Jiang Baizhou had no intention of stopping Jiayu from dressing up. He changed into a white shirt and suit pants, with a belt around his waist. His hair was combed up, revealing his smooth forehead.
Since his wife is beautiful, he must also be handsome to match her.
As Song Jiayu was about to go out, she looked at her husband with a brand new look, her eyes sparkling. The man on the street was as beautiful as jade, and the young man was unparalleled in the world. This must be what she meant by Jiang Baizhou at this moment.
He is a reserved nobleman, but also has the temperament of a scholar.
It really makes Song Jiayu, who loves beauty, fall in love with every one of them.
"If the two of us go out, we will definitely rock the streets." Song Jiayu was not exaggerating. In this gray age, two people with extremely good looks will be particularly eye-catching if they dress a little better.
"At least others can see that we are a couple." Jiang Baizhou had no requirements for dressing up. He just wanted to match Song Jiayu, and the wife should follow the husband's lead.
Before going out, Song Jiayu remembered that she had not yet infused the bean sprouts, leeks, green vegetable seeds, and peanut seeds with wood-type supernatural energy, so she asked Jiang Baizhou to go next door and tell Jiang's mother first, and the two of them met at the gate of the compound.
"Grow up well!" Song Jiayu allocated a little wood energy to each one.
After leaving the room, close the door and lock it.
Clapping her hands, Song Jiayu turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
Just then, a fair-looking man in a Zhongshan suit, carrying a lot of things, stepped over the threshold. His eyes were attracted by the beautiful color and he subconsciously took a breath, as if he smelled the fragrance of some flowers.
Wu Li stood at the gate of the compound, following their gaze, and naturally saw her and Jiang Baizhou.
When he returned home, his wife was surprised to see him back. She poured him some water and prepared hot water. He must have not had a good rest as he had just returned from a business trip.
While enjoying himself, Wu Li couldn't let go of that figure, so he asked, "Are there new residents in our compound?"
Chen Juan shook her head. "No, the house next to the Wang family's near the compound has been empty and no one lives there. But Jiang Baizhou just married a new wife from the countryside. She doesn't do anything all day and is always with Aunt Li."
"Tsk"
Wu Li was very dissatisfied that such a bright flower was actually taken by the sickly Jiang Baizhou.
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"Ahhh—"
Jiang Baizhou sneezed loudly.
Song Jiayu was a little worried: "Are you sick? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Don't worry, it's just the tip of my nose that's itchy. I'm fine, don't worry." Jiang Baizhou held Song Jiayu's hand.
This time when returning to Lushan Village, they first took the bus back to Dongming Commune. They didn't bring much stuff with them, and in order to exercise Jiang Baizhou's body, Song Jiayu did not wait to ride in the old village chief's ox cart, but walked for half an hour and returned to Lushan Village.
Song Beiwang, who had been guarding the village gate early in the morning, threw away the grass roots in his mouth and ran towards his elder sister. He obviously felt annoyed by being suppressed by his elder sister, but when his elder sister was not in his daily life, the longing for her was like the dark clouds in the sky when it was about to rain, gathering more and more.
"Sister, can you stay at home for a few days now that you're back today?" Song Beiwang asked, avoiding his brother-in-law's gaze.
Well, it's not impossible to stay at home for two days. She still has her room at home. However, Song Jiayu looked at the pair of auspicious eyes that seemed to be trying to keep him, and felt reluctant to let him go. She patted her little brother's head and said, "I'll come home when I have time. By the way, are my parents in the mountains?"
The closer it gets to the time when the crops in the fields mature, the more patiently you have to wait, depending on the weather. However, the most anxious ones are the old village chief and the team leader. When it comes to the actual harvest, then it becomes really busy, and it takes a whole month to finish. But before the harvest, there are still two days of leisurely days.
At this time, the people in Lushan Village like to run into the mountains, where they can hunt good prey, pick up some wild chestnuts, eat wild mulberries, as well as wild wood ear mushrooms, yams, and so on.
"When you go there, they also say that you will be going home today and they want to get some more mountain products for you to take with you," said Song Beiwang.
Song Jiayu received the love from Song Demin and Zhao Qiuqin, her parents, and was very touched. She was really lucky to be able to travel through time and space and become Song Jiayu.
"Let's go home." Song Jiayu smiled.
Today, the Song family is just like they were three days ago. They have cleaned up well. Their two granddaughters and their two grandsons-in-law are coming, so they can’t lose face.
"Grandpa, grandma, uncle, aunt, my sister and brother-in-law are back." Song Beiwang announced loudly before he even entered the door.
A group of people came out of the main room soon. Old Mrs. Song and Old Man Song were in front, while Song Quanqing and Wei Meihua were behind. They didn't look very happy when they saw Song Jiayu and Jiang Baizhou coming first.
"Jia Yu, are you back?" Old Man Song asked first.
"You're back, haven't you? Look at your clothes. It seems you're living well in the county." Old Mrs. Song also likes her granddaughter Jiayu, but everything has to be compared. Compared with her eldest son's family and Song Xiulan, she has to step back.
Song Jiayu smiled cheerfully and took out the two pieces of gray and dark green cloth she had brought. She had some filial piety towards Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, but not much. She said, "This is a small gift from Bai Zhou and me. Your clothes are old, too. Use this cloth to make two new sets of clothes."
Old Mrs. Song was happy. The color of the fabric was obviously suitable for them. "Well, good. It's better for you two to live a good life."
"Of course, Bai Zhou and I will be fine. I'll go back to my room first and come out later to have a good chat with grandpa and grandma."
After hearing what Song Jiayu said, how could the two elders who had just received respect from their younger generation not respond?
Arriving at the familiar room, it was no different from before she got married. Jiang Baizhou placed the other things in his hands on the table. Song Beiwang opened it and found a can of malted milk inside. She asked, "Sister, what does malted milk taste like?"
"You'll know what it tastes like when you drink it later." Song Jiayu's body had never drunk malted milk before. It could only be said that malted milk was a rare thing, and only people in the city were lucky enough to get a ticket to buy it. Village people...don't even think about it.
She just realized that there was this precious thing among the things Jiang Baizhou prepared. However, since he bought it and gave it to her, she might as well drink it. Compared with the malted milk, the remaining brown sugar and some egg cakes and peach cakes seemed nothing.
Song Jiayu: ...Alas, I’ll be scolded when I come back!
Sure enough, when Song Demin and Zhao Qiuqin came back with the basket on their backs and saw the things on the table, Zhao Qiuqin started to curse at the person she was targeting - Song Jiayu.
"What did I tell you before we got married? You're going to bring home so many good things. Will people point fingers at you and say you're draining your husband's family to support your own family? You've spent so much money, and you're not going to be able to make a living in the future?"
Before Song Jiayu could say anything, Jiang Baizhou, who felt sorry for his wife, said, "Mom, I bought all these. Jiayu doesn't know anything about them. Don't be angry. I only make 30 yuan a month now, which is enough for Jiayu to live a good life."
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