Ugly girl only wants to farm

Meng Jiuhe still caught that barely perceptible sound. He quickly stepped forward, his eyes filled with worry: "What happened? Did I accidentally hurt you?"

Xu Chaoyan forced a smile and replied, "Nothing like that, it was just a scratch from these broken bamboos. Don't bother, go wash your hands."

After she finished speaking, she gave her sister-in-law a wink, signaling her to quickly smooth things over and not let anyone see.

Meng Jiuxia, enduring the pain in her shoulder, walked over and said, "Big brother, come on, go help me start a fire and cook. Also, boil a big pot of water later. The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the stench from sweating is unbearable."

Meng Jiu looked at the two of them with some suspicion, and finally let out a soft sigh: "Okay, the rice in the pot is ready, I'll boil water for you in a bit."

Meng Jiuxia stood there stunned for a long time, unable to come to her senses. Her older brother said that the food was ready and they could come and eat.

She looked at Xu Chaoyan: "Did I hear that right?"

Xu Chaoyan, holding the bamboo tubes, gestured for her to come over quickly: "You heard me right, hurry up and lend a hand, this section is about to fall down."

Meng Jiuxia reached out and took it, looking uneasy as she asked for her opinion: "Do you think this is edible? Should we pretend to eat it so as not to embarrass him?"

"Shall we go? Judging from your brother's expression, it shouldn't be that bad. As long as there's food, that's fine."

Meng Jiuhe finally explained under their surprised gazes, "I specifically learned it from the old lady."

After saying this, he seemed a little uncomfortable: "If you find it hard to swallow, you can force yourself to eat a couple of bites. I've had a long day, and I'll study hard."

After exchanging a glance, the two held their bowls and continued eating without saying a word.

Meng Jiuxia's eyes darted around, and he happened to witness this scene. Looking a little guilty, he said, "I'm eating."

Knowing what she was looking at, Meng Jiuhe put down his chopsticks and pointed outside: "The house is intact today and didn't burn down. The old lady was there to guide us the whole time."

After the meal, Meng Jiuxia had already dashed out. She was afraid that her older brother's self-esteem would be hurt by the suspicious look she had just received, so she had avoided it as soon as possible.

Meng Jiuhe helped carry the hot water into the house. He found a bath tub in the storage room, cleaned it out in the past two days, soaked it in water for a while, and then asked the old lady for some herbs to boil and clean the tub before letting her use it.

Seeing how inconvenient it was for her to carry a bucket of water to wash herself, and noticing how tired she looked these past two days, he could only do what he could to help.

A small partition was created at the back of the room where Xu Chaoyan and the others were staying. It was just big enough to fit the bath tub. There were also simple shelves and cabinets inside, which were probably where the previous owner stored clothes. Actually, the partition was just behind that cabinet. The bath tub was placed right at the entrance.

The water in the bathtub was steaming hot, and a clean towel was hanging nearby. Xu Chaoyan tested the water temperature and found it to be just right. She had just seen Meng Jiuhe carrying the tub over, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She told him to do less physical labor and to take better care of his health. Meng Jiuhe glanced at her, his expression turning sour, and his tone revealing a hint of displeasure: "I'm not made of tofu. A few buckets of water are nothing. Besides, am I, a grown man, not even able to lift a bucket of water? Who do you think you are? Do you think I'm a good-for-nothing?"

Xu Chaoyan opened her mouth but couldn't utter a single word, as he had already cut her off: "I, that's not it."

Meng Jiu walked out with a dark face. As he left, the bucket accidentally bumped into the door frame, making a loud noise that hit Xu Chaoyan's heart like a thud. The thud startled her. What was wrong with this man? She was just showing him some concern. Why was he so angry? His face was so sour, like he owed her money.

After the person had walked away, she came to her senses and couldn't help but shudder as she muttered to herself, "My god? This person is terrifying when they get angry."

Never doubt a man's abilities, and never look down on him. Sigh! A man's heart is like the bottom of the sea.

As Xu Chaoyan removed her clothes and soaked in the warm water, she couldn't help but sigh softly, "So comfortable."

Back in the village, we usually used a small wooden tub to bathe. It's been a long time since I've had a proper bath. It's not that the Meng family doesn't have one.

