Transmigrated to the 70s, Marrying a Rough Man and Raising Cubs

[Pure and restrained military officer VS Slender-waisted, charming little nurse]

Su Yuehua transmigrated into a period novel, becoming the wicked biological mother, foolishly slandered for ch...

Chapter 86: Being Disliked

Chen Chenglin's face turned red, and he stammered, "I don't have a date, so I just study in advance."

Is there any practice for this thing in advance? Who would believe it if I told you that, just this time, Su Yuehua discovered that two couples were secretly dating without their families' knowledge.

Looking at these stupid guys in front of her, she felt worried. When creating romance in a relationship, you have to tailor it to the person and not just copy everything from others.

People in rural areas are generally short of food and clothing these days. If you give your mother-in-law something flashy, she won't give it away. Instead of wasting time, you might as well go into the mountains and shoot two pheasants and send them home to your mother-in-law.

She thought about it and kindly reminded him: "If you want to pursue a girl, you can give her two pounds of meat, a piece of cloth, or even a hairband. You really don't have to give her corn cobs."

After that, she pulled Shen Chengyi and walked home.

When the two of them walked to the front door of their house, Shen Chengyi suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "Yuehua, do you think sending cloth is better than sending corn cobs?"

Su Yuehua didn't think too much about it. She nodded and said, "At least you can make a piece of clothing by sending cloth. It depends on the individual. If you two have been together for a long time, you can create some romance. If it is your first time to propose marriage, sending a bouquet made of a few corns is not as good as sending a bag of cornmeal. At least your father-in-law will think you are a real person when he sees you."

Seeing that Shen Chengyi looked unhappy, she quickly changed the subject, holding his hand while walking towards the yard and said, "There are exceptions. I like the corn you gave me. Didn't you say you would roast corn for me just now?"

Shen Chengyi's expression eased slightly when he heard her later words.

Shen Xiaohu heard the two talking about roasting corn in the house, and ran out of the house in a flash, "Second Aunt, you can also roast potatoes, roasted potatoes are also delicious, I will go down to the cellar to get you potatoes now."

"Xiao Hu, slow down." Su Yuehua saw that he was impatient and warned him worriedly.

Not long after, Shen Xiaohu ran back with a few potatoes in his arms, “Second Aunt, I’ll bake some potatoes for you.”

As he said this, he threw all the potatoes in his hand into the furnace.

Su Yuehua was surprised and said, "Xiao Hu, if you roast the potatoes like this, they will be burnt."

“Second aunt, just wait and eat. The baked potatoes are so fragrant.” Shen Xiaohu waved his hand and said confidently.

Shen Chengyi did not refute him. He took a corn stalk with a branch stuck in it and directly inserted the end of the corn into the furnace.

The three of them squatted in front of the fire and waited for a while. A burning smell came from the furnace. Su Yuehua was a little worried, "Can you two roast it like this?"

"It's okay, just wait and eat."

"Second aunt, just wait for your meal." The uncle and nephew spoke at the same time.

After waiting for a while, the corn was roasted. The whole corn was burnt and looked completely uneatable.

But Su Yuehua couldn't bear to discourage his enthusiasm, so she had to ask tentatively: "Chengyi, it's all messed up, why don't you feed it to the chickens."

Before Shen Chengyi could speak, Shen Xiaohu took out a few black roasted potatoes from the furnace like offering a treasure, "Second Aunt, the potatoes are baked."

As he said this, he was about to give it to Su Yuehua, but when his fingers touched the potato, he found it was hot and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Xiao Hu, your hand didn't get burned, did you? Why don't we stop eating and let Second Aunt get you some snacks."

As soon as Su Yuehua stood up, she saw Shen Chengyi took a corn leaf and rubbed it back and forth on the burnt corn a few times. The burnt outer shell of the corn fell off, revealing its golden original appearance and emitting an enticing fragrance.

He raised his hand and handed it to Su Yuehua, "You can eat it now, be careful of the heat."

After saying that, he peeled off the burnt skin of the potatoes. Once the skin was peeled off, the golden inside was revealed, still emitting hot steam.

Even Mrs. Rong, who was sitting on the kang in the room, was attracted by the aroma they created in the kitchen. "You guys are roasting potatoes. When we were fighting the Japanese, there was not much to eat. If we could eat a roasted potato, it would be a delicacy. It would be even better if it was paired with some pickled vegetables."

Su Yuehua picked up the corn leaves on the ground, wrapped a potato that Chen Chengyi had just peeled, and handed it to Old Lady Rong, "Grandma, be careful of the heat, you can eat it with the corn leaves as a cushion."

Bai Xiuying heard the conversation and came out of the house. She took a small bowl of pickles from the pickle jar and brought it over. "Mom, I'm going to eat the potato heartburn alone. You can eat it with the pickles."

"Good." Mrs. Rong picked up a carrot strip and placed it on the potato. She took a big bite and nodded contentedly, "This is the taste."

Seeing that Old Lady Rong was eating with relish, Su Yuehua followed her example and picked up a baked potato and started eating it with some pickled vegetable strips. The potato was sticky and fragrant with a hint of burnt aroma, and the salty and spicy taste of the radish strips immediately whetted her taste buds.

Shen Chengyi looked at Su Yuehua eating with a satisfied look on her face, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he raised his hand and rubbed her big face twice.

"Chen Chengyi, be gentler. You're rubbing my face and it's almost peeled off." Su Yuehua was chewing corn when Chen Chengyi's big hands covered with calluses came over.

How could her creamy little face bear being rubbed by Shen Chengyi's rough big hands?

"Puchi!" Li Yumei came back from the field and couldn't help laughing when she saw Su Yuehua's big painted face. "Chengyi, get a basin of water for Yuehua to wash! She has become a big cat."

After she finished speaking, she put down the tools in her hands and walked over. When she looked down, she saw Shen Xiaohu squatting on the ground with his face covered with food. She was instantly furious. "Shen Xiaohu, go wash it for me quickly. If you dirty the new clothes I gave you today, I will let your father beat you up."

Su Yuehua felt a little embarrassed by Li Yumei's smile and turned into the house.

She returned to the room, picked up the makeup mirror and looked at herself, only to see that her fair face was black.

When she thought about how she had just eaten with this big face, her face turned red, "Chen Chengyi, why didn't you tell me."

“Come and wash up.” Shen Chengyi came in with a washbasin with adjusted water temperature and placed it on the stool.

She curled her lips slightly, walked to the basin, stretched out her hand to test the water temperature, it was just right, neither too hot nor too cold. As soon as she put her hand into the basin, the clear water immediately became turbid. When she finished washing, the water was so dark that she could no longer see the big red mandarin ducks in the red ceramic washbasin.

Shen Chengyi knew that she was a germaphobe, so he turned around and poured out the dirty water in the basin, then filled another basin with water for her and asked her to wash herself clean.

Then he used the remaining water from her face wash to wash his own face.

After working in the fields all day today, Su Yuehua felt her hands were much rougher after washing. She took a little bit of the vanishing cream and carefully rubbed her hands and face. When she turned around and saw Shen Chengyi wiping his face with a towel, she felt disgusted in her heart.

She endured the pain, scooped out a fingernail-sized amount from the bottle of vanishing cream, and applied it on Shen Chengyi's wrist.

"Wife, why are you putting this stuff on my hand?" Shen Chengyi looked at the vanishing cream on the back of his hand with disgust.

Although he liked the smell of Su Yuehua very much, wouldn't it be ridiculous for a grown man like him to put something fragrant on himself?