Rebirth at 70: I am the rough man’s treasure

"Why are you thanking me?" Yang Xiaotian felt uncomfortable with his direct gaze, lowered her head and asked curiously.

Wu Shengqian walked up to her in two steps, held her shoulders with his big hands, and said in a rough voice: "I...I..."

He wanted to say, thank you for making me feel like home.

But for such a big and thick man, he couldn't say such delicate words, and it was stuck in his throat like a broken bellows.

"What?" Yang Xiaotian asked curiously.

Wu Shengqian put down his hand, scratched his hair, and said in a low voice: "Nothing, I just see you doing all the work at home, and I feel tired thinking about you."

"That's it!" Yang Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief and said a little proudly, "What's this little bit of work? Don't look down on people, I'm very agile with my hands and feet."

She puffed out her little breasts and her eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky.

Wu Shengqian swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling extremely obviously.

When Yang Xiaotian saw him like that, she immediately snorted and turned around to continue cooking.

Wu Shengqian smiled sullenly, didn't say much, and walked around his brand-new house.

It turns out that the work my little daughter-in-law does is much more than what appears on the surface.

His dirty clothes were washed and hung on the wire rope; the tattered quilt with exposed cotton was patched up, and the stitching was fine and dense, better than his mother's workmanship during her lifetime; the dishes with missing corners were gone and replaced with A set of two bowls and two plates, with plain colors, clean and beautiful.

Wu Shengqian also felt enlightened. He walked close to Yang Xiaotian and proactively said, "What are we doing? Let me help you."

"I see there are dried mushrooms at home. If you don't eat them, you'll get worms. I soaked them and made mushroom stuffed dumplings. Can you eat them?"

Yang Xiaotian quickly wrapped the dumplings with her dexterous hands and answered casually.

Wu Shengqian didn't choose, and immediately said: "I will eat anything, don't treat me like a boss, just give me a bowl of medicine."

Yang Xiaotian rolled her eyes at him, blaming him for making nonsense again.

Wu Shengqian smiled and started to help her roll out the dough.

"Hey! Your hands haven't been washed yet." Yang Xiaotian shouted.

Wu Shengqian said: "I washed it when I left the sheep farm. It's not dirty."

As he spoke, he stretched out a pair of big palms like cattail fans, palms facing up, to inspect Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian didn't look at it, but said directly: "After walking such a long way, the road is windy, sandy, and dirty. Wash it off quickly."

"Women are trouble." Wu Shengqian smacked his lips and complained, but he was obedient and went to the basin to wash himself.

The two of them worked much faster, and the pot of dumplings was cooked quickly.

Wu Shengqian grew up in the Northeast and was used to the food here. When he first tasted Yang Xiaotian's cooking, he thought it was delicious and fresh.

He has a big appetite, but this time he loved to eat. He took one dumpling at a time and ate half of the bowl in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that he loved to eat, Yang Xiaotian felt that her busy schedule was not in vain, and felt very satisfied.

While eating, she whispered: "I didn't spend any money on those two bowls and two plates. I exchanged them for pork head meat and the neighbor's house next to me. The neighbor's lady was quite nice, and she stuffed me with a piece of plaid cloth. I I'm planning to make bed sheets that are too small, so I can use them as tablecloths. Do you think it's possible?"

After Wu Shengqian heard this, he suddenly stopped chewing and looked at her thoughtfully.

"What's wrong? You don't like it?" Yang Xiaotian also put down her chopsticks and asked a little uneasily.

Unexpectedly, Wu Shengqian stood up directly, took out a shabby purse from the small cabinet at the end of the kang, opened it, and found a stack of colorful money bills inside.

He took out the money and gave it to Yang Xiaotian, "If you don't mention the money, I forgot that you don't have any pocket money. In the past, I had enough food for the whole family, and I didn't save any wealth. It was just this. Have some money. Just take it and buy whatever you want, don't be reluctant to part with it. In the future, when I make more money, I will give it all to you, and you can take care of our family's accounts."

The denomination of the notes is not large, but the thick stack is very heavy in the hand.

Yang Xiaotian used to live a hard life in her parents' family. She had never seen so much money since she was a child.

Her eyes were a little bright, but she still pushed back the wad of money, "No, this can't be done. We haven't stamped the seal yet, so how can I get your money?"

"Oh, are you rushing to get evidence? We can go tomorrow." Wu Shengqian deliberately teased her.

Her face turned red as expected, she lowered her head and muttered: "Who is in a hurry!"

Wu Shengqian laughed heartily, took her hand, forced the money over, and said harshly: "Take it as long as it's given to you. Whether it's stamped or not is the government's business. Anyway, in my heart, the first time I saw you, you She is my wife."

"Bandits..." Yang Xiaotian complained secretly, but she still felt sweet in her heart. She asked in a low voice, "If you give me all the money, aren't you afraid that I will spend it randomly?"

"What do you mean by spending money indiscriminately? My daughter-in-law, Wu Da Scar, deserves her share of everything she buys!" Wu Shengqian said loudly.

Yang Xiaotian couldn't help being amused by him, and then said seriously: "Don't worry, I won't spend it frivolously. I know it's not easy for you to make money, so I will plan it carefully and use the money to live a good life. "

Wu Shengqian looked at her big, bright and watery eyes, and felt extremely warm in his heart.

When I saw my little daughter-in-law for the first time, I just thought she was beautiful. I also thought that a delicate flower is difficult to maintain. She must be a delicate master who loves spending money and is afraid of working.

Unexpectedly, she was not at all. Instead, she was diligent and virtuous, and was better than all the women in Yangkoupo.

Wu Shengqian wanted to hug her, but he was afraid that she would not be happy, so he suppressed his desire.

After dinner, Wu Shengqian rushed to clear away the dishes.

Seeing that he didn't even wipe the water stains, Yang Xiaotian had no choice but to start over again.

Wu Shengqian scratched his hair and promised naively: "Next time, next time I will wash it thoroughly, and then wipe it dry."

Yang Xiaotian wasn't used to talking to him too much, so when there was nothing to do, the two of them became comfortable.

After being stiff for a while, she said: "Well, it's getting late, why don't you go to bed."

"Go to bed? Where?"

"It's the sheepfold. Weren't you in the sheepfold last night?"

This was someone else's home, but she had to drive them to sleep in the sheepfold. Yang Xiaotian felt a little guilty, so she kept her voice low.

Wu Shengqian smacked his lips, stared at her delicate face without concealment, and said roughly: "The wind is so strong tonight, you still want me to go to the sheepfold? No, I will sleep in the house."

With that said, he was about to lie down on the kang and pull Yang Xiaotian over.

He was very strong, and with a casual tug, Yang Xiaotian crashed into his arms.

The side of her face was forced against his thick chest, and her strong heartbeat vibrated in her ears, making Yang Xiaotian feel panicky.

"No, no, please let me go!" Being hugged by a man like this for the first time, Yang Xiaotian was ashamed and scared, and there was a cry in her voice.

Wu Shengqian was startled and quickly let go of her.

Looking at her red eyes, he felt distressed and a little disappointed.

This little wife still can't accept herself.

After a while, he sighed, picked up an old quilt, got up and walked out resignedly.