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

Jiang Tingxia was exhausted from the journey, the rattling train and the poor sleep he experienced made him feel like his bones were falling apart.

She thought she could finally have a good rest and sleep until noon, but she was woken up by the sound of clanging and banging in the yard early in the morning.

She endured the aching body, put on her clothes, pushed open the door and saw Li Changpu holding a hammer and repairing the old furniture in the house. He was surrounded by things that needed to be repaired.

Jiang Tingxia: "Get up so early?"

It's not even six o'clock yet and the sun hasn't even come out. He is in really good spirits.

After listening to Xia's words, Jiang yawned because he was sleepy.

"You don't have to do this, go back and rest."

It was so noisy early in the morning that she couldn't sleep.

Li Changpu was a little helpless. At this time, Uncle Afa excitedly brought two benches, placed them in front of Li Changpu, and exclaimed twice, indicating that he also wanted to repair this one.

Li Changpu raised his eyes helplessly, "Uncle Afa came to knock on my door early in the morning and asked me to fix these."

There was a dark spot under his eyes and he looked very sleepy.

Jiang Tingxia looked at the rubbish in the yard, waved his hand to brush away the flying dust, and said, "Uncle Ah Fa, why are you looking for these useless things? Put them away. If you think they take up too much space, chop them up and use them as firewood."

Jiang Tingxia also grew up under Uncle Afa's care, so she had some reaction to what he said. He waved his hand to signal Jiang Tingxia to ignore it. After that, he pushed her into the room a few times and slammed her door.

Then he placed a small stool covered with spider webs in front of Li Changpu, pointed at the stool, made a motion of swinging a sledgehammer, and made an urging sound in his throat, signaling him to work faster and not be lazy.

After saying that, he stood in front of Li Changpu like a supervisor, watching him work.

Li Changpu opened his eyes, felt a little less sleepy, and sped up his hands.

Jiang Tingxia lay back on the bed, covered her head with the quilt, and tried not to be disturbed by the outside world, so that she could have a good sleep.

I don’t know when the noise outside stopped. When Jiang Tingxia woke up again, the sun was already high in the sky.

There was rice and stir-fried vegetables on the wooden table in the cafeteria. Uncle Afa brought the food from the kitchen. Seeing that Jiang Tingxia had woken up, he greeted her happily and asked her to come over for dinner.

Jiang Tingxia quickly glanced around and then sat down.

I saw that there were only two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

She picked up a few grains of rice slowly, then asked casually without even looking up, "Where's he?"

"Don't want to eat?"

Uncle Afa shook his head and covered his head to eat.

Jiang Tingxia didn't know where Li Changpu had gone. He ate half a bowl of rice absentmindedly and then stood up to leave.

She had just taken two steps when she saw Li Changpu coming over. He had rolled up his trouser legs as if he had just finished working. He was sweating all over, and his white shirt was soaked with sweat, with large spots on the front and back.

Jiang Tingxia asked him in surprise, "Where have you been? How did you become like this?"

Li Changpu scooped two buckets of water from the water tank, not caring about the cold, and poured it on his feet, "Pulling weeds in the backyard."

He scooped up some water again and washed his hands carefully. There were still small bloody cracks on his hands caused by the dry grass, and the cold water stung them painfully.

He walked to the dining table and saw Uncle Afa immediately pick up the plate and pour the remaining half of the plate into his own bowl. He ate up both the rice and the vegetables in two gulps.

Jiang Tingxia was a little angry, "Uncle Afa, what are you doing? Why didn't you invite him to dinner?"

Uncle Afa just sat there and ignored everyone.

Jiang Tingxia added, "He is a guest here. Not only do you ask him to work, but you don't even leave him some soup?"

Seeing this, Li Changpu said, "Forget it, I'll go to the kitchen and get a bowl of rice."

Uncle Afa clapped his hands and let out a cry.

Jiang Tingxia understood what he meant and asked back, "No!"

"You didn't cook for him?"

Uncle Afa nodded as a matter of course, and stretched his neck towards Li Changpu, looking at the backyard and exclaiming twice in a rough voice.

After spending most of the day together, Li Changpu could roughly understand what he meant. The man in front of him said, "Why did you come out when the work in the backyard hasn't been finished yet? Go to work quickly."

No matter how good his temper was, Li Changpu was still very angry. He was woken up while he was still sleeping and made to do a bunch of work in a daze. He thought that after he finished the work, he could take a break. However, he was not even given a break as he was dragged to the backyard to deal with weeds and turn the soil.

He hadn't eaten or drunk anything for five or six hours and was feeling tired, hot and hungry. He was also a little emotional at the moment and wanted to flip the table in anger.

In the end, all he said was, "Forget it, I'll go get something to eat myself."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Uncle Afa waved his hands at him wildly, stopped him from going to the kitchen, and then kept bending down and swinging the hoe.

