The sweet marriage of the eighty daughter

Chapter 81 My Sassy Wife
what?
What job am I willing to do?
This is the truth!

Jiang Yishui is not only clever with her tongue, she is also willing to work hard, and she knows how to seize opportunities.

Originally!
A village girl like her, who came to the provincial capital for the first time, has no background, no acquaintances, her eyes are almost dark, she only knows Xiangdong...

Under such circumstances, if she still wants to open up a piece of sky of her own...won't suffer?Not bold?Don't know how to play by ear?How can you stand out?

Time and luck are important in one's life, but when the opportunity is right in front of you, how to choose, how to grasp, and even how to fight for it is the key to determine the direction of destiny.

Actively fighting for and passively accepting...then the difference between them is too great.

Ye Xin pondered for a moment...

To be honest, Jiang Yishui was a bit noncommittal about Jiang Yishui's request for learning art, "Xiao Jiang, I am not as good as you said, and I am not a master. I just know how to do some cutting work. After a long time, I have accumulated some experience! I Well, I can't teach you anything systematically..."

This is considered a polite refusal.

Because she didn't know Jiang Yishui's level, she couldn't come up and say "I'll teach you how to cut", but she was embarrassed to shirk because of the neighbor's face and the fact that he helped her just now.

I can only turn a corner and say, "However, what if you are willing to study? I can answer some of your questions. In your spare time, you can also come and have a look. You don't need to help me wash clothes, cook, Do it in return!"

The meaning is obvious... I don't teach you, you can't learn anything by yourself, just retreat when you face difficulties.

Jiang Yishui was not discouraged.

Everything starts with step 1.

With a good opportunity, the road ahead will be easy.

She narrowed her eyes and smiled, "That's good!"

Don't mention this question anymore, "Designer Ye, do you have paracetamol at home? Let me say one more thing, don't worry about it. Based on my experience as a barefoot doctor, you should take a piece of antipyretic first, then drink some hot porridge, and cover your stomach. Sweating under the quilt, what if the fever persists? Then go to the hospital!"

Glancing into the room from the corner of the eye, "Is your family not here? Is there anyone taking care of you?"

"Huh? I live alone!" Ye Xin said honestly, "I have never been married, and I have no children. Both my parents have passed away. Only one elder brother lives in Shanghai. I have no relatives in this city."

"Is that so?" Jiang Yishui straightened his shoulders, "As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. Since we live in the same yard, it is fate. I caught up with you and got sick today. If you need anything , just tell me and Xiang Dong!"

As soon as the words are finished.

Simply rolled up the cuffs, "Your clothes are dirty, I'll help you change them, and wash them by the way! Where are the clean clothes? Can I help you take them out?"

"How embarrassing is this?"

"There's nothing to be ashamed of. Aren't you sick? There's no one around me. I'm young. It's easy to do these tasks. It's not a problem!"

Even so.

But Ye Xin knew it in her heart... She has an old problem of epilepsy. Sometimes, when she gets sick, people will avoid her and go away.The clothes are dirty, and no one wants to wash them...

But Jiang Yishui'er took the initiative to help?
How can this be a piece of cake?

This is a kind-hearted child.

I couldn't help but have a good impression of her, and smiled sincerely, "Xiao Jiang, I really don't know what to say..."

Xiang Dong asked softly outside the door, "The porridge is ready, can you bring it here?"

He has depth.

When single ladies are at home, no matter how old they are, they don’t lean towards the east... just stand at the door and talk.

Jiang Yishui'er hurriedly replied, "Xiang Dong, bring the porridge here! It's better to put some sugar in the porridge! Designer Ye is sick, and after drinking the porridge, he can just take medicine."

No stomach trouble!
How thoughtful.

Xiang Dong replied crisply outside the door, "Okay! I'll get it right away."

That's it for preparation.

in the house...

Jiang Yishui helped Ye Xin change the dirty clothes, threw them into a large basin, soaked them in hot water, and took care of her to drink porridge, and under Ye Xin's instructions, he took out two tablets of paracetamol in the drawer , Seeing her eat, lie back in bed.

Only then did Jiang Yishui lightly leave the house with the big basin.

Ye Xin lay on the pillow with his eyes slightly closed, and he could vaguely hear the sound of Jiang Yishui rubbing his sweater with both hands in the yard.

Xiang Dong felt sorry for his wife, "Is the water cold? Let me wash it!"

"It's okay, I'll wash it, a few washes will be fine."

"Then I'll get you some hot water."

Jiang Yishui looked up at him, "I'm not so delicate!"

Having said that, I feel in my heart that I am loved and taken care of by others... so good.

The sweater is done.

To the clothesline in the yard.

The young couple went into the kitchen together to prepare breakfast.

