farm daughter-in-law

Chapter 124

It was late at night, and the oil lamp was lit in the room. With the dim light, He Sheng took a cattail fan and stood beside the bed to drive away mosquitoes. As the temperature gradually rose, mosquitoes and the like began to breed. There are children in the family, let alone being easily caught. Mosquito bites.

Zhang Xihua used to do these things, but now that she is not feeling well, He Sheng took over spontaneously.After making sure that no fish slipped through the net, he put down the mosquito net and gently climbed onto the bed.

Brother Yu slept on the inner side of the bed, next to Zhang Xihua, and when He Sheng came up, he leaned close to his wife's body, put one hand on her chest, closed his eyes and prepared to fall asleep.Zhang Xihua suddenly reached out and squeezed her husband's firm flesh, and muttered, "Look at you, what's wrong with you, but give our son the name Elm Pimple."

When explaining the origin of the name today, he was afraid that his family would not understand, so He Sheng said bluntly that it was the elm of elm wood. There is an old saying that elm wood has lumps, which cannot be split with three axes and five axes...

Zhang Xihua liked this name very much when she saw her parents-in-law. When she yelled "Brother Yu...Brother Yu...", she felt a little complicated. I guess they didn't think about it, right?So I had to wait until the evening when the husband and wife were alone to express their small dissatisfaction to the husband.

"Huh?" He Sheng was stunned. He didn't think about this level. After thinking about it for a moment, his face turned red. Turning over, hugging his daughter-in-law, he said shamelessly, "I think it sounds nice."

Wanting to explain something more, He Sheng held back a few words, but didn't say it out. He thought that even if he was said to be an elm bump, as long as the child's body grows as tough and strong as an elm tree, everything is worth it.

Zhang Xihua secretly rolled her eyes, thinking that she must teach Brother Yu how to be sweet-mouthed in the future, but don't father is a boring gourd, and his son is really a lump of elm, it will really become a sight in the village.

After a while, He Sheng turned over suddenly again. Zhang Xihua couldn't bear the cold during confinement, so the two of them each covered a quilt. : "Do you really think your son's name is bad?"

Pfft... Zhang Xihua couldn't help laughing, it seemed that her husband was really entangled and cared, so she hurriedly said, "Brother Yu sounds good too, really good."

In order to prove that she is not lying, Zhang Xihua listed the benefits of the elm tree. Elm wood is resistant to moisture and decay, and its toughness is the main material used by carpenters from all over the world to make furniture. The elm money and young leaves are wrapped in flour and steamed in a pot. It is delicious. , the skin, leaves and fruit can also be used for medicinal purposes.All kinds of benefits are mentioned, and the husband did give the son a good name, so she didn't dislike it. I can assure you with Bizhu's heart that she didn't lie.

I don't know why, He Sheng felt weird when his wife explained it like this. He didn't pay attention to the quality of the name at all, and only thought about the things his wife said.

Afterwards, it suddenly dawned on me: Dare to love his son in the mouth of his daughter-in-law, but it has become a delicious and easy-to-use item.

For a moment He Sheng felt bored, she might as well not explain.But Zhang Xihua smiled, turned around and faced her husband face to face, she hurriedly put away the awkwardness in her heart, and gave her husband a kiss.

Like a chicken pecking at rice, she ran away immediately after the kiss, buried her head in He Sheng's chest, and said shyly, "You elm bump..."

He Sheng was shocked, and the depression in his heart dissipated in an instant. This was the first time his daughter-in-law kissed herself. She was too anxious just now, and just brushed the corner of her mouth and hit his chin. My own affection, but this kind of physical expression is more exciting than the heart's comprehension...

Intoxicating...

He Sheng couldn't help but hugged her waist, lifted her head with both hands, and kissed her cheek little by little. Zhang Xihua kept dodging, but he couldn't avoid the saliva all over his face.

He Sheng lowered his voice and said coercively, "Well... who was the elm lump just now?"

Zhang Xihua said in embarrassment, "Who else could it be except my husband?"

(End of this chapter)