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

Chapter 302 She won’t spit out the money even if she dies
Cheng Huai followed with a smile and sat on the stool obediently, waiting for her to apply the medicine.

Sending Jiang Si back at night, Jiang Miao went to see Deng Lianhua, who could eat and drink, but looked a little weak, obviously too hungry to keep up.

There were rough guys standing outside, and Zhang Xiu didn't dare to say anything. She had been scolded and beaten too many times, and she had learned a lesson.

Smelling the smell of chicken soup gradually coming out of the room, Zhang Xiu's eyes turned red.

The old woman is almost dead, but she can still drink chicken soup. What kind of luck is that?

Jiang Si watched Deng Lianhua finish the meal and was extremely happy, "Grandma, this is the chicken soup that sister gave us."

"Good boy." Deng Lianhua burst into tears and raised her hand to pat Jiang Si's head.

She looked up at Jiang Miao next to her again, and saw that she was far away, so she had to put her hand down and said, "Girl, I couldn't help you before."

"Just live well."

Jiang Miao turned around and went out, feeling warm in her heart when she saw her man standing at the door.

She walked over, held his hand, and said softly: "Mr., go home."

"Okay." Changing his hand to hold her, Cheng Huai put his other hand around her waist.

Zhang Xiu cursed in his heart, and when he saw them leaving, he hurried to Deng Lianhua's house.

It only tasted like chicken soup, and there wasn't even a drop of soup in the bowl.

She stared viciously in the direction of the bed.

Dead old woman, eating alone.

Thinking that Jiang Mei was still weak, Zhang Xiu pretended to be a frustrated daughter-in-law, walked over and sat next to Deng Lianhua and started to complain.

Talk about how your family is doing, and it would be great if you still have some money.

Deng Lianhua ignored her. She knew what Zhang Xiu was up to. The rice at home was sold and the money was gone. Now Zhang Xiu was thinking about making some money from her.

She will not spit out the money until she dies, and the money will be left to Jiang Si from now on.

In the Cheng family, Yu Ying sat by the side weaving a bamboo basket, grabbed the bamboo stick and slapped Dabao's butt lightly, "Hurry up and drive the chicken into the house, what are you doing with it, it won't be able to lay eggs at night .”

"Milk, why can't it lay two eggs a day?" Dabao tilted his head in confusion and poked the chicken's head with his finger.

Yu Ying smiled and scolded: "You know how to calculate, why not just let it turn into two chickens?"

Dabao shook his head, "When Dabao gets rich, he will buy a lot of chickens and make chicken soup for his mother to drink and for his father to drink..."

Yu Ying ignored him, and the little bastard made a lot of noise as he rambled.

Obviously I still want to drink chicken soup, and all the nonsense.

After bathing the two children in the evening, Jiang Miao poured some water and wiped her body.

Although there is a well at home, we still need to use water sparingly.

Just hold on for a little more than a month and I'll get over it.

After Cheng Huai finished washing, he squatted down and rubbed his and Jiang Miao's clothes. Now that he had less work to do, there was only a little sweat smell on the clothes, so there was no need to wash them too seriously.

Jiang Miao's cheeks felt slightly hot as she watched her man wash his underwear, rubbing it carefully with his rough hands.

She went over to tidy up the clothes that had been drying during the day, grabbed the vegetable leaves and stalks and threw them into the chicken coop, and poured out some millet.

"Sir, let's go to the mountain tomorrow to gather some firewood and see if there are any dates."

At this time, the dates are almost ripe.

"Okay, go early tomorrow."

If it is too late, it will be easily exposed to the sun and the ginger seedlings will not be able to withstand it.

The man wrung out his clothes and stood up, put them away casually, and then carried the water for washing clothes to the side of the vegetable garden, planning to water it again in the morning.

The next day, the two of them went to the mountain after breakfast.

The ground used to be covered with weeds, but now they are either dug up and eaten, or dried to death.Jiang Miao picked up the firewood scattered on the road and continued walking inside with the rough man.

The grass in the deeper part of the forest was thicker. Jiang Miao took a look and said, "Mr., there are wild amaranths there. Let's get some back to make soup."

There are no wild vegetables outside, they have all been plucked by the villagers, but there are still some in the forest.

People in the village don't dare to go too far inside for fear of big cats or other big things.

Cheng Huai scanned the area, put the firewood aside, and led her over.

Dawan's wife came up the mountain and saw the two of them talking about wild vegetables, so she quickly ran over to get close to them.

Without saying anything, he just grabbed the wild vegetables on the side and tore them all.

With a big guy like the Cheng family here, I guess nothing will happen.

Jiang Miao bent down and pulled some wild amaranth, then straightened up and put it in the basket behind her. She looked sideways at the man collecting firewood and said, "Mr., just pull some more wild amaranth over there."

"Okay." The man knelt down to pull it. When he heard some movement in the forest, he immediately carried Jiang Miao and walked outside.

The man walked in a hurry. Jiang Miao glanced at the woman behind him and shouted: "Auntie, come out."

If something happens, I'm afraid I'll have to look for her again.

Dawan's daughter-in-law saw that something was wrong and quickly ran back with the wild vegetables in her arms.

Suddenly there was a tiger's roar, her back stiffened, and she broke into a cold sweat.

Jiang Miao hugged the rough man's neck tightly and saw a dark figure in the forest from a distance.

"Don't be afraid, it won't come out." Cheng Huai said warmly, patting the woman's back.

All the way to the bottom of the mountain, Dawan's wife collapsed on the ground in fear, with big beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Daughter-in-law Dawan, where did you get these wild vegetables? Can you take me to get some?" Someone came up and asked.

Dawan's daughter-in-law waved her hands repeatedly, "Don't go there, there is a big cat on the mountain. I almost got bitten just now."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Miao with some gratitude. Without saying anything, he grabbed a handful of amaranth and gave it to her, turned around and left.

Jiang Miao glanced at it and knew that she was thanking him.

Putting the wild amaranth in his hand into the basket, he patted the man's arm and said, "Mr., please let me down. I'm not afraid anymore."

My man's shoulder is still injured. I didn't know if it was cracked just now.

Cheng Huai slowly put her down and put his arms around her lower back.

Jiang Miao held the basket in her hand and glanced at the firewood in the man's hand. She was busy pulling wild vegetables and didn't pick up much.

However, there is a big cat on the mountain. You can't go there for the next few days. If you get bitten, it will be over.

After returning home, Yu Ying helped carry the firewood and wild vegetables to the back, and came back and said: "Miao girl, go to the village temple to burn incense in a few days. It is the village's turn to pray for rain."

Jiang Miao has only been to the temple in the village twice, once when she was getting married and once when she was pregnant.

"Okay, mother, don't go to the mountains these days. If there is no firewood at home, my husband and I will go elsewhere to pick it up."

"What's wrong? What happened on the mountain?" Yu Ying turned around and asked.

Taking off the man's coat, Jiang Miao hung it on the wooden pole next to him, and explained in a warm voice: "There is a big cat, I just saw it pulling wild vegetables."

"Are you two okay?" Yu Ying came over quickly, his eyes falling on Jiang Miao's face and belly.

"It's okay, my husband runs fast."

Jiang Miao stood up on tiptoes to see the injury on Cheng Huai's shoulder, but couldn't see it, so she had to pat his lower back and said, "Mr., squat down."

"Daughter-in-law, I'm fine." He sat down and pulled off his collar to show her.

(End of this chapter)