Li Ergou happily left with the bag of chestnuts. Lu Xiao cleaned up the dishes and cut the piece of wild boar meat left over from the meat buns at noon into small pieces and stewed them in the pot. Of course, Jiang Wanwan still had to do the stewing process, and he was only responsible for lighting the fire.
When he had almost finished burning the fire, he returned to the room and found the little woman lying on the table writing something.
The dim oil lamp illuminated her small face, which looked focused and serious. Her profile with perfect curves made people unable to look away.
He didn't know how long he looked at it, but when Jiang Wanwan turned her head, he came back to his senses and coughed lightly, "Are you writing a letter home?"
She seemed to rarely talk about her family matters. Lu Xiao walked over casually and sat opposite her.
Jiang Wanwan didn't look up and just hummed without explaining further.
She didn't write this letter to her family. Du Jiaming's visit today reminded Jiang Wanwan of something.
The Du family came from a capitalist background. When the movement first started, they were accused and their property was confiscated. All their property was handed over to the state. However, Mr. Du was far-sighted and had hidden a box of valuables long before that. Du Jiaming made his fortune with this box of treasures.
Now that she is married to Lu Xiao, she will definitely not create a strong enemy for Lu Xiao. Some things are better to be nipped in the bud.
She remembered that the book had written about the approximate location of the box of treasures. While the movement was still going on, she wanted to make a contribution to the country. She believed that after this letter of complaint was sent out, someone would take it seriously.
Jiang Wanwan finished writing the letter and looked up to see the man still sitting across from her. He folded the letter and put it into an envelope while asking, "What's up?"
His face was gloomy. Who had provoked him again?
Lu Xiao pursed his lips, watched her put the letter away and shook his head, "I'll go get some glue for you," then he got up and left the room.
Jiang Wanwan looked puzzled. After the man brought the hot paste to her, she couldn't help but ask him, "Are you unhappy?"
"No."
The answer is clear and concise: I am unhappy, but why?
My little husband really loves to throw tantrums.
"ah--"
Jiang Wanwan exclaimed, and the man who was about to leave suddenly turned around, "What's wrong?"
"I got burned," she said pitifully, raising her tender white little hand for him to see.
The light in the room was dim. Lu Xiao took a few steps forward, grabbed her little hand, and saw that her fingertips were red.
Damn him, why didn't he warn her when the paste was so hot? "Wait, I'll find some ointment for you."
The moment he turned around, his arm was grabbed again. He saw Jiang Wanwan blinking her big eyes and asking innocently and aggrievedly, "Are you sure we have ointment at home?"
Lu Xiao was stunned. His family really didn't have anything like that. Before Jiang Wanwan came, their home could be described as bare and bare. They even had only pickles for meals. How could they possibly have something like burn ointment?
"I'll buy it for you," there is a barefoot doctor in the village, so he should have it there.
"But I'm in so much pain, I can't bear you to go buy some ointment," she said, her voice even more aggrieved, but her eyes were bright and cunning, and she raised her hand in front of him, "Isn't it said that saliva can reduce inflammation and relieve pain? Otherwise, you can help me treat it."
The man's attention was all on her little hand. He didn't notice the calculation in the little woman's eyes at all. He just felt that the soft and white little hand in front of him was really painful when it turned red. He subconsciously opened his mouth and put the finger in his mouth. After he put it in his mouth, both of them were stunned.
Her fingers were as soft as she was. When I gently swept them with the tip of my tongue, her fingertips felt smooth and tender, as if I were holding a piece of tofu. Even the fragrance from her body went straight into my nostrils.
Jiang Wanwan suffered even more. She had wanted to tease him because he was unhappy, but now she felt the warmth of his mouth and the tip of his tongue brushing against her fingers. It was so sensitive that she couldn't help but shiver. This feeling...
She quickly pulled her fingers back and turned her face away awkwardly, "Okay."
Lu Xiao also looked away uncomfortably, "Then... then you be careful, I... I'll go check on the meat... check on the meat, it seems to be almost done..."
Hearing the man's hurried footsteps and his almost fleeing back, Jiang Wanwan felt less embarrassed and suddenly laughed.
It turns out that as long as I'm not embarrassed, others will be embarrassed. How can he be so cute?
The man who had already walked out of the house heard the little woman's laughter, and his steps slowly stopped, and the heat on his face also cooled down.
She just thinks it's fun to tease herself, and thinks it's fun to say those words, do those imaginative things, and make herself look bad. So in her eyes, he is just a pet that can be teased and played with?
Otherwise, why had she never told him about her family? Did her family know about such a big thing as marriage? Was that what she was writing about?
Lu Xiao felt very upset. He told himself not to think too much. She was so good to him, to this family, and to his mother. She just wanted to live with him sincerely. But at the same time, a voice reminded him that she was a city person and her whole family was from the city. They looked down on him as a bad guy from the country. Sooner or later, the white swan would fly away. She was only with him because she had no place to stay.
The two little men kept fighting in his mind. He glanced at the sky irritably. The dark night sky didn't even have a star, just like his mood at the moment, without a trace of light.
Jiang Wanwan was in a good mood at the moment. Seeing Lu Xiao went out, she thought he was going to his nightlife again and started looking for something.
Autumn harvest is hard work, tiring and exhausting, so nutrition must be maintained.
There was milk powder in the two-bedroom apartment, but it was all in small packaging bags. The original owner happened to have an empty malted milk bucket, so Jiang Wanwan opened the packages of milk powder and poured them into the bucket.
As a corporate slave who often works overtime, snacks are indispensable. There are biscuits, bread, cakes, peach cakes, potato chips and other snacks in the two-bedroom apartment. After thinking about it, I took some biscuits and peach cakes. Of course, they were all packaged.
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