With his wife in front of him, even if Qi Shaoqiang was made of iron, he could control himself this time.

He touched Jiang Li's long black hair, which was still a little wet, and called her softly, "Li Li, wake up. Your hair is not dry yet. Be careful not to get a headache when you sleep."

Jiang Li didn't respond, but started to sneeze.

Qi Shaoqiang had no choice but to wipe her with a dry towel, and then went to the yard to take a cold shower.

Jiang Li was awakened by the heat. The embrace from behind was hot and hard like a wall, and the sound of soft breathing was heard in her ears.

It was still early in the morning, with only a faint light, but the crowing of roosters could be heard one after another.

"Are you awake?" Shaoqiang woke up as soon as Jiang Li moved. He didn't sleep a wink last night.

With his beloved by his side, he had a very hard time enduring.

He waved his hand and Jiang Li turned over and faced him.

"Wife, now that you are awake, do we have to continue our wedding night?"

Jiang Li's face turned yellow, but before she could answer, a kiss came down on her, and the overwhelming breath surrounded her tightly.

The roller turned and the grinding mill was working without any instruction from Qi Shaoqiang. He put his big hand on Jiang Li's waist.

The air is slightly cool in the early morning, causing slight shivers when the skin is exposed.

There was heat in her chest and coolness behind her. Jiang Li was pressed in the middle and could not move, so she could only endure it passively.

Jiang Li's scalp went numb as she felt something hard pressing against her. In her previous life, she was the best driver online, but when it came to actual driving, she became weak.

She pushed Qi Shaoqiang's chest with both hands and was kissed by him all over, "Don't."

But Qi Shaoqiang was unwilling to let her go. He pulled her hand down and placed it on her abdominal muscles. "Wife, be good and help me."

Jiang Li felt confused about the broad shoulders, narrow waist and mermaid figure, but she felt that she was following his intention.

The wooden board beneath her creaked and from outside came the sound of Chen Xianyun sweeping the floor. Jiang Li was agitated and a hot current surged from her body, and a pool of red liquid wet the bamboo mat.

Feeling the wetness under him, his eyes fell on the red color. Qi Shaoqiang had no choice but to stop the fire. He was so angry that he bit Jiang Li's shoulder lightly, "Wife, are you kidding me!"

Although she complained like this, she still jumped up and quickly changed the bed sheets, fetched water for Jiang Li to wash, and found some clean clothes for her.

Jiang Li felt a little embarrassed and said, "I'll do it myself."

"It's just a small matter. Just figure out how to compensate me." Qi Shao slapped Jiang Li's face and took a deep breath to suppress her.

If this happens again, he will become a eunuch sooner or later.

"Your stomach aches. I'll make you a bowl of brown sugar boiled eggs."

Jiang Li nodded, her lower abdomen aching. In fact, she had grown up very badly. Jiang Changsheng and Xu Shuzhen both doted on their daughter and never took advantage of Jiang Li's food.

But after her mother passed away, Jiang Li was treated badly. Once when she was menstruating, she was forced to wash clothes by the stream. After she accidentally fell into the water, she was left with dysmenorrhea.

Looking at Jiang Li's pale face, Qi Shaoqiang felt sorry for her and touched her cheek, "Lie down and rest, don't move."

He went out of the door holding the dirty sheets and clothes, and ran into Chen Xianyun who was lighting a fire in the kitchen to make breakfast.

Chen Xianyun had sharp eyes. He noticed the red color immediately. His old face turned red and he slapped Qi Shaoqiang hard. "Be careful, kid. The difference is too big. Don't bully your wife without knowing the consequences."

Qi Shaoqiang knew she had misunderstood, but he had no choice but to explain, "Mom, where's the brown sugar at home? Cook a bowl for Pear."

"Inside the counter," Chen Xianyun turned over, "Li Zi looks thin