Excellent little farmer

Song Jiaqi giggled for a long time, then blushed and said coquettishly: "Hubby, I'm hungry, but I'm too lazy to get up. What should I do?"

"That's easy, my husband will feed you!"

I smiled, turned over and sat up, opened the door and went out to the kitchen, ready to heat up last night's New Year's Eve dinner and take it to the room. At this time, Fang Yunxi walked into the kitchen, glanced at me, and said in a low voice: "You are hungry, you go into the room first, and I will bring it to you later."

I smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, Aunt Fang, please excuse me."

"it's nothing."

Fang Yunxi reached out and touched the bun next to her ears. She blushed and went to the gas stove. She lit the fire and heated up the dishes. She breathed a sigh of relief and said with some embarrassment: "Xiaoquan, Xiaohui played tricks last night." I’ve already scolded her for being so petty.”

I smiled and said softly: "Actually, it's not necessary. As a little girl, you will always be in a bad mood. It's understandable."

Fang Yunxi was still a little worried. She glanced outside the door and whispered, "Jia Qi isn't angry, is she?"

I shook my head with a smile and said in a low voice: "No, she is so old, how can she be as knowledgeable as a child?"

"That's good."

Fang Yunxi patted her plump breasts, turned around coquettishly, and whispered: "When the first lunar month comes, I will go out to find a house to avoid any inconvenience for you."

I was stunned for a moment, then I touched my nose, thinking about the words and said: "Aunt Fang, don't worry too much, I've already told you, it's good for everyone to live together like this, there's nothing inconvenient, last night, um! …”

"Ah, I slept well last night!"

Fang Yunxi was afraid that I would continue talking, so she quickly interrupted. But before she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong, as if there was no silver in this place, so she hurriedly walked to the balcony of the kitchen and sorted the clothes hanging on the clothes rack. , after calming down, he pursed his lips and smiled, and then said calmly: "Then just wait a little longer. In fact, I'm used to living here, and I really can't bear to leave, just because I'm afraid it will be inconvenient for you."

"I'm fine, Jiaqi will return to the capital on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year!"

I smiled, threw a dumpling into my mouth, turned around and went back to the room, only to see Song Jiaqi holding a small mirror and looking back and forth. Gu Ying felt sorry for herself and couldn't help laughing. She held her in her arms and chuckled. : "Sister Jiaqi, it's so early in the morning and I started looking in the mirror before I even got up. I really love beauty!"

Song Jiaqi chuckled, pursed her lips toward the door, and lowered her voice: "There's nothing I can do, I'm always unsure, and I'm afraid of being compared to others!"

"Nonsense, who can be better than you!" I smiled slightly, kissed that smooth and beautiful face again and again, and laughed in a low voice: "Sister Jiaqi, you are my husband's heartthrob, rare. It’s here!”

Song Jiaqi chuckled so hard that her branches trembled and her breasts heaved. After a long while, she glanced at me and said bitterly: "Come on, I wish I were left out by you. Your rare energy is really deadly." !”

I smiled and said softly: "I see you liked it quite a bit last night too! The energy to get crazy is no worse than mine."

"You still said that!"

Song Jiaqi quit, with a child-like expression on her pretty face, twisting her body and shouting: "You brat, I've been bullied to death by you, what else do you want me to do?"

I laughed loudly, hugged her hard, stared at those delicate and gorgeous red lips, leaned over and kissed her. While the two were making out, there was a slight knock on the door outside, and Song Jiaqi hurriedly pushed it away. I combed my hair with my hands and said softly: "Please come in!"

"The food is ready!"

Fang Yunxi brought the dinner plate and put it on the bedside table. She looked at Song Jiaqi's radiant pretty face, pursed her lips and smiled and said, "Jiaqi, you are so beautiful."

Song Jiaqi was a little disgusted. She stretched out her hand to touch her hot cheek, shook her head and said, "Where, Aunt Fang, I was chatting with Xiaoquan just now. If I could be half as beautiful as you, I would be satisfied."

Women all like to be praised, especially by equally beautiful women. Fang Yunxi also smiled brightly, and her heart was as sweet as honey. She pursed her lips and smiled and said: "No, look at what you said, I'm embarrassed. "

But Song Jiaqi pursed her lips and smiled, and said softly: "Aunt Fang, this is from the bottom of my heart. I am not at home, so I have to trouble you to take care of Xiaoquan."

Fang Yunxi's heart skipped a beat and she said softly: "This is as it should be, Jiaqi, you eat first, and I'll heat up a bowl of soup."

After saying that, she hurriedly walked out, her forehead almost hitting the door, but Song Jiaqi raised her hand to cover her mouth and laughed timidly.

I sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the delicious food, and fed her one after another. Song Jiaqi was wrapped in a quilt and ate extremely sweetly. A satisfied smile appeared on her pretty face. After a while, she said softly: "Xiaoquan , this is the happiness I want!”

I smiled slightly, sat on the edge of the bed, opened my mouth and said, "Okay, Sister Jiaqi, it's my turn!"

Song Jiaqi ran away with a smile, pursed her lips and said: "Come on, your happiness has been given to you last night, so don't think about it anymore!"

"That's right!" I smiled, and after eating, I snuggled up to Song Jiaqi on the bedside and talked quietly.

At noon, the two took a nap, then drove to the home of the agricultural machinery factory. They hung red lanterns at the gate and pasted festive Spring Festival couplets. They were busy inside and outside for an hour, tidying up each room. , spotlessly clean.

Song Jiaqi filled a basin of water, wiped her pretty face with a towel, leaned against the window, looked at the old locust tree outside, and murmured: "I really miss this place. During those days in the capital, I often dreamed about my home. There are so many people here." What wonderful memories.”

I walked over from behind, kissed her tender and jade-like neck, and said in a low voice: "Then...did you dream about me?"

Song Jiaqi chuckled, nodded and said, "Of course, I still remember when you were a kid, you tried to show off your talent and climbed up a tree, but fell down and got a bruise on your nose and face."

I smiled and said in a low voice: "Sister Jiaqi, that image is so embarrassing. Didn't you dream of anything else?"

"no!"

Song Jiaqi smiled like a flower, turned around, looked at me charmingly, and said with a chuckle: "In my eyes, you will always be the child who will never grow up."

I rolled my eyes, held her slender waist with both hands, and said with a chuckle: "Okay, Sister Jiaqi, let me show you again what a child who doesn't grow up is!"

Song Jiaqi was slightly stunned, then shook her body, stretched out a pair of pink fists, beat my chest, and said with a red face: "Stinky Xiaoquan, you don't want to die!"

"I don't care about my life, I just want you!" I smiled, lowered my head and kissed...

At this time, large snowflakes were floating in the sky outside the window.