The reborn husband returns

Jiang Huaisheng had a lot of things to think about, but his hands were very disciplined. After helping Mo Ying wipe off his sweat, he asked thoughtfully, "Are you thirsty? Your face is flushed after being exposed to the sun for so long."

"It's all because of your anger." Mo Ying puffed his cheeks, his anger had long since dissipated, but the blushing on his face was shameful, and he was more willing to let Jiang Huaisheng know that he was shy Mistakenly thought he was angry.

Jiang Huaisheng couldn't see that he was angry at all, but after thinking about it for a while, he knew that Mo Ying was shy again, he pretended to think for a while, "It's all my fault for always making you angry, fine me for skipping lunch at noon. "

"You!" Mo Ying kicked his shoes, saw that Jiang Huaisheng was busy again with his head down, hurriedly followed, and whispered, "I'm not particularly angry, you can still eat a little."

"Then eat a little." Jiang Huaisheng was calm on the face, and he was already smiling in his heart. He turned his back and rubbed his face. He still had to work harder.

Even if he finished molesting Mo Ying, it's fine if Mo Ying chased and beat him, as long as he didn't run away, he would make progress.

Jiang Huaisheng quietly set a small goal for himself, and started to tidy up the house with full energy.

"Are you going to throw away all these things?" Mo Ying watched him put things in the boxes, one box after another was carried out, and he could only hold hands behind him. Seeing that Jiang Huaisheng put them away casually, he asked said a word.

"No, I plan to burn it." These are the things of the original owner's parents, and he plans to bring them to the grave for a few days and burn them, which can be regarded as a settlement.

As for the original owner's things, he didn't plan to deal with them for the time being, so he could only pile them up first, and then set up a tomb for the original owner after he finished teaching those people.

Mo Ying didn't know that he came here through time travel, and he was a little worried about Jiang Huaisheng's situation. He didn't know how to comfort others, so he could only act like a little follower.

Wherever Jiang Huaisheng went, he also followed.

After Jiang Huaisheng put away his things, he saw an extra handkerchief in front of him in a blink of an eye. He looked at Mo Ying in surprise, and after seeing the unconcealable worry on that face, he walked over cheekily.

"You can wipe my sweat for me too."

Not to mention wiping sweat, Mo Ying just wanted to throw the veil on his face, but she couldn't do it for a long time.

While he spurned himself, he stretched out his hand to wipe Jiang Huaisheng's sweat.

The movements were not gentle, and a little rusty, but Mo Ying's eyes were full of concern.

With a thought, Jiang Huaisheng moved forward and hugged Mo Ying. He lowered his head and rubbed against Mo Ying's neck like a fool, "Yingbao, you are so kind."

Mo Ying pushed his hand to stop, struggled for a while, and let it go, now it's not even past noon, hugging He Cheng is decent, he can't let Jiang Huaisheng push his feet.

Little did he know that his not pushing away was the greatest connivance to Jiang Huaisheng, Jiang Huaisheng was like a cat stealing fish, with a sly smile flashing across his face, he reluctantly let go of Mo Ying's waist.

"It's time to cook."

"Go, go." Mo Ying followed Jiang Huaisheng's strength and pushed him away as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Jiang Huaisheng nodded, and after pushing away two steps, he found the right angle, kissed Mo Ying on the face, and then jumped away and walked to the kitchen, "This is when I'm fully motivated."

The kiss was firm, and Mo Ying didn't realize it for a long time. He was still standing in the main room, and he could hear Jiang Huai's moving firewood in the kitchen.

Mo Ying clenched his hands into fists and tried to calm down. Thinking that Jiang Huaisheng would go to town in the afternoon, he chose to compromise, "I'll talk to him later in the evening."

Jiang Huaisheng didn't know what to expect at night, he steamed the miscellaneous grains, added two more eggs, and even wanted to kill the hen in the yard to make soup for Mo Ying.

He felt that he and Mo Ying had made qualitative progress starting today, and at this rate, maybe he would be able to sleep in bed tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow he would be able to turn red at night wrapped in fur and quilt.

The two had their own thoughts and had a very peaceful meal.

Jiang Huaisheng tentatively held the food for Mo Ying, and couldn't help laughing when he found that he ate it obediently.

Mo Ying was hesitant to say it in advance, seeing Jiang Huaisheng so happy, he didn't have the heart to say it, so he gave Jiang Huaisheng a piece of rabbit meat in return.

Left and right pampered him for a day.

It was a day, but the real time to stay was not long.

When the sun was not so harsh in the afternoon, Jiang Huaisheng took a straw hat and went out with a basket on his back.

He detoured a few alleys in the town before finally going to the pharmacy.

The wild Ganoderma lucidum was extremely precious, and the two plants he took out were sold for ten taels of silver, and even the herbs picked in the morning were sold for several hundred taels of silver.

The Ganoderma lucidum was considered a windfall, and it was impossible for him to go to the village chief to buy the land recently, so Jiang Huaisheng began to wander around the town.

Today he stayed at home for a whole day only to realize that Mo Ying should be very boring at home.

Thinking about it carefully, there is nothing at home that can entertain Mo Ying, but I don't know how Mo Ying lived in the past.

After Jiang Huaisheng thought about it, he still walked into the bookstore. He always kept books at a respectful distance, and he would not read them if he could, but someone like Mo Ying who went to school should like to read books.

Mo Ying was really bored at home. He sprinkled a lot of grain and grass on the two chickens he was raising, so he had nothing to do.

He lay down on the table and counted the bricks on the ground for a while, then lost interest. The curiosity about Jiang's family two days ago has disappeared by now.

He propped his head up and looked at the darkening sky outside, and suddenly remembered that he could learn how to steam steamed buns first.

There is still half a bag of fine noodles at home, which is something that can't be taken out. Jiang Huaisheng just uses it to make soup, and most of the time he eats porridge.

Mo Ying repeated several times in her heart that the noodles were brought back by herself, and then scooped out a small bowl from it.

Add water, then knead, then what?

Jiang Huaisheng picked out a serious book, but he didn't understand the name, only seeing that the people who went in and out liked to take this book, so he bought two miscellaneous notes and stuffed them into his back basket.

Thinking of how happy Mo Ying might be when he saw the book brought to him, he couldn't help but smile.

Jiang Huai's growth is not bad, nor is it outstanding, but his facial features are correct, and his head is placed there, looking very secure, and when he thinks of his husband at home, the smile on his face is even more dazzling.

He still watched the movement of kneading dough in the shop from a distance, barely comprehended something, and decided to ask Yuan Abo for advice tomorrow.

Before leaving, I still bought some vegetables before rushing home full of excitement.

Unexpectedly, not only did he prepare a big surprise for Mo Ying, but Mo Ying also gave him a surprise.