Yipin Farmer's Wife

Chapter 14
Thinking of this, Ye Qianze turned around and went out, picked up the hatchet and left.

He wants to go to the back mountain to chop firewood, which is his daily compulsory course. In fact, chopping firewood is just a joke, and there is a secret hidden between his mother and son in the back mountain. It has been hidden in the two words of firewood for 12 years. have no idea.

Han Chulan went to work in the fields, Ye Qianze went to the back mountain to cut firewood, and Mrs. Li stayed at home to guard the shabby home.

After the sun went down, Han Chulan came back from the field under the moonlight.

Ye Qianze also came back, as usual, he didn't cut much firewood and came back, his white and slender hands were covered with blisters, worse than yesterday.Yesterday, he only had a few blisters on the palm of his hand, but today not only the palm, but also the five fingers holding the blunt hatchet were covered with blisters.

"Ze'er, you're back." Li Shi came out of the room to welcome him, seeing that he was carrying a few half-dry and half-wet firewood roots on his back, and said with a bit of a smile: "Ze'er, you can't make some progress." ?"

"Mother, I've worked very hard. It smells so good, what is my wife doing?" Ye Qianze put the blunt hatchet down, and burrowed into the house.

Ye Qianze's words "my wife" stunned Li Shi, and then smiled: "There is only half a bag of sweet potatoes at home, of course I am making sweet potato soup. Lan'er has the ability, no matter what it is, after her hands It’s delicious when you make it.”

Ye Qianze said cheerfully: "That's what my wife is capable of." After the sound fell, he had already rushed into the kitchen, and seeing Han Chulan's small figure busy in front of the stove, his phoenix eyes began to swell. Shining brightly, as if the brilliance of his eyes was all for Han Chulan.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Han Chulan turned to look at him, and asked coldly, "You're back?"

"Well, I'm back."

"Where's the firewood you chopped?" Han Chulan asked casually, the sweet potato soup was cooked, she took the bowls and chopsticks to clean, and began to fill the bowl with sweet potato soup.After hearing his daughter-in-law's question, Ye Qianze answered honestly: "It's outside the house, it can't be burned yet."

Hearing this, Han Chulan paused for a moment and glanced at him again, and then continued to serve sweet potato soup. Thinking of her husband's ability, Han Chulan shouldn't have hoped for him, it would be fine if he came back alive without feeding the beast Not bad.

After finishing three bowls of sweet potato soup, Han Chulan signaled Ye Qianze to help bring them out. Ye Qianze hummed and walked over cheerfully, causing Han Chulan to glance at him again in surprise. Can she say, her husband? It seems a little different.When Ye Qianze reached out to serve sweet potato soup, Han Chulan saw sharply that his thick palms were full of blisters, she grabbed Ye Qianze's hands, twisted her delicate eyebrows, and stared at his palms.

"what happened?"

Ye Qianze looked at her piercingly, with a sense of asking for credit, and replied: "I worked too hard to cut firewood, so my palms were full of blisters, Lan'er, I am not lazy at all."

Will his wife love him?

"Have you sharpened the hatchet?" Han Chulan asked with a dark face.

This idiot, if others scold him for not being useful, will he really go on the road of being not useful?The hatchet is so blunt, and he doesn't know how to sharpen it. It's strange that the palm of his hand doesn't get blisters when he chops wood with such a hatchet.

"No." Ye Qianze replied honestly.

"You're stupid! You don't know how to sharpen a knife without being a woodcutter? If you don't sharpen a hatchet, why are you chopping firewood? It's your fault that your hands are full of blisters!" Han Chulan shook off his hands, blushing She scolded him face to face, and then took out the sweet potato soup without asking him to help.

Li Shi, who was waiting for dinner in the hall, heard the movement and saw Han Chulan coming out, she asked with concern: "Lan'er, what's wrong?"

"Mother, it's okay, this bowl is yours, wash your hands before eating." Han Chulan put the first bowl of sweet potato soup on the table, and said to Li Shi coldly.The bowl she served for Li Shi had a lot of sweet potatoes and soup, and the bowl was intact.In this family, Mrs. Li is the elder, and the younger generation should be filial to the elders. This is the principle of Han Chulan's life.

Li Shi also noticed that Han Chulan was more sensible than before, showing filial piety to her in every way, and felt very relieved.

"Lan'er, give this bowl to Ze'er. Mother didn't do anything this afternoon, so you don't need to eat so much." What Li Shi thought of was Ye Qianze.

Han Chulan turned her head and cast a glance at Ye Qianze who came out, and responded coldly: "Mother, don't worry, he won't be hungry, there is still in the pot, and I also filled a lot of sweet potatoes in his bowl." With that said, she turned around and went in to bring out Ye Qianze's bowl, and Li Shi was relieved when she saw that there were indeed a lot of sweet potato chips.

A family of three ate sweet potato soup.

Ye Qianze's hand holding the chopsticks vaguely touched the blisters, and every time he seemed to faintly hum, he deliberately wanted to attract Han Chulan's attention.

Under the faint oil lamp, his beautiful phoenix eyes always glanced at Han Chulan indiscriminately, but it was a pity that Han Chulan just ignored him and only cared about eating her dinner.He is so stupid, so useless, let him hurt first!

After filling their stomachs, everyone took a bath, and Mrs. Li returned to her hut. Han Chulan and Ye Qianze went back to the room one step at a time. Without any exception, she still put straw in the room and planned to make the floor.

After Ye Qianze entered the room, he saw her laying straw, and said, "Lan'er, it's very hot, if you sleep on the straw, the heat will be unbearable."

Glancing at him, Han Chulan didn't speak.

"You go to bed."

"I don't want to be kicked." Han Chulan replied coldly.

Ye Qianzejun looked slightly embarrassed, looked at her, and said in a low voice after a while: "I promise I won't kick you tonight!"

Han Chulan glanced at him, and Ye Qianze belatedly realized that when she looked at him, she either glanced at him or glanced at him. Other women's eyes would shine when they saw him, but she didn't. meeting.His little daughter-in-law doesn't like him!
This fact made Ye Qianze choke up.

"I don't want to try the feeling of being kicked several times a night again." Han Chulan cut Ye Qianze's face very rudely, making his face embarrassed again.Han Chulan felt that he didn't have any villager aura on him, even if he was wearing the same rough clothes like everyone else, but when put on his model-like figure, he could wear a different kind of demeanor. The extravagance exuded from the outside cannot be concealed by the coarse cloth clothes.What was his origin?
Ye's mother and son are not local villagers of Zhangjia Village, but moved from other places. No one knows where they moved from.What their previous identities were was a mystery.

Han Chulan is not very interested in the past history of her husband, because of the shabby appearance of the Ye family at the moment, no matter how her husband is written, it is impossible for her husband to be an emperor or a prince like in the novel, right?It would be better for her to come back to reality. Thinking of the previous three nights, she tried very hard to keep a distance from him on the bed, but he kicked her out of bed, more and more every time.

(End of this chapter)