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

Chapter 16 Cheng Huai, you are such a good man
After getting dressed, she opened the door and walked out with the dirty clothes in her arms.

Cheng Huai was sitting with his back to the room, and when he heard the sound, he immediately got up and turned his head.

His eyes touched her feet, and the next moment he turned his head sideways, his eyes darkened slightly.

Jiang Miao couldn't help but looked down, and didn't notice the problem at first, but it took a while to realize it.

It seems inappropriate for a woman to show her feet?
But that's how comfortable it is.

She simply pretended she didn't know, put her clothes aside, and entered the house with squeaky clogs.

She grabbed the doorknob, turned around and looked at the dazed man, "Cheng Huai, why don't you come in and watch the stars?"

The man straightened his lips, stepped over in two or three steps, and bolted the door, but his eyes fell back to her feet involuntarily, and his brows were furrowed.

Jiang Miao went back to the house and went to bed. When she saw the clothes beside the bed, she remembered that there was a hole in it. She couldn't help itching and wanted to sew it up now. She even forgot when she woke up today.

After Cheng Huai entered the room, he went to the cupboard to get the straw mat and quilt, turned around and saw Jiang Miao looking left and right with his coat, and finally couldn't help it.

"Jiang Miao, these are my clothes." He said in a calm voice.

Jiang Miao nodded, and made gestures with her fingers, "I know, the clothes are torn, I want to help you sew them up, Cheng Huai, is there a needle and thread in the room?"

To sew clothes for him?

Cheng Huai froze for a moment, buried his head and started laying straw mats and quilts, "No."

Jiang Miao had no choice but to put the clothes aside, "Then I'll ask my mother for sewing tomorrow, she should be sleeping now."

Cheng Huai blew out the candles.

Jiang Miao pulled the quilt and lay down, closed her eyes and sat up suddenly.

Cheng Huai, who had just laid down, also opened his eyes, looked at the bed in the dark, and saw Jiang Miao lying down again, so he closed his eyes and went to sleep peacefully.

Jiang Miao turned sideways, squeezed her right arm with her left hand, and frowned involuntarily.

It's true that my mother was right, her hands really started to hurt at night, sore and swollen, really ecstasy.

She obviously hasn't kneaded the dough for long, why is she so useless?

"What's wrong?" Cheng Huai got up from the ground and walked to the bed.

Jiang Miao pursed her lower lip, probably because she accidentally made a sound that disturbed him just now.

She pulled the quilt without moving, "I'm fine, Cheng Huai, go to sleep."

Thinking of Mother saying that Jiang Miao was also helping out when making buns in the afternoon, Cheng Huai roughly guessed, "Hand pain?"

Jiang Miao stopped rubbing her arm quietly, then turned to look at him, wondering why he guessed it all at once.

Cheng Huai sat down beside the bed, "I'll rub it for you."

If you don't give her a massage, I'm afraid I won't be able to fall asleep tonight.

Jiang Miao didn't hesitate, she sat up and stretched out her hand from under the quilt, "Brother Cheng, just rub my right arm and it will be fine, the left side doesn't hurt much."

Cheng Huai held her right wrist, groped for a while on her arm, and then squeezed her vigorously, up and down, for a long time, and the comfort spread to her limbs little by little.

Jiang Miao pursed her lips tightly, and had to admit that Cheng Huai's technique was really good.

In the quiet room, there were only the sound of breathing and the friction of cloth. Looking at the black figure in front of him, Jiang Miao couldn't help breaking the silence.

"Cheng Huai, my arm doesn't hurt anymore."

He paused for a moment, put down his right hand, grabbed her left hand and pressed it again.

It seems impolite to say no.

Jiang Miao turned sideways and continued to enjoy, opening her mouth to boast: "Cheng Huai, you are such a good man."

Cheng Huai: "..."

After quickly pinching her hands, Cheng Huai backed away and lay down on the straw mat on the ground, his fingers burning hot.

She is a woman who dares to say anything.

After finishing pinching unexpectedly, Jiang Miao moved her hands and found that the pain really didn't hurt much.

This man's method is quite miraculous and effective.

"Thank you."

Drowsiness hit her, she yawned and soon fell asleep.

The next day, Jiang Miao was woken up very early by Cheng Huai. Thinking that she could go to town today, she instantly regained her spirits and got out of bed to wash up.

Cheng Huai tied up all the big rabbits caught yesterday, and held them in one hand, and in the other hand was a small basket, which contained Yu Yingre's pickled vegetable buns.

Yu Ying ate steamed buns and drank gruel, "Miao girl, come here, mother has something to tell you."

"Mom, what's the matter?" Jiang Miao ran over.

Yu Ying handed her the small black cloth bag she had prepared, "You and Cheng Huai sell the buns and rabbits later, and put the money here. When you come back, buy a catty of pork and see if there are any big bones. Buy it back."

Jiang Miao took the small cloth bag, "Mother, I wrote it down."

"Go and pull two bolts of brightly colored cloth, and bring them back to make clothes for you."

"Mom, I don't need it."

Yu Ying lowered her head and took a sip of the porridge, and gave her a bad look: "Then you buy it back, mother will make and wear it herself."

This girl has been wearing two clothes since she entered her house, and the other one was given to her when she fell into the water.

It doesn't look good at her age, so I still have to make her a pair of clothes to look better.

Cheng Huai walked over and looked at Jiang Miao who was hesitant to speak, "Let's go."

"Mom, let's go first then."

"Go, come back early." Yu Ying nodded and continued to eat steamed buns and porridge.

In the morning, the light was still slightly bright, and there was no sun in the fog. Chickens and dogs were barking in the village, and many villagers had already gone out to work in the fields.

Jiang Miao stuffed the small bag into her trouser pocket, and just touched it, and there seemed to be two stone-like things inside, which should be broken silver.

Unexpectedly, Yu Ying directly entrusted her with such an important matter as going out to manage the money, so naturally she could not live up to the other party's trust, which also showed that Yu Ying really regarded her as a family member.

Jiang Miao walked slowly, and Cheng Huai came to the front in no time, and she immediately chased after her, looking like a little daughter-in-law.

"Cheng Huai, how much does one of our steamed buns cost? Where are the rabbits? How do you sell them?" Now that she has taken over the money management job, she is still very serious.

Cheng Huai slowed down and looked down at her curious expression, "The buns are worth a penny each, and the rabbits are thirty-five cents a catty."

Jiang Miao nodded and wrote it down, and then asked: "Then will they bargain when they buy rabbits?"

Unexpectedly, she would understand this, Cheng Huai replied slowly: "Sometimes."

With such a question, Jiang Miao had a bottom line.

For steamed stuffed buns, one penny is the lowest price, but rabbits are rarely sold, and most people can't catch them these days, and they are wild products, so the price can be higher.

However, bargaining should be a common thing. After all, there is no fixed price, and there are not many people who can afford rabbits. No one can guarantee that you will meet such people several times a day. If you miss it, it may not be easy to sell. out.

When we arrived at the entrance of the village, Uncle Li sat on the bullock cart and yelled, "Boy Cheng, you beat a rabbit and go to the town to sell it! Do you want to ride the bullock cart?"

Cheng Huai stopped, glanced at Jiang Miao who was not walking fast, and walked to the right towards the ox cart.

(End of this chapter)