The happy little days of the Ye family

After the spring plowing, Tang Xiaojing lost a lot of weight and became darker. Ye Qingqing felt very distressed and cooked all kinds of delicious food every day.

Over the past month or so, Dahuang and Xiaohuang have become accustomed to the presence of several hens at home, and now they rarely go under the chicken pen to scare them.

The dry hens at home eat well and lay eggs diligently. Ye Qingqing can pick up almost four eggs every day.

Seeing that the sun had already set halfway up the mountain, Ye Qingqing went to the chicken coop to pick up today's eggs.

As usual, there were four small eggs lying in the chicken coop. Ye Qingqing picked up the eggs one by one and put them into the small basket.

Ye Qingqing noticed that among the four eggs, one was very large and very long.

Ye Qingqing was in a very good mood, holding a particularly long egg, with a bright smile on his face.

"I'm really lucky today, I actually got a double yolk egg."

Seeing that Tang Xiaojing had lost a lot of weight these days, Ye Qingqing grabbed the fattest hen from the chicken pen.

The plump hen that was still eating chicken food was suddenly caught by Ye Qingqing. It was so frightened that it struggled desperately, and its screams were heard even by the Ye family next door.

Ye Qingqing held the hen's feet and was about to tie up the hen's legs with a few straws when the hen in his hand flew out of Ye Qingqing's arms.

Seeing that the hen was about to run away, Tang Xiaojing suddenly appeared and held the hen down. He took some straw from the woodshed and tied the hen's legs and wings.

Tang Xiaojing held the hen, lowered his head and said to Ye Qingqing: "Next time you want to catch the chicken, call me over. This hen is fierce, don't get pecked."

Ye Qingqing's eyebrows were crooked and he had a very pretty smile, "I'm not papery. I was holding an egg in my hand just now. I was afraid of dropping the egg, so the hen ran away."

Although Ye Qingqing can't do heavy work, she is still capable of housework. She has kept the Tang family in good order since she was married.

The one he caught just now was the largest hen in the chicken pen. Ye Qingqing planned to divide the chicken into two halves, using one half to make chicken soup and the other half to make chicken stew with dried mushrooms.

Tang Xiaojing went to the kitchen and boiled half a pot of hot water, intending to use it to scald the chicken feathers.

The leeks transplanted from the Ye family are now growing very well. Ye Qingqing cut a handful of leeks and brought them back. There were eggs at home, and they happened to be scrambled with leeks at night.

Because he had to kill the chicken, he wasted a lot of time. By the time Ye Qingqing made dinner, it was already dark.

Originally, Ye Qingqing planned to bring a bowl of chicken to her parents' family, but now that it was completely dark and the Ye family had probably finished their meal, Ye Qingqing did not take it.

You couldn't do embroidery in the evening, and there was basically nothing to do after dinner, so Ye Qingqing had to go wash up early.

After the spring plowing, the weather started to get hotter. People in the village had already put on summer clothes, and Ye Qingqing's pajamas were also changed into lightweight styles.

After washing up, Ye Qingqing wiped her half-dried hair and pushed the door in.

At this time, Tang Xiaojing, who had already washed up, was sitting lazily on the bed, staring at the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Seeing Ye Qingqing's watery lotus-like appearance, Tang Xiaojing lost his composure and came to Ye Qingqing in a blink of an eye.

Tang Xiaojing was tall and completely blocked the candlelight in the room, and Ye Qingqing felt a sense of oppression.

Tang Xiaojing said nothing and kept looking at her with fiery eyes. After a while, he walked around behind Ye Qingqing and began to help her wipe her hair.

Ye Qingqing couldn't help laughing when she thought of the way Tang Xiaojing wiped her hair for the first time.

At that time, Tang Xiaojing was so clumsy that he tore off several strands of her hair without wiping it a few times, but now he has gradually become more proficient in his technique.

The person behind her gently helped her wipe her waterfall-like long hair, very gently, for fear of hurting her.

The bath beans Ye Qingqing used had the scent of osmanthus. Ye Qingqing, who had just taken a bath, had the scent of osmanthus on her body and hair.

Ye Qingqing's hair was long and plentiful. Tang Xiaojing was a little anxious, and the movement of wiping his hair speeded up unknowingly.

Before his patience ran out, Tang Xiaojing finally helped Ye Qingqing dry his hair, and then picked up Ye Qingqing in the air.

Ye Qingqing felt a light touch on her body and closed her eyes in fear. Her slender hands tightly hugged Tang Xiaojing's neck.

Tang Xiaojing placed Ye Qingqing on the soft quilt, leaned over and kissed her little girl gently.

"The candle, the candle hasn't been extinguished yet." Ye Qingqing's face turned red as she tugged on Tang Xiaojing's sleeve and whispered.

Tang Xiaojing raised his eyebrows, with a slightly fierce look in his eyes, lowered his head and whispered in Ye Qingqing's ear: "But I don't want to extinguish the candle."

"No, no..." Ye Qingqing's face turned red, and her voice was suddenly blocked.

The next morning, Ye Qingqing couldn't get up no matter how much the big rooster from the Ye family next door crowed.

Tang Xiaojing woke up refreshed and did not get up in a hurry. Instead, he turned sideways and looked at Ye Qingqing, who was sleeping soundly beside him.

Ye Qingqing suddenly saw in her dream that a tiger had been staring at her eagerly, as if it was about to pounce on her and eat her at any time.

Ye Qingqing was so frightened that she quickly opened her eyes and found that Tang Xiaojing beside her was looking at her with his head tilted.

"Why don't you get up? Watch what I'm doing." Ye Qingqing, who had just woken up, had a soft voice with a bit of hoarseness.

Tang Xiaojing pushed aside the broken hair on Ye Qingqing's face, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes full of smiles.

"The lady is beautiful, I want to see her more."

Ye Qingqing was so amused by Tang Xiaojing that she blushed and buried her face in the pillow, not daring to look at Tang Xiaojing.

Tang Xiaojing was afraid that the little girl would become angry, so he had to suppress the smile on his face and said softly: "You must be exhausted. You can sleep for a while, and I will go out and make breakfast first."

Ye Qingqing's face was still buried under the pillow, and the tips of her exposed ears were crimson.

Ye Qingqing didn't say anything and didn't want to pay attention to this person. He just wanted him to get out quickly.

Tang Xiaojing stood up with a chuckle, put on the new clothes Ye Qingqing made for him, opened the door with a smile and went out to wash up.

Before closing the door, Tang Xiaojing said in a good mood: "You can sleep a little longer."

Then close the door gently.