Ugly girl only wants to farm

Xu Chaoyan's old face turned bright red, and her voice weakened. To cover up her embarrassment, she simply covered her head with the blanket and mumbled a few complaints: "Who told you to tease me for no reason? Humph!"

After she finished speaking, she turned her back to him.

After rubbing his hands together to warm them, Meng Jiuhe gently massaged her shoulders with moderate pressure, which felt quite comfortable. Xu Chaoyan kept her back to him and drifted off to sleep.

Hearing the even breathing of the person beside him, Meng Jiuhe stopped what he was doing, gently turned her body and placed her in the crook of his arm, and placed a feather-light kiss on her forehead.

She got up early this morning and was busy until late at night. She really worked hard. I tucked her in and poked her cheek. I was just teasing her a little, but who would have thought I would make her angry.

He was also a little annoyed, blaming himself for being too clumsy with his mouth. He lightly slapped his own lips: "It's all my fault for being so talkative. Why did I have to tease him? It's not easy for her to manage the household on her own, and she also has to support his studies. I was being too reckless."

As the old saying goes, once the winter solstice is over, the New Year is just around the corner. The next day, everyone started working again with great enthusiasm. The craftsmen worked very hard. Because it was winter and the weather was cold, Xu Chaoyan's family had brought back a lot of firewood. If the craftsmen returned early after finishing work in the evening, they would also help chop some firewood in the yard and neatly stack it in a corner of the yard.

Xu Chaoyan felt a little guilty. Those people always had a cheerful look on their faces. "It's okay. We don't have any other skills, but we do have some strength. We'll help your weak and small families. If we don't lend a hand, who will?"

That day, Zhang Yueniang returned from delivering tofu to town and brought a basket of pears to Xu Chaoyan.

“Xu, put these pears away and give them to your husband to make some pear juice to soothe his throat. The weather is getting drier in winter, so it's good to moisturize his lungs. They are working harder and harder on their studies now, and my younger brother has had nosebleeds several times.”

Xu Chaoyan had been too busy to notice these things before, and said with a look of shame, "Thank you for reminding me, sister. It's cold and dry now. I need to remind him to drink more water and give him some pear soup on an IV drip. It will be just right for him to drink some when he comes back tonight."

Xu Chaoyan took the basket, patted the bench next to her to indicate that she should sit down, and said, "By the way, Sister, the Winter Solstice has passed. Should we prepare some cured meat for the New Year?"

Xu Chaoyan originally planned to buy a few pounds of meat from the butcher and marinate some for the New Year. However, she thought about it again and realized that a few pounds of meat would be too little for such a prosperous New Year.

As Zhang Yueniang helped her take out the pears, she explained, "We poor people don't have so many rules. It's good enough if we can have a little meat. Why bother making those cured meats? We'd be better off saving that money to buy a few pounds of flour so we can have dumplings for the New Year."

The kitchen was quite dark during the day, so Xu Chaoyan liked to light a fire in the yard. Sometimes the north wind would howl and hurt her face. Then she would put a clay pot next to the fire and roast a few sweet potatoes to solve a meal.

She quickly brought over the casserole, set up the tripod, filled it with water, and placed it there: "Sister, this is your first New Year back home, so we can't just let it pass by like this. My family is planning to make some cured meat and sausages. Why don't we make them together while the weather is nice? I know that butcher; I often get meat from him, and the prices are quite reasonable. I also want to make some blood tofu to sell."

Her mother came over with her granddaughter at this moment: "I just heard you two talking about pickling meat at the gate of the courtyard. Yue Niang, you and Ya Ya are coming back for the first New Year, so we can't let you down. Take advantage of the good weather and make some with Meng's wife. Then our two families can sit around a big table and have a reunion dinner."

As evening approached, Meng Jiu returned from school, looking rather unwell. Xu Chaoyan took the book bag from his hands and asked with concern, "Husband, did something happen? You don't look well."

When Meng Jiuhe saw his younger sister looking at him, he looked hesitant and then went straight to the kitchen without saying anything.

Meng Jiuxia, being a magnanimous person, saw that there was nothing else to do and went back to her other tasks.

As night fell and the two lay in bed, Meng Jiuhe's complexion still looked rather unwell. Xu Chaoyan sat up abruptly and stared at him, asking, "Husband, what's wrong? Is something troubling you? Tell me, the way you look is quite frightening. Or have you encountered some difficult problem?"

Meng Jiuhe immediately pulled her close, tucked her in, and gently rubbed her head a few times: "It's okay."

