Ninety lucky little sweet wife

On the path in the mountain village, under the warm sun, Qin Huai was riding a bicycle, the memories in his mind were like a movie replay, every frame was the scene of Zhu Yan nesting in his arms last night.

Thinking that that woman would be his rightful wife in the future, he was in a particularly happy mood, and he couldn't help humming a song: "Let's row our oars, and the boat pushes away the waves..."

When he reached the door, he got out of the car and looked at the scene in front of the house.

I couldn't take my eyes off it anymore.

Zhu Yan was wearing Mrs. Qin's calico short jacket, holding a straw rope in her hand, standing at the other end of Mrs. Qin, pulling it back with all her strength.

Helpless, his body was too thin, and he was dragged to him by Mrs. Qin within two strokes.

Not discouraged, she wrapped the straw rope around her body twice, and then continued to pull back with all her strength.

Not long after, drops of sweat dripped from the corners of her smooth forehead.

Looking up, he saw Qin Huai who was in a daze beside the haystack in front of the door, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched, "Ah Huai, you are back. A Niang said that this grass rope needs to be pulled hard to be strong, come and help me quickly." help me."

Hearing Zhu Yan's call, Qin Huai couldn't care less about the bicycle in his hand, threw it on the haystack, and rushed to his wife's side in two steps at a time.

The beginning of the rope was wrapped around Zhu Yan's waist, before she could untie it, Qin Huai wrapped around her waist from behind and pulled the straw rope, and the two of them pulled back together.

Seeing that the grass rope was almost stretched, Mrs. Qin pretended not to exert any strength, but the rope in her hand suddenly loosened.

Zhu Yan and Qin Huai at the other end were bumped into their arms by the sudden inertia, and Qin Huai took advantage of the situation to pull Zhu Yan into his arms.

The old lady Qin pursed her lips and smiled, pretending she didn't see anything, turned around and walked to the haystack, and brought another bale of hay over.

Zhu Yan's face blushed suddenly, she broke away from Qin Huai's arms, stepped forward to take the hay from Old Madam Qin's hand, and said with a smile, "Mother, teach me how to twist a straw rope, I want to learn it too."

Qin Huai was still reminiscing the touch of the beauty in his arms, but the beauty ran away without thinking.

Scratching the back of his head in embarrassment, he went to lift the bike up and put the kickstands in place.

Then, got into the kitchen.

When I come out again.

Qin Huai was holding two bowls of egg tea.

He first brought a bowl to Mrs. Qin, and the other bowl to Zhu Yan.

"Today, the straw rope was sold for fifty cents more than last time. After I bought the noodles, I bought four more eggs, and I kept two warm in the pot. I will wait for the two children to come back in the afternoon and make them up."

In the 21st century when everything is available, this fishy and tasteless egg tea is the last thing Zhu Yan likes to eat.

But at this moment, she looked at the white egg in the bowl.

Mixed flavors in my heart.

This man, in order to save her, even took out Mrs. Qin's coffin.

But he, because of an egg worth a few cents, honored his mother and took care of her and the child.

Only I didn't think of myself.

Zhu Yan peeled off the egg yolk from the bowl, put it in a spoon, passed it to Qin Huai's mouth, and said, "Ah Huai, I don't like egg yolk, so help me eat it."

Although he didn't get along with Zhu Yan for a long time, Qin Huai had already seen that his new daughter-in-law was kind-hearted just like him.

From saying it was cold last night and asking him to help her warm the quilt, to now, I left him the egg yolk that I "don't like" to eat.

But it's all because I feel sorry for him and find an excuse.

Qin Huai was a little hesitant, Ayan's body was too weak, he wasn't sure when he would get it next time before he could buy her another egg tonic.

While thinking, her mouth was pried open by the spoon in Zhu Yan's hand, and a soft yellow egg yolk just slipped into her lips.

Really delicious.

This is the best egg yolk he has ever eaten in his life.

The old lady Qin watched the young couple interacting sweetly, and turned her eyes to the sky deeply.

Her old man lived there. I don't know if he saw it, and if he would be the same as her, he was very relieved.

After clearing away the bowls and spoons, Qin Huai took a stool from the kitchen and sat down beside Zhu Yan.

The thin handful of hay in Zhu Yan's hand had been held in her hand for a long time, but she couldn't untwist a single circle. She braided a braid there, which made the Qin family, old and young, laugh until tears came out. .

Taking the hay from Zhu Yan, Qin Huai skillfully divided the hay into two equal parts, folded his hands, and the hay was entangled together and twisted into a rope.

The next step is to add grass in batches, and then cycle the previous actions.

A handful of hay, like a dancing child, writhed wantonly in the palm of the man.

After a while, a bundle of straw ropes was completed.

Zhu Yan was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, with hay in her hand, she came over to look at Qin Huai's for a while, and ran to the old lady Qin's side for a while.

Obviously it was the same movement as theirs, but he couldn't twist it into shape no matter what.

Qin Huai gave a spoiled smile, touched the dry grass in Zhu Yan's hand, and put his warm palm on the somewhat cold back of her hand, following the movement of the dry grass, the two fingers overlapped.

Perhaps it was because she had never had close physical contact with a man before, but at the moment her fingers were held by the man, Zhu Yan reflexively remembered last night.

His warm chest, his warm breath, and his chaotic heartbeat.

Zhu Yan's heart was beating wildly.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. After being single for more than 20 years, she felt her heart beat for the first time in her life.

Or to a man who has only been together for less than a day.

Simply incredible.

"You are the new daughter-in-law of my family, Ah Huai. You are such a sharp-tongued vixen, who tricked my mother-in-law and brother-in-law into a circle. See if I don't beat you to death, and show your fox body."

At some point, a middle-aged woman was hiding behind the haystack in front of the door.

It seems that I have been eavesdropping on their conversation for a while.

When he rushed to Zhu Yan's side, he was still holding a big broom in his hand.

The old lady Qin saw who was coming, and immediately got up from the stool, stepped forward and grabbed the middle-aged woman, "Ah Fang, those are your younger siblings, you can't beat them, you can't beat them!"

The middle-aged woman was Qin Zhengfang, the eldest daughter of Mrs. Qin. Seeing Mrs. Qin still helping Zhu Yan, she became even more furious.

Regardless of whether he was still holding a broom in his hand, he pointed at the broom stick and pushed on Mrs. Qin.

The old lady Qin was in pain, and she let go of Qin Zhengfang with her hands without force, and took two steps back with her whole body, and finally sat down on the ground.

Fortunately, the freshly sifted hay was scattered all over the ground, so Mrs. Qin was not injured.

"Qin Zhengfang, why are you so crazy, you tossed my father away, and now you are tormenting my mother again, do you have any conscience?"

Seeing this, Qin Huai didn't care about Zhu Yan who was protecting her behind, rushed to the old lady Qin, helped her up, and yelled at Qin Zhengfang angrily.

Qin Zhengfang is on the verge of fire, how can he listen to persuasion.

Seeing Zhu Yan who was alone, hit her heart.

The broom in his hand patted her body impartially.