Farmers' group pet: the blessings of powerful ministers are soft and deceitful

Chapter 32 Is there something else?

The next day, Jiang Ning got up early as usual and changed his clothes.

Before going out, he turned his head and glanced at the husband who was still sleeping soundly.

Every time before going to bed, he would keep a good distance from her, but when he fell asleep, he would involuntarily touch her arm.

When she woke up in the middle of the night for the first time, she saw someone holding her arm, and she was still a little unaccustomed to it. After a lot of times, she slowly accepted it.

Recalling how he suddenly brought a strange boy home, Jiang Ning couldn't explain why.

It's just because she's getting older, not only her neighbors criticize her for not speaking, but her marriage has gradually become the center of their discussion.

Her father and mother were also anxious and worried about her marriage, which reminded her that in the few years after she was five years old, her father and mother had several excessive quarrels because of her, which left a deep shadow and brand in her heart.

She didn't want her parents to argue about her anymore.

Therefore, it was a coincidence that the current husband was brought home from the village road.

By accident, it seems that this matter has become a thing.

Looking back now, I feel more or less that I was dizzy at the beginning.

He casually took a good-looking man by the hand, and led him home.

She didn't think about it any more, went out of the room, went to the water tank to fetch water and wash up.

After that, I went to the stove, took out a fistful of rice, put it in a clay pot and boiled it with water.

After finishing these, I went to the vegetable garden, pulled some tender grass, came back and chopped it, mixed it with the chaff, and fed it to the chickens.

There are five hens and three roosters in her family.

Now that the hens can lay eggs, to prevent them from fighting, use bamboo strips to make fences to separate them.

She fed the chickens, went into the chicken coop to feel them, found three eggs, happily took them back to the stove and put them away.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and she picked out the bucket from the kitchen, and went to the mountains to fetch the water she usually drank and came back.

There is a spring in the mountains over there, and the people in the mountains drink the water from here.

Some of the families farther away have built wells in their own homes, so as not to have to travel all the way to fetch water.

However, in the rainy season, the water in the well is also undrinkable, and it is turbid when it is drawn from the ground.

It is better to come to the mountain to carry water.

The villagers also said that the water from this spring is very sweet to drink.

When Jiang Ning passed, there were already two or three people in line.

Everyone came early.

Chatting between twos and threes, when she was not married, people here would ask her about her marriage when they saw her.

But she didn't speak, and these people also felt bored, and turned to talk to others.

This time, she was ranked fourth, and the aunts in front of her turned to look at her when they heard the noise.

One of them smiled and said, "Ning girl, you're here so early."

Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment, and she would not ignore people with a cold face when she greeted her with a smile, so she nodded slightly.

Like Xianggong, the chin is slightly slightly, and the attitude is neither too warm nor too cold.

Seeing Ning girl's response, the aunt was immediately happy, and said: "Turn back and take the water back, I'll send some boiled taro to your house, it just happened to be too much to cook today."

Jiang Ning paused for a moment. There was such communication between neighbors in the village.

Whoever has some fresh food at home will also think about giving some to the neighbors. After all, they have a good relationship and will walk around more.

But these things have always been taken care of by my mother, and she has always ignored these things.

So suddenly I felt a little helpless.

The aunt who was standing aside listened, but smiled: "Which family doesn't have this taro, do you need to lick your face and send it to someone's house? I'm afraid it's not to deliver taro, is there something else?"

(End of this chapter)