Ugly girl only wants to farm

Xu Chaoyan paused for a moment as she put the food into the casserole, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you already tired? You've only been here a short while. How about we wait a little longer?"

At this moment, Meng Jiuhe's face was ashen, so dark it could be wrung out. Even after he had said all that, his wife still didn't say anything about packing up and going home, but instead handed him some vegetables, indicating that he should take them to Qin Zhenzhen.

Xu Chaoyan thought to herself, "Nonsense! We finally have a big customer today, how could I let him leave so easily? Look at that girl's clothes and appearance, she must come from a wealthy family."

She can attract a lot of attention as soon as she sits down at her stall; she's a veritable money tree.

How could she easily let her husband leave? Who says that making money with one's looks is despicable these days? As the saying goes, food is essential for life. If you don't eat, you'll get hungry. What's the point of having backbone if you don't have money?

Seeing that Meng Jiu's expression was not good, she knew that she needed to comfort him. She quickly went over, took his hand, and carefully glanced at his face. Then she smiled. She knew that her husband was just like this. She would be able to coax him a little and he would give in.

"Husband, let me rub your hands. They're all red from the cold. There's no need to rush to read now. Just stand here and keep me company for a while. Look, there are quite a few students out looking for food and wandering around outside the county school. You can take the opportunity to get to know them or find out about the enrollment process."

Seeing that Meng Jiuhe was still unmoved, Xu Chaoyan gently shook him twice, then lightly scratched his palm, her voice becoming softer: "Husband, please give in to her this time. Besides, it's my sister's first time setting up a stall, and she hasn't sold many sweet potatoes. You can't let her go back empty-handed. She finally mustered up the courage to come with me, so don't discourage her. We'll have to cheer her on later."

Meng Jiu glanced at the sweet potatoes roasting by Zhang Yueniang's stove. Indeed, she was rather shy and didn't like to talk much, unlike his wife, who was a shrewd businesswoman and had struggled to raise her voice to hawk her wares several times.

The Zhang family had helped them a lot, but after Zhang Yueniang returned with her daughter, life became even more difficult for the Zhang family.

His expression softened slightly. He realized he had acted too impulsively. If the woman wanted to eat, let her eat; it wouldn't really bother him. It was just that her gaze was too blatant and made him a little uncomfortable. He could only endure it a little longer. Seeing his wife's eager expression, he could only nod in agreement.

Xu Chaoyan knew that her husband was easy to talk to. As the saying goes, a woman who knows how to be charming has the best life. As long as she acted charming and cute in front of Meng Jiuhe, he would still agree to her requests.

If she had known that this person wasn't as aloof and unapproachable as the rumors suggested, she could have at least flirted with him a bit and he wouldn't have treated her coldly. Just thinking about it made Xu Chaoyan shudder. She was terrified by her appearance when she first transmigrated, so she just wanted to flirt a bit and hopefully not scare Meng Jiuhe so much that he would throw up.

People who can tolerate her disgust and live under the same roof are considered to have good upbringing.

Zhang Yueniang also looked nervously at Xu Chaoyan, seeing that she had kept the person behind again.

She gently tugged at Xu Chaoyan's sleeve: "Little sister, come here, I want to say a few words to you."

Xu Chaoyan handed the spoon in her hand to Meng Jiuhe and said softly, "Husband, please keep an eye on the heat for me. Once the water boils, just simmer it slowly over low heat."

Xu Chaoyan glanced around and saw that no one was looking in their direction. Qin Zhenzhen was talking to the maid. She tiptoed and quickly kissed Meng Jiuhe on the corner of his mouth.

Meng Jiuhe was also caught off guard by the kiss. He never expected his wife to be so bold as to do such a thing to him in broad daylight.

He was already thin-skinned, and suddenly his face turned bright red to the roots of his ears. He almost dropped the bamboo clips in his hand, and his voice was tinged with panic: "Mother, my wife, we're outside. Don't be silly next time."

Xu Chaoyan smiled at him and teased him deliberately, "So you mean I can mess around this time, but not next time?"

While Meng Jiuhe was still blushing, she grabbed his neck and planted a heavy kiss on his lips before running towards Zhang Yueniang.

Meng Jiuhe's face was already flushed red to the roots of her ears, but now she felt her whole face was burning hot, hotter than a heater in winter.

