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

Jin Xiaowen was a girl in her teens who was very hardworking. She got up early every day, lit the stove quietly, and heated the kang. Sweet potatoes and pumpkins were already steaming in the pot, and the sweet smell wafted out. Only then did Jiang Tingxia get up.

She got up in a daze. Jin Xiaowen was wiping the table with a rag. Seeing that she was awake, he said eagerly, "Aunt, you're up. The meal will be ready soon."

Jiang Tingxia was still sleepy. As she put on her clothes, she said, "You got up so early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Jin Xiaowen smiled and said, "I'm used to it. I used to get up at this time."

Maybe the noise from their conversation woke up Jin Xiaoyu who was lying in bed. The little girl didn't stay in bed in the morning, didn't cry or make a fuss, and even called her sister and aunt obediently.

Jiang Tingxia thought, fortunately Xiaoyu was not the kind of child who would cry endlessly, otherwise her head would be annoyed by the crying.

The little girl had just woken up and was still very sleepy, but she stretched out her arms and legs and went to get dressed by herself without anyone's help.

Jiang Tingxia also got up and had just finished washing up when Li Changpu came back with Jin Xiaobao. Jin Xiaobao was wearing a newly bought blue thin cotton jacket and looked much more energetic.

Li Changpu went to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town. In addition to Jin Xiaobao's clothes, he also bought daily necessities for several children at once, such as toothpaste, towels, cups, etc. He also bought two smaller bath tubs specifically for them to use. In this way, the bath tubs for adults and children were separated.

He took the children directly to the bathroom and taught them how to wash themselves every day.

During the meal, Jin Xiaowen brought Jiang Tingxia a bowl of egg soup. Jiang Tingxia took it with a smile on her face.

Li Changpu also moved closer upon seeing this, but Jiang Tingxia glanced at him and immediately the expression on his face disappeared, still being cold to him.

Seeing that she was still unhappy, Li Changpu reluctantly said, "Tingxia, bring me a steamed bun."

He had a smile on his face, "I can't reach it."

Jiang Tingxia picked up the basket of steamed buns on the table and placed it in front of Li Changpu, still without saying a word.

Seeing that Jiang Tingxia ignored him, Li Changpu took a steamed bun and took a bite angrily.

He wanted to find an opportunity to say a few nice words to Jiang Tingxia, but there were many children at home and it was not a good idea to talk to her about those things. After finishing his meal, Li Changpu had to go to work.

Jin Xiaowen rushed to wash the dishes again, and Jin Xiaoyu insisted on following her sister in everything she did.

Unexpectedly, she was small and weak, and just as she picked up a bowl, she somehow knocked it against the wall of the stove. After a crisp sound, the bowl fell to the ground and broke.

Jiang Tingxia heard the noise and cried out.

Unexpectedly, before she could say anything, Jin Xiaoyu started crying.

"I didn't mean it, don't... don't hit me."

Jin Xiaowen also looked scared, and stopped the crying Jin Xiaoyu behind him, and kept lowering his head, "Aunt, I'm sorry, we were wrong."

Her face turned pale with fear, and she said in a panic, "I'll clean this place up right away."

As he said this, he was about to pick up the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

"do not move."

As soon as Jiang Tingxia shouted, he saw Jin Xiaowen half-squatting on the ground, busy picking up broken porcelain pieces.

That thing was sharp and could easily hurt people. Jin Xiaowen moved in a hurry and her hand was cut suddenly. Blood flowed out, but she seemed to be unaware of it and continued to squat there and quickly pick up the broken porcelain pieces.

Jiang Tingxia hurried over to help her get up, but Jin Xiaobao suddenly rushed into the house like a little cannonball.

He glanced at his crying sister, then glanced at his elder sister who was squatting on the ground with tears in her eyes and blood on her hands. Jiang Tingxia felt something was wrong with her eyes.

He pushed Jiang Tingxia like a madman and yelled, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Tingxia was not as strong as any of the other children, and was pushed by him and staggered a few steps. Jin Xiaowen was the first to yell, "Xiaobao!"

Jin Xiaobao pointed at Jiang Tingxia and asked in a loud voice, "Sister, did she bully you?"

Jin Xiaowen stood up and grabbed Jin Xiaobao, "No."

Jin Xiaobao obviously didn't believe it, and his face turned red with emotion. "Then why are you crying?"

Jin Xiaowen cried out, "Xiaoyu broke the bowl and started crying. I'm cleaning it up now."

Jiang Tingxia held onto the edge of the kang and managed to stand still. He looked at Jin Xiaobao in disbelief, "You pushed me!"

Jin Xiaowen grabbed Jin Xiaobao and slapped him twice, ordering, "Say sorry to your aunt! Say you were wrong!"

Jiang Tingxia saw Jin Xiaobao stiffening his neck and being scolded by Jin Xiaowen, so he said reluctantly, "I'm sorry."

Looking at Jin Xiaobao's dark eyes, which were filled with some viciousness, Jiang Tingxia was displeased. She pointed at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground and ordered in a cold voice, "Go, find a broom and dustpan to clean up this place."

Jin Xiaobao raised his face, revealing most of the whites of his eyes, and just stared at Jiang Tingxia, motionless, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

Jiang Tingxia emphasized his tone and said, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"I asked you to clean up this place."

Jin Xiaobao took two deep breaths through his nose and then went to look for a broom and dustpan.

Jiang Tingxia loosened his clenched fists and let out a breath. It was chilling to think that a child could have such a cruel expression.

Her heart actually began to pound.

She doesn't like this child.

Li Changpu returned home, but did not see Jiang Tingxia.

There are only three children in the family.

Jin Xiaobao looked listless. He moved a small stool and sat by the stove to light a fire. Jin Xiaowen had no energy to call him uncle. He didn't even know what happened all day. The silly Jin Xiaoyu had a bitter face.

Li Changpu walked around the house, then went to the utility room, bathroom, and yard before returning.

He stood outside the house, brushing off the dust on his body, and asked casually, "Where's my aunt?"

"Why aren't you home?"

Jin Xiaowen seemed a little panicked, "I don't know."

Li Changpu was a little confused, so he walked into the house and asked, "I didn't tell you where I was going."

Jin Xiaowen didn't answer, but just lowered his head and shook it.

Li Changpu felt something was wrong. The atmosphere among the three children in the house was very silent.

He asked, "Xiao Wen, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Jin Xiaowen's eyes were red, and he cried softly, "Uncle, I'm sorry."

"We have displeased our aunt."

Li Changpu was stunned for a moment, frowned, and spoke in a tense voice, "What's going on?"

Jin Xiaowen said with red eyes, "Xiaoyu broke a bowl."

Hearing this, Li Changpu looked puzzled, but he felt relieved in his heart. Just a bowl, that was no big deal.

He comforted her, "It's okay, Xiaowen, your aunt won't be unhappy about this."

Jin Xiaowen continued, "But, but, Xiaoyu broke the bowl and she was scared and started crying. When Xiaobao saw it, he thought his aunt was beating her, so he..."

Li Changpu glanced at Jin Xiaobao, his expression growing darker as he listened, "So what?"

"He just pushed my aunt."

"My aunt almost fell, so she was unhappy."

Li Changpu's heart sank, "She was pissed off by you guys!"