Lin Wenshu was packing the dishes, but Jiang Lu went away and sat on the stool without saying a word.

Lin Wenshu glanced at her husband and signaled him to go out first.

"What's wrong?"

"I feel uncomfortable in my stomach." Jiang Lunian replied.

"Then why are you still sitting here? Going to the hospital?" Lin Wenshu came over to pick up the child.

Jiang Lu smiled bitterly, "It's not a disease, it's time for menstruation."

"Oh, it turns out that it's really painful." Lin Wenshu didn't believe it before, but now he sees Jiang Lu, he believes it.

"Then you have to lie in bed and rest, why are you running outside?"

"Isn't this a guest at home?" Jiang Lu said.

"Look at my memory, I forgot."

"Overwilled." Jiang Lu muttered.

"You go to bed, I'll take Zhou Tian out."

"It's so cold outside, where are you going?"

“Not good to drink.”

"She asked you to lay a hole or not?"

"I just went to ask my mother, and she said it's good to drink this."

Jiang Lu glanced at him, "Why are you both like to force people to drink?"

"Yes, you are the ones I feed you."

Jiang Lu heard the movement outside and said nothing.

"I'm just overbearing, you're the best to be obedient, otherwise..."

"Mom, you just said you would chew it and give it to Zhou Tian?"

On the road, Jiang Lu walked a little slowly. Zhou Chunhe held one hand on her waist and gently pushed her away.

"I don't have much appetite." Jiang Lu smiled.

The fire came up from the ground.

She finally couldn't hold it in and laughed. The mother and son were really interesting.

Zhou Chunhe still heard it, staring at Jiang Lu with sharp eyes, and didn't say anything.

When Mrs. Zhou heard this, she burned her completely, grabbed the broom and hit her son.

Zhou Chunhe subconsciously vomited, causing his mother's chestnut.

Zhou Chunhe found it, put three large spoons into the bowl, brought it to Jiang Lu, and "drink it."

One by one, the other hid, and the three big geese in the backyard started to scream again. For a moment, the yard of Lao Zhou's family became lively.

Zhou Chunhe touched his wife's weak hand, looked at her slightly pale face, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"So let you be obedient and nothing happened."

"There is no way, inheritance, who told you to marry me?" Zhou Chunhe said tricked.

"Rogue, I'm like this." Jiang Lu covered her head in the quilt.

Zhou Chunhe hid with her socks.

Finally, Mrs. Zhou put her waist on her waist, panting with exhaustion, and pointed at Zhou Chunhe for a long time and couldn't speak.

"I'm willing." Zhou Chunhe said without raising his head.

Zhou Chunhe came out with his son in his arms and saw a pair of socks soaked in the washing basin. It was obvious that the wife had not had time to wash it, so she carried her son to her mother and came out to wash the socks for her wife.

"Why are you here again?" Jiang Lu said in surprise.

"What are you looking for?" Jiang Lu looked at it for a while and asked.

Zhou Chunhe followed his mother into the house. Mrs. Zhou first grabbed a handful of hazelnuts and stuffed them into her son's hand, and then began to complain.

"No, you're all full, so hurry up and go back to have a meal."

"Come and pick you up. We've finished our meal and everyone is gone." Zhou Chunhe said, looking at his wife.

Jiang Lu raised her head and looked, "How dark is it?"

Jiang Lu was really tired, so she lay down obediently and let her fulfill her wish for the time being.

"If you don't drink it well, you will drink it all." Zhou Chunhe's orderly tone was unquestionable.

"Guess what I can do to you? You don't know what you think?" Zhou Chunhe covered her with a quilt.

"It's okay to go to my mother's house. I won't disturb you to sleep anyway."

"Stand, definitely." Zhou Chunhe said unambiguously, "Let's go in and say, you can say it slowly."

"Why do you listen to your wife's everything? Washing socks is the job that a big man should do?" Mrs. Zhou said, the smell of gunpowder.

"It's just a menstrual period and my stomach is uncomfortable." Jiang Lu said while sitting beside the bed.

"I'll drink!" Manager Jiang Lu was in trouble and took the bowl and dries it.

Zhou Chunhe nodded while peeling hazelnuts to show that he was listening.

Jiang Lu took a sip and it was so sweet that it was bitter.

"Doesn't there be any brown sugar at home?"

Jiang Lu looked at her son huddled in the corner, laughing and crying, and reached out to grab the little hand that was grabbing her son.

When he got home, Zhou Chunhe put down his child and went to serve the rice.

"Well, is there any, brown sugar?"

"Mom, don't do it next time." Zhou Chunhe touched his head and said explicitly.

"This is almost the same." Zhou Chunhe wiped his wife's mouth with his fingers, which was natural.

Jiang Lu remembered the quarrel with her mother-in-law in the morning, it was okay to see how Zhou Huang complained to his son.

When Jiang Lu heard this, there was suddenly no movement outside and no sound.

"Then your wife is fighting against me, do you care?" Mrs. Zhou leaned against the door frame and complained.

"I don't want to eat now." Jiang Lu held him.

"Do you think your wife doesn't want to give me a care for her and see me off? Don't you want me to enjoy my old age?" Mrs. Zhou concluded after complaining.

"Sleep a night."

"Mom, take a break and wait until I finish drying my socks."

"Don't worry about him, go to bed quickly." Zhou Chunhe ordered.

"That won't work, I'd rather you be my mother."

"It's in the jar on the table." Jiang Lu pointed.

Without saying a word, Zhou Chunhe reached out and pushed his son to the inside of the bed, then picked up his wife's feet and placed them on the bed, covering him with a quilt.

When I came back, I had a bowl of hot water in my hand and I bent my body to rummage through the boxes and cabinets.

"I, I will have more than I can live for you." Mrs. Zhou said angrily.

The two of them didn't talk for a while, and Zhou Chunhe came in.

"If you put more, it will work more." Zhou Chunhe said.

"It's not what I want to marry on my own initiative." Jiang Lu whispered.

She was not worried that her mother-in-law would say bad things, because she would definitely say it, but it was not certain whether Zhou Chunhe listened or not. She had confidence in this. She didn't believe that he could agree to his son to eat the food her mother-in-law chewed, nor did she?

I believe he can break his son's breasts.

"What did your mother tell you?" Jiang Lu said unexpectedly.

"You haven't eaten yet?" Lin Wenshu's turn was surprised.

Zhou Chunhe glanced at his son again and got up and went out.

"What are you looking for brown sugar?"

It was chilly outside, and Zhou Chunhe wanted to enter the house.

"She didn't let me prick her, if she asked me to prick her, I'll prick her." Zhou Chunhe said calmly.

"Didn't you let you eat slowly? Didn't you drive someone away?"

"Or what else can you do to me?" Jiang Lu asked.

Jiang Lu was a little stunned.

Mrs. Zhou was wondering why her son was so anxious. When she stepped out of the threshold, she saw her son squatting on the ground washing socks, or a pair of women's socks.

"We'll go back first." Zhou Chunhe nodded to Teacher Lin and came over to hug the child.

"Okay, if you say you don't do it, you won't do it, but you have to take care of your wife's prodigal technique."

"What do you think?" Zhou Chunhe spit out the shell from his mouth, "The greenhouse was built by the money she compensated for. The idea was made by her, and the land of the second greenhouse was also obtained by her. She also made clothes.

The price of a set of clothes is enough for me to sell for a week. What do you think I will care about it?"

"I'm good, are you just having a good time?" Mrs. Zhou exclaimed.

Zhou Chunhe looked shy, "It's good that you know."
Chapter completed!