Li Changpu understood what was going on and was so angry that his face turned darker than the bottom of a pot.

Uncle Afa didn't let him go to eat and asked him to continue working in the backyard.

Li Changpu walked straight away, his back full of anger. This was completely showing that he was not treated as a human being but was being ordered around like a slave.

Jiang Tingxia looked at the silly Uncle Afa and felt helpless. He wouldn't listen to anything she said to him.

She finally understood why he was so excited when he saw Li Changpu yesterday. It turned out that he had found a laborer.

Li Changpu ate something casually and went back to his room to lie down. After a while, someone knocked on the door.

It was Uncle Afa again. He was carrying a basket and wanted Li Changpu to go out with him.

Li Changpu looked at the gray weather outside the door and said, "Uncle Afa, it's going to rain, so don't go out."

The Jiang family's house is built in the mountains, which is sparsely populated and the road is difficult to walk on. What would he do if he, an old man, got bumped or fell?

Uncle Afa started to make a fuss. Li Changpu was also a hot-blooded young man. He got angry and simply closed the door and went to sleep under the covers.

After a while, raindrops as big as soybeans hit the glass, and Li Changpu realized that it was really raining.

Did Uncle Afa go out?

He ran out and saw that Uncle Afa was not at home. Jiang Tingxia said that he only saw him open the door and walk towards the road into the mountains.

Thinking of the old man's hunched back and his legs struggling to move, Li Changpu felt a little annoyed and wondered why he hadn't advised him a few more times just now.

Why get angry with a poor guy?

He immediately ran out the door and said to Jiang Tingxia, "I'll go find him. You just wait at home and see if Uncle Afa will come back on his own."

Li Changpu searched along the mountain road for more than ten or twenty minutes, and finally found it.

Uncle Afa fell to the ground, covered in mud. When he saw Li Changpu, he started calling out to him.

Li Changpu hurried over to help him, but Uncle Afa slapped the hand that was about to support him away.

He raised his arms and asked Li Changpu to carry him back.

Li Changpu carried him on his back helplessly and walked down the mountain step by step.

However, he felt that the person he was carrying on his back was not an elderly man over 70 years old, but a mountain. He was getting heavier and heavier. Not only that, Uncle Afa's hands, like old tree bark, were tightly strangling Li Changpu's neck. He could hardly breathe.

Li Changpu's voice changed as he advised, "Uncle Afa, don't keep falling down."

"Don't choke me either."

Uncle Afa didn't understand at all and continued to do as he pleased.

There was a layer of skin broken on Li Changpu's neck, as if he was being taken away by a ghost.

After finally returning home, Li Changpu finally breathed a sigh of relief. He wrung out half a basin of water from his clothes with his hands.

When Uncle Afa returned home, he no longer looked as frightened as he was in the mountains. He lay down on his bed covered in mud.

Jiang Tingxia and Li Changpu quickly stopped him.

Jiang Tingxia was somewhat helpless, "You are all wet from the rain, go take a shower and change your clothes first."

"And Uncle Afa, he'll get sick if he does this."

Li Changpu responded, "I'll get a basin of hot water, wash Uncle Afa, and change his clothes."

Li Changpu was about to leave after saying this.

Jiang Tingxia called him.

The rain was falling along the tiles, forming a curtain of rain.

When Li Changpu heard Jiang Tingxia calling him, he stopped his hurried movements and looked at her quietly, listening to what she wanted to say to him.

His face was covered with rain, and his originally heroic face now looked even more youthful.

His clothes were soaked, his hair was messy, and he looked a little disheveled, but there was no trace of impatience on his face.

Jiang Tingxia looked at him and said, "I'll go with you to boil some water."

Li Changpu: “Yeah.”

The two of them walked towards the kitchen together.

In the kitchen stove, wood crackled.

Jiang Tingxia silently added firewood to the pot and said, "I'll just watch over the pot of water here. There's still hot water in the kettle. Use that to wash first."

"Get yourself sorted first, then go take care of Uncle Afa's business."

After hearing this, Li Changpu picked up the pot and walked towards his room.

Jiang Tingxia saw that he was about to leave, so he said, "Li Changpu, thank you."

Li Changpu thought she was thanking him on behalf of Uncle Afa, and replied, "Don't be polite to me."

Jiang Tingxia watched him take a step with his long legs, walk out the door, turn a corner, and his back immediately disappeared in the rain. She couldn't help but be dazed as she watched him.

She has arrived in Wenhai safely. After paying tribute at her grandfather's grave tomorrow, his mission will be completed. From now on, the two will go their separate ways and never cross paths again.

It is said that the two of them parted in a cemetery in every life. Perhaps it was fate.