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

Li Changpu went out to look for Jiang Tingxia. With that kind of temper, she couldn't stand any grievance. Maybe she had gone out to sulk somewhere. The man walked faster and faster, even jogging a few steps. His heart began to beat in panic.

A terrible thought arose uncontrollably in my mind: Jiang Tingxia, is she gone?

Li Changpu walked faster and faster. It took a lot of effort to beg and coax her to bring her back from Wenhai, and now she is leaving again?

Li Changpu had mixed feelings and a deep sense of self-blame. He did not fulfill his promise to take good care of her and give her a good life.

But how could she leave without saying a word to him?

Li Changpu hurriedly found the place where he could take the ox cart. After asking the old man for a few words, he said that he had never seen Jiang Tingxia take the cart.

This is the only way to leave Chazipo. Li Changpu felt relieved. It seemed that Jiang Tingxia might not have left yet.

He thought too much and guessed wrong.

It must be, he told himself.

Li Changpu walked back along the same path he came. This time he slowed down his pace and looked carefully for Jiang Tingxia.

At this time, Li Changpu heard women talking and the sound of washing clothes. Not far away, there were a dozen women holding mallets and beating clothes on the bluestone slabs by the stream.

He couldn't miss any corner, so he walked closer to see if Jiang Tingxia was there.

Li Changpu finally saw the familiar figure.

Jiang Tingxia was sitting in the corner with her back to him. Her jet-black hair was tied low with a honey-pink headband. She swung a wooden hammer in her arm and pounded the clothes on the bluestone slab again and again.

Seeing her, Li Changpu finally felt relieved and let out a breath unconsciously. He looked at her silently for a while, calmed himself down, and walked towards her.

"Listen to Xia."

Jiang Tingxia heard someone calling her, looked up and saw Li Changpu walking towards her, immediately glanced at her watch and exclaimed, "What time is it? You're off work."

She was washing clothes and forgot to check the time. Before she knew it, she had been out for almost two hours.

Li Changpu asked again, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Tingxia pounded the clothes twice more quickly, impatient with his nonsense questions. She glanced at the wet clothes in her hands and said, "Can't you see? I'm washing clothes."

As he spoke, he was about to put the beaten clothes into the stream beside him for washing. The stream was gurgling, and the water temperature was just a little cold, not freezing, as the midday sun had just risen.

Li Changpu saw this and walked over quickly, "I'll do it."

There were a lot of people by the stream, and a few familiar women were chattering about all sorts of things. Jiang Tingxia was too lazy to get involved and didn't want to talk, so she simply stayed away to get some peace and quiet.

But the bluestone slab in the corner she chose was very small, just enough for Jiang Tingxia to stay there.

Hearing Li Changpu say that he wanted to wash clothes, Jiang Tingxia didn't bother to be polite with him. He stood up and made room for him to wash clothes.

Just as she was about to step onto the small staircase, Li Changpu had already stretched out his hand to her, "Be careful, hold my hand, don't fall."

Jiang Tingxia glanced at the other women who were washing clothes by the stream. They were already looking at them curiously.

Jiang Tingxia frowned. Li Changpu was an extremely old-fashioned person. Not to mention holding hands in public, he would even keep a shoulder distance between them when walking, just like two strangers walking on the street.

What happened to him today? What's wrong with him in front of so many people? She could even hear the laughter of those women watching the fun, and he even stretched out his arms towards her with a serious look on his face.

Jiang Tingxia quickly took his arm and walked up the stairs. Li Changpu did not let her go immediately. He grabbed her hand and looked at it, "Your fingers are all frozen red." He wrapped Jiang Tingxia's palm with his own.

He had just walked a long way, his body was burning hot, and his palms were hot, so he just used them to warm Jiang Tingxia's hands. He complained, "Why are you washing clothes properly?"

He has always been the one washing the clothes at home, not to mention that the weather is getting colder day by day. What if his hands get frostbitten from being in such cold water?

Jiang Tingxia felt his hands slowly warming up and snorted, "You thought I was willing to wash them, but it's all thanks to you."

Jin Xiaowen was too diligent. She had a big cut on her hand. Right after bandaging it, she wanted to go wash clothes. Jiang Tingxia told her not to go, but she looked like she had done something wrong and was scared and terrified, which made Jiang Tingxia feel sorry for her.

To be honest, seeing a little girl in her teens washing so many clothes, she felt like she was employing child labor and she couldn't feel guilty about it.

However, as soon as she changed her clothes, Jin Xiaowen rushed to wash them, so she had to do it herself.

Li Changpu glanced at the laundry tub, which still contained Xiaowen and Xiaoyu's clothes. She felt guilty, but when she saw Jiang Tingxia's red fingers, she couldn't help but blame him and said, "Why didn't you wait for me to come back to wash them?"

Jiang Tingxia was helpless. Why didn't she say anything? She told Jin Xiaowen that she would wash it when her uncle came back, but the child was very stubborn.

Jiang Tingxia said, "I did, but Xiaowen said you were very tired from work and you should have a good rest when you get home."

She rolled her eyes mischievously and looked at Li Changpu with a sly look on her face, "You make me feel a little guilty."

"I'm not as sensible as a child."

She pinched her throat and said, "As for me, I reflected on myself. You work so hard, I shouldn't leave all these things to you."

Jiang Tingxia pulled her hand out of his, "I've decided, I'll do these housework from now on, you go home and have a good rest."

Jiang Tingxia looked at Li Changpu and asked with a smile, "Is it okay?"

Li Changpu couldn't help laughing when he saw her like this, and shook his head helplessly, "Not good."

He said, "Wait here, I'll finish my shower soon and we'll go home together."

Jiang Tingxia opened her round eyes and finally smiled, "You didn't want it, so I'll give you a chance."

"You won't have a chance to regret it later."

Li Changpu stretched out his voice, coaxing a child, "I don't regret it."

Jiang Tingxia immediately pushed him and said, "Then go wash your clothes."

Housework is tedious and especially hurts the hands. Jiang Tingxia doesn't like it, but when she is in a good mood, she will occasionally lend a hand. In fact, the focus is not on housework at all. Jiang Tingxia just wants his attitude.

Li Changpu raised an eyebrow and knew that she was joking again.

I walked to the stream and washed my clothes in no time.

The other women who were washing clothes nearby started talking, first in low voices, and then as more and more people spoke, the voices became louder and louder.

"They say that Captain Li loves his wife dearly. Look, he's even helping with the laundry."

"His wife's life is really not that comfortable. When she has to wash two pieces of clothes, the husband has to help her. It looks so distressing."

"Exactly. Unlike us, we are exhausted and no one at home cares about us."

"Well, people are different."

"I heard that Captain Li's wife doesn't do any housework at all. She spends money all day long, eats and drinks the best and wears the best clothes. There's nothing we can do about it. She just loves her husband."

"How could I have such a fate as to meet a man like this?"

"You can tell, I'm really envious."

Guo Huifang's eyes fell on the handsome man washing clothes by the stream. She listened to everyone's conversation and then her eyes fell on Jiang Tingxia.

he has married.

That day, when she came back from her hometown, the ox cart she was riding in got stuck in a big pit. A man in military uniform helped push the cart. His outstanding appearance immediately caught her attention. She thought she would see him again and could find a chance to get to know him, but who would have thought that he was already married.

Forget it, there is no fate.

Looking at the couple in the distance, Guo Huifang felt a sense of endless loss.