Jiang Jianguo now understood what Jiang Chunlin meant. His old face turned red and he buried his head in the food. He was almost too embarrassed to raise his head.

Jiang Chunlin had a grim expression. Cornmeal porridge dripped down his handsome face, and he caught it with his hands.

Looking at the corn grits stuck to Jiang Chunlin's face, Shen Qinghe couldn't help laughing.

He Xiuyun also laughed.

Jiang Chunlin glared at Shen Qinghe, then got up and went outside to wash his face.

Shen Qinghe...

You don't want to hit her!

…

When Zhu Qiaolan came home from get off work, she saw two new pairs of bras on the bed. She liked them very much and changed into them immediately.

Wang Guimei brought the dishes out of the kitchen and saw the skirt Zhu Qiaolan was wearing. She smiled and said, "When I saw the design, I knew this skirt would suit you. It's really beautiful!"

Zhu Qiaolan smiled shyly, "Thank you, Mom. I will wear it for him to see tomorrow."

Zhu Zhigang, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, slammed the newspaper onto the coffee table with a "bang".

He looked at Zhu Qiaolan unhappily, "Qiaolan, do you still have any shame?"

"Second brother, what did you say?" Zhu Qiaolan's face turned red with anger and she looked at Zhu Zhigang in disbelief.

He is her brother, how could he say that about her.

Wang Guimei also looked at Zhu Zhigang disapprovingly, "You don't act like a brother at all. Which brother would talk about his sister like that?"

"Mom, don't spoil her anymore." Zhu Zhigang stood up from the sofa and pointed at Zhu Qiaolan and said, "She is a virgin, but there are so many unmarried men out there, but she has to fall for a married man. Is she seriously ill?"

"You are the one who is seriously ill!" Zhu Qiaolan cursed back and ran out of the house crying.

"Qiao Lan..." Wang Guimei chased for two steps but failed to catch up, so she came back and scolded Zhu Zhigang.

Zhu Zhigang felt that there was something wrong with his mother and sister, but he couldn't convince them.

Not wanting to listen to his mother's nagging, he simply went into the house and slammed the door in front of Wang Guimei.

Wang Guimei went forward and knocked on the door. "You have grown so powerful, haven't you? You dare to slam the door."

Zhu Zhigang lay on the bed, looking up and rolling his eyes.

Wang Guimei's daughter-in-law Tong Ailing came out of the kitchen and glanced at her mother-in-law.

"Mom, Zhigang is right. Qiaolan is good-looking and has a good job. Why doesn't she find someone of equal status?" She insisted on becoming a mistress.

Wang Guimei glanced at her daughter-in-law and sighed, "You think I don't want to, but you know Qiaolan's character, once she makes up her mind, nothing can change her mind.

If I object, I'm really afraid that she will never look for someone again in her life. ”

"Even if I become an old maid for the rest of my life, it's better than being a mistress." Tong Ailing muttered softly.

"What did you say?" Wang Guimei asked, not hearing Tong Ailing's words clearly.

Tong Ailing shook her head, "Nothing."

The sister-in-law was crazy, and the mother-in-law followed suit. She was a daughter-in-law who said too much, and people thought she was trying to sow discord.

"When will Zhihong come back? It's almost seven o'clock." Wang Guimei asked after looking at the clock hanging on the wall.

Tong Ailing said, "He said he had a meeting and won't be back for dinner. Let's eat first."

Zhu Qiaolan ran out of the house, wiping tears as she walked.

Tang Hao had just finished his meal and was walking in the yard to digest his food. He saw that the person walking in front of him was Zhu Qiaolan. He glanced at the braid on her and his eyes lit up.

I walked over quickly and was about to speak when I saw her wiping her tears. I asked in confusion, "Qiaolan, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay. The wind was blowing and some sand got into my eyes." Zhu Qiaolan forced a smile.

Tang Hao didn't expose her. He looked at the bra on her and said, "This skirt suits you very well. The style is novel. Where did you get it tailored?"

