The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

These days, the weather is getting colder, and Jiang Tingxia was thinking about making a few pairs of cotton gloves. She and An Xi found cotton and cloth and were sitting on the kang busying themselves.

An Xi just said that she and Liang Mancang would not get married. Jiang Tingxia looked at An Xi and asked cautiously, "An Xi, are you okay?"

An Xi was no different from usual, "I'm fine."

Jiang Tingxia breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, if this one doesn't work, we'll find another one. Don't take this seriously."

After comforting An Xi, Jiang Tingxia was dissatisfied with Liang Mancang again and said, "What's so good about Liang Mancang? He is not good enough."

Jiang Tingxia cut the strips of cloth in her hand and said, "It's you. You dared to marry a man you've only met twice. Let's see if you dare to act impulsively. If you really marry him and then encounter these troubles, what will you do?"

An Xi smiled and said, "Listen, Sister Xia, you are right. There is really no rush to get married."

At this time, there were several conversations outside the courtyard. Jiang Tingxia looked out through the glass, smiled, and said to An Xi, "Don't worry, someone else is."

An Qian also looked outside and saw Zhang Ming walking in from outside the yard and talking to Li Changpu.

She was a little shy, "Listen, Sister Xia, please stop teasing me."

Jiang Tingxia smiled and asked, "What do you think of Zhang Mingren?"

An Xi lowered her head and pulled the cotton. "I don't have any idea. I don't even know him."

Jiang Tingxia then said, "Zhang Mingren is good-looking and has a cheerful personality. He is quite suitable for your age, but he is the only son in three generations, which sounds scary."

"He has seven sisters."

Jiang Tingxia shook his head imperceptibly, "He must be favored at home. I have met his mother several times before. She treats him like the apple of her eye. And Zhang Ming's eloquence is probably inherited from his mother."

Jiang Tingxia hinted, "That's a very spirited old lady."

"This big family gives me a headache just thinking about it."

Jiang Tingxia told Anxi everything he knew, and finally said, "Whether you are satisfied with him or not, you can decide for yourself."

Li Changpu was about to go out with a bucket and a shoulder pole when he was stopped by Zhang Ming, "Li Tuan, you need water? Let me do it."

As he said that, he took the water-drawing tools from Li Changpu.

Zhang Ming quickly filled the bucket. When he carried the water into the house, he controlled his expression very well and did not look around at all, as if he was just there to carry water.

Li Changpu found his attentiveness a little funny.

Zhang Ming ran more than ten times and filled the two large water tanks in the house and the bathroom. He placed the shoulder pole in the yard and did not even have time to wipe the sweat off his face. He approached Li Changpu who was sweeping the floor with a large broom and said enthusiastically, "Li Tuan, let me sweep."

In the next few days, Li Changpu was chased around by Zhang Ming.

"Li Tuan, let me take out the trash."

"Li Tuan, let me chop wood."

"Li Tuan, where are you building the wall? Let me do it."

"Let me do it... Let me do it..."

……

The sound is lingering.

Li Changpu finally became a little impatient, "Zhang Ming, why are you hanging around me all day?"

Zhang Ming touched the back of his head, looking innocent, "I'm helping you."

Li Changpu was furious and pulled him aside, "Stop pretending."

"If you're here for Anxi, it's no use following me around all day."

There are four people in the family, him, Jiang Tingxia, An Qian, and Master An. Zhang Ming wants to please An Qian, so it would be better to be attentive to any one of them than to him.

Zhang Ming looked conflicted. He also wanted to find other people. Wasn't this just looking for an opportunity?

Since Li Changpu is the only acquaintance he has in this family, of course he has to start with this only connection.

Zhang Ming looked at Li Changpu and asked, "Li Tuan, do you think I have a chance?"

Li Changpu looked at Zhang Ming's cautious appearance and felt puzzled. When a man chases a woman, he behaves like this, like a different person.

He said, “How should I know?”

"Why are you opening your mouth? If you want to know the answer, why don't you just ask?"

Zhang Ming was a little hesitant. He knew An Xi had no feelings for him, so he said, "Li Tuan, forget it. I'll do more work first and make a good impression first."

Zhang Ming came to the house for several days in a row. He was like a snail girl, not talking, with no sense of presence, just working silently.

Even the coal distributed in winter, Zhang Ming rushed to carry it.

When he and Li Changpu came back, they threw the large sack that was as tall as a person into the corner of the wall. They didn't even complain about being tired and ran several more times.

Li Changpu was standing in the yard. Jiang Tingxia gave him a towel and asked him to brush off the dirt on his body. Seeing that there was still coal dust on his back that he couldn't brush off, he gave him a new coat and asked him to wash it first before changing into it.

Li Changpu took the scented soap handed over by Jiang Tingxia and rubbed it on her face, neck, and arms. While washing, she talked to Jiang Tingxia, "Zhang Ming comes to our house every day. I feel a little sad when I see him."

"He works really hard."

Jiang Tingxia stood aside and watched Li Changpu talking with white foam all over his face. He replied, "You are here to lobby for him."

Li Changpu rubbed his face and said, "I just saw that he is infatuated with your sister."

“Not bad.”

Jiang Tingxia snorted and threw the clean towel on him. "You see, every man is good. Last time you said he was good, but what happened?"

"I've discovered that your standard for judging a man is that if he's not crazy or stupid, you think he's good and you always say good things about him."

Li Changpu picked up a towel and wiped his face, then immediately changed the topic, "I just said that, and I also wanted to ask you what An Xi thought."

He said seriously, "If you find it annoying, I'll tell him not to come again."

Zhang Ming was carrying the last bag of coal and walked into the house excitedly. Although Li Changpu felt a little sympathetic, he turned his eyes away and followed Jiang Tingxia into the house.

If you continue to speak for him, you will suffer the consequences.

An Xi saw Zhang Ming's back and hands were covered in black. She said nothing, brought a basin of warm water from the bathroom, placed it on the stool in the yard, and called softly, "Come and wash your hands."

Zhang Ming was delighted and walked over quickly, "Okay, thank you."

An Xi said nothing and left.

Watching the interaction between the two people in the yard, Li Changpu pointed to Jiang Tingxia and said, "It seems that your sister is not completely uninterested in Zhang Ming."

"You are thinking too much."

Jiang Tingxia curled her lips, "What does this mean? It's just basic etiquette."

"I can only say that Anxi treats guests politely."