The legitimate daughter in trouble became a mute wife of a peasant family

Mo Qinghe knew that his wife couldn't wait any longer, so he quickly expressed his stance.

It's a pity that he had been struggling for so long before, and his legs and feet were a little weak. He held the barrel with one hand for support and unbuttoned his clothes with the other. It took him a long time to unbutton his shirt.

Su Nanxi really couldn't wait any longer, the water was getting cold!

Regardless of whether Mo Qinghe wanted to or not, she stepped forward and finished peeling off his pants, then lifted him up in a horizontal hug and slowly put him into the bathtub, all her movements smooth and smooth.

Mo Qinghe could only accept it. He closed his eyes and the tips of his ears were slightly red. All he could think about was the scene where his wife was peeling off his pants just now. His wife's head brushed against his, his...

Su Nanxi didn't notice anything was wrong, thinking that his legs were hurting, so he closed his eyes and endured it. As for his red ears and face, it would be like this even if he took a hot bath.

She is not shy, but she is more concerned about the discomfort that may occur to him during the medicinal bath. If something goes wrong, she must find a solution immediately. Her attention is here, and her shyness is thrown aside.

She had always known that her cheap husband was a handsome boy with a good-looking face and an attractive body. However, his handsomeness was compromised by his inconvenient legs and feet.

If his legs and feet were sharp, tsk tsk, I might even want to knock him down!

Oh my goodness! Where did you want to go! It’s crooked!

Mo Qinghe opened his eyes at some point and looked at her faintly. Seeing her obsessed face, he suddenly felt relieved and no longer awkward.

When his wife carried him out, he took the initiative to hug her. When she wiped him, he held his head high and was proud and relaxed to let her wipe her body.

His wife loves him very much. She likes his body very much. She wipes him dry and puts on new clothes for him.

Su Nanxi was so tired that he had no time to think about it.

After finishing the work, I gave him a massage to make him feel better.

You can't catch cold in the medicinal bath, so I didn't get any ice cubes. The room was quite stuffy.

Su Nanxi couldn't sleep due to the heat, so she got up. She rummaged through the box and found a suspender nightgown that just fell over her thighs.

She thought, since it was dark and cold at night, no one saw it, so it shouldn't matter.

She was almost dying of heat and didn't want to wear long clothes and trousers. The fabric was thick and rough, and the sweat made her whole body uncomfortable.

It's such a hot day, isn't it going to be a drought?

I muttered something in my mind and quickly changed into my nightgown.

Ouch! Don’t tell me, it’s really cool!

She returned to the bed in the dark, still worried, afraid that Mo Qinghe would know that she was wearing such short clothes. Because the ancients were very conservative in their thinking, they might think of her if she was dressed so revealingly, but her origins were unknown.

After struggling in her heart for a long time, she finally decided to go all out and just wear it at night. She was hot!

She used her hands and feet together, like a monkey, to carefully cross the Mo Qing River. Seeing that she could not be discovered by retracting her outer legs, she got so excited that her feet slipped and she jumped towards the Mo Qing River like a frog.

By coincidence, the two were facing each other, and Mo Qinghe opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Daughter-in-law." Mo Qinghe's voice was hoarse.

Su Nanxi thought to herself that it was not good, and pushed herself up with her hands, trying to get up, but she accidentally pressed her hair and threw herself back.

Mo Qinghe wanted to help her, but when his hand touched the silky smooth skin, he paused. He remembered the little book he read today, and seemed to understand something. He couldn't help but swallowed, and after a long time he said in a low voice, " Wife, it’s not possible now, can you wait a little longer?”

Su Nanxi wondered why she had to wait until she got up? If he hadn't grabbed her arm, she would have gotten up long ago, why would she have to wait?

Did it hurt him? Will it cause pain if she moves?

Then she should stay a little longer to let him relax.

Mo Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife gently lying on his chest and not moving. She agreed!

He touched her head gently.

Su Nanxi listened to the strong heartbeat, and her own heartbeat felt chaotic. Get up and go back to your bed. You don't have to worry about being discovered anyway. Just worry about that and sleep peacefully.

Mo Qinghe held her hand and didn't let go even when he fell asleep.

After Village Chief Liu informed him, many people came to Mo's small yard and said they wanted to learn how to make rice noodles.

Everyone really came to see it with their eyes, full of curiosity, and many people joined in the fun.

Mrs. Mo once again stated that if you want to learn, just watch from the side. If you don't want to learn, go back. You can't make trouble. Today I will just demonstrate the process first. If you want to learn, just watch and memorize it.

Village Chief Liu also came, bringing his two daughters-in-law. He also spoke. Those who wanted to learn should watch quietly, and those who didn't want to make a noise were thrown out!

As a result, a group of people did not dare to speak loudly anymore and quietly watched how Su Nanxi made rice noodles.

Mo Qinghe was watching not far away, holding the fruit given to him by his wife in his hand, and took another leisurely bite. He was not in the mood to weave bamboo strips.

As soon as the villagers started to look, hey, they know how to do this, they became a little careless and walked halfway through one after another.

The remaining half of the people left one after another, and only eight people persisted until the end.

After Su Nanxi finished it, he put it on the dustpan to dry, and it was considered completed.

The eight people left until the end were very interested and ready to take action.

"It doesn't look difficult. I want to try it when I go back."

"Yes, yes! It looks good this way, and it must be delicious too!"

"Yes! If we learn how to eat it ourselves, it would be pretty good to give it to others!"

……

Several people were chattering, and after thanking Su Nanxi, they hurried back.

Mrs. Mo helped dry the rice noodles, her eyes narrowed with laughter.

Mo Yunmei was asked to go to the mountains to dig wild vegetables and collect firewood. She was not happy, but her eldest brother said that she would not do anything or eat, so she had to go with a few children.

She knew that her family was making rice noodles today, and she really wanted to go back. She did everything absentmindedly, and in the end she didn't dig anything. She picked up a dead branch and ran back.

The child didn't care what she did. She met Chen Qiuxia halfway back, said hello and left, while Mo Yunmei stopped and started chatting.

After returning home, I saw strips of rice noodles as white as jade drying in the dustpan. I felt novel and interesting, so I picked them all up and looked at them.

Mrs. Mo was surprised. She had clearly heard the sounds of these cowhide dolls and they must have returned. Why was there no sound again?

I turned around and saw, ouch, several heads were stuck in the dustpan!

Seeing how cute these dolls were, Mrs. Mo couldn't help but laugh.

Su Nanxi also laughed when he saw it, so innocent and cute!

After she finished her work, she sat next to Mo Qinghe and ate fruit. Mo Qinghe was now in the mood to weave bamboo strips. He was doing it so seriously, but he seemed to deliberately let Su Nanxi see his slender hands.

Mrs. Mo smiled for a while, remembered something, looked outside, and muttered, "Why aren't you back?"

Su Nanxi heard this and wondered why the four people who went to sell breakfast today didn't come back so late? You come back very early on weekdays, can something happen?

Still worried, Mo Yunmei ran back and rushed to Su Nanxi.

"Why do you want to teach people how to make rice noodles?"