While cutting cabbage, Jiang Yishui asked her husband, "Hey, there are too many things going on at home recently, so I didn't bother to ask. Madman Tan and Erhan are also in the provincial capital, do you have any news about them?"

Xiang Dong shook his head, "I've been busy with the two of us recently, how can I find time to inquire about this? However, the last time I heard about Brother Tan, he said...he has returned to the Beijing Opera Troupe !"

"Ah?" Jiang Yishui stopped his movements, "Is this a good thing? Does that mean that he has implemented the policy and returned to his original job?"

Xiang Dong shook his head and smiled wryly, "Now, there are many things that require the implementation of policies. The national government handles one by one and investigates one by one. It always takes some time. How can it be so easy?"

"..."

"The reason why he was able to return to the Peking Opera Troupe was because someone from above had spoken to him to go back! As for what exactly is he doing now?" Xiang Dong paused, not wanting his wife to worry, "You don't know it is good!"

"What about Erhan?" Compared to Tan Yunlei, Jiang Yishui cared more about his friend, "What is she doing now? Has she found Madman Tan? Are they living together?"

"How is it possible to live together?" Xiang Dong waved his hand disapprovingly, "Sixth brother is not that kind of person, before his own problems are resolved, he will not talk about feelings, let alone drag Huang Han to suffer with him! These Haven't you understood yet?"

"Then what's going on? Tell me clearly!" Jiang Yishui'er always felt that he was a little hesitant, "Well, you give me Tan Yunlei's address, and I'll go over and have a look. I'm not looking at him, I have to Look at Erhan."

Xiang Dong knew he couldn't screw her up, so he could only agree, "I'll write to you later!"

"..."

With a sound of "Suddenly", the rice pot jumped.

Jiang Yishui hurried over and lifted the lid of the pot.

Xiang Dong reminded, "Be careful! Don't burn yourself!"

"I know!" Jiang Yishui raised his eyes and looked at her husband with a happy smile, "It's not that I haven't cooked, I still need you to remind me? But you, what should you do, go ahead and get ready to sign up Materials, I will accompany you to the Education Bureau in a while!"

"What about you? Don't you sign up?"

"I want to apply, but I can apply." Jiang Yishui expressed his worries, "I am not in the same situation as you! You are a family member, and you cannot apply because of my involvement, but I am speculative and have conclusive evidence. The instrument is there, even if I change to the city to apply, and they go back to the county for a political trial, they can find out that I have a criminal record!"

criminal record?

Bring this up.

Xiang Dong didn't blame his daughter-in-law for doing business, but felt sorry for her for standing up for him, and sighed softly, "If you want me to say, you are an idiot! I was willing to take the blame for you at that time, and you just You can stay at home well, but no, you went to the Finance Bureau to pick me out, and you are going to go to jail? Idiot! Pure idiot."

"Bah! You are stupider than me." Jiang Yishui looked at her husband sweetly, "Why do you take the blame for me for things you haven't done? Don't you want your future and future? If I were the second fool , you are a big fool!"

"Who do you say is a big fool?"

"saying you!"

Jiang Yishui flicked his big braid arrogantly, walked slowly to her husband's side, wrapped his hands around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the lips.

Her voice was low and soft, "Xiangdong, if you weren't such a fool, I wouldn't marry you, and if you weren't such a fool, I wouldn't love you either."

Xiang Dong was taken aback.

His eyes lit up all of a sudden, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly! Say it again."

"I said~" Jiang Yishui admitted generously...why not?
Life seems long, but no one knows what will be met at the corner, and no one knows how long the fate will last.

When it's time to say something, don't be hypocritical and say it out loud.

Jiang Yishui coughed hard, "Xiang Dong, listen carefully, I married you because I love you, if one day you dare to let me down, I will grab your head and kick it like a ball."

what?
Is this the way to express love?

Xiang Dong laughed loudly, "Jiang Yishui, you tigress! Can't you just say something romantic?"

He gradually suppressed his smile.

He stretched out his arms and hugged his daughter-in-law tightly, "Jiang Yishui, listen to me too, I marry you not because you can wash clothes and cook, but because I want to love you for the rest of my life. If you dare to leave me one day, even if you go to heaven and earth, I will chase you back."

"..."

The two stood side by side in the morning light.

In a tacit agreement, no one spoke anymore.

Xiang Dong still had a stubbled chin, gently stroking his wife's forehead.

The cabbage soup was simmering slowly in the pot, and the steam from it moved up lazily in the sunlight.

The aroma of rice lingers around.

and also……

Lover's hug.

All of these constitute the simplest and most practical... happiness.

The two are enjoying this rare warmth.

Suddenly there was a "bang" in the yard...

someone is coming!

(End of this chapter)