The Peasant Wife Has a Space

Jiang Ping felt that his head was about to be knocked out of a bag, and Tong Jiangcheng muttered, "Brother, why did you do it to me again? Okay, why do you keep beating me?"

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes, "You stinky brat, how old is your mind?"

Jiang Ping rubbed his aching forehead and pouted, "Brother, I'm an adult, why am I so simple?

Brother, you are so old, shouldn't you still be very simple? "

After Jiang Ping finished speaking, he struggled for a while, and asked which ones worryingly, "Brother, don't hit me, I still need to ask you for your own good, do you know what the bridal chamber is?

If you don't know, I'll tell you, or else you don't know how to operate the bridal chamber, then grandpa still doesn't know when he will be able to hug his great-grandson. "

Jiang Ping felt that others might not be like this, but his brother had this possibility.

After all, I am a nerd. I have never been in love before, and I don't usually have the opportunity to get in touch with this knowledge. If I don't understand anything, how can I marry a candle?

Hearing Jiang Ping's words, Jiang Cheng's whole face sank immediately, staring at Jiang Ping as if looking at an idiot, "Jiang Ping, are you courting death? Do you think your brother is a fool?"

"Brother, why don't I care about you? Why are you so cruel to me and scold me! Treat your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs!" Jiang Ping complained silently.

Hmph, if it wasn't for his little sister-in-law, he wouldn't be too lazy to tell his brother this.

"Okay, shut up for me, who cares about you." Jiang Cheng said so, but he actually listened to Jiang Fang's advice.

I have to take a good rest now, maintain some physical strength, and have to "work" at night.

As the so-called spring night is worth a thousand dollars, Jiang Cheng can't wait for the sky to get dark soon, and he can't wait.

God knows how long he's been looking forward to this day.

Every time I kissed my little daughter-in-law before, my body seemed to be on fire, but I never dared to go further.

Not touching the little daughter-in-law is entirely out of respect for the little daughter-in-law. After all, the two are not married yet, so touching the little daughter-in-law is irresponsible to her.

Now that the two are married, they can do it justifiably.

For a man in his twenties and thirties, Jiang Cheng's age is when his hormones are strong, so how could he not have any needs.

"Jiangcheng, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Hurry up and eat something to cushion your stomach, I've left you some meat slice soup!" Ma Yumei said, and brought a bowl of meat slice soup from the kitchen.

Different from serving it to others, Jiang Cheng's bowl of sliced ​​meat soup is full of meat.

Jiang Cheng has been entertaining guests all the time, and he really didn't eat anything, so he's a little hungry now.

Seeing the sliced ​​meat soup that Ma Yumei brought over, Jiang Cheng didn't show any kindness to Ma Yumei. He took over and thanked Ma Yumei, "Thank you Aunt Mei."

"Haha, why are you being polite to me, kid? Hurry up and eat, you're exhausted today! But the wedding is only one day's business, and you'll be fine when you're tired."

Ma Yumei smiled at Jiang Chengdao. As a visitor, she could see clearly.

There are many things to do on this day of marriage, not only physically tired, but also mentally tired.

It's fine if it's over, it's only once in a lifetime, it's okay to be tired at all.

Jiang Cheng secretly thought to himself that it was not necessarily the only day that he was tired. In the future, if he was "diligent" at night, wouldn't he be tired every day?