The rough man from the countryside dotes on him silently, but his beloved wife is reborn and strives

Liu Fangfang couldn't see the expression on her man's face, so she covered up the love letter for her sister-in-law and worked hard to perform.

He was someone who would never take the initiative to hug someone. In order to successfully give a love letter to his sister-in-law, he deliberately posted it very close to her and talked about what looked good in the clothes he designed and how they fit him.

Gu Liangcheng was so attentive, how could he not see the little woman's abnormality.

Although she took the initiative to post it, she was still unhappy. She was making various guesses in her mind about who the man who wrote the love letter to her wife was.

He seemed a little absent-minded.He didn't dare to tell his wife, but that man couldn't think better of it.

"Husband? Are you listening?" Liu Fangfang talked for a long time and couldn't hear her man's response, so she looked back in confusion.

Gu Liangcheng quickly put away the murderous expression on his face, looked down at the design, and said, "Well, it looks good! It looks good!"

Just... Liu Fangfang was a little disappointed. Her husband didn't seem to like her carefully designed clothes.

Realizing this, Liu Fangfang stopped pestering Gu Liangcheng to show him the design drawings. Instead, she let go and thought about how to improve it to make it look better.

Two people with their own thoughts misunderstood each other so beautifully and went about their own business.

Liu Fangfang was busy improving the clothes she designed, while Gu Liangcheng was busy finding out the bastard who was poaching him.

If Gu Xiaomei hadn't sneaked in when she saw her elder brother going out, Xiaobao would have almost fallen down.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing? Xiaobao almost fell down!" Gu Xiaomei hugged Xiaobao who was standing on the bed in fear, and looked at Liu Fangfang, who was thinking about something with her head lowered and biting the tip of her pen.

"Ah..." Liu Fangfang was startled. When she heard that Xiaobao almost fell, she put down her pen in fright and took her naughty son into her sister-in-law's arms.

At the same time, Mrs. Gu, who had started making Laba porridge after dinner, also finished her work and shouted loudly for them to go and drink porridge.

"Come on, let's have some porridge. Mom is making brown sugar laba porridge today. It must be delicious!" Gu Xiaomei pulled Liu Fangfang and the others out of the house.

It was already noon, so it was just right to have some porridge with a sip. Gu Liangcheng was also at home, and at the dinner table, his face looked a little ugly.

Liu Fangfang served him a bowl of porridge. He took it and drank it, almost getting burned. Then he looked at the little girl who looked at her with a sullen face.

"You are a 16-year-old girl. You sit around at home all day long and don't help your mother with any housework. Who is as lazy as you?"

He just knows how to poach his eldest brother without doing anything, and it won't work without training and training.

Gu Xiaomei, who joked that her eldest brother was almost burned, immediately shut up and stared at her mother with silent questions.

Mrs. Gu didn't know what happened to her son, who had always doted on her sister. She shook her head and said, "My little sister is going to wash the sheets and quilts this afternoon! The water is boiling in the pot!"

Gu Xiaomei, lying on the gun, looked at her mother dissatisfied. She wanted to ask her elder brother what was wrong, but he burned her mouth and punished her corporally.

But her mother actually went along with the flow and arranged a job for her directly. Is this okay?
"Mom...it's so cold, my hands will freeze..." She pouted, acting coquettishly.

She's not really the kind of person who cares about food regardless of temperament, but it's just that the weather is really cold, and she's really afraid that her little hands will freeze.

"Wash in the house, it's okay!" Mrs. Gu didn't give her a chance to escape. Her son was right. This daughter should be taught a lesson.

Although she is not married to Heizi and has gone to study, there will come a time when a girl has to look after her husband and raise her children, and do busy work outside the home.

If nothing happens, her mother will be scolded, and maybe her dead father will be scolded as well.

"Sister-in-law... Wuwuwu..." Gu Xiaomei felt wronged by her mother and elder brother, and she cried pitifully to her sister-in-law.

Liu Fangfang took one look at her abnormal husband and quickly understood the reason.

She mouthed to Gu Xiaomei, "Love letter..." Gu Xiaomei's face turned pale with fright, and she nervously asked for help from her sister-in-law.

Liu Fangfang said softly, "Drink the porridge first, and I'll help you wash it later!"

Gu Xiaomei had no other choice but to nod.

but…

"No! You wash it yourself! You stinky girl, let me find out that you asked your sister-in-law to wash it for you. See how I deal with you!"

The daughter-in-law is just a little better, she can't be tired anymore, Mrs. Gu warned her daughter fiercely.

It doesn't matter if you wash some sheets and quilts, but what if your daughter-in-law washes her and the leg injury relapses?
Liu Fangfang secretly pulled Gu Xiaomei and whispered, "If you confess, you will be lenient!"

Originally, it was true that when someone gave her a love letter, she didn't really have anything to do with them, so she just confessed.

Her husband was such a smart man, he must have discovered the clues. Knowing this, he would resort to such corporal punishment.

Gu Xiaomei frowned aggrievedly, and suddenly felt that the Laba porridge in her mouth didn't taste good anymore.

After finishing the porridge, Liu Fangfang took Gu Liangcheng back to the house, and then Gu Xiaomei walked in hesitantly holding the greasy love letter.

"Brother...I was wrong!"

Gu Liangcheng was startled when he said this when he entered the room. He had never thought of bringing the love letter to the public. He didn't know the other person at all, so he just said it like this. He was not prepared.

He sat there with a frown and a cold face, thinking about how his little wife would react and what she would say.

Liu Fangfang couldn't stand it any longer, so she walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "My little sister has already admitted her mistake. Besides, she only accepted the love letter and didn't date that greasy man. Is this what you did?"

As he spoke, he took the love letter out of Gu Xiaomei's hand and handed it to Gu Liangcheng, "Look for yourself, this greasy love letter makes it impossible for our little sister to fall in love with him! It's really..."

Gu Liangcheng glanced over, and he understood what Lian had said to his wife. The haze in his heart disappeared instantly, and then he coughed twice and spoke awkwardly.

"Why do you keep this love letter if you don't like it? Burn it!"

When Gu Xiaomei saw that her elder brother was no longer angry, she felt extremely wronged. She pouted and said aggrievedly, "Isn't that just for fun? Take it back and show it to your sister-in-law? I'll burn it right now..."

Liu Fangfang moved very quickly and grabbed Gu Xiaomei, "Don't burn it yet, I haven't finished reading yet..."

Gu Liangcheng's face darkened, "What are you looking at? It's not written for you!"

Liu Fangfang didn't take it seriously, "Didn't you never receive a love letter? Why don't you just look at other people's letters?"

It was another big surprise. Gu Liangcheng was pleasantly surprised by what he heard.

It turns out that my daughter-in-law has never received a love letter?Making myself angry and jealous for so long is really...

"Okay, okay, let me write it for you. You'll laugh so hard at this! By the way, brother, I'll burn this love letter, so don't punish me corporally?" Gu Xiaomei shook the love letter in her hand and asked.

Gu Liangcheng's face turned even darker. Didn't he kiss the younger sister?

She actually said something like asking him to write a love letter. My daughter-in-law has never received a love letter, and he hasn’t written one either...

"No! Wash it off quickly!"