Zhu Qiaolan knew that Tang Hao loved to go to the black market to look for inspiration when he had nothing to do. Seeing that there was no one around, she whispered, “Chen Xiaohua made this. She is very skillful. Not only does she make delicious snacks, but she also makes beautiful clothes.

Many people in the hospital have clothes made by her. ”

Shen Xiaohua? That ugly one?

Tang Hao looked at Zhu Qiaolan suspiciously, "Are you sure? She looks like she's only in her early twenties. How could she have such good skills?"

It's obvious that this tailoring was done by a veteran, the stitches are so fine and there are no loose threads.

It looks like it was made by a master craftsman.

"My mother made the skirt from her, how could it be fake?" Zhu Qiaolan said, "If you don't believe me, go to the black market and see for yourself."

After that, Zhu Qiaolan looked at Tang Hao and said, "I know your design has not been going well recently and you have no inspiration. You will not be convinced when you see good works.

Geniuses really exist. ”

Tang Hao rolled his eyes, "You really know how to stab me in the heart."

Zhu Qiaolan left with a smile.

After walking away, he looked down at the bragi on his body.

Even Tang Hao thinks my dress is beautiful, so it is really beautiful. When I wear it in front of Jiang Chunlin tomorrow, he will surely be charmed.

Thinking of this, Zhu Qiaolan's anger at her second brother dissipated a lot.

The second brother is a straight man who doesn't understand love at all. Why should she care about him!

When it was getting dark, Shen Qinghe said to Jiang Chunlin, "You haven't taught me how to fight for a long time. Do you want to teach me now?"

Jiang Chunlin nodded.

He is working now and can't go to the black market with Shen Qinghe every day like before. If she encounters danger, she will have to deal with it on her own.

Although this possibility is relatively small, we still need to take precautions.

The two of them stood at the door and started gesturing.

Soon, it attracted many villagers to watch, especially children.

Looking at the two of them with admiring eyes, the brave ones followed suit and imitated the movements. The serious little faces making the irregular movements made Shen Qinghe laugh.

Shen Qinghe was originally beautiful, but her cheeks were red from sweating during exercise, and she looked even more beautiful with this smile.

Jiang Chunlin glanced at the little baby who was following them and couldn't help but wonder what the baby he and Shen Qinghe would have in the future would look like.

If he could really give birth to a daughter, she would definitely be as beautiful as her.

Jiang Chunlin was somewhat looking forward to seeing the smaller version of Shen Qinghe.

He glanced at Shen Qinghe's slender waist that could be held in one hand. Now that her menstruation was over, he had to work harder to put his seed into her belly while putting her into a sleep state.

This way she won't think about lifting her legs and running anymore.

Several women standing on the periphery watching the fun watched the two men gesticulating and chatted in low voices.

"Is the 'village bully' going to teach another 'village bully'?"

"Jiang Chunlin must have beaten Shen Qinghe behind her back a lot. Now that he is teaching Shen Qinghe how to fight, he must have been subdued by her."

"All the men in the Jiang family love their wives. I thought Jiang Chunlin, the 'village bully', was an exception, but he turned out to be just like his brothers."

"I used to believe what you said, but now I don't!"

"Why?"

"Think about it, if all the men in the Jiang family love their wives, why would Mr. Jiang divorce?"

"Didn't they say that Wang Dan always took money from her parents and made Jiang Laosan's family unable to have children? Isn't that why Jiang Chunming doesn't want his wife anymore?"

"Most families would just beat their wives a few times. Who would really divorce? Not only is it embarrassing, but how can they afford to marry another wife?"

"Jiang Chunlin is working now and earning a salary. Is he going to watch his brother remain single?"

"Do you think Jiang Laosi will give money to his eldest brother to marry a woman?"

"From childhood to adulthood, I've never seen him get close to anyone."

The rural people spoke in loud voices, and they were almost whispering in Shen Qinghe's ear.

She glanced at Jiang Chunlin and saw that his expression remained the same. She admired his emotional management. He could be fierce when he wanted to, and gentle when he wanted to. No one could annoy him.