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

Yu Ying waved her hand, knowing that he was worried about Jiang Miao, and responded in a gentle tone: "Go ahead, I will take good care of Miss Miao."

Cheng Huai then left.

It was close to noon when the man returned. Jiang Miao added two pieces of charcoal and saw that he was holding a handful of wild flowers in his arms with mud roots underneath.

Thinking of yesterday's talk about planting flowers in the yard, a warmth suddenly rose in her heart and her eyebrows softened slightly.

She stood up holding on to the back of the chair, and Cheng Huai immediately stepped forward to hold her lower back.

"Mr., where did you go to dig the wild flowers?" She couldn't help laughing as she wiped the mud off the man's body with her handkerchief.

Putting the vegetables he bought aside, Cheng Huai went to find a wooden barrel to put wild flowers in, and replied in a rough voice: "I went to the village, the water has receded."

"My husband went to the mountain?" Jiang Miao raised her hand and touched his clothes, "It's still raining, and the road is so slippery."

The man opened his arms to look at her and said honestly: "I didn't fall, I just didn't find any flowers."

"It's winter, so there aren't many flowers." After pouring hot water for him to drink, the woman's eyes fell on his forehead, "Does your forehead still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Handing the shortbread to her, the man lowered his head and kissed her face, "Daughter-in-law, I'm going to plant flowers. Uncle Lin and the others will come over later."

"Just plant it on the edge, it might get washed away if it rains."

"Rinse it away before digging." Helping her sit down, the man wore a bamboo hat and went with a hoe.

Yu Ying brought a wooden basin from the kitchen and sat in the main room to cook with Jiang Miao.

Looking at his silly son digging in the yard, he couldn't help but joked: "It's actually more interesting than before."

"Nai, can we go?" Dabao ran over and asked Xiaobao.

Jiang Si squatted beside him and helped Jiang Miao prepare the dishes.

Yu Ying glanced at the two little kids and said, "What are you doing? It's still raining outside."

"Then why dad can do it? Dad was playing in the mud and you didn't hit him." Dabao put his hands on his hips and said dissatisfied.

Yu Ying paused in breaking the vegetables and said, "Your father is going to plant flowers. I will still beat him when he plays in the mud."

"Nai, how about Xiaobao and I also plant flowers?" Dabao shamelessly came over and said with a smile, "Nai, you can't hit me."

"Try it. Anyway, I won't help your father when he hits someone." Yu Ying pushed the person away in disgust.

Jiang Miao laughed out loud, wiped her hands, took out the shortbread bought by the man, broke it into small pieces, and let them eat by themselves.

The two children stopped fussing with Yu Ying and grabbed shortbread to eat while chasing the dog.

"Xiao Si is going to eat too." Jiang Miao pulled Jiang Si, who was squatting at work, and said warmly, "Go outside and wash your hands first."

Jiang Si raised his dark little face and said, "Sister, I'll eat after I finish my work."

"Sister, there isn't much work here, go ahead." Jiang Miao raised her hand and pinched his face.

Jiang Si glanced at Yu Ying, who had a kind face, and then ran to wash his hands and get the cake, and then went to play with Dabao and Xiaobao.

Yu Ying couldn't help but sigh, "Xiao Si is a sensible boy, it's a pity that his parents are born so early."

Thinking of Jiang Miao's life experience, her voice immediately stopped and she couldn't help but look at Jiang Miao.

"Mom, I'm fine." Jiang Miao handed over the shortbread.

Yu Ying felt relieved now.

"Daughter-in-law, how are you?" The man planted the flowers, put the hoe in the gutter beside the eaves to wash, and looked over with a smile on his tough face.

Jiang Miao looked up, her eyes filled with warmth, she curved her eyes and smiled: "Mr., you look good."

There are not many wild flowers, but small patches of white flowers can still be seen clustered together.

There is a bit of leisure and tranquility in the elegance.

Yu Ying also nodded, "That's right." "Mr., come in quickly, your clothes will get wet soon." Jiang Miao waved her hand, "Come here and eat shortbread."

After washing the man, he carried the hoe to a corner of the gate and placed it. He wiped the sweat with his head and just happened to touch the big bump on his forehead, and he couldn't help but frown.

Jiang Miao stuffed a piece of shortbread for him to eat, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and couldn't help laughing: "What a fool, I forgot that I was injured."

"It doesn't hurt." Cheng Huai pursed his lower lip and added two pieces of charcoal to the brazier.

Jiang Miao leaned over and blew on it, "I'll give you a hot bandana later."

After finishing the dishes, Yu Ying carried them to wash them. Seeing that it was almost time, Cheng Huai walked over and picked up the chicken.

Kill them when you go out. You can chop them by scalding them and plucking their hair.

Jiang Miao went to the kitchen to light the fire and cut the side dishes to be used.

"Daughter-in-law, leave half of the chicken for stew and the other half for frying." Cheng Huai came in to get a chopping board and went outside to chop, otherwise the chicken blood would be splattered everywhere.

"Okay." Jiang Miao looked at the thick velvet coat on his body and said, "Mr., put on some old clothes over your head. Don't make your clothes dirty."

"Well, wife, don't do the heavy work. I'll come back and light the fire after I chop the chicken." The man's deep voice came from outside.

"understood."

There was the sound of chopping chicken outside. Jiang Miao scooped some warm water and put it in a wooden basin to wash her hands. When she heard the sound stopped, she turned around and saw a tall black figure coming in.

"Master, come and wash your hands. I'll marinate the chicken." She said warmly, reaching out towards him.

The man walked in, stretched out his legs and pulled the chair in front of her, "Have a good time by the fire."

After washing his hands and helping the woman sit down, the rough man went to marinate the chicken, and soon reached out and said, "Daughter-in-law, my sleeves are about to fall off."

Jiang Miao was speechless, rolled up his sleeves, and tightened his loose belt.

While the chicken is stewed, the other half of the marinated chicken is ready for frying.

The chicken fat raised at home is sizzling in the oil pan, and the kitchen is suddenly filled with a rich aroma.

After stuffing a handful of firewood into the stove, Jiang Miao handed over the rice wine on the side and said, "Master, pour some into it."

The man poured some into the pot and said in a gentle voice: "I bought three kilograms of tangerines. Do you want to eat them now?"

"Is it sour?"

Cheng Huai tightened his face and looked a little more serious, "It's sweet, I tasted it."

The man probably thought of the lime seeds he bought before. Jiang Miao suppressed her laughter and said, "If you want to eat it, you can eat it after eating."

"Daughter-in-law, you can laugh if you want." Facing her eyes that were holding back a smile, Cheng Huai pursed his lower lip, "Don't hold it in."

When the chili garlic leaves are put into the pot, the pungent taste comes out immediately.

Cheng Huai carried the man outside and saw Lin Wang and others coming in.

Jiang Miao quickly patted her man's arm and motioned for him to let her go.

"My husband, go take care of the dishes, and I'll greet my mother."

"Daughter-in-law, please go slowly."

"it is good."

Liu Chunying came over with her baby in her arms and joked at Jiang Miao: "This one in your house is so delicious when cooked, but I don't even know what it is when the one in my house is fried."

"It would be better if you teach her more." Jiang Miao lowered her head to look at the little baby in her arms, "It will be fat and white when it grows up."

"Yes, she was ugly when she was born." Liu Chunying couldn't help but smile, "Shui An and I disliked him for a long time."

Jiang Miao arched her eyebrows and said, "Go sit in the room, I'm tired of holding you like this."