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

Wang Maofei originally thought that Jiang Miao's shop should be closed.

But when Ah Cai and Ah Fu said that all the steamed stuffed buns in her house were sold out, they couldn't help kicking one of them.

"Didn't you buy all the tofu flowers? Will you know how to do something!" He said angrily.

Ah Cai and Ah Fu rubbed their buttocks, feeling aggrieved, "They don't give away tofu flowers, but instead give away soy milk, what can we do?"

"Then you didn't know how to say it in the morning, but only now that it's sold out?"

"Aren't we going to be busy with business in the morning, and we don't have eight hands?" Ah Cai said unconvinced.

In a hurry, Wang Maofei kicked Ah Fu next to him, "It's useless!"

Ah Fu lowered his head and continued rubbing his butt silently.

Things have been like this, Wang Maofei can only think of another way, buying all the tofu flowers is not bad for soy milk.

It is impossible for her family to sell buns and give away tofu cubes.

Wang Maofei sneered, he wanted to see it.

Naturally, it was impossible for Jiang Miao to send tofu cubes. Seeing that Ah Cai and Ah Fu had bought all the tofu flowers and soy milk, he stopped giving away anything.

I also told the people who came to buy steamed buns before that they will only be given away for two or three days, and whether they will be given away later depends on the situation.

If she doesn't take advantage of her, someone else will.

At the same time, it happened to be stuck on Wang Maofei's life gate. If they didn't come here to buy tofu flower and soy milk, let Lin Wang continue to give it away.

If you give it away, the business will be good, and if you don't give it away, the business will not be bad. After all, the quality is there, and there are still many customers with good taste.

In this way, Wang Maofei had to come to buy things from Liu Chunying's side.

Since they wanted to bring her down without hesitation, she insisted on driving it all the way to force out their real purpose.

No idiot would really spend money to do these things without gratitude, Jiang Miao knew it very well in his heart.

But she didn't have any extra time to spend with them, the Chinese New Year was coming soon, and after finishing her work here, it was time for her to focus on getting married.

Now if they continue to do this, they will always show some signs.

She staggered back to the village with Cheng Huai in an ox cart, and Jiang Miao noticed that the villagers were not looking at her right.

Cheng Huai was also aware of it, he held Jiang Miao's hand tightly, and looked at the others with a much colder expression.

When I got home, I saw Li Guihua and Yu Ying talking. Seeing that they had come back, Li Guihua stopped talking, said hello and left.

"I'm back." Yu Ying glanced at Cheng Huai, then pulled Jiang Miao into the house, "Girl Miao, Mother has something to tell you."

Cheng Huai frowned.

Jiang Miao turned her head and gave him a reassuring look, and said softly, "Master, take out the things and put them away."

After entering the house, Yu Ying closed the door, and Jiang Miao felt a little uneasy with his mysterious look, "Mother, is something wrong?"

Yu Ying's face was slightly condensed, "It's something, I'll ask you first, don't ask Cheng Huai to know."

After speaking, she turned around to look through things, and quickly found a few pieces of paper from under the mattress, "Girl Miao, can you see if you wrote these?"

Jiang Miao's eyes flashed, and he guessed what was going on in an instant.

She took the paper and glanced at it in a hurry. They were all sour and lingering poems, but they were signed by her name.

She shook her head, "Mom, I can't read, why did I write this?"

Yu Ying immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her expression slightly relaxed, "I also don't think you wrote it, but early this morning, this thing was stuffed in front of every house, and I don't know which black-hearted person did it."

Jiang Miao vaguely guessed that there were two people.

"Don't tell Cheng Huai yet." Yu Ying frowned, worried.

Jiang Miao smiled gently, "Mother, I'm afraid my husband already knows."

They were talking inside, and Cheng Huai naturally couldn't hold back outside.

Yu Ying was silent for a while, and said after a while: "Then you should talk to him, don't make any misunderstandings."

She doesn't want to do anything now, she just hopes that the family will be harmonious.

Cheng Huai knew these things before, so Jiang Miao was not afraid of misunderstanding with him.

After going out the door, the two babies rushed over to ask her to hug her. Jiang Miao bent down and hugged her, and quickly dragged Cheng Huai back to the opposite room.

"Are you all right?" Cheng Huai bent down and pulled her into his arms to hold her, gently pressing his chin against her face, "Did mother scold you?"

He heard something vaguely on the way back just now, even if no one told him, Cheng Huai could guess a little bit.

Facing the man's worried expression, Jiang Miao smiled, "Mother didn't scold me, she was worried that we would have a misunderstanding."

Cheng Huai pursed his lower lip, "No."

Jiang Miao gave Cheng Huai the paper that Yu Ying had just given her, "It's these things, they are placed at the door of every house in the village."

Cheng Huai took a look at it, and quickly grabbed the paper into a ball.

This was to completely ruin Jiang Miao's reputation, and to create a estrangement between him and Jiang Miao.

He put his arms around Jiang Miao's body, buried his head in her neck, and felt angry in his heart.

The man's breathing was a little heavy, and he was obviously angry. Jiang Miao put his arms around him, "Don't be angry, sir. As long as the two of us are doing well, that man is just planning for nothing."

She has long since lost her reputation, and she doesn't care about that.

"You can't be wronged like this." Cheng Huai said coldly.

Jiang Miao frowned, "So let's get her out."

Cheng Huai looked at her steadily, and hugged her tighter.

Seeing that the two hadn't come out for a long time, Yu Ying couldn't help knocking on the door, "Cheng Huai, Miao girl, you're out for dinner."

Jiang Miao pursed her lower lip, and stretched out her hand to push away the man who had come to kiss him at the slightest disagreement.

"Mom, we'll come out right away." She replied.

Then he stretched out his hand to pinch his husband's thick skin, and said angrily: "Let go of me, your mouth is so bald by your kiss."

Every time I was in a hurry, I was so reckless, not gentle at all.

Cheng Huai glanced at her lips, they were rosy and moist, very pretty.

"You say it's better to be intimate." He said with a serious face.

Jiang Miao glared at him, "I mean outside, who told you to kiss now?"

And intimacy and closeness don't mean the same thing.

After eating at noon, Jiang Miao and Cheng Huai went up the mountain together. They haven't weeded for a while, and they don't know how the Chinese cabbage looks.

Cheng Huai was carrying a hoe and a shoulder pole, and Jiang Miao was holding a small hoe in his hand. The two walked in parallel, holding hands.

Seeing that the relationship is going well, it doesn't look like they have quarreled at all.

Wang Cuifang happened to go to the river to wash clothes. Thinking about what happened this morning, she hurriedly shouted, "Jiang Miao, go to the mountain with your man."

"Yes, Aunt Wang, have you eaten yet?" Jiang Miao asked gently.

Wang Cuifang nodded, "I have eaten."

After a while, I couldn't help it: "Jiang Miao, did you write those poems in the village? Did you really like that kid from the Xiao family before?"

Thinking that Cheng Huai was nearby, Wang Cuifang didn't dare to say more.

"What poem? I don't even know the big characters. Aunt Wang, did you read it wrong?" Jiang Miao was stunned, with a dazed expression on her face.

But Wang Cuifang reacted abruptly, and patted her thigh, "That's right, you haven't read the book yet, how could it be you who wrote it?"