Xu Chaoyan sensed some worry in his tone, but still couldn't rest easy and continued to ask, "We are husband and wife, what exactly happened? Tell me quickly, I won't be able to sleep peacefully tonight if you don't tell me."

Meng Jiuhe hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking: "Just today, when I was in the school, I saw my aunt looking around outside and asking people where I was."

Xu Chaoyan then remembered that the Meng family grandmother had stolen her dowry and run away with her daughter. Now that her aunt had suddenly appeared, she must have encountered some intractable problem and come to them again.

Her expression suddenly turned serious: "Did you let her see you?"

Meng Jiuhe gently patted her back: "No, I just saw that the figure looked somewhat like her. I didn't look closely, so I'm not sure if it was my aunt. After what she and my grandmother did, how could she have the nerve to come looking for me? Even if she encountered something terrible, it has nothing to do with me. She's a married daughter."

After saying these words, he looked at Xu Chaoyan with a guilty expression and tightened his grip on her arm: "My wife, it was my fault. My grandmother and aunt did such things back then, and you suffered. Don't worry, I will definitely make it up to you when I have the ability."

Xu Chaoyan wrapped her arms around his waist and gently stroked it through his clothes: "What is money? It's all external. Take it or leave it. It's not a big deal. As long as the family is safe and sound and together, that's all that matters."

Meng Jiuhe thought for a moment before speaking: "I heard that my aunt's side was also severely affected by the last earthquake. I guess something happened to her family, or she couldn't make ends meet, so she came to us for help. But right now, this is all we can do. If we add another person, it will definitely be hard on you. Besides, why should we help them? They were the ones who were ungrateful and unjust in the first place."

Xu Chaoyan originally thought that Meng Jiuhe would help them out of consideration for their blood relationship, at least by giving them some money to help them for a while. However, she didn't expect that he had no intention of paying attention to them at all.

Her hand slowly slipped inside her clothes, her index finger circling around the fabric, seemingly unintentionally.

Meng Jiu grabbed her mischievous little hand through the fabric of her clothes and asked in a hoarse voice in her ear, "Wife, aren't you tired enough today?"

Xu Chaoyan seemed not to have heard him at all. She tilted her head back and gently kissed his Adam's apple, then whispered, "Can you stop spoiling the mood? Stop saying such irrelevant things. Forget about aunts and grandmothers, let's just live our own lives. I'm quite content with my life right now. Life is peaceful and beautiful."

Xu Chaoyan was still rambling on about her plans and dreams when Meng Jiuhe kissed her chattering lips and began to caress her tenderly.

The noise inside the house didn't subside until late at night.

The next day, Xu Chaoyan woke up late again and rubbed her aching back. She regretted that she shouldn't have provoked that person yesterday. He looked refreshed and satiated in the morning and even brought over a basin of hot water.

"My lady, you should get up. Didn't you say you were going to the butcher's to prepare cured meat for the New Year with your sister? It's still early today, I'll bring it back for you in a bit."

Xu Chaoyan smacked her lips a few times, which stung a little, and glared at him fiercely, looking displeased: "Are you and Meng Jiu dogs?"

He nodded: "My wife is like a cat."

Meng Jiu took a warm handkerchief and wiped her face. Seeing that there were only some marks left on her face, he seemed to suddenly remember something: "Wife, I saw that the ointment you used before was quite effective. Why don't you take me to see that doctor again when I'm resting next time? I see that there are only some marks left now."

Xu Chaoyan slapped his hand away and said sarcastically, "What? You're turning your back on me now? You think I'm ugly?"

Meng Jiu looked at her innocently. What was wrong with him? He had done something good but got no reward so early in the morning. Wasn't he just trying to help her? Women all like to have beautiful faces, and he had previously seen her disgusted by the pustules on her face.

He was thinking of her too, wasn't he? Women's hearts are truly unfathomable!

Seeing that she was still sulking there, Meng Jiuhe quickly went over, hugged her and kissed her, then took out a heavy money bag from under the pillow and placed it in her hand.

"Look, this is enough money I've earned for you to buy two bottles of ointment, isn't that great?" He seemed eager to praise me.

Xu Chaoyan weighed the money bag in her hand; it wasn't light. She pinched Meng Jiuhe a few times, deliberately making a fierce face: "Meng Jiuhe, you've really made something of yourself, you even know how to hide money."

Meng Jiu was momentarily stunned; how could this be different from what she had imagined?

"I'll count to three. If you confess, you'll be treated leniently; if you refuse, you'll be punished severely."