Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 156 Did she let you hold her hand?
Li Ninghua was rendered impotent by a single injection from her, Song Wanlin was poisoned by a cottonworm, and Zhao Hongbing was poisoned by a firefly.

The county hospital was very clear about the conditions of these three cases, and they had no way to cure the patients. Song Yanqing also came to ask Ren Shanglu to come out of retirement on the orders of Deng Aiguo.

Now, considering Ren Shanglu's identity, it is really not appropriate for him to take the lead.

Xu Qinghuan recognizes Song Yanqing's professionalism, but does not approve of her use of moral kidnapping.

The well water was ice-cold. After Jiang Xingye washed his face, he took over Xu Qinghuan's job of washing pots and pans.

Xu Qinghuan didn't want him to wash, but Jiang Xingye insisted, "I'm not tired. I already earned seven work points this morning. Five more in the afternoon will be enough."

In normal seasons, ten work points are considered full work points for men, but during the harvest and planting season, in order to encourage members to work hard, the full work points are twelve.

He was full of strength, but Huanhuan was weak. She had gone to the mountains to collect firewood in the morning, came back to cook, and even went out in the scorching sun to deliver food to them. Jiang Xingye felt heartbroken.

He was also good at housework and washed the pots and dishes quickly. Xu Qinghuan was filling his kettle with water, adding a lot of water from the space, which was full of spiritual energy and had the effect of replenishing strength.

Jiang Xingye came over and put his face in front of her. Xu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment.

"I just washed my face!"

"so what?"

"You can kiss me if you want!"

Jiang Xingye was a little shy, his eyes cautious and innocent. Xu Qinghuan smiled at him and touched his lips with her delicate fingers. "Who said I wanted to kiss you?"

Jiang Xingye didn't dare to look at her. He was also a little curious about how his wife blurted out such words. His ears were burning from listening to them.

"It's me. I thought about it." Jiang Xingye was extremely embarrassed. His ears turned red all the way to his neck, and it felt like seventeen or eighteen little rabbits were jumping in his heart.

Xu Qinghuan stopped teasing him, hooked her arms around his neck, and was about to stand on tiptoe when Jiang Xingye lowered his head and kissed her lips.

So sweet.

Chasing each other.

I don't know when my breath became disordered.

Jiang Xingye was breathing rapidly, with fire running around in his body. The hand holding her shoulder unconsciously exerted force. Xu Qinghuan felt pain and arched her back into his arms. Jiang Xingye reflexively took a half step back and held her head against his chest, not daring to let her see.

He smelled of wheat awns. Xu Qinghuan struggled for a moment, but Jiang Xingye let go and turned around immediately.

Xu Qinghuan knew why, and her face couldn't help but blush. She turned and went into the room, "You go to work. I need to sleep for a while. I'll prepare dinner for you."

"Yeah!" His eyes followed Xu Qinghuan's back and watched her close the door.

Jiang Xingye worked even faster in the afternoon. Before three o'clock, he had earned full work points. He threw the last four bundles of grass on the threshing floor. Jiang Xingmei came over and asked, "What are you still doing?"

"I quit!" Jiang Xingye threw the basket to the place where the farm tools were placed and patted the grass debris off his body.

The harvest was divided into two teams. The old, weak and sick were responsible for harvesting potatoes, digging them up, picking them into baskets, and waiting for the strong men to come and pick them up.

The strong labor team was responsible for harvesting the wheat, and some people were left to work on the threshing floor, shaking out the wheat straw heads. When it was almost dry, they used animals to pull stone rollers to grind the wheat grains.

In order to ensure that the stone roller can always circle the threshing ground when the livestock are circling, the stone roller is chiseled to have one end larger than the other.

Li Fengying was leading the animals to hitch the stone roller, when someone had set the roller upright. She couldn't help but slap her thigh and said, "Who did this? Isn't this just harming others out of boredom?"

Hu Hai and Dong Youfu worked for most of the day and earned five or six work points, but they really couldn't do it anymore. Seeing that Jiang Xingye had finished work, they stopped working and came to find Jiang Xingye.

