The rough man hides his secrets

Author: Mu Shenghua

The rough man hides his secrets

Facing Jiang Miao's blank gaze, Cheng Huai pursed his lower lip and said in a rough and low voice: "My money is all here, count it."

Jiang Miao was startled. Although she guessed that there was money in it, she didn't expect that Cheng Huai would directly count it for her.

Does this mean that she should be in charge of money?

Jiang Miao shook her head, "Cheng Huai, you managed to save all this money."

More than five taels of silver is not a small amount. If you put it in any family's house, you can live a good life for several years. He just showed it to her casually, and he was not afraid of her running away with the money.

Cheng Huai raised his eyes and said, "These are reserved for my wife."

Now that I have a daughter-in-law, I naturally have to give her money to take care of.

Isn't it just for a man to marry a wife so that he can have someone to take care of his money?

"But I..." Jiang Miao subconsciously wanted to reply to him, but suddenly stopped.

Well, she is Cheng Huai's wife.

The temptation of the money was not small, so Jiang Miao no longer hesitated, "Then just leave all your money here with me first, and when you need it, just come to me directly."

Jiang Miao opened the gray cloth bag, poured out all the silver inside, mixed it with the money she had just counted, and counted it again.

Five taels, six taels...

It adds up to sixty-eight dollars.

Jiang Miao couldn't help but be speechless. The rough man was hiding his secrets.

Seeing Cheng Huai go to the cabinet to get the medicine, Jiang Miao moved to the bed and sat down, raising her head slightly, waiting for him to come over and apply the medicine for herself.

The wound on her forehead was almost healed. Cheng Huai applied ointment with his fingers and gently applied it on her wound.

There were thin calluses on the man's fingers, and when he touched his skin, he felt itchy. Jiang Miao couldn't help but move her head.

"Don't move." He held her head with his other hand.

Jiang Miao's eyelashes fluttered and her voice softened: "Cheng Huai, it's a little itchy."

The man paused with his fingers, and his eyes fell on her bright eyes and red lips. He quickly applied the medicine, released his hand and straightened up, "It will itch when it's good."

Jiang Miao also knew that this was the case, so she restrained her hand from scratching and nodded, "Thank you, Cheng Huai."

She always liked to say thank you, and Cheng Huai was almost used to it. He didn't hesitate, but went to put the medicine in and came back to get ready for bed.

After taking a shower just now, he touched the straw mat and quilt, and as expected they were both wet.

Seeing him turn around and take off his clothes, Jiang Miao quickly made room and kicked the quilt she was going to cover at night to her feet so that he could stretch his legs more.

After blowing out the candle, Cheng Huai lay down. This time, his whole body was almost lying on the bed, but he still didn't dare to move.

Jiang Miao took a nap in the afternoon and was not too sleepy now. Looking at the darkness in front of her, she thought for a while and asked, "Cheng Huai, how much do you need to pay Master Zhang to come to our house to make a bed tomorrow?"

"Just give me twenty coins."

The village is full of favors. If it's not a big deal, a little money and two meals will be enough. Next time something happens to his family, they will go and help.

Jiang Miao thought for a while and gradually became sleepy. She turned sideways and accidentally touched the man's hard chest with her hand.

Cheng Huai froze and moved quickly to the bed, looking as if he was afraid of being teased.

Jiang Miao reluctantly took back her hand and couldn't help but speak: "Cheng Huai, I won't do anything to you, don't worry."

"Mom, let me cook for lunch today."

Yu Ying responded with a smile: "Okay, Mom also wants to eat the cold dish you made yesterday, it's delicious!"
Chapter completed!