He unconsciously reached out and pressed his hand to his lips, gently caressing them; his wife's kiss seemed to have a sweet taste.

A slight smile appeared on his lips as Xiaochun picked out a few snacks and handed them to him: "Miss, these are your favorite snacks. Please try them."

She happened to catch a glimpse of Meng Jiu and someone laughing heartily. She asked with a puzzled look, "Miss, why is that scholar laughing so happily? Has he already fallen for your beauty?"

"Is that true? He really is smiling at me. Do I look good in this rouge? Do the hairpins match me? It's all your fault. If you had known, you would have woken me up earlier and helped me get ready properly. I wouldn't be in such a panic now."

Xiao Chun couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly. "Do you think you can get up just because I call you? I've been scolded countless times for getting up in the morning." Finally, she said somewhat uncertainly, "Miss, she was definitely smiling this way."

Zhang Yueniang pulled Xu Chaoyan aside and said earnestly, "Sister, you must keep a close eye on your husband. Look at the way that woman looks at your husband, it's like she wants to devour him whole. I know your husband is handsome and you trust him, but people's hearts are unpredictable. I'm just giving you a friendly reminder because I've been through this before. You must not let your guard down."

Xu Chaoyan knew she meant well, but didn't know how to explain it to her, so she could only nod and say, "Sister, I understand what you mean. I will keep a close eye on such a handsome husband of his. How could he possibly let someone else have him?"

Meng Jiuhe kept staring at the food in the casserole, smiling brightly like a gentle spring breeze.

Qin Zhenzhen carefully nibbled on a pastry, afraid that her eating manners would be too unrefined and scare Meng Jiu and her. She couldn't help but ask Xiao Chun, "Is that scholar still watching? Is he still laughing?"

Xiaochun looked up and said, "Miss, he is indeed still smiling, but he is not looking this way."

Qin Zhenzhen finally slumped onto the stool, her shoulders drooping, and threw away the half-eaten pastry in her hand: "I'm so tired, you made me pretend to be a lady for so long."

She ate a piece of cake that she usually disliked the most, and immediately complained, "Quickly, bring me a pot of tea to cleanse my palate. This cloyingly sweet taste is really nauseating!"

Xiaochun looked troubled: "Miss, there is no tea here."

Qin Zhenzhen resignedly accepted the bowl of soup Xiaochun handed her. She was initially a little disgusted, but then she smelled the rich aroma and saw a red date floating on top.

Her brows relaxed considerably. The woman had told her that the soup had beauty and skin-nourishing effects, so she sipped it slowly. To be fair, the woman was quite ugly, but the soup was indeed well-made.

Seeing that she had taken the bowl and drunk the soup, Xu Chaoyan walked over with small steps: "Miss, this soup tastes pretty good, doesn't it? I didn't expect you to drink a bowl of this on a cold winter day, and it would warm you up and nourish your complexion. In the long run, not only will you stay young forever, but your skin will also become smooth and delicate."

Qin Zhenzhen gestured to Xiaochun with her eyes and quickly took out a piece of silver with a look of bestowal: "Since your soup is so good, keep the change and I'll give it to you."

Seeing his wife's beaming face upon seeing the silver, Meng Jiuhe shook his head helplessly. He figured it was fine as long as she was happy.

After they packed up and went back, Meng Jiuxia had already prepared lunch and was waiting for them to come back and eat.

"Brother, why is sister-in-law so late? I've warmed up lunch several times already."

Seeing that she hadn't worn the coat she'd given her last time, Xu Chaoyan deliberately put on a stern face: "Why didn't you wear the coat I gave you last time? The weather is so cold, be careful not to catch a cold. You also need to keep your back warm, otherwise it will hurt later."

"Sister-in-law, I understand."

A few days later, Meng Jiuxia was also able to go out and set up a stall with her. Zhang Yueniang was still too embarrassed to call out her wares, so Meng Jiuxia stood aside and called out for her.

Xu Chaoyan's business gradually improved, especially after she started going out with her husband.

“Sister, the Little New Year is just a few days away, so we won’t be coming out. We also need to prepare to send off the Kitchen God and buy some things for that time. There are many things I don’t understand, so I would appreciate your guidance.”

After saying this, she looked ashamed. In the past, it was all Meng's mother who did these things, but this year she had to rely on herself.

Zhang Yueniang: "Okay, it's just a small matter."