"Aunt Li, what's wrong?" Hu Hai asked.

"You two came at the perfect time. I don't know who put this stone roller upright. Hurry and put it down for me. We need it. It will delay things!" Li Fengying said. The two of them only then noticed that the big end of the stone roller was facing down and the small end was facing up, standing steadily.

The two of them pushed together, using all their strength, but the roller didn't budge at all.

"This won't work. Let's call Brother Ye!" Hu Hai admitted defeat first.

"Brother Ye can do it?" Dong Youfu glared at him and continued to exert all his strength. Finally, he had to shake his aching arms and shook his head, "Then just call me Brother Ye!"

Li Fengying happened to see Jiang Xingye, "Xiaoye, come here."

Jiang Xingye saw the stone roller, which he had picked up last night. He walked over and knocked it to the ground with one hand, shocking the three people so much that their eyes widened.

Li Fengying asked, "You weren't the one who erected this stone roller, were you? Are you crazy?"

Jiang Xingye felt a little embarrassed. He was not crazy with idleness last night, but crazy with joy.

Dong Youfu couldn't believe it, "This can't be it, Brother Ye, it takes some strength to stand it up!"

Hu Hai couldn't stand hearing this, "Why can't it be Brother Ye? Why not use any strength to knock someone down? Brother Ye, it really is you, you're too strong!"

He trotted after Jiang Xingye. When they were far away, someone behind him said, "This Xiaoye is full of strength. When they get married in the future, can Xu Zhiqing, with her small body, withstand his torment?"

"Brother Ye, where are you going?" Hu Hai saw Jiang Xingye carrying an axe from home and heading up the mountain, and hurriedly caught up with him. He really didn't want to work, but if he didn't work he would have no food to eat. Brother Ye had many connections, and he wanted to follow him and have a good life.

"Collecting firewood." Jiang Xingye said briefly without even turning his head.

"Don't you have plenty of firewood at home? Why are you collecting firewood again?" Hu Hai saw him turn his head and glance coldly, and then an idea came to him. "No, Brother Ye, you're not collecting firewood for Xu Zhiqing, are you? I heard she sent you white flour buns at noon. She's such a spendthrift, can you afford to support her?"

Jiang Xingye gave him a cold look.

Hu Hai said, "Brother Ye, I'm doing this for your own good. I'm afraid you'll be deceived. Which of those female educated youth really wants to stay in the countryside? Look at those who want to marry educated youth. Eleven out of ten will be deceived."

"She won't!" Jiang Xingye said impatiently.

Huanhuan never thought of lying to him. She said from the beginning that she might not marry him in the future, and it was his wish!

No matter what she did, no matter what she did to him, even if it meant taking his life, he would be happy to do it.

Whatever he thought or wished had nothing to do with her.

"Brother Ye, is Xu Zhiqing good to you? Tell me, does she let you hold her hand?"

Hu Hai didn't think of prying into the private affairs between the two. He felt that it was not too bad for Xu Zhiqing to be willing to hold Ye Ge's hand and eat Ye Ge's white flour buns.

No one thought that the white flour buns were made by Xu Qinghuan using his own grain. They all thought that they were Jiang Xingye's.

These days, food is more precious than life. Who would be so generous as to treat others to white flour buns?

Jiang Xingye glared at him and said, "She made the steamed buns with her own flour, and the ones I ate were hers. Are you okay? If not, don't follow me."

He thought to himself, Huanhuan not only held his hand, but also kissed him! Huanhuan loved kissing him!

But it is impossible to tell these to anyone.

Hu Hai thought Brother Ye was stupid. "Brother Ye, isn't that the money you gave? Five hundred yuan for the betrothal gift, how many white flour buns can you eat? Are you stupid?"

Seeing that Brother Ye was about to chop him with an axe, Hu Hai quickly raised his hands in surrender. "Okay, Brother Ye, I won't say anything more, okay? I just want to ask, why do we really have to work ourselves to death like this every day? Brother Ye, it's only been one day and I can't stand it anymore. Farming is too tiring. Can you suggest some other ways to make a living?"

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