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

After resting at home for a while in the afternoon, Jiang Miao and Yu Ying started rolling out dough and making buns.

The sun was not very high, Dabao and Xiaobao were sitting on the edge of the rabbit cage in straw hats and feeding the rabbits, while Cheng Huai went to water the vegetable fields.

In the past few days, different vegetable seeds have been ordered, and some of them have sprouted, full of greenery.

After feeding the rabbit for a while, Dabao and Xiaobao ran to Cheng Huai to ask for worms, and then ran back and threw them into the chicken house for the chickens to eat. They didn't feel tired.

After adjusting the stuffing for the buns, Yu Ying asked Jiang Miao to rest after the buns were wrapped, and she left the fire in the stove by herself.

Jiang Miao agreed with a smile, and went to the vegetable garden to help Cheng Huai water and weed together.

Now that I water it frequently, the weeds will grow fast, and they will grow everywhere if I don't do it for a few days.

After Cheng Huai finished watering, he saw Jiang Miao squatting and pulling weeds, so he walked over to pick him up.

"Don't squat all the time." The man looked a little serious.

Jiang Miao looked at him with slightly curved eyes, knowing that he was afraid that her feet would go numb.

"Cheng Huai, can I make braised fish for you at night?" The fish caught in the morning is still in the water, so it's just right for dinner.

The man lowered his eyes to look at her, his crooked smiling eyes were extraordinarily bright, "Okay, I'll kill the fish after watering."

Jiang Miao nodded and continued to pull weeds, then went to collect the drying things in the yard, took the clothes into the house, folded them, and put them in the closet.

"Father, watch the fish." Dabao ran over holding Xiaobao's hand, his eyes full of anticipation.

Afraid that they would play with the water, Yu Ying placed the barrel on a high place so that they would not see it.

After Cheng Huai finished watering, he carried the two cubs out of the vegetable garden, and then showed them the fish in the barrel.

Big Treasure and Little Treasure bowed their bodies and pouted their buttocks, their two little heads wished they could get into the bucket to see.

It's not enough to look at it, I want to reach out and poke the mouth of the fish.

Standing behind them, Yu Ying suddenly said, "Ouch, I bit my hand, I bit my hand!"

Dabao and Xiaobao quickly withdrew their hands in fright, turned their heads and looked at grandma blankly, not knowing whether it was true or not.

"Grandma, catch the fish." Dabao dragged Yu Ying's hand and put it in the wooden bucket.

Xiao Bao also dragged Yu Ying's other hand cooperatively.

Yu Ying laughed angrily, and gave one of them a slap on the buttocks, "You two are thieves, if you're afraid, drag me to catch you."

The two cubs were taught to be safe, squatting in front of the barrel, occasionally peeking in, their little hands eager to try.

Seeing Jiang Miao coming out of the house, he ran over and hugged her leg, "Mother, Yubaibao?"

Facing Yu Ying's smile all over his face, Jiang Miao knew that the two children had been fooled.

"Don't bite, Dabao and Xiaobao go touch it, but you can't play in the water." She replied softly, stroking their heads.

After hearing the answer, the two children ran to fish.

Seeing Jiang Miao go to the kitchen, Cheng Huai fished a big fish to kill, quickly cleaned it up, gave it to Jiang Miao, and then sat by the side to help her light the fire.

It was getting dark early now, but after a while, it became much darker outside.

Jiang Miao fried the fish, and then fried a vegetable to make a soup.

Seeing her finish, Cheng Huai took the dishes to the front, and then came back to scoop water into the stove to warm it.

The buns were already steamed, and Jiang Miao took a big bowl to put them in, and took some of each flavor.

"Go and wash your hands, I'll take it down later." Taking the bowl in her hand, Cheng Huai bent down and pulled some firewood out of the stove.

Jiang Miao nodded, moved to his side, reached out to wipe the ashes off his face, and reminded: "Cheng Huai, the ashes are all over his face."

The man lowered his head and looked at her with his dark eyes, "Is there any more?"

Jiang Miao had no choice but to wipe it clean for him, couldn't help but tugged at his face, and replied with a smile: "No more, it's finished."

Cheng Huai felt inexplicably happy when his daughter-in-law grabbed his face, and went to the front with the bowl, and then washed his hands and ate with Jiang Miao.

The braised fish is delicious, crispy on the outside but tender on the inside.

Yu Ying picked out the thorns, made some for the two children, and ate a lot herself.

"It's so delicious, we can't even find a handicraft like Miao girl's in our village."

"I feel like I've gained weight these days." Yu Ying pinched her waist subconsciously, "It seems that I have gained weight."

Jiang Miao looked over, Yu Ying was not fat, she was thin before, but now she looks better with a bit of flesh.

She said in a serious tone: "Mother, I can't see that she is fat, but she looks better."

Yu Ying also thinks so, people always say she looks good when she goes to do the laundry recently.

"Eat more too, and grow more meat." As he spoke, he picked up a large piece of fish for Jiang Miao.

After the meal, Yu Ying took the two children to digest food, Jiang Miao went to feed the chickens and rabbits, and Cheng Huai packed up the things that he was going to take to town tomorrow.

After taking a bath at night, Yu Ying took the two children to bed.

Cheng Huai accidentally tore his clothes when he was moving things in the afternoon, Jiang Miao sat by the bed and sewed clothes for him after taking a shower.

When Cheng Huai came into the house, the clothes were sewn.

Jiang Miao handed him the clothes, "Cheng Huai, the other slits are all sewn up, take a look."

The clothes my daughter-in-law sewed were of course the best, but Cheng Huai still held them and looked at them for a while, and then couldn't hold back and pulled him into his arms.

The rough man smelled hot all over his body, and when he hugged him, his arm muscles stretched, strong and hard.

Jiang Miao reached out and hooked his neck, and as soon as he raised his head, he pressed his head and kissed him.

The delicate and soft little daughter-in-law made people completely reluctant to let go. The corners of Cheng Huai's eyes were slightly red, and his right leg was bent against the edge of the bed, and his head rested on her neck, panting heavily.

"Daughter-in-law, you seem to have gained weight." He wrapped his arms around her waist with one hand, and gently squeezed her waist with the other.

A little itchy, Jiang Miao grabbed his hand unwillingly, "You and mother tell me to eat more every day, isn't it in vain if I don't grow meat?"

"Well, it would be nice to have more flesh." The man's voice was low and joyful, and he held her body and kissed her again.

Jiang Miao reached out to press against his solid chest, but her fingers ripped off his shirt restlessly, and she was quickly held by his hand, not to be ripped off.

She raised her head and looked at him with a slight annoyance, but she would not lose a piece of meat if she touched it.

Cheng Huai tightened his lips, and touched her lips flatteringly, "Daughter-in-law, it's time to go to bed."

Jiang Miao reached out and scratched his waist, wondering why he only kissed once every time, couldn't he?
"Go to sleep, call me early tomorrow." As soon as he let go, she rolled into the bed and fell asleep on her side.

"Okay." Cheng Huai blew out the candles, and after lying down, he picked her up and slept in his arms.

Jiang Miao couldn't figure it out in her heart, but she felt the scorching breath from the rough man's body, and soon fell asleep.

In the early morning of the second day, Yu Ying sorted the buns and put them into baskets. This time, he made almost [-] buns, each with different flavors.

Now that we are going to open a steamed stuffed bun shop, we need to firmly secure those old customers, and have a general idea of ​​which flavors we like, so that we can determine the number of steamed stuffed buns to be made in the future.