The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 57
Du Xiaozhu also saw the doorway now, smiled and stopped the hand of Widow Yang who was about to wipe the sweat for Yang Xiuning, took the handkerchief in her hand and said, "Sister-in-law, my husband has me, look at you Uncle is also covered in sweat, why don't you wipe him off too."

Yang Xiuwu was standing on the sidelines watching the play with a handkerchief in hand. Seeing that the fire was about to burn him, he hurriedly took the handkerchief and wiped it on his face randomly, then put the handkerchief into the basin, rolled up his sleeves and wiped his arms. Cool down.

Little Widow Yang wanted to take advantage of Du Xiaozhu's absence and get close to Yang Xiuning, but she didn't expect to be cut off by this little fool.

Hearing Xiaosha's words, he was even more angry and took her for someone else.

Standing aside, watching Du Xiaozhu gently wipe Yang Xiuning's sweat, he was so angry that he ground his teeth.

However, Yang Xiuning didn't think it was any kind of good fortune, but was even more disturbed by Du Xiaozhu's actions.

"Sanggong, why are you sweating more and more!"

Du Xiaozhu looked at Yang Xiuning in bewilderment, seeing his wandering eyes, his face was uncomfortable, the original wheat-colored skin seemed to be a shade darker, and he didn't know whether it was sunburned or blushing.

Du Xiaozhu didn't tease him any more, just handed the handkerchief to his hand and said, "It seems that it's too hot, my husband should wash his face."

Yang Xiuning was let go, he was so grateful that he almost buried his head in the water basin.

Du Xiaozhu helped Yang Xiaomei prepare the meal, and now she knows a little bit about why Yang Xiuning doesn't like to stay at Yang's house, but wants to build a nest on the mountain instead.

The hardest thing to bear is beauty Enna.

Uh, it doesn't seem right, it seems that it should be the hardest thing to bear the widow's grace.

This elder sister-in-law is like a mother, and it is difficult to swallow his cheap husband-in-law. No wonder he wants to buy a little fool to come back as a wife. It is a shield for feelings.

Du Xiaozhu shook his head to get rid of the ridiculous thoughts in his head, but he just forgot that the injury on her head was not healed yet, this shaking almost made him faint.

I just feel a piece of Venus in front of my eyes, and the soles of my feet are light and light, as if I'm stepping on soft cotton candy.

As soon as Yang Xiuning entered the kitchen, he saw her like this, he held her arm with one hand, wrapped her waist with the other and pulled her into his arms, saving her from rushing to the dining table and ruining the meal.

As soon as he supported it, Du Xiaozhu bumped his head into his solid chest, and his head became even more dizzy.

For a long time, the sky was spinning and spinning, and I couldn't keep my eyes open.

Widow Xiao Yang saw the scene of them embracing as soon as she entered the door, and cursed bitterly.

"Shameless!"

But Yang Xiuwu, who came in later, looked at the scene with interest, winked at Yang Xiuning and said, "Second brother, you are too impatient, can't you wait until night to go back to your room?"

Before Du Xiaozhu realized what was going on, he was let go by Yang Xiuning, who couldn't react when he looked at the people with different expressions.

But she figured out one thing, she definitely had a concussion, and she couldn't stand the shaking.

This meal can't be opened until Widow Yang arrives, and Younger Sister Yang has already gone to call for someone.

During the time when several people blocked the door, the mother and daughter had already arrived, but they were blocked by Xiao Yang's widow and Yang Xiuwu, and they didn't see clearly what was going on inside.

Just judging from the words of Yang Xiuwu and Xiao Yang's widow, the impression of Du Xiaozhu's improvement just now fell back again.

The wound on the head is still not healed, so I can't bear the loneliness and hook up with a man.

Yang Xiuning let go of Du Xiaozhu, but the feeling in his hand was burned on his heart, the slender waist that was not enough to hold, and the faint fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose when Du Xiaozhu bumped into his arms.

(End of this chapter)