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

After talking a few more words with Wang Cuifang, Jiang Miao said hello and left.

There are some things that need to be said directly, otherwise people who don't know the truth will just follow what others say.

Wang Cuifang stood holding the tub for a long time, watching the tall and mighty man squatting down and carrying his daughter-in-law on his back thoughtfully, and couldn't help but envy for a while.

They also said this morning that they were waiting to see the excitement, and wanted to see if Jiang Miao and Cheng Huai would quarrel over the love poem.

Little did they know that people didn't take it to heart at all, the days passed and the better.

At least the relationship is very good.

Wang Cuifang let out a long sigh, carried her clothes and went to the river to continue talking with others.

After going up the mountain, Jiang Miao went to weed. Cheng Huai worked neatly. After weeding, he deliberately left half a ridge for Jiang Miao to continue to grow. He carried the wooden bucket to fetch water down the mountain.

After pulling out the weeds, Jiang Miao took another look at how the Chinese cabbage was growing, and then went to gather firewood.

There are many trees on the mountain, and there are many dead branches that have fallen on the ground. It is best to pick them up and use them to light the fire.

Cheng Huai picked up the water, didn't see Jiang Miao, and immediately called out: "Daughter-in-law!"

"Here, I'll pick up the firewood and take it back to burn later." Jiang Miao straightened up and waved her hands, still holding a handful of firewood.

Cheng Huai nodded calmly, "Don't go too far, I'll pick it up with you after watering."

"Don't go far, I'll call you if something happens." Jiang Miao replied, and continued to collect firewood.

After watering, Cheng Huai came over to collect firewood with her, picked up a large bundle, tied it with a straw rope, and could lift it with one hand.

There was still some water in the barrel, and Cheng Huai took her to wash her hands, then pulled the clothes on her body to dry her, and held them in his hands to warm them up.

"Are you cold?" He looked down at her and asked, his voice low and gentle.

The rough man has broad shoulders and a broad waist, and his arms are also strong and thick. Standing in front of her, he can't block the cold wind.

Jiang Miao took a handkerchief from her arms and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said with a soft smile, "It's not cold, you covered your cold hands."

Feeling that her hands were no longer cold, Cheng Huai let go, turned around and stuffed Jiang Miao's small hoe among the firewood.

Afterwards, the two went to the hunting pit to check. The original hunting pit was empty, but the newly dug one was closer to the mountain, but a pheasant was missing.

It doesn't look very big, it's skinny, and it's obvious that it hasn't eaten anything and is hungry.

The hunting pit was estimated to be two meters high. Cheng Huai turned around, clasped the edge of the pit with both hands, and slowly lowered his feet. The edge of the hunting pit was specially reserved for footsteps.

Jiang Miao quickly grabbed his hand, a trace of nervousness flashed across his eyes, "Master, be careful."

Facing the woman's concerned expression, Cheng Huai laughed in a low voice: "It's okay, I'll be up in a while."

The rough man turned around and jumped down in one step. Jiang Miao was startled for a while, seeing that he had caught the pheasant, he quickly went to the side to find the straw rope.

"Sanggong, tie it up and throw it up first." He grabbed the chicken and it was difficult to crawl out.

Cheng Huai handed her the chicken, and it came up after three or two gasps.

Jiang Miao's tense mood disappeared immediately, and she reached out to pat the mud on his trouser legs, and said warmly, "You are not afraid of snakes underneath."

"If there are snakes underneath, there won't be live chickens." Cheng Huai replied subconsciously.

Jiang Miao glared at him, and Cheng Huai reacted immediately, coaxing people with a calm voice, "I will definitely pay attention next time."

It was still early in the morning, so Jiang Miao didn't let Cheng Huai carry it on his back, and walked beside him with a pheasant in his hand.

This pheasant is really light, it is estimated to be more than a catty, and the soup is not enough to drink.

In the evening, the people who worked in the fields also went home one by one. Seeing Jiang Miao and Cheng Huai coming down the mountain, they greeted Jiang Miao and Cheng Huai on a good relationship.

Passing by Jiang's house, Jiang Miao paused.

Cheng Huai looked at her sideways, thinking that he hadn't seen Jiang Si for a few days, so he asked, "Would you like to ask Xiao Si to go home for dinner, there will be meat to eat at night."

Jiang Miao was also a little worried about Jiang Si, and nodded, "Then I'll ask him to go back with us."

After finishing speaking, he yelled at Jiang's house, and it took a while to hear Jiang Si's response.

Immediately afterwards, a black-faced kid appeared from the room.

"Sister! Brother-in-law!" Jiang Si rushed over excitedly.

Cheng Huai reached out his hand to stop him in a timely manner, and said in a low voice, "Your sister misses you, let's go back to have dinner together."

"Yeah, I also miss my sister." Jiang Si was a little shy, and quickly said, "I also miss my brother-in-law."

Cheng Huai was silent, and patted his head, "Let's go."

The three of them walked for a while, and saw Jiang Mei walking towards her with one hand on her lower back. Those who didn't know thought they were eight months pregnant.

Seeing Jiang Miao holding a pheasant in her hand and Cheng Huai walking next to her, Jiang Mei's expression turned cold instantly.

His own woman is promiscuous outside, and it is said in the village that Cheng Huai can still hold back his anger, what a man!

She glanced at Jiang Si, and said in a cold voice: "Jiang Si, grandma is calling you to go back, don't run around at night, and don't stay with the kind of people who hook up with other men at will."

Jiang Si froze, and frowned, "Cousin is lying, grandma is clearly sleeping, why are you calling me?"

Jiang Mei squeezed her fist, cursed the little bastard secretly, and quickly said: "Go back, your sister may not have time to talk to you now, be careful that your brother-in-law beats her."

There were a lot of people coming and going on the road, as soon as they heard Jiang Mei's words, they knew that there was something lively to watch.

Cheng Huai hit someone?That's common, but Cheng Huai beat his wife?Never heard of that yet.

But those lingering love poems this morning, if a man reads them, he can't help but get angry and beat others.

Who can stand the entanglement between his wife and another man?
"Jiang Mei, stop talking, why would Cheng Huai hit his wife, that punch would kill everyone!" The kind woman next to him pulled Jiang Mei down, telling her not to fight.

Jiang Mei immediately bit her lip, and said softly, "I'm also worried about my sister, she wrote something like that, if she really fights."

"I just want to persuade." She lowered her head and put her hands on her waist, looking soft and weak.

Sensing the gazes from around her, Jiang Miao looked up at Jiang Mei, and said in a cold tone, "What do you want to persuade? My husband and I have a good relationship, so why don't you tell me what you want to persuade?"

She turned her head and pulled out the hoe from the firewood, and looked around, "I am a woman who can't read big characters, and this is the first time I know that I can write poetry!"

"If you let me know which pickle is framing me, I'll just take a hoe and chop it there!" As he said, he pointed a hoe in front of him.

Jiang Mei backed away in fright, her eyes flickered slightly, her face turned pale, "It's not me, why did you chop me up?"

Jiang Miao took back the hoe, her expression calm, "I didn't say it was my cousin, but there is nothing to be afraid of."

"People are doing what the sky is watching. If you do too many bad things, you will suffer retribution, cousin, don't you think so?" Jiang Miao looked at the other party with a gentle smile.

Jiang Mei clenched her fists, with a stiff smile on her face, "Yes."