Ugly girl only wants to farm

After everyone had left at night, Zhang Yueniang stayed behind to clean up the mess.

The two tables of people ate and drank, making a ruckus for most of the night, leaving a mess on the ground, but everyone felt warm inside and respected Xu Chaoyan, the boss, even more. What boss would cook for someone they hire, and even cook a pot of hot dumplings and warm a few pots of wine on the winter solstice? Everyone knew the value of that.

Zhang Yueniang was hunched over washing the dishes. She had been busy all day and now felt so tired that her back ached and she could hardly straighten up. She straightened up a little, rubbed her sore back, and muttered to herself.

"It's true that people get old and useless; even this little bit of work makes them so tired they can't straighten their backs."

Xu Chaoyan put down the broom in her hand, walked over and took the loofah from her hand, and said gently, "Sister, it's quite cold outside. Yaya has already taken a nap. You should go back and check on her. Don't let the child get cold. Leave the rest to me and my sister-in-law. There's not much else to do. But I must thank you for your help today."

Looking at the large pot of bowls, Zhang Yueniang said firmly, "Sister Xu, let me wash these bowls for you before I leave. You've had a long day, and this won't take long."

Xu Chaoyan called out to Meng Jiuxia, who was not far away, "Little sister-in-law, quickly bring a lantern and escort my sister back. It's terribly cold today, so be careful on the road."

Zhang Yueniang couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she went back with Meng Jiuxia first. Before leaving, she didn't forget to tell him: "You must be tired today. Boil some hot water and soak your feet to relieve your fatigue. By the way, don't worry about me. That bastard hasn't come recently. He's probably tied up with something. He won't be able to cause any trouble for a while. So don't worry about me."

Xu Chaoyan nodded: "Okay, sister, I understand. You should go back and check on your daughter."

Before leaving, he slipped a small basket of dumplings into my hand: "I made a lot today, save some for tomorrow."

Meng Jiuhe came out of the kitchen at this moment and saw Xu Chaoyan holding a loofah sponge in her hand. He took it from her and said, "Wife, I'll wash the rest of the dishes. I've already boiled the water in the pot. You can take a bath and soak your feet in hot water to relax. You've worked hard today."

Xu Chaoyan didn't waste any words with him. If he wanted to take it, let him take it. The two of them worked together to clean up all the remaining bowls and chopsticks and put them in a large winnowing basket to dry.

It was quite cold today, as I had been busy since I got up this morning until now. Fortunately, a big bonfire was lit in the yard, and everyone was in high spirits. She didn't want to spoil their fun, and seeing that everyone was enjoying their meal made her happy too.

When she went back to the house to find a change of clothes, Meng Jiuhe urged her, "I've already brought you hot water. Go and soak in it quickly, but don't soak for too long, just stop when you're done."

As Xu Chaoyan's entire body was immersed in the bathtub, a comfortable feeling naturally arose. The hot water penetrated every inch of her skin, making her hum a few times. Indeed, taking a hot bath in winter is the most comfortable. Fortunately, this man was also considerate. He not only adjusted the water temperature for her but also prepared all the towels and other items for her. He even thoughtfully lit a charcoal fire not far away and placed it by the door.

As Xu Chaoyan soaked in the water, she began to feel sleepy. The steam rose in front of her eyes, and her eyelids started to droop. Just as her body was about to slowly sink, someone gently scooped her up.

Meng Jiuhe looked shaken: "Wife, how did you fall asleep in the bathtub? Get up and wipe yourself down quickly."

Xu Chaoyan shook her sleepy head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I made you worry. The hot water was so comfortable that I got sleepy for a moment."

Meng Jiuhe took a cloth from the side and was about to wipe the water droplets off her body.

Xu Chaoyan crossed her arms, her face flushed slightly, and said shyly, "Husband, I'll do this myself. Please wait a moment, I'll be done soon."

After saying that, she quickly turned her back to him, wiped the water droplets off her body with a cloth, and felt that her hair was also a bit greasy. She was still hesitating between washing it or not.

Meng Jiuhe picked her up and carried her back into the house: "Don't wash your hair in the middle of the night. We can do it during the day tomorrow. It's quite cold, so go lie down in bed first. I've put a few hot water bottles in the blankets so you can warm your feet later. Get some rest early tonight and don't get up too early tomorrow."

"Now that the weather is getting colder, you shouldn't go out and wander the streets. Just stay at home, chat with your little sister around the fire, or do some needlework to pass the time. You can sew me a book bag or some socks."

After saying that, Meng Jiuhe suddenly muttered under his breath with a dissatisfied look: "My classmates all wear clothes made by their wives, and those who are not married have handkerchiefs or something sewn by their fiancées. The clothes I wear are made by my younger sister."

Hearing his sarcastic words, Xu Chaoyan muttered to herself: You want me to stay at home by the fire and do needlework? I'd rather go out and walk the streets. Would you dare wear the clothes I make? Even if you dare, I wouldn't let you go out and embarrass me.

Meng Jiuxia had mocked her a few times for her poor needlework skills, and now that this man was looking at her with such expectant eyes, she felt a little guilty and quickly turned her face away, offering a few perfunctory words.

"Okay, I understand. I'll try it for you when I have time."

She didn't want to lose face in front of this man.

As the two lay in bed, a wave of warmth swept over them from under the covers. Sure enough, this person was still very thoughtful. His attitude towards him had changed quite a bit since last year. He used to think that he was a cold person, but as time went by and he got to know him better, he realized that he was just tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

In fact, he was very meticulous. If she could live a peaceful and ordinary life like this, she would be quite content.

"Why are your hands still so cold? Put them on my waist and I'll warm them up for you."

Meng Jiu tucked her in, leaving only her round head sticking out.

Xu Chaoyan was a little uncomfortable for a while. She struggled several times and complained, "Why are you covering me up so tightly? I can't even move my hands."

Meng Jiuhe reached out and lightly tapped her nose twice, teasingly saying, "It's already cold in winter, and the wind keeps blowing in through the window, doesn't it? What if you catch a cold if you don't cover yourself up properly? Tell me, what are you doing that you can't move around freely?"

When Xu Chaoyan met his teasing gaze, she couldn't help but feel guilty. She hadn't planned to do anything. She was so tired today, how could she have any other thoughts? Even if she stood next to a handsome 180cm tall guy, she wouldn't have any interest.

Meng Jiu reached out and pulled her close, letting her rest her head on his arm. He lowered his head slightly, gently sniffed her neck, and whispered, "You smell so good."

Xu Chaoyan quickly moved away a bit, keeping some distance from him, looking wary: "Um, husband, you see I'm tired after a long day, why don't we rest early? You have to get up early tomorrow."

Meng Jiuhe was in the prime of her life, and ever since she had taken the first bite of the tongue, she had become uncontrollable, often making her beg for mercy in bed.

She simply couldn't believe that the aloof and cold scholar was a completely different person in bed, even whispering sweet nothings in her ear when he was aroused.

Seeing that she had distanced herself from him, Meng Jiuhe moved closer to her with a half-smile on his face, lingering on her neck. Xu Chaoyan couldn't stand the ticklish feeling.

His warm breath sprayed on her neck, making her skin burn and her cheeks flush. Her voice weakened, her grip loosened, and she began to speak sweet words.

"My husband, look how hard I've worked all day. How about we..."

Before she could finish speaking, her body shuddered involuntarily. Meng Jiuhe began to move his hand along her neck, eventually whispering a few words in her ear.

Suddenly a teasing voice came over, with a hint of huskiness and depth: "What are you thinking? I'm planning to give you a shoulder massage to relieve your fatigue. If you don't want to, that's fine too."