The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

He pondered over it in his mind, not understanding why things had turned out like this: Didn't he just go away obediently as she said? Why was she still so angry?

When he encountered this situation before, he was worried about being rejected, so he took the initiative - hugged the other person...

That experience is still fresh in his memory.

It was the first time he kissed a woman, and the touch and emotional impact were unforgettable for him.

Thinking of this, his heart beat faster.

He was planning to do this later when he got in...

Just as I was immersed in my fantasy, I was suddenly awakened.

"Third brother, please testify for me. I didn't bully my third sister-in-law. I even helped her teach Huo Xiaoyu a lesson! Tell mother quickly!"

Song Yuyu anxiously pulled his arm and shook it continuously, her voice full of grievance.

"I don't know."

Song Wenqin pulled away his hand and walked a few steps towards the shed.

He was worried that the people inside might collapse from exhaustion.

Every time I think of those actions that might hurt me, I can't help but knock on the door: "Jinhe, how are you?"

There was concern and uneasiness in his tone.

After learning the truth, Aunt Song was also very concerned about Jinhe's condition, so she immediately walked forward and gently knocked on the door.

"Jinhe, open the door quickly and let mom see you."

Jiang Jinhe in the shed was busy adding beans into the bags.

Although she had heard what Song Yuyu and Aunt Song said, the things she was busy with were very urgent and she had no time to stop and explain.

There was only one bag of beans left, and the knock on the door made her feel a little upset.

"Mom, I'm fine!"

Jiang Jinhe responded loudly, trying to comfort the family outside.

Suddenly, a clever idea flashed through her mind.

To dispel their concerns, Jiang Jinhe shouted outside, "Mom, I'm in the process of making dried tofu right now. This secret recipe can't be seen by outsiders. Please step back a little!"

After hearing her daughter's explanation, out of understanding and respect for Jiang Jinhe's work, Aunt Song immediately pulled Song Yuyu beside her and took several steps back.

However, these words made Song Wenqin, who was standing silently aside, feel suspicious.

"Secret recipe?"

He muttered to himself, feeling as if his young wife had done something bad to him behind his back again!

This thought became even stronger, especially when he noticed that Jiang Jinhe's waist had become thinner recently.

Just as he was about to rush into the shed to find out what was going on, he was stopped by Aunt Song, who was worried that the situation would escalate.

She was afraid that doing so would make Jiang Jinhe angry and make things more complicated.

Just like that, in just a few minutes, Jiang Jinhe had cleaned up all the beans.

Looking at the mountain of soybeans in front of her, she smiled with satisfaction.

Except for Song Wenqin and the always confused Song Yuyu, no one knew how many beans there were originally in the house.

Because Song Yuyu is a person who only knows how to eat and doesn't know how to plan her life; as for Song Wenqin, he will choose to protect his wife no matter what, and will definitely help cover it up even if he finds something unusual.

That way, when others look at it tomorrow morning, they will naturally think that there were so many beans from the beginning.

When it is time to make dried tofu, Jiang Jinhe plans to gradually add some newly bought soybeans to keep the amount of soybeans at home sufficient.

Just as she pushed open the door with a smile and was about to speak, Song Wenqin rushed into the room impatiently.

"Jinhe, are you really okay?"

He asked, looking around as if looking for something suspicious.

In order to prevent the other party from asking more questions or attracting Aunt Song and others again, Jiang Jinhe hurriedly reached out and turned his face.

"What are you looking for, looking around? People would think you were here to catch someone red-handed!"

As expected, this sentence successfully touched a sensitive nerve, causing Song Wenqin's face to change instantly, with a hint of threat in his eyes.

"Jin He always likes to talk nonsense recently."

He complained unhappily.

"No way, it's obviously..."

Before Jiang Jinhe could finish her words, he suddenly pulled her into his arms.

Her toes suddenly touched the ground, and she lost her balance. She screamed in fright.

"what!"

Song Yuyu, who was outside, heard the scream and thought that something dangerous had happened to her third sister-in-law. She felt nervous and immediately wanted to rush in to help.

Fortunately, at this time, Aunt Song mysteriously grabbed her, which prevented Song Yuyu from seeing Jiang Jinhe's shy and embarrassed look at the moment.

Jiang Jinhe's waist was particularly slender after she lost weight. Song Wenqin could easily hug her with one hand and support her body with the other hand effortlessly.

Looking at Jiang Jinhe, who was like a kitten in his arms, Song Wenqin could no longer bear it and lowered his head to kiss her.

God knows how much he longs to kiss this little mouth that makes his heart beat faster.

"Wen Qin... well... don't be here..."

Facing Song Wenqin's active offensive, Jiang Jinhe protested softly, with a hint of shyness and helplessness in her voice.

But he took his time and continued kissing her, whispering in her ear, "I want to be right here."

His tone was full of arrogance and willfulness, as if he was declaring his ownership.

When Jiang Jinhe felt his earlobe being bitten gently, he felt a tingling and subtle pain.

"Jinhe~, I really can't help but want to kiss you."

Ever since they had their first kiss that day, Song Wenqin seemed like a different person.

He is usually taciturn and rarely says a word all day long; but once they are alone, his words will flow out like a spring, especially those words that make people's cheeks hot, which he blurts out without any scruples, as if he doesn't think about it at all.

The two of them stayed intimate in that simple but warm shed for a long time, until Jiang Jinhe felt difficulty breathing and insisted that the other party stop being intimate.

"If you continue like this, don't even think about sleeping in the house at night."

This small threat indeed made Song Wenqin stop his actions temporarily, but his bright eyes were still staring eagerly at the woman in front of him, as if ready to take action again at any time.

"Jinhe, can you tell me what we just did here?"

Song Wenqin asked with a hint of mischief.

Jiang Jinhe immediately understood that he was referring to the things that happened after the door was closed, but she did not intend to answer the question truthfully.

"Just now?"

She gave him a sly smile and kissed him gently on the lips, "Isn't that what we did just now?"

Her fingers were as soft and fragrant as tender tofu, and the touch made Song Wenqin's heart move.

Of course, he was reluctant to let go of this rare beauty, so he put one of her fingers into his mouth and took a bite.