The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

Along with the sweet and delicious milk tea, Jiang Ruoli tried another piece of biscuit.

"When did you change your profession to become a Chinese medicine practitioner?"

"Just a quick glance."

Jiang Ruoli muttered quietly: "You remembered it just by looking at it casually. Are you trying to show off how smart you are and how good your memory is?"

Pei Zigui didn't say that, in fact, ever since Jiang Ruoli saw a Chinese doctor, he had learned about the relevant dietary precautions based on her physical condition.

He looked at the woman in his arms. There was biscuit crumbs on the corners of her mouth, but she seemed unaware of it and was still trying hard to find the dried cranberries in the biscuits to eat.

She curled her slender fingers and gently wiped the marks from the corners of her mouth with the tip of her thumb. "Eat two less pieces, or you won't be able to eat lunch later."

Jiang Ruoli bent his knuckles slightly and put down the half biscuit in his hand awkwardly, "Yeah, if I don't eat enough later, grandma will be sad."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the half-remaining biscuit in his hand. His bright eyes turned cunningly, and in an instant, the biscuit was stuffed into the man's mouth.

"It's a pity to waste it. Just destroy it."

Pei Zigui didn't resist much. Instead, he seemed to be used to it and happily finished the half-eaten biscuit by Jiang Ruoli.

Finally, he did not forget to grab the little girl's slender fingers and wipe them with wet wipes.

"Don't force yourself to eat too much later. If you can't eat anymore, just give it to me."

Jiang Ruoli narrowed his eyes, "Do you need to tell me that~"

My husband uses it for all-round use.

Glancing at the time, it was still not time for lunch. Seeing that the little girl was really bored, Pei Zigui took her to walk around the yard.

I didn't notice it when I came here just now, but it turns out that there is a sunroom next to my grandmother's main building, where a lot of vegetables are planted.

Pei Zigui led her inside and explained, "This sunroom was built last year. The temperature is low in winter, and there are only a limited number of things that can be grown in the yard. The old man had nothing to do, so he built this."

I couldn't help but think of the glass greenhouse in Lanting Garden.

Jiang Ruoli puffed his cheeks and sighed softly, "Old people are more practical. They can grow some fruits and vegetables and eat them. They are nothing like us. We can plant a house full of flowers but we can only look at them but not eat them."

"Like it? Go back and have someone build you another one."

Seeing that Pei Zigui was about to do so, Jiang Ruoli quickly waved his hands.

"Don't worry, these seeds won't survive for more than a month in my hands. I'm just talking nonsense! As for me, I still like the house full of roses that my husband planted for me. Just looking at them makes me full."

Pei Zigui chuckled, curled up his index finger and couldn't help but gently scratched the woman's nose. He shook his head with a helpless look on his face, but very indulgent: "You..."

If Jiang Ruoli has any shortcoming, it is that he cannot distinguish between five grains.

"what is this?"

She pointed at a green vegetable, a little confused, and guessed guiltily, "A genetically modified vegetable?"

Is the old lady doing agricultural experiments?

"It's purple lettuce. We ate it at home. Have you forgotten? That was sent by grandma."

"Oh..." She really forgot. Aunt Lan tore the vegetables into small pieces for the salad. How could she remember what each one was called?

Jiang Ruoli stood up and continued to walk forward. She was surprised to find that Pei Zigui could accurately point out the name of each vegetable, even though they grew up in similar environments. She seriously suspected that if she continued to ask questions, this man might be able to tell her their respective habits, scientific names, and planting cycles.

So terrifying.

"You are not reincarnated, are you? Could it be that you were a farmer in your previous life?"

Defeated by Jiang Ruoli's strange train of thought, Pei Zigui patiently replied, "Two years ago, Pei's acquired an agricultural company and learned a little bit about it."

This is more than just a little understanding...

Finally, there was someone she knew! Jiang Ruoli proudly wagged her nonexistent tail at the man: "I know this, Little Tomato."

"Well, Lili is really smart. She even knows Cherry Tomato."

Jiang Ruoli was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"Pei Zigui, you are mocking me!"

"No."

"Yes!" It's not even a veiled sarcasm, it's a blatant sarcasm.

The little girl put her hands on her hips, her delicate and pretty face puffed up, like a little animal with its fur standing on end, as if she was about to pounce at you at the next second.

Funny as hell.

Pei Zigui lowered his head and looked at the little girl, calmly saying, "Okay, I was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"Everything is wrong."

"Then I will punish you."

"You can punish me."

Pei Zigui was about to hug her as he spoke. The little girl stood a little far away from him, which he didn't like.

As a result, just as the man arrived, the next second, Jiang Ruoli raised a finger and wiped the man's face, and the only flaw appeared on his handsome face, a gray mark of mud.

When he came into the woman's sight, her eyes curved like crescents and her shoulders shook with laughter.

Pei Zigui's mouth curled slightly: "So happy?"

“I’m happy!”

After receiving a positive answer, the man chuckled and followed suit by lightly tapping the tip of Jiang Ruoli's delicate pen, teasing her deliberately: "Well, it looks better this way."

Jiang Ruoli couldn't laugh anymore, his mouth was stiff, "Did you make my face dirty?"

There is no mirror here, she guessed it based on Pei Zigui's actions.

She wasn't angry, but she immediately pulled the man's clothes and said coquettishly, "Hurry up and help me clean it up, or someone will see it."

Before she knew it, Aunt Wang happened to appear at the door of the sun room and shouted inside, "Master Zigui, you can bring your mistress over for dinner now!"

Jiang Ruoli cared the most about his image. At this moment, he was convinced that his face was scratched, and he almost buried his face in Pei Zigui's chest to hide.

Out of courtesy, she still said sweetly, "I understand, Aunt Wang."

A low laugh came from the man's chest. Jiang Ruoli put away his smile towards outsiders and his expression changed instantly.

"You're still laughing! Hurry up and help me wipe it clean! Otherwise I'll throw the tomato on your head!"

She was so soft and delicate, not intimidating at all. Looking at that innocent little face, Pei Zigui couldn't help but lick his lips, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He lowered his head, placed his thin lips on the tip of the woman's nose, and gave her a gentle kiss.

"Baby, wipe it clean."

Jiang Ruoli then realized that the man was playing a trick on her.

"shameless."

She turned around and was about to leave, but someone gently pulled her wrist back into his arms.

"It's your turn to wipe it for me."

A handkerchief was stuffed into his hand.

"I won't wipe it." Jiang Ruoli stuffed the handkerchief back into the front pocket of Pei Zigui's suit.

"Not wiping?"

Pei Zigui's voice was full of laughter, and he hugged her closer. Their bodies were almost touching, their faces were so close that they could almost feel each other's warm breath.

He lowered his head, lifted Jiang Ruoli's chin and kissed him, smiling and saying, "Will you wipe it off?"

"No."

Another bite, their lips touched, and they were gently sucked and bitten.

"Do you want to wipe it off?" He seemed to be ready to continue kissing her if Jiang Ruoli didn't agree.

"Wipe it, I can wipe it."

As soon as the words fell, the tip of the tongue entered, greedily slid across the mouth, entwined it, and then reluctantly left. The handkerchief returned to the woman's hand.

"Thank you, ma'am. Don't forget that grandma is waiting anxiously."

"rogue!"

The man's voice was hoarse and sexy, flowing with satisfaction: "Well, I was wrong."

Listening to it, he showed no remorse at all.