The first spoiled marriage: the sweetheart of the president

The sky was full of dark clouds, thunder and lightning. On a rainy night with heavy rain, several people walked along the rugged mountain road and came to a cave kiln house.

"Our village has received the notice of rainstorm relocation some time ago. There is no one living below. The river has come up. The mountain road you go back to will follow the mountain flood at any time. It's very dangerous. I'll stay here for a night..."

Because of the help of the warm-hearted villager brother Mo, they came here and looked at the simple and spacious cave kiln house in front of them.

"Is it safe here?" Lu Qinan looked at the roaring storm outside and felt a little uneasy.

"This hill is mainly made of granite, which is very strong. Our cave kiln is very strong."

When they heard this, they were a little relieved. Today, when they encounter this bad weather, they will be submerged by mountain torrents.

"Make more fires, take off your clothes and dry them." Brother Mo went into the kitchen and brought out a bunch of firewood.

Lu Qinan and them are not polite. They quickly start to pile up the sticks and take off their sticky clothes. When Qiao bao'er sees these men taking off their clothes, he turns around awkwardly.

"All the pants!" Jun Zhimu, who has been silent, speaks inexplicably.

When Lu Qinan heard his voice, he remembered that Qiao Baoer was here. He was really embarrassed.

He took off his coat and shirt and showed his chest. He was still wearing his trousers. He was sitting in front of the fire with his knees crossed and let the heat of the fire dry his trousers. It was really uncomfortable that he was covered with mud and water.

"There's no signal on the cell phone. I can't get in touch with other people."

While they were busy making a fire, they were discussing things, "Yi Si Chen, they should find a place to shelter from the rain..."

Qiao bao'er hears Yi Si Chen this name, facial expression a little surprised.

Jun Zhimu's eyes had been on her. The surprise on her face came into his eyes. It had a special meaning. She pursed her lips tightly and her face was very complicated.

"Call me aunt mo. I have some clean clothes. Come in and change them with me." After a while, a woman in simple clothes came out of the room, and the other side gave Qiao Baoer a kind smile.

Qiao Baoer nodded straight at her, "thank you."

Qiao bao'er is 1.68 meters tall. She's wearing aunt Mo's dark blue cotton padded jacket, and her long sleeve trousers are much shorter. But now she won't care about these. She thanks and goes out.

But aunt Mo came out with her and looked at the scars on her white wrists and ankles. She was shocked and said, "how can I get these injuries? Ah, after soaking in water, I've got pus and inflammation."

As soon as aunt Mo's words fell, junzhimu almost subconsciously stepped forward.

Qiao bao'er just looked up at him, as if afraid of him, and instinctively stepped back.

Seeing her like this, junzhimu looked complicated for a moment. He turned his head and stared at another place, as if he had never been looking at her before.

"We have some iodophor disinfectant at home. I'll take it out and apply it to you..." aunt Mo ran back to her room to get the disinfectant. When she came out, she applied it to Qiao bao'er.

After Qiao bao'er finished painting, her hands and feet were all iodine purple blue. The disinfectant made her slightly painful, so she frowned slightly, trying not to show much expression.

There is a small round clock hanging in the cave. It's only around 7 p.m., but it's thundering and raining outside, and it's dark.

It's a tough rainy night.

There was no furniture in this cave kiln. The main hall had only a few wooden chairs and a round rice table. After a while, aunt Mo brought out a pot of sweet potato porridge and put it on the table, warmly entertaining them.

"We're not hungry. Eat for yourself."

Lu Qinan knew that the family had not prepared dinner for them. Now they are sheltering from the rain, so they can't eat.

After thinking about it, he looked at Qiao bao'er and said, "by the way, Qiao bao'er, you can eat some. You are pregnant."

When Lu Qinan said this, other people looked at her. Aunt Mo was scooping a bowl for her. Qiao bao'er was looking at the sweet potato porridge in front of her. He was worried. Now he was staring at by so many people, and his face was a little embarrassed.

She doesn't like sweet potato porridge

"Pregnant?"

Aunt Mo got excited and looked at Qiao bao'er with burning eyes. "Ah, how can you have a baby when you are so thin and small? You have to make up for it."

With that, aunt Mo ran into the kitchen again and murmured, "I have two more eggs. I'll cook them for you..."

When Qiao bao'er saw that she was so enthusiastic, she was at a loss. She didn't like eggs and didn't eat any.

Qiao bao'er really hates his bad habit of being picky about food. He raised it in Qiao's family when he was a child, but he couldn't change it later.

She ran into the kitchen with an embarrassed face, "aunt Mo, I can have porridge or steamed bread. Don't bother with those..."

Just as Qiao bao'er entered the kitchen, junzhimu ordered several people to ask brother Mo for a flashlight and some tools. He opened the door and went out.

"Although the rainstorm is heavy, it may slow down tomorrow morning. There's no need to go out now..."

"What's the matter?" When Aunt Mo and Qiao bao'er came out again, they found that several people had gone out.

Brother Mo sighed, "said to go out to get some food back."

