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

Chapter 353 may be coming out soon

The black dog stopped barking. Cheng Huai turned to look at the woman who was still sleeping in the room, closed the door softly, and went to the kitchen to light the fire and make breakfast.

By the way, I killed the fish in the wooden basin and kept a few fresh ones, while the others were fried and marinated later.

There was only light rain in the morning. The water that had risen in the previous two days had all receded, leaving only the soil. The wild flowers in the yard lay staggered and fell to the ground. After all, they had not withstood the wind and rain.

The man put on his oil shoes and went over to climb flowers and plants, then fell back down again.

I'll go check out the shops on the street later to see if there's anyone selling flowers, but I guess no one will be out doing this business that day.

The firewood crackled in the kitchen. He turned around, washed his hands, and continued to light the fire. He cooked a large pot of rice, which he would take out and steam later. The remaining rice soup could be used to make eggs or as a side dish.

I sorted out the vegetables I bought yesterday, carried the unwanted leaves on a pole to feed the chickens and ducks, and got some millet to mix together.

The black dog was lying on the side obediently, its ears suddenly stood up, and then it stood on all fours and looked into the room where Jiang Miao was sleeping.

Cheng Huai glanced at it, put down what he was doing, washed his hands and returned to the room.

The woman put her hands on the bed to get up. He strode over and picked her up, "My wife, does your waist hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, sir. I woke up hungry."

Jiang Miao hugged his neck, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and saw that the big purple bump had become smaller.

"Mr., does your forehead still hurt?" She raised her head and blew on it, touching it lightly with her fingers.

The man hugged her and sat down, wrapped her in clothes, bent down to grab her shoes and put them on for her, and replied in a deep voice: "It doesn't hurt. Apply the medicine twice and it will be gone."

"I didn't hear the sound of rain. Has it stopped?" Jiang Miao's eyes brightened slightly.

"It's raining lightly, I think it will stop soon."

After touching her warm little hand, Cheng Huai took her out to wash up.

The charcoal fire in the brazier outside was already burning. After washing and helping the person sit down, Cheng Huai went to the kitchen to make rice soup for the eggs, scooped out half a spoonful of sugar, stirred it, and then brought it over.

With the sweet aroma of eggs, Jiang Miao drank half of the bowl and looked at the man holding charcoal beside him, "Have you eaten, sir?"

"Not yet, go now." The man stood up and said.

Jiang Miao curled her eyes and said, "Get a big bowl and make it. There are a lot of eggs at home."

"Yeah." He went to the stove, added some firewood, and threw two sweet potatoes into the stove to roast.

After drinking the rice soup, Jiang Miao felt a little full. She turned her head and looked at the courtyard, where little flowers were swaying in the drizzle.

The man put away the bowl, put two pieces of charcoal into the brazier, and got up to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Mr., get some hot water and I'll apply it on your forehead." The woman called softly.

Cheng Huai looked at her and nodded, "Do you want some sweet potatoes, wife? They're almost baked."

"Of course you want to eat it after it's roasted. My husband is going to fetch hot water first." Jiang Miao looked at him with a smile.

With his heart feeling slightly warm, Cheng Huai returned to the kitchen and picked up the tongs to pick out the sweet potatoes. He moved his hands back and forth a few times and took them to the main room to peel the ginger seedlings.

The woman held a slightly hot wet handkerchief and put it on his forehead, while the man held a sweet potato for her to eat.

After eating most of it, Jiang Miao shook her head and said, "My husband, you can eat it by yourself. Go get the medicine and apply it."

Cheng Huai ate the sweet potato in two bites and got up to get the medicine.

"Fortunately, the swelling has subsided, otherwise I would have taken you to the doctor to get a needle." She smiled, lowered her head and blew on it, then reached out and patted the dust on his sleeve.

Cheng Huai took her hand, washed it, dried it, and put it next to the brazier to bake for a while.

Yu Ying was in the room next to her urging Dabao and Xiaobao to get up. Jiang Si put on his clothes and ran over, called "Sister-in-law", and immediately ran to see the fish.

Three fish turned white and floated on the water, dead as hell.

Dabao and Xiaobao also ran over to take a look, and their faces suddenly drooped, unhappy.Yu Ying couldn't help but laugh at the side, "Who said yesterday that he could be raised well?"

"Milk, Dabao is almost crying and you still laugh." Dabao pursed his lips and said, "Bad breast."

Xiaobao stretched out his hand and poked the fish's head, "Brother, don't cry, Xiaobao's fish is also dead."

"When my uncle catches big fish from the pond for you, he won't die even if he raises them for a year." Jiang Si consoled him from the side.

Dabao sniffed and said, "Milk, eat fish."

"I won't eat it." Yu Ying said with a smile.

Dabao raised his head and said, "Nai, you dislike my fish."

"I wanted to eat it yesterday and you didn't give it to me. I don't want it today." Yu Ying waved her hands and hummed.

Dabao sighed, "Milk, next time Dabao buys candied haws, you will be the first one."

"That's pretty much it." Taking the threaded needle and thread from Jiang Miao's hand, Yu Ying continued to embroider with a smile.

Cheng Huai held Jiang Miao's warm hand and whispered: "Daughter-in-law, I'm going to the kitchen to fry fish, do you want to come with me?"

Although there is also a fire in the main room, the kitchen is warmer than here.

The house is small and the wind doesn't blow in.

Jiang Miao nodded and stood up holding on to the back of the chair. The man stretched out his hand to support her lower back, then bent down to pick her up.

"Ms. sir, I can leave by myself." She looked at him helplessly.

"It's slippery outside." He said out loud, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, and raised his hand to cover her face, "Is it cold?"

Jiang Miao leaned closer to his arms and said, "It's not cold. It's just a few steps away."

After entering the kitchen, he slowly put her on the chair. Cheng Huai raised his hand and touched her belly, "Daughter-in-law, the baby seems to be moving."

"I've been moving a lot lately, maybe it's coming out soon." The woman bent her eyes, with a soft look in her eyes.

The man squatted down and stroked her belly regularly with his big hands. He waited until the baby stopped making noises and then said, "If my wife feels uncomfortable, just tell me."

The later period is the most difficult, and there may be more soreness than before.

"Well, my husband is about to fry fish. I'm a little greedy." Jiang Miao held his face and kissed him, feeling happy in her heart.

A flash of joy flashed in the man's eyes, and he turned around to pour oil into the pot.

Soon, the aroma of fried crispy fish wafted out.

Jiang Miao picked out some small ones, mixed them with some chili powder and salt, put them in the pot and heated them again. They were fragrant and crispy in the mouth.

She fed two pieces to her man. Seeing the sweat on his forehead, she stretched out her hand to wipe it off, "Ms. sir, let it cool down after frying. Take these for mother and children to eat."

"Yes." Cheng Huai bent down and carried her back, and several cubs who had already smelled the fragrance ran over instantly.

Jiang Miao placed the bowl on the bench next to her and pressed her hand on the back of her waist.

It feels a little sore after sitting for a long time.

"Daughter-in-law, your back hurts?" The man came over, put his big hands on the back of her waist, and looked at her face nervously.

Jiang Miao shook her head and grabbed his hand, "I have to step down. My back is sore from sitting for a long time."

"Slow down." He held her waist, grabbed her hand with his other hand, and let her lean into his arms.

After walking in the room for a while, the soreness in her waist was lessened. She sat down when she was tired from walking, and Cheng Huai kept rubbing her waist gently.

After talking to Yu Ying for a while, he felt a little sleepy. He hugged Jiang Miao and went back to the house to sleep. The man touched the quilt and found that it was not cold.

(End of this chapter)