law, I will look for her myself."

"The shoes will be dry by the time you find them."

Jiang Miao found the things, grabbed the handkerchief and wiped the water from his face, "Ms., go get a basin of water to soak your feet and keep your body warm."

"Well, what does your wife want to eat for dinner?" he asked.

"Eat dumplings. I haven't finished lunch yet."

"Okay, I'll steam it." He got up wearing wooden clogs and went to the kitchen, and Jiang Miao followed.

Seeing him sitting by the stove lighting the fire, you knew he didn't want to soak his feet.

She walked over and opened the lid of the pot and took a look. There was hot water.

"Daughter-in-law, are you thirsty?" The man stood up and gave her a bowl.

Jiang Miao glared at him, said nothing, and turned around to go to the bathhouse next door.

Cheng Huai hurriedly followed and saw her bending down to pick up the wooden basin. He quickly walked over to get it, pursed his lips and said, "Daughter-in-law, let me soak."

After saying that, he lowered his head to look at his wife's sullen face, and shouted softly: "Daughter-in-law, are you angry?"

"Hurry up and get hot water, or I'll be angry." Jiang Miao couldn't hold back her smile and pushed him outside.

Cheng Huai turned his head, stretched out his hand to support her lower back, and grinned.

After scalding her hands and feet to warm her whole body, Jiang Miao watched him put on his shoes and socks before sitting down on the chair next to him to warm himself up by the fire.

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Si lay on a stool and read the big characters.

Xiaobao came to the side to watch, but Dabao was far away and didn't want to read along with him at all.

Yu Ying looked at him with disgust, "Those words will eat you up?"

"Milk, Dabao's head looks big." Dabao covered his head.

Yu Ying laughed out loud, "If you look at copper coins, you won't be big-headed. If you don't know how to read, you won't be able to earn copper coins."

"What?"

Yu Ying thought for a while and said, "We are rich, and who is illiterate? The more you are literate, the more money you will have."

Dabao suddenly realized it. He looked up at his parents and suddenly realized that this was the truth.

"Little uncle, teach me quickly." He ran over.

Jiang Si scratched his head, "I don't know him either."

"Uncle, you are so stupid."

"I'm not stupid, Master said I'm just ignorant."

Dabao tilted his head, "What is Kaiqiao? Opening a lock?"

"probably."

"No." Xiaobao said two words with a sullen face.

"what is that?"

"do not know."

"Brother Xiaobao, you are so stupid, we are all stupid."

"It's smartass."

The three of them muttered a lot, and Jiang Miao walked for a while and then sat down with a smile.

Listening to them talk again will make your stomach hurt from laughing.

Cheng Huai pursed his lower lip, raised his hand and stroked her back, "Daughter-in-law, don't listen to them."

"Well, I stopped listening after a while." Jiang Miao couldn't help but laugh. The children were talking so happily.

The man looked at her helplessly, took her arm and squeezed it gently.

My wife was afraid her hands would be sore at night after holding the umbrella for so long.

Feeling her arm being gently rubbed, Jiang Miao bent her eyes and looked at him.