So when Zhao Jiner put forward such a ridiculous idea, he had no intention of obstructing him at all. Perhaps this ridiculous act could really make the marriage between the two!

"Ashu, what are you thinking? You're so tragic."

Zhao Jiner couldn't stay idle for a moment. Someone in the kitchen was busy, so she hugged the straw and fed the donkey brother, and was chopping firewood again.

Qin Muxiu came to his senses and took the axe from her hand, "I didn't think of anything, go and take a break, I'll chop it."

Zhao Jiner shook her head, "No, no, you go and rest. Your body has been sick for so many years, and you have to slowly pull it over. You can't do such heavy work all at once. Besides, your hands are used to hold the pen, and it will not look good if you get calluses."

Qin Muxiu was both funny and angry, and he grabbed the axe without saying anything, "I am a big man, I want such a beautiful handmade thing. But your little girl's family needs to take good care of it. Next time I go out to the streets, buy two boxes of clam oil to apply on my hands."

Zhao Jiner had no choice but to move a small stool and sit aside, support her chin with her hands, tilted her little head, and watched her man swing the axe.

Why is Asu of her family so beautiful?

He was tall and had no hunchback after being sick for so long. He had a very tall figure. He was well-raised and stronger, and his body was even more beautiful.

He did little work in the farmer who chopped firewood and planted rice rice, and was obviously unfamiliar, but he was smart and could get started quickly in everything. It would take no time to do it, and it would be better than those farmers who worked for a long time.

Ah, she is so lucky to marry such a husband!

The whole family was busy. When it was getting dark, Old Mrs. Qin stretched out her head from the kitchen and shouted, "It's time to have supper!"

I killed a chicken in the afternoon and made a pot of chicken. I also pasted cakes at the side of the pot, and the aroma floated out of the yard.

Zhao Jiner took a sip of water and entered the room with Qin Muxiu. When she saw the big table, she even made a table full of dishes in addition to the ground-pot chicken.

He couldn't help but wonder, "What festival will be celebrated today?" Then he muttered, "No, there is more than a month before Dragon Boat Festival."

Even Old Mrs. Qin was full of suspicion, "If you want to ask your aunt, I don't know what day it is today. She has been busy with so many dishes in one afternoon."

Wang Fengying was humming a small song and stir-frying the last vegetable, and she looked very excited.

Qin Zhenzhu also came back. As soon as she came in, she drooled, and took up a chicken leg with her bare hands and was about to chew on it.

Unexpectedly, Wang Fengying knocked her hand off, "Are there any rules for girls?"

Qin Zhenzhu felt very aggrieved. In the past, whenever she had to kill chickens at home, one of the two chicken legs was Miaomiao and the other one was hers. She was used to eating them, so why didn’t she ask her to eat them now?

Qin Muxiu was also shocked. The aunt loved this youngest daughter the most and rarely treated her so fiercely to Pearl.

So he pulled Zhao Jin'er aside, without saying a word, preparing to watch the show.

"Mom, if you don't call me, you won't call me. Why are you hitting me?" Qin Zhenzhu was so angry that her cheeks bulged.

Seeing that the beautiful girl was like this, Wang Fengying was a little reluctant and explained, "Chicken legs are the most alive piece of meat on the chicken. It is best to nourish the body, but you are a strong person, don't need to supplement it."

Qin Zhenzhu was startled and quickly pinched her waist, "Ah! Have I gained weight recently?"

Wang Fengying picked up a chicken shirt again, "It's not fat or fat, chicken shirts are also live meat, you can eat chicken shirts."

Qin Zhenzhu was afraid of being fat, and was really greedy. After a while of fighting thoughts, she took the chicken's arms and started to chew. While chewing, she murmured and asked, "Who are you given to chicken legs?"

"Give it to your eldest sister-in-law and second sister-in-law!"

Qin Muxiu frowned slightly, but Zhang Shishi hadn't left yet?

It seems that she is not willing to go out of the way if she is toasting, and she is not willing to get out of here if she doesn't give her some color.

Qin Zhenzhu asked quickly, "My sister-in-law is pregnant, she has nothing to say about eating chicken legs. Why do you eat the second sister-in-law? What about my third sister-in-law?"
Chapter completed!