The fake daughter married into the mountains and had meat to eat every day during the famine

The bright red candlelight shone on Song Yuntang's face, and it was unclear whether her face was flushed from shame or from the reflection of the light.

She took the wine glass and drank from it with Xu Qingye.

Xu Qingye put the wine glass on the cabinet beside the bed, turned around, picked up Song Yuntang and sat her on his lap, and raised his hand to touch her earlobe and neck.

"Tang'er, are you ready?"

Song Yuntang nodded, raised her arms and put them around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Tonight, I am yours."

The strings in the man's heart were broken at this moment, and he could no longer restrain himself.

……

That night, water was used in the house three times.

Although Song Yuntang is in good health now, it was his first time and he was so exhausted at the end.

Xu Qingye couldn't bear to bother her anymore, so he fetched some water to wash her body clean, then hugged her and fell asleep contentedly.

the next day.

In order not to disturb the young couple's rest, Jiang deliberately got up a little later.

When he came to the kitchen, he saw that all the water in the stove was used up. He smiled so hard that he couldn't stop. He quickly added more water and lit the firewood.

In the room, after Xu Qingye woke up, he looked at the red marks on his wife's neck in his arms and felt a heat in his lower abdomen.

Never tried it before.

Once you have tried this feeling, it will be like being addicted to it, it will be intoxicating and intoxicating.

Song Yuntang was awakened by Xu Qingye, who held his head and spoke in a charming voice.

"Why are you still here?"

She really underestimated this man who had been celibate for more than 24 years. Seeing that he was abstinent on weekdays, she thought he would be able to restrain himself in such matters.

I didn't expect him to have such good physical strength.

The man pursed his lips and smiled, his hoarse voice carrying a bewitching tone.

"I'll be gentler this time."

……

After the two of them had tossed and turned, Song Yuntang was so tired that she let Xu Qingye wipe her body clean, then turned over and took another nap, not waking up until 9 o'clock.

At this time, Xu Qingye had already put on his clothes. He looked at Song Yuntang burying his head in the quilt, muttering to himself.

"It's all your fault. It's almost noon."

The man smiled faintly and walked forward to remove the blanket covering her head.

"Get up and eat something first. Don't starve." Knowing that she was shy, he smiled and said, "It's okay. Wencheng was drunk yesterday and hasn't woken up yet. Xia Ning went to practice martial arts, and Dad and Mom went out to chat. It's just the two of us."

Song Yuntang sat up doubtfully.

"Really?"

In fact, she mainly felt that getting up too late would make her feel embarrassed when meeting people. If she had already gotten up when her in-laws came home, she could still bite the bullet and get through it.

Thinking of this, she quickly put on her shoes and got up.

It seemed that he had exerted himself too much. As soon as he stood up, he felt his legs and feet were sore and weak that he almost fell down.

Xu Qingye reacted quickly and reached out to help her.

"Are you okay?"

Song Yuntang shook his head, "It's okay, I just got up and my legs are a little weak." He then glanced at him, "It's your fault."

Xu Qingye admitted with a faint smile, his tone full of doting.

"Blame me, it's all my fault."

.

When Jiang went out early in the morning, she heated up breakfast in the pot.

After Song Yuntang washed up and had breakfast, Xu Yongwang and the Jiang couple returned home almost at the same time, as if they had agreed.

Looking at Xu Qingye who was washing sheets with his sleeves rolled up by the water tank, the couple looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

Song Yuntang happened to walk out of the house, and when he saw Jiang and Xu Yongwang, an unnatural look flashed across his face.

"Mom and Dad are back."

Xu Yongwang looked at her with a smile.

"Hey, I'm back."

Jiang nudged him with her crutch, signaling him to be more restrained.

"I heated up breakfast in the pot before I left. Has Tang'er eaten yet?"

Song Yuntang smiled and said, "I've already eaten."

Jiang smiled and said, "It's good to eat. After all, there's nothing to do today. You should have a good rest. There are still parents to take care of the family matters."

"it is good."

Song Yuntang took the herbs she needed from under the eaves and turned back into the house.

Not long after Xu Yongwang and his wife returned home, Xu Wencheng came out of the house yawning.

"Mom, I'm hungry. Is breakfast ready?"

Jiang, who was picking vegetables at the entrance of the main hall, said indifferently, "Lunch is almost time. Do you think breakfast is ready?"

Xu Wencheng looked at the sky.

I walked towards the kitchen blankly, "I'll find something to fill my stomach first."

Jiang looked in the direction of her youngest son and said nothing.

After a while, Xu Wencheng came back.

He made a bitter face and said aggrievedly, "Mom, why didn't you leave breakfast for me?"

"How could I not leave some for you?" Jiang nodded towards the main hall, "Look, there's still half a jar of wine in the main hall."

Xu Wencheng knew that his mother must be angry because he got drunk yesterday.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his head and looked at her awkwardly, "Is Mom angry?"

Jiang remained calm.

"No, why would I be mad at a kid like you? It would make me look so petty."

The calmer she looked on the surface, the more frightened Xu Wencheng became in his heart, and he walked up to her and pulled her sleeve.

"Mom, please don't do this. I won't drink like this again."

"That won't do." Jiang glanced in Xu Yongwang's direction. "You have to be like your father. When no one is watching over him, he lives a life of drunkenness and dreams. He's so happy."

Xu Yongwang, who was chopping firewood in the yard, stopped and looked in her direction.

"Just talk about your son, why bring me into this?"

"Who told you and your son both deserve to be punished?"

Jiang finally couldn't bear it anymore, so she stood up, picked up the broom beside her and hit Xu Wencheng on the butt.

"How old are you? You're sixteen and you're so drunk you're completely disoriented. When you're as old as your father, won't you be lawless? With your character, you still want to go to the battlefield? One mistake and your life will be gone. If I don't give you a good beating today, I'll feel guilty when I find you a wife in the future."

If this kid hadn't passed out from drunkenness yesterday, she would have wanted to take action yesterday.

She was worried for the whole afternoon. If Tang'er hadn't checked on him before going to bed last night, she would have been unable to sleep well that night.

He is so ambitious that he wants to go to war. He is just seeking death.

Xu Wencheng ran and begged for mercy.

"Mom, spare my life."

Seeing that Jiang had no intention of stopping, he ran to hide behind Xu Yongwang.

"Dad, please save me."

Xu Yongwang was pushed out by his son and had to step forward to mediate.

"Alright, alright." After being hit twice, he took the broom from Jiang's hand and said, "My son was just too happy yesterday and drank a few more cups. Just calm down. If you get angry later, our whole family will be anxious and upset."

Jiang glanced at him.

"Just get used to him!"

"Why would I spoil him? I'm just worried about your health," Xu Yongwang said. He turned around, winked at Xu Wencheng, and said sternly, "Why don't you kneel down? Kneel until you realize your mistake."

Xu Wencheng knelt down straight without saying a word.

Seeing this, Xu Yongwang turned around and began to comfort Jiang with a chuckle.

"You see, I didn't spoil him."