Chapter 89
Kiss on the head
Author: Mu Shenghua
After resting at home for a while in the afternoon, Jiang Miao and Yu Ying began to roll out the dough and make steamed buns.
The sun was not bright, Dabao and Xiaobao were wearing little straw hats and sitting by the rabbit cage feeding the rabbits, while Cheng Huai went to water the vegetable field.
In the past few days, different vegetable seeds have been planted, and some have sprouted and are full of green.
After Dabao and Xiaobao fed the rabbit for a while, they ran to Cheng Huai for bugs, and then ran back and threw them into the chicken house for the chickens to eat. They didn't even know they were tired.
After adjusting the stuffing of the buns and wrapping the buns, Yu Ying asked Jiang Miao to rest while she stayed in the kitchen to light the fire.
Jiang Miao agreed with a smile and went to the vegetable garden to help Cheng Huai water and pull weeds.
If you water frequently now, the weeds will grow quickly, and if they are not watered for a few days, they will grow everywhere.
After Cheng Huai finished watering, he saw the ginger seedlings squatting and pulling weeds, so he walked over and picked them up.
"Don't squat all the time." The man looked a little more serious.
Jiang Miao looked at him with slightly curved eyes, knowing that he was afraid that her feet would go numb.
"Cheng Huai, can I make braised fish for you tonight?" The fish caught in the morning is still in the water, so it's just right to eat at night.
The man lowered his eyes to look at her, his crooked smiling eyes were particularly bright, "Okay, I'll kill the fish after I water them."
Jiang Miao nodded and continued to pull weeds. Then she went to collect the things drying in the yard, took the clothes into the house, folded them and stuffed them into the cupboard.
"Dad, look at the fish." Dabao ran over holding Xiaobao's hand, his eyes full of anticipation.
Yu Ying was afraid that they would play with the water, so she placed the barrel high so they wouldn't see it.
After watering, Cheng Huai carried the two cubs out of the vegetable garden, and then showed them the fish in the barrel.
Dabao and Xiaobao were hunched over and sticking out their buttocks, and their two little heads wanted to get into the bucket to take a look.
Seeing it wasn't enough, I wanted to reach out and poke the fish's mouth.
Yu Ying stood behind them and suddenly said: "Ouch, ouch, bitten my hand, bitten my hand!"
Dabao and Xiaobao were so frightened that they quickly retracted their hands and turned to look at grandma blankly. For a moment, they didn't know whether it was true or not.
"Nai, catch the fish." Dabao dragged Yu Ying's hand and put it into the barrel.
Xiaobao also cooperated and dragged Yu Ying's other hand.
Yu Ying laughed angrily and slapped one of them on the buttocks, "You two are thieves. If you're afraid, just drag me along and catch you."
The two cubs were taught a lesson and settled down. They squatted in front of the barrel, occasionally peeking in, and their little hands were eager to try.
Seeing Jiang Miao coming out of the house, she quickly ran over and hugged her leg, "Mom, are the fish biting the treasure?"
Seeing Yu Ying's smiling face, Jiang Miao knew that the two children had been deceived.
"No bites. Big and small babies can touch them, but they are not allowed to play in the water." She replied in a soft voice and touched their heads.
After hearing the answer, the two children ran to fish.
Seeing Jiang Miao go to the kitchen, Cheng Huai fished out a big fish and killed it. He quickly cleaned it and gave it to Jiang Miao. Then he sat beside it and helped her light the fire.
It gets dark early now, but within a short while, it gets a lot darker outside.
Jiang Miao fried the fish and then stir-fried green vegetables to make soup.
After seeing her finish, Cheng Huai took the dishes to the front, then came back and poured water into the stove to warm.
The steamed buns were already steamed. Jiang Miao took a big bowl to put them in, and took some of each flavor.
"Go and wash your hands, I'll wait for you to come over." Taking the bowl in her hand, Cheng Huai bent down and took out some firewood from the stove.
Jiang Miao nodded, came to his side, stretched out her hand to wipe the ashes from his face, and reminded: "Cheng Huai, the ashes got on your face."
The man lowered his head and looked at her with his dark eyes, "Is there more?"
Jiang Miao had no choice but to help him wipe it clean. She couldn't help but tug at his face and replied with a smile: "No more, it's done."
Being slapped in the face by his wife, Cheng Huai felt inexplicably happy and carried the bowl to the front. Afterwards, he and Jiang Miao washed their hands and ate together.
The braised fish is delicious, charred and crispy on the outside, but tender and flavorful on the inside.
Yu Ying picked out the thorns and gave some to the two children, and also ate a lot himself.
"It's so delicious. We can't find anything like Miao Yatou's craftsmanship in our village."
"I feel like I've gained weight these days." Yu Ying subconsciously pinched her waist, "I seem to have gained weight."
Jiang Miao looked over and saw that Yu Yingren was not fat. She was thin before, but now she has gained some fat and looks better.
She said in a serious tone: "Mom, you can't tell I'm fat, but I look better."
Yu Ying also thinks so. When I go to do laundry recently, people keep saying that she looks good.
"You should also eat more and grow more meat." After saying that, he gave Jiang Miao a large piece of fish.
After eating, Yu Ying took the two children to eat, Jiang Miao went to the back to feed the chickens and rabbits, and Cheng Huai packed up the things he would take to town tomorrow.
After taking a bath in the evening, Yu Ying took her two children to bed.
Cheng Huai accidentally tore a tear in his clothes when he was moving things in the afternoon. After Jiang Miao took a bath, she sat by the bed and sewed clothes for him.
When Cheng Huai came into the room, the clothes were sewn.
Jiang Miao handed the clothes to him, "Cheng Huai, the other small holes have been sewn. Take a look."
The clothes sewn by his wife were naturally of the best quality, but Cheng Huai still held them and looked at them for a while, and then couldn't help but pull them into his arms.
The rough man's body was filled with hot breath. When he hugged someone, his arm muscles were pumping, strong and hard.
Jiang Miao reached out and hooked his neck. As soon as she raised her head, he held her head and kissed her.
The delicate and soft little daughter-in-law made people reluctant to let go. The corners of Cheng Huai's eyes turned slightly red. He bent his right leg to the bedside and rested his head on her neck, breathing heavily.
"Daughter-in-law, you seem to have gained some weight." He held her waist with one hand and lightly squeezed her waist with the other hand.
It was a little itchy, so Jiang Miao grabbed his hand away unhappily, "You and your mother have been telling me to eat more every day. If I haven't gained weight, wouldn't it be in vain?"
"Well, it would be nice to have more flesh." The man's voice was low and pleasant, and he held her body and kissed her again.
Jiang Miao reached out and put her hand against his solid chest, but her fingers uneasily pulled off his shirt, and was soon held by his hand to stop him from pulling away.
She raised her head and looked at him with slight annoyance, and there was no missing piece of flesh even after touching it.
Cheng Huai pursed his lips and touched her lips in a flattering manner, "Daughter-in-law, it's time to go to bed."
Jiang Miao reached out and scratched his waist. She didn't understand why he only kissed him once every time. Wasn't he good at it?
"Go to sleep and call me early tomorrow." As soon as he let go, she rolled into the bed and slept on her side.
"Okay." Cheng Huai blew out the candle, and after lying down, he took her over and put her in his arms to sleep.
Jiang Miao couldn't figure it out in her heart, but she felt the hot breath of the rough man and fell asleep quickly.
Early on the next morning, Yu Ying sorted the buns and put them into baskets. This time, she made almost 300 buns, with varieties of every flavor.
Chapter completed!