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

After greeting Yu Ying, Cheng Huai and Li Dahu went to the back to wash their hands, Jiang Miao collected the dried vegetables that had been drying in the yard during the day, and went to feed the chickens and rabbits.

Cheng Huai scooped water into the stove to warm it, and asked Li Dahu to eat first.

Seeing that he was still there, Jiang Miao came over and shouted: "Cheng Huai, go eat first, today my mother and I made a new kind of steamed stuffed bun."

"Does your foot still hurt?" After scooping up the water, Cheng Huai bent down to pick her up and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Miao quickly shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore, please let me down quickly, brother Duhu is still at our house."

After hugging Jiang Miao for a while, Cheng Huai put her down, took her hand and went to the front together.

After dinner, Li Dahu went home, Cheng Huai took the two children to digest food, Jiang Miao and Yu Ying packed all the things to take to the town tomorrow.

The mud used for the stove in the town was picked from another village, where a pond happened to be dry, and it was close to the town.

After Jiang Miao finished her work, she took a shower, and then dug out the money in the cabinet, and used it to buy other things tomorrow.

Seeing that she was counting out the silver again, Cheng Huai did not blow out the candles after entering, but sat beside her quietly watching her.

"Cheng Huai, our family has 30 taels of silver." After Jiang Miao finished counting, she smiled at the man next to her with crooked eyes.

Reaching out to grab her into his arms, Cheng Huai's eyebrows flashed a look of helplessness, the little daughter-in-law is still a little money fanatic.

"More on that later." He said softly.

"Well, there will be more and more."

Jiang Miao repacked the silver and put it next to the pillow, cupped the man's face with both hands and gave a mouthful, obviously still happy.

Cheng Huai quickly went to blow out the candles, sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her feet.

Jiang Miao sat up immediately, "Cheng Huai, the pain is gone, go to sleep, you have to get up early to go to town tomorrow."

"Knead for a while, you go to bed first." The man said in a hoarse voice, with his head slightly lowered, unable to see his expression clearly.

Jiang Miao had no choice but to nod, "Then I'll go to bed first."

After rubbing Jiang Miao's feet, Cheng Huai lay down beside the bed and fell asleep holding Jiang Miao.

After breakfast the next day, the two went out.

Jiang Miao hadn't come out for more than half a month. When she went out, many people on the road looked at her with sympathy.

Thinking of the unstoppable rumors in the village, Jiang Miao calmed down.

Yu Ying explained it a hundred and eighty times, saying that she just hurt her foot, but unfortunately the villagers didn't believe it.

So now she is a poor person without a baby.

When they arrived at the place where the bullock cart was riding, Uncle Li gave Cheng Huai the only soft cloth cushion beside him, saying that it would be for Jiang Miao to sit on.

"Jiang Miao, are you feeling better?"

"Much better, auntie."

"Relax, your Cheng Huai should not be in a hurry to give Cheng Huai a baby next year."

"There are two big fat boys in the family, so why not worry, there will always be more when you take your time."

On the bullock cart, each person offered condolences one after another, and Jiang Miao responded with a simple smile.

Cheng Huai hugged her and sat down. Seeing that her smiling face was a little stiff, he directly pressed her into his arms.

The others took a look at Cheng Huai's unfriendly face, so they stopped talking and talked about other things.

When we arrived in the town, there was no one setting up a stall in front of the bun shop.

No one else is allowed to set up a stall in front of a special shop, for fear of blocking the business of the shop.

Cheng Huai put the basket at the door of the shop, and seeing that there were too many people, Jiang Miao yelled at the top of his voice.

"Steamed buns, delicious big buns, one penny for vegetarian, two pennies for dried tofu!"

As soon as I shouted, people came over, and many of them were regular customers.

"Sister, I've seen you. You haven't come to sell buns for quite a while, so I thought your family didn't do it."

"Yes, my family has rented out the shop at the back, and we will sell buns here from now on. You come here often." Jiang Miao said with a smile.

"That's a good thing. I drag fish and sell fish every day, but I don't have time to make breakfast. I just want a mouthful of warm steamed stuffed buns from your house."

Jiang Miao looked up at the rough man, and then replied with a smile: "Uncle is a fish seller. My husband likes to eat fish. Let him buy it from you next time."

The uncle looked at the tall and strong man and nodded: "Then you must come, I will give you a cheaper price."

After coming and going, the regular customers who came over bought most of the buns, and when they were all sold out, Li Dahu also came to the town from the village.

Jiang Miao stayed in the shop, while Cheng Huai and Li Dahu went to Shisong Village to pick mud.

In addition to the storefront selling goods in the front of the bun shop, there is a small yard and a small miscellaneous house at the back.

What Jiang Miao thought was that after earning some money later, he could repair the miscellaneous house, so that he could put a bed in it. When business was good, he could just sleep in the house and continue working the next day.

Plant some more vegetables in the yard, and the matter of eating can also be solved.

"Is anyone there?" Someone shouted outside, and Jiang Miao went out.

Standing at the door was a handsome young man with a slightly hostile expression on his face. He was dressed in gray coarse cloth, and his trousers were also patched up a lot.

"Who are you looking for?" Jiang Miao asked, grabbing the wooden brush next to the mud.

The young man snorted, folded his arms around his chest, "Is your family going to open a bun shop here?"

"Yes, what's the problem?" The visitor was not kind, and Jiang Miao's tone was not too kind.

Estimating the time it would take for Cheng Huai to carry the mud back and forth, Jiang Miao was not too afraid.

"Still selling one for a penny?" The boy stared straight, as if he was extremely dissatisfied.

Jiang Miao couldn't guess what he was thinking for a while, "There are one, two, and three. Do you want to buy it?"

"I won't buy your steamed buns. Your steamed stuffed buns are so cheap, you'll definitely get a stomachache if you eat them!"

Jiang Miao raised her eyes slightly, and vaguely guessed which family the other party belonged to, and said with a smile, "You must have never eaten my buns, my buns are the best."

"That's not true." The boy pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, "Your family is not allowed to sell steamed buns here, or I'll have someone knock down your shop."

Jiang Miao sat down calmly, "If you lift my shop, I'll lift yours."

"You and my family don't have any shop!" The other party glared and jumped in anger, but it was only a threat.

Jiang Miao laughed and reminded: "My man is back, why don't you leave?"

The boy was out of breath, glared again, turned and ran away.

Cheng Huai walked quickly and quickly came over, and asked nervously, "Did that person bully you just now?"

Jiang Miao shook his head, patted his arm to reassure him: "No, it should be a child from a steamed stuffed bun seller, who ran over and threatened to stop us from opening the shop."

Cheng Huai frowned, and immediately said, "I'll take you back later."

It is not safe to put ginger seedlings here alone.

Jiang Miao laughed: "No, I'll go to Shisong Village with you later, is there any fish in the pond when it's dry?"

"There are fish, Huzi and I plan to catch them later." Cheng Huai replied in a low voice.

As he said that, Li Dahu came over carrying mud, and said eagerly: "Brother, let's do it quickly, and go catch fish after we finish!"