Farming Little Hot Wife: dumb husband spoils nonstop

Sun Guixiang, who hesitated for a few seconds, flattened her mouth and blinked her eyes quickly. She was thinking about how to calm down the irrational duckweed. She didn't want to admit that she was afraid of duckweed, but she was afraid that she would cut herself to death if she lost her mind.

In this way, she can't enjoy the future glory and wealth, and her daughter living in Mufu hasn't paid her back! She can't die.

"Come on, I'm not angry. I'm just afraid you'll be ruined by bad people. You don't know how bad people are outside!" Sun Guixiang is still looking for excuses, but clearly shows fear.

Tone, has also been obviously soft down.

With a scornful smile on his lips, ducao asked, "I know you've long wanted to sell me. Whether you're going to be someone else's daughter-in-law or go to the brothel, at least I'm worth tens of taels of silver!"

Sun Guixiang shows a guilty face, but his mouth is still trying to be brave, and his eyes are nowhere to be placed. Du Cao can't help but sneer at it, supporting the stove with one hand, waiting for sun Guixiang's excuse.

"What are you talking about? I'm not thinking about your life. You'll get married sooner or later

She craned her neck and yelled. She stepped back carefully, opened the wooden door of the kitchen and made a gesture of escape at any time.

Before leaving, in order to avoid causing trouble, sun Guixiang had to say two good words: "don't lose your temper, go back to the house quickly and change your clothes. If you get cold, I'll give you medicine!"

After that, sun Guixiang saw that his stomach was gradually putting down the kitchen knife. He was relieved and turned to leave.

Looking at her back in a hurry, Du Cao narrowed her eyes and bit her lip.

Although she was just bluffing sun Guixiang, she would not be slaughtered if she was in a hurry. Later, Du Cao took two mouthfuls of the cooked corn porridge and went back to the house to change her clothes while she was boiling hot water.

At this time, Ji Shumo has got up and is sitting by the window, reading medical books in the sunshine.

The above things are a little complicated. I can't understand them without a talent for medicine, but he can't do anything except reading, so he just makes do with it.

"Hoo However, as soon as he was interested, he saw Du Cao shivering back into the room. Ji Shumo was so pale that he quickly put down his books and stepped forward.

"How did you get so wet all over?" Ji expresses Mo Mou in some consternation, just go out of time not still good? How did it take a little while to make it look like this.

At the moment, however, the grass was too cold to say a word. As soon as he wanted to open his mouth, his trembling teeth bit the tip of his tongue.

Looking at her white face, Ji Shumo rushes to the wardrobe to find clothes for her.

He could not help but frown when he turned out a worn-out linen dress, so he had to look for the one he was wearing inside.

"You change it quickly, or you'll get cold!" Ji Shumo put his clothes on the bedside and immediately turned to avoid suspicion.

Du Cao nodded and stammered.

"Well, I'll, I'll put it on." Du Cao, whose limbs were a little stiff, quickly took off his wet old clothes, and then quickly changed into a clean suit that Ji Shumo had brought over.

After a while, guarding the burning charcoal basin in the room, it was not as cold as when I first came into the room.

However, her small face still can not slow down, pale as if the corner has not yet melted snow.

"I changed it." She trembled to remind Ji Shumo.

Smell speech, sword eyebrow tight wrinkly Ji express Mo this just slowly turn round, see her this appearance, the face also becomes extremely gloomy.

"Grass, is your mother bullying you again?" He asked in a low voice. Seriously, he had never seen such a vampire like parent.

This girl must have suffered a lot, right? Ji Lyric Mo looked at squatting on the ground guarding the charcoal basin of Du Cao, can't help but feel a pain in the heart.

Listening to Ji's words, Du Cao laughs bitterly. She doesn't want to make people around her sad.

"Today she's cheating too much. I really want to fight with her just now, but I have a bright future, so I can't stop here." Du Cao, who bared his teeth and grinned dryly, took the scene just now.

Looking at the young man in front of him with a cold face, you know that he is angry, but he is not angry with himself, but with sun Guixiang bullying her.

Ji Shumo knows that Du Cao has no nostalgia for this family, and during this period, he also witnessed what kind of life she lived.

When he learned the cause and effect of the incident, he got up in a rage and would have rushed out if it had not been for the straw.After sitting in the hut for a while, duckweed sat by the window in the sun, and finally got a little warm.

She gently rubbed her hands and looked at the angry Ji Lyric ink.

"I'm not angry. Don't be angry. The hot water in the pot should have been burning for a long time. I'm going to scald radish and make radish cake, and then I'll serve it to you." In other words, the optimism in Du Cao's eyes was restored.

She is a little strong that she can't beat. She has strong vitality, so she won't be poured down by sun Guixiang's cold water.

See Ji Lyric ink back to himself did not speak, then directly turned around and picked up the wet clothes on the table, took out the sun on the shelf in the hospital.

Then back to the kitchen, she made breakfast and distributed breakfast in an orderly way. Of course, only for DU and Ji.

Just in the process, duckweed suddenly sneezed twice, and she vaguely guessed that she might still have a cold.

But she had to finish what she was doing. She put Ji and her grandmother's breakfast aside, and finally filled out her own share, put it in a tray and walked into the hut.

After coming in, Ji Shumo, who is pacing back and forth and has a gloomy face, quickly takes over. Seeing her haggard appearance, he is speechless.

"If you eat more, you will not be attacked by the wind and cold until you have heat in your body."

Two people sat at the table, Ji Lyric ink before moving chopsticks, his bowl of porridge more to Du Cao some.

Du Cao chuckled and shrugged.

"It doesn't matter. I'm very strong."

She said so, but she already knew she had a cold. She just wanted to survive.

Because once he is bedridden, there will be no one to take care of Ji's life. Maybe sun Guixiang will find out the secret.

After the absent-minded breakfast, Du Cao felt more and more that he had no spirit, so he forced his body to move muscles and bones, which forced the cold out of his body.

"I'll go outside and chop wood, and I'll be back in about an hour or two." Du Cao told Ji Shumo with a smile. He was afraid that he would worry. It would be better to sweat, or it would not be a good way to stay cold.

Ji Lyric ink is of course not at ease, look a little uneasy.

"Well, if there is enough firewood in the woodshed, don't go today. I think you are very weak." The young man's sword eyebrows, since Du Cao ran back to the small room like a drowned chicken, did not stretch out and wrinkled all the time.