Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 132 Ener 4
Mrs. Zhao didn't think Zhou Qing'e's words were meaningless, but Jiang Wen felt uncomfortable after hearing it, and let herself breastfeed, and she was not a three-year-old baby.

As a 20-year-old adult soul, Jiang Wen deeply felt that it was embarrassing to say it when he was three or five years old, let alone now.

But seeing Zhao's face of approval, Jiang Wen felt that if he really sucked milk, he might really vomit blood.

"Wen'er, it's not a bad idea to try your Aunt Qing'e's method." Seeing her daughter's face seemed unhappy, Zhao asked her.

Although it was a questioning tone, Jiang Wen still petrified for a few seconds, feeling that he had been broken into slag, this tone, this pleading look, Jiang Wen felt that he could not refuse at all, okay?

"Try it, just try it." Jiang Wen reluctantly agreed, but still agreed.

Fortunately, Zhou Qing'e still had things to do, so she left, otherwise Jiang Wen felt that she would be unable to hold her head up for the rest of her life if she would breastfeed her mother in front of outsiders.

After applying the hot handkerchief, Mrs. Zhao felt that the pain in her chest was relieved, so she called Jiang Wen, "Wen'er, come and help mother."

Jiang Wen hesitated and hesitated, but still walked over, then blushed, his cheeks were hot, and leaned over to suck the milk for Mrs. Zhao.

Fortunately, while blushing and ears softening, he also knew how to help his mother suck the milk. Anyway, this kind of thing has already started, so there is no reason to stop.

Fortunately, Jiang Wen didn't lose his face in vain, and when he inhaled a slightly sweet milky fragrance, Jiang Wen stopped immediately.

"Well, the milk is coming out." Jiang Wen said vaguely with a mouthful of milk in his mouth, and then ran outside quickly.

Running into the yard, Jiang Wen grabbed the corner of the yard, spit out the milk in his mouth, and rinsed his mouth with a scoop of water.

Only then did he turn around and go back into the house. Mrs. Zhao was already breastfeeding En'er in his arms, and the little guy fell asleep again, with his eyes closed tightly, and his little mouth was still wrapped up and eating happily.

"Mom, are you hungry? I'll cook for you," Jiang Wen asked aloud. A confinement woman has to feed her child and recover herself, eating many meals a day.

For the next month, Jiang Wen spent non-stop cooking, cooking, cooking.

Logically speaking, the dozen or so corn-stirring machines should be brought to the town to sell when the corn is being broken in the field, and there can be many people who ask, but because Mrs. Zhao is still in confinement, the family can't leave. , it was delayed.

As soon as Mrs. Zhao was out of confinement, the crops in the field were almost harvested, so she found a fair and pulled the corn stirring machine at home to the market in the town to sell it.

I haven't been to the market for a month, and there have been no major changes in the market. Jiang Wen found that most of the people who went to the market had smiles on their faces.

"The harvest of autumn crops this year is good. Everyone is happy in their hearts. They can save more or less two taels of silver and can do a few things." Fu Yuan looked at the people in the market with a smile on his face. Lehe, the harvest at Wen'er's family is not bad, and it's a good sign since the beginning of farming.

Jiang Wen never paid attention to the weather or the crops in the field before, they had little to do with him.

Now that I have planted the land, I realize that I used to look forward to rain every morning just to avoid morning exercises at school. This kind of thinking is terrible.

If the crops do not have good weather and no sunlight, the crops will not grow.If the crops do not grow, where will the harvest come from?

(End of this chapter)