After marrying the rough man Orion, the little peasant girl was spoiled

Chapter 104 The Rough Man's Mouth Is Still Rough

The man's broad and strong back came into view, Jiang Miao put the sickle in the basket so as not to accidentally touch him.

Holding his neck tightly, Cheng Huai supported her body with one hand and carried the basket in the other hand, and walked up the mountain with steady steps.

Jiang Miao looked left and right. Now that the weather is getting colder, many plants and trees have withered and turned yellow.

"Cheng Huai, after harvesting the soybeans, do you still want to go hunting?" She turned her head and asked in a low voice.

The man tilted his head and said in a low voice, "Well, I'll take you back after finishing the work, and I'll go up the mountain again."

"It's troublesome to run back and forth. I'll go hunting with you."

"It's not safe, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you later." Cheng Huai hesitated before refusing.

Jiang Miao leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I'll just follow you, and I promise not to cause trouble."

The delicate and soft voice fell on his ears, Cheng Huai pursed his lower lip, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, "You are not troublesome, hunting is a bit dangerous."

It's okay to meet small docile prey, but I'm afraid to meet big ones.

"Then I'll wait for you outside. We'll go back together when you come back. It's not dangerous outside." Jiang Miao could only follow his words.

With that said, Cheng Huai had no objection, "Okay."

When they reached the mountain, Cheng Huai handed the sickle to Jiang Miao, "Be careful not to hurt yourself." Then he went to the field with the basket.

The soybean stems and leaves are already dry, and the sound of soybeans shaking in the pods can still be heard when touched a little.

Jiang Miao went to the edge of the ridge and followed Cheng Huai's example to cut soybean stalks.

The man worked very fast, and he cut all the soybeans in a ridge of land in a blink of an eye.

Afterwards, he went to mow the next side, but Jiang Miao couldn't keep up with his speed, so he thought it would be good if he could finish mowing his own ridge.

Cheng Huai came over to Jiang Miao's side after cutting the side, put away the sickle in her hand, held her palm for a look, and led her to drink water.

"Take a break, I'll finish the rest." The man pressed her to sit down on the haystack beside him, and the man quickly went to work again.

Jiang Miao took a sip of water, and after a while, he saw that Cheng Huai was almost done.

He took water for him to drink, and took a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe his sweat.

He checked the candy in his pocket and stuffed one into his mouth, "Eat the candy, sit down and rest for a while."

She walked over and bundled up all the harvested soybeans in the field and carried them into baskets.

Cheng Huai sat on the side for a while, watching the little daughter-in-law work.

If you don't let her do some work, you probably feel in your heart that you haven't been of much help.

The two packed the beans together and took a rest. Cheng Huai took the bow and arrow beside him and prepared to go hunting.

Go early, or it will be dark in the next day.

"Be careful, I'll wait for you outside." Jiang Miao said worriedly.

Cheng Huai nodded gently: "Well, if it's too late, go back first, I'll pick up the basket later."

"I'll take care of myself and nothing will happen," he added.

Helping him tie up his sleeves, Jiang Miao read again: "Don't go too far, come back earlier if you don't meet prey, our family is not short of money now."

"Okay, don't worry, daughter-in-law." The rough man suddenly picked her up in his strong arms, brushed his rough lips against her face, turned around and left with a smile.

Jiang Miao rubbed her face, and a smile flashed across her eyes.

A rough man's mouth is still rough.

Jiang Miao didn't leave, and cleared the branches, leaves and poles in the field. After the soybeans were cut, they could continue to plant Chinese cabbage.

Although it is a cheap vegetable, the villagers rely on this Chinese cabbage to survive the winter.

The vegetable field on the opposite side also belonged to the Cheng family, and they also planted soybeans, but this batch was planted later, so they can be harvested later.

Jiang Miao was idle while waiting, so she picked up the ripe soybean stalks and cut them.

About half an hour later, Jiang Miao saw a majestic figure coming out of the forest, and Jiang Miao's eyes lit up.

"Master!" She waved the sickle, the rough guy's figure is too obvious, he is the tallest and strongest in the village.

Hearing the sound, Cheng Huai walked faster, and soon ran to Jiang Miao's side.

Seeing her working, she frowned slightly, bent over and hugged her, and went outside.

After that, they came in and tied up the cut bean stalks, and stuffed them into the basket together.

Jiang Miao took a sip of water before squatting down to look at the pheasant on the ground. He estimated that it weighed five or six catties, which would be enough for two meals at home.

"Is it cold?" Cheng Huai came over and took her hand and rubbed it.

It is late now, and there will be a cold wind blowing on the mountain.

Jiang Miao shook her head: "It's not cold at work, are you not injured?" She looked up at him carefully.

"It's okay, but there aren't many prey now, and it's hard to find when it's cold." Cheng Huai wrapped the pheasant with leaves and put it in a basket.

Jiang Miao felt relieved and held his hand, "It's fine that I'm fine, and the prey will be fattened up next year before hunting."

Anyway, now the family can earn some money every day, unlike before, they can only exchange money by hunting.

Hunting is still a dangerous job after all, Jiang Miao is not at ease in his heart.

The two went down the mountain, and many people in the village were already having dinner, holding bowls, chatting with each other in twos and threes.

Jiang Miao would smile and say hello when he met someone he was acquainted with, but Cheng Huai was as reticent as ever.

Passing Aunt Zhang's house, Jiang Miao and Cheng Huai were stopped.

"Jiang Miao, my family lost another chicken." Aunt Zhang didn't eat any food in her bowl, and looked at Jiang Miao suspiciously.

Jiang Miao froze for a moment, then turned her head to look at Aunt Zhang and her man, who were eating with their legs crossed and having nothing to do with themselves.

Cheng Huai pulled Jiang Miao behind him, his face was tense, his eyes were slightly cold, and he looked a little scary.

Aunt Zhang was a little apprehensive, she turned around and put the bowl away, took old man Zhang's rice bowl away, and dragged him to Cheng Huai.

"What are you doing?" Old man Zhang turned around and ran away in fright.

Aunt Zhang gritted her teeth and grabbed him, "Come back to me, the lost chicken is our chicken, don't be a coward!"

"If you lose it, you lose it. I still have to eat." Old man Zhang didn't want to answer, his eyes flicked around, but he didn't dare to look at Cheng Huai.

Knowing that old man Zhang was unreliable, Mrs. Zhang had no choice but to glared at Jiang Miao, "Jiang Miao, did your family steal my chicken? Someone saw it!"

It all depends on the head, Jiang Miao stepped forward, "I didn't steal it, whoever said my house stole the chicken, I will confront her."

Aunt Zhang looked at the basket in Cheng Huai's hand, and pointed her sharp eyes, "Is this my chicken!" Then she rushed over.

Cheng Huai took the basket to avoid it, and Jiang Miao directly removed the leaves wrapped around the pheasant.

He asked in a cold tone: "Ms. Zhang, take a good look to see if it is your chicken. Does your family still raise pheasants?"

Aunt Zhang paused, looked at the pheasants in the basket, and knew she had misunderstood.

She looked embarrassed: "Jiang Mei said that I saw you and Cheng Huai coming to my house to steal chickens in the afternoon, and I was also impatient."

"My chicken is indeed gone, I'm anxious."

(End of this chapter)