Almost every household in the village has a large waist basin, also known as a large bath tub. However, when slaughtering pigs for the New Year, the pig hair is usually scalded. Xu Chaoyan just couldn't get used to soaking in it. Although the villagers don't slaughter many pigs every few years, she just couldn't get over this hurdle in her mind.

Seeing this small bathtub made her quite happy. The water had a faint herbal scent, which relieved her fatigue from the whole day. She picked up the gourd ladle next to her and poured water onto the tub little by little, enjoying the comfortable feeling brought by the warm water. She then styled her hair into a bun.

There was a knocking sound at the door. She thought it was her sister-in-law coming to bring some ointment. Meng Jiuxia had just whispered that she would bring some ointment for her to apply later.

"Come in, the door isn't latched." The hand that was knocking paused slightly before gently pushing the door open and entering.

"When did you become so polite?" Xu Chaoyan muttered.

When Meng Jiuhe pushed open the door, all he saw was a sea of ​​white, so bright that he didn't know where to look. A patch of red and purple lay across the white, ruining the aesthetic appeal.

Meng Jiuhe's face, which was originally flushed, was suddenly startled by the purplish-red marks. She tightened her grip on the bucket, and her other hand began to turn white.

He looked at the scars and his heart tightened involuntarily. His eyes were also very complicated. He had just been planning to leave, but he couldn't help but look up at the delicate, snow-white skin again. In fact, although they usually slept together, they always kept their distance. Sometimes, Xu Chaoyan would be restless at night and put her hands and feet on him.

These past two days, he had unintentionally stumbled upon her fair and delicate skin, and he even suspected that she was doing it on purpose. They had only been intimate once, on their wedding day, and that time was just like completing a task. Their clothes were perfectly intact, without even a single wrinkle.

He never expected Xu Chaoyan's skin to be so fair. He used to dislike her because of the pitted and uneven skin on her face, and he felt disgusted by the redness. He never imagined that her skin would be so delicate and dazzlingly white.

He steadied himself and slowly moved forward, his hands unconsciously clenching tighter as he added some hot water for her.

While watering the plants, Xu Chaoyan reached for a handkerchief and said, "Wipe my back, I can't reach it."

Meng Jiuhe had originally planned to leave after putting down the bucket, but seeing that slender hand holding a handkerchief and waving it there, he couldn't help but reach out to her.

Xu Chaoyan's hands were originally fair and tender, but after the sudden change in her family, her hands were covered with scars and became much rougher.

He saw that her hands were wet and pink after being soaked in hot water, and he reached out to take them without thinking. When he saw that some of the dried blisters from yesterday had started to turn white after being soaked in water, his expression changed for a moment.

"Why isn't it moving? Hurry up and scrub it; it's probably covered in grime."

Meng Jiuhe braced himself on the edge of the bathtub with one hand and gently rubbed her back with the other, his face already flushed.

Xu Chaoyan seemed to think she wasn't strong enough, so she frowned, put down the gourd ladle in her hand, and pointed to the back of her hand: "It feels a little itchy here, scratch it for me."

Meng Jiu suppressed the restlessness in her heart, her lips pursed slightly as she tried to calm herself down: "Is this the place?"

Xu Chaoyan was suddenly startled by the clear and gentle voice. She turned around in disbelief, her face filled with shock: "What are you doing here?"

When Meng Jiu saw her flushed face and her bright, watery eyes looking at him, Meng Jiu felt a ripple in his heart that lingered for a long time.

Meng Jiuhe tightened his grip on the handkerchief, and said in a seemingly calm tone, "I brought you some hot water, but you wouldn't let me leave and insisted on scrubbing my back."

Xu Chaoyan noticed that his eyes were somewhat flustered and he was looking away, not daring to look at her. His face was also flushed. She wondered to herself whether he was too innocent or just pretending to be serious.

Meng Jiu felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze. He pursed his dry lips, his throat bobbing involuntarily, and then he hurriedly tried to leave.

He grabbed a piece of clothing from the side and tossed it over casually, covering some of the exposed skin on his chest: "Don't soak for too long, you'll catch a cold. I'll go out first, you can wash yourself for a while and I'll pour the water."

Suddenly, a "thump" was heard.