The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 103 Returning to the door in four days (1)
After a night of fascination, I suddenly close my eyes, and suddenly I have to open them at four o'clock.The new daughter-in-law has to get up early, and if she is not happy, she will stay in bed on the first day after entering the house.

Under the red bedding, the newlyweds hugged each other tightly.Geng Wuxiu rested Xiuhe's soft long hair on his long arm, watching her slender fingertips lightly stroke his chest, his heart and eyes were full of tenderness.

There were mottled old wounds on the honey-colored skin. With a lazy voice, Xiu He pointed to a red mark on Geng Wu's rib and asked, "Where did this come from? It looks like it's old."

"It was whipped by the supervisor." Geng Wu put Xiuhe's fingertips on his lips and kissed softly, looking at the purple marks on her collarbone and smiling.

"I don't know how to avoid it... Hey, are you still watching? I told you not to watch." Xiuhe quickly withdrew her fingertips.

Xiuhe thought of the prosperous times of the Geng family, and knew that he must have suffered a lot back then when he suddenly changed from a young master to a prisoner.Then he took Geng Wu Qingkuan's shoulders and curled up in his arms: "I will live a good life with you in the future, and we will earn back what we didn't lose before."

"En." General Geng Xiuhe's bright red lips pecked lightly.

"And here, where did it come from?" Xiu He pointed to a faint tooth mark on Geng Wu's shoulder, pretending to ask casually.

The little girl turned out to be a vat of vinegar, she even forgot about biting it by the river.

Geng Wu looked at Xiuhe's slightly trembling eyelashes, feeling pain in her heart, he bit her earlobe and said, "What do you think? At that time you called me a silver thief... what should I call me in the future?"

It was only then that Xiuhe remembered the scene by the river. God knows how much she hated him at that time, and she forgot when she bit him so deeply.

But refused to admit it.Fearing that Geng Wu would want to come again and delay the time to get up, he hastily pushed his palm away: "Sanlang... get up quickly, you will be laughed at by your sisters-in-law for being late."

When the bride came in, the family members woke up early.

There were red envelopes and candies in the main room, and Mrs. Geng sat at the head, watching her son holding the bride's hand, and the husband and wife kowtow to their husband's tablet.

The sister-in-law was tidying up in the bride's room, and when she saw that the white handkerchief was stained with red plums, she winked at her mother-in-law when she came out.

Mrs. Geng's eyes showed relief, knowing that the young couple kept their chastity until they got married, and lovingly took Xiuhe's hand: "I have wronged you, because you have suffered so many gossips for being with our family Gengwu."

How many rumors outside can be meaningless, but in front of the elders at home, the innocence needs to be clarified.

Xiuhe heaved a sigh of relief, and gave Geng Wu a sneaky look—last night she said she didn't care about it, and she couldn't bear to spread the handkerchief for a moment, but luckily she didn't listen to him.

It was almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and the weather was getting cooler. I wanted to sleep more, but I woke up at dawn.I got up too early and didn't know what to do. Two poor women, one was busy in the kitchen and the other was cleaning the courtyard. The sisters-in-law had nothing to do, so they sat under the eaves to pick beans.

People in Fucheng value sons over daughters. The property in the family has always been reserved only for sons, and daughters go out of the living room to accompany a little. Don't think too much about other things, even Fuda Tiangong.Although Geng's family was ransacked, after all Mrs. Geng still has a few acres of dowry Susukida in the countryside. She collects a small rent every year, so she can't get rich, but she can still live frugally.

"Huhu~~" After washing her face, Ying Er let go of her grandmother's bondage, and dragged the puppy to the backyard.

"Hey, come back quickly!" The mother blushed and hurried down to stop him: "Your third uncle and third aunt are still sleeping, don't disturb them."

"Where are you sleeping? The third uncle and the little aunt are sawing the bed. I'll wake them up." The four-year-old Ying'er has a tender voice and handsome eyebrows, vaguely resembling the second young master of the Geng family.

(End of this chapter)