"The rain is so heavy, where to get food? Why don't you persuade them? It's very dangerous outside, in case..." aunt Mo reproached her husband.

Mo big brother a face helpless, "where can I persuade move." The man surnamed Jun was a little scared of his momentum.

Qiao Baoer calm face, looking at the direction of the door, the expression becomes a little complex.

"No one can stop what he wants to do. Don't worry about them." She said that she didn't know what to say and asked aunt Mo not to blame brother mo.

Aunt Mo was a little worried. Looking at Qiao bao'er's complexion, she asked curiously, "girl, you should all come from the city. It's said that they are here for you. How can you come to our remote village?"

Come to me?

Qiao bao'er's expression froze for a moment, and retorted in a low voice, "No." How could he come to me.

There was no electricity in the cave. A gas and oil lamp hung high in the middle of the shabby hall. Under the yellow light, their shadows were shaking, and some of them were silent and drinking sweet potato porridge. They were worried and looked at the door from time to time.

It's a heavy rainstorm. How can you run out suddenly

"These young people are not familiar with the mountain road, so I'd better go out to have a look..." brother Mo couldn't help but put on his straw hat and clothes.

Aunt Mo was worried on her face. She grabbed him and whispered, "such a heavy rain, thunder and lightning outside, you don't have a flashlight, a wrong foot fell down the hillside, this, what can I do..."

Qiao bao'er looks at this pair of simple husband and wife, the bottom of his heart to the king's shepherd and hate three.

Rainstorm weather, trouble others, but also let others worry, he thought he was the son of heaven, everyone will accommodate him, really hate him.

"Don't think about it. I'm very familiar with the neighborhood. I'll be fine." Brother Mo patted his wife on the shoulder and pushed the door to go out.

But as soon as the door was opened, junzhimu and they came back.

They were all wet and embarrassed, but they were carrying a big net with more than 20 kilograms of fish in it.

"In this rainstorm, you went to the river to catch fish." Aunt Mo was relieved to see that they came back safely and quickly came forward to help.

"No, we'll do it ourselves." Junzhimu looked up at Aunt Mo and said in a deep voice.

Aunt Mo was stunned by the cold face of her husband. She only felt that the man was really noble and beautiful. No wonder her husband didn't dare to talk to him.

Several big men were banging around in the kitchen. Aunt Mo was really worried, but she had to let them do mischief.

When Qiao bao'er saw aunt Mo's helpless expression, she was angry.

She started to walk towards the kitchen. Did she make a mistake that these people were so busy that they thought their rich children had no respect for others.

"Zhimu, you are so powerful. You can kill fish."

Lu Qinan yelled excitedly in the kitchen, holding a big iron pot in his hand and salivating, "this fried fish is good, get more..."

Qiao Baoer is frozen outside the kitchen. She is very surprised.

Do you know how to cook? People of his background can cook

"Don't pestle Lu Qinan, come and help!" Junzhimu seems to feel something. He suddenly turns back and looks at the kitchen door. Qiao bao'er has gone away.

With a cold face, he replaced the long bamboo chopsticks of fried fish with Lu Qinan's, "make it yourself."

"I'm afraid of those oil splashes, Zhimu. I don't have your major... What are you doing?" Mr. Lu seldom goes into the kitchen. How can he be so skillful.

Junzhimu ignores him, but in the kitchen, after Lu Qinan is crying and howling with hot oil, he finally comes out with a big pot of crispy fried fish.

"You're welcome. This is my fried fish. Come and have a look." Lu qinant was shameless and called others to eat.

Although Qiao bao'er is not satisfied with Lu Qinan, it seems that the fish is delicious and hungry.

"You eat this."

When junzhimu came out, he put a thick porcelain bowl in front of her.

Lu Qinan craned his neck to see what it was. "Eel stewed with black beans?" Aunt Mo is the first to open her mouth, smiling at Qiao bao'er, "your man is really considerate and capable. This is suitable for you to drink. Drink more and make up your body."

Aunt Mo said, "your man" and Qiao bao'er's face sank.

"No She didn't even look at the shepherd, but coldly refused.

She is not blessed with what he cooked!

Junzhimu seemed to have guessed that she was not willing to drink. He stepped forward. His clothes were still wet, and he was suppressing his mood

Listen to what!! Qiao Baoer is very angry.

It's like she's making a fool of herself. She's so unlucky now. It's all his fault!

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment. Lu Qinan looked at Qiao bao'er's unhappy face and explained in a slow voice, "Qiao bao'er, the man who tied you up is not sent by us..."

"Shut up Before he finished speaking, junzhimu yelled.

As soon as his voice fell, other people noticed that her eyes were red, probably because she remembered what had happened to her before.

"Is there something wrong?" Aunt Mo looks at Qiao bao'er strangely.

She shook her head and whispered, "I'm not hungry."

I went into the inner room, as if I didn't want to see some people.

"Zhimu, if you don't tell her clearly, Qiao bao'er will really hate you..." Lu Qinan sighed.

Anyone who meets this kind of thing will hate, but Lu Qinan feels very strange. Junzhimu knows that she is picky about food. This girl is really hard to raise.