Pretty Daughter-in-law Turning Over

Chapter 1 Jinger
"Yo, look at Grandma Liu, you look so happy, where did you take the board to find something delicious?"

"...!"

The person who spoke yin and yang was the Hu family, Fang Pa had short and slick hair, and her face was shiny with a smile.

Because it was separated by a wall, she received rumors early in the morning that Grandma Liu took her grandson Ban'er out to visit relatives, and they climbed to a high-profile family that they didn't even dare to think of.

Jing'er carried the water to rush home, even though she was used to doing hard work, on this familiar road, she still felt her shoulders were sore, painful and numb from time to time.

This is the last load of water to pick today, go back to rest, and then you can catch your breath.

She didn't want to, she stumbled to the door when she heard her mother-in-law gossiping with Grandma Liu next door.

Grandma Liu's face was dark, and she didn't want to entangle with Hu's more. She grabbed her hands and pushed the ignorant Ban'er back to her yard.

This woman, there is no need to say a word to her!

"What are you looking at?" Who knows, Hu Shi suddenly yelled, and the elderly Grandma Liu couldn't help but leaned back, leaning against the earth wall, clutching her heart.

Even Ban'er who didn't know anything would be so scared that he ran back to the house to find his parents. There were too many bad people outside.

After that, Jing'er, who was yelled at by her mother-in-law for no reason, was used to her mother-in-law's yelling at every turn. She just carried two buckets of water dumbly, dazed there, not daring to make a sound.

Usually, this situation doesn't last long. First, there are outsiders present. Second, Hu's cramps are intermittent for no reason. Third, Jing'er's temperament is mute.

Grandma Liu had never seen such a scene. She thought it was because she ignored the Hu family, and the Hu family took out her anger at the young Jinger, who was afraid of trouble. She hurriedly turned around and said, "Sister-in-law Wang, the little daughter-in-law can't stand your loud voice."

"Ha, I mean that the voice is a little louder, nothing else. You are still watching the fun. Going back to boil water to cook is a serious business!"

Hu's last sentence was clearly said to Jing'er.

She did not show anything on her face, but she was extremely irritable and annoyed in her heart.

What a good opportunity to be ruined by a gourd with a sawed mouth.

Jing'er raised her head embarrassedly and grinned at Grandma Liu. Eight neat white teeth and deep and charming dimples revealed her playful and energetic side.

Before she was in her early twenties, she was as tender as a bright and dazzling rose. Because of her marriage, it was as if the thorns on the branches and leaves had been brutally plucked early, adding a little haggard.

Dashi Village, Shi is the surname in this village.

The family that Jing'er married was named Tu, a foreign surname in the village, and lived in the west of the mud wat with few roads.

Fortunately, in the west side of the village, there are few people living there, and Hu's yard is three times bigger than Grandma Liu's.

There are also many houses, which can satisfy the three brothers and sisters of the Tu family, and there is also a kitchen and a thatched hut outside the main house.

Such a big family, tidy and clean inside and out, can be regarded as giving Hu a lot of faces in the village.

Jing'er swiftly prepared a fire to cook, and once the meal was ready, she could use the remaining charcoal fire to heat up the water for bathing.

Taking advantage of the afterglow, she was the only one working in the empty kitchen, and she didn't care too much.

A thumb-sized firewood was mixed in the tangled pile of firewood. She smiled and stretched out her hand to get it, but a slender hole was cut out by the firewood in her hand, and the blood was gurgling.

"Oh, sister-in-law, why are you hurt? Come on, I'll take you to clean the wound."

It was not her husband Tu Lei, but Tu Lei's younger brother, Tu Dian, who rushed to grab her hand.

Tu Dian looked like a weak scholar, but the big hand that grabbed Jing'er was strong, and the concern in his hurried tone didn't give Jing'er any time to think.

Seeing that the stream water that she had worked so hard to pick up was wasted on her small wounds, Jing'er felt a pain in her flesh, and felt that her shoulders were stiff, and she could not be beaten.

Jing'er only cared about the water in the pity tank, and didn't notice that her uncle was blowing the wound on her hand gently and meticulously.

Moreover, the position where the two stood close together was very ambiguous.

"It doesn't bleed anymore, does it still hurt?"

"A little wound, it's okay."

Jing'er learned how to put her head down, and bowed slightly to check the injury on her hand. For a while, she forgot that it was her own hand, and she could raise her arm to see it.

The looser collar and the cool wind blowing on her chest from time to time will bring her a miraculous effect of refreshing her mind.

Tu Dian squeezed Jing'er's weak hand, and his eyes shifted from the wound to Jing'er's body. The dark blue dress was placed on her body, which was in line with the fairy in his early morning dream.

When he reached the light where his eyes could reach, and then the light disappeared, he felt a little lost.

"I don't need you to cook tonight, I'll do it."

"Is this bad? Mom said I...?"

"Mom better talk, it's not that I haven't cooked, sister-in-law, just relax and go back to the house to rest."

The unique title of Mom was learned by Tu Dian in a private school for two more years. It is said that it is an honorary title only for the wife of a large family, and it also means mother and mother-in-law.

Because it was the suggestion made by his smart young son, Mr. Hu himself was happy to hear it, and he didn't say anything else.

For Jing'er, who has been busy for a day without stopping, being able to be lazy and not cook dinner is a small blessing since she married the Tu family.

Back at the house, no amount of dim light could prevent Jing'er from easily catching the man on the bed.

The man was so tired and sweaty that he fell on the bed and snored.

Jing'er took off the man's coat and dirty shoes in distress, trying to make him sleep as comfortable as possible.

"hiss?"

"Well, I'll get up and work now. Daughter-in-law?"

The man's clothes made of rough fabrics rubbed against Jing'er's injured hand, causing her to hold back tears.

As soon as he heard someone talking in his ear, the man sat up in a hurry, muttering that he was going to work.

He turned his face to see that it was his own woman, raised his eyebrows and took her into his arms with a big smile. He smelled the scent of her body, which was fragrant and seductive.

"The smell of sweat, you still smell it!"

"Jing'er, has no one told you? As long as it smells like you, it's so fragrant!"

"Hate, don't... don't... take it easy!"

Before Jing'er could say a word of anger, the man couldn't wait to bury it deeply.

Others are newlyweds after a long absence, but they are newlyweds, and it is precisely when they are inseparable.

Probably, Tu Dian did not cook for a long time. After tossing in the kitchen for more than half an hour, he finally made a dinner.

In the main room, there was a plate full of some burnt wild vegetables, raw rice and raw sweet potatoes on the table.

Hu Shi sat in the upper seat with a dark face, without saying a word.

She didn't move the chopsticks, and the three people below didn't dare to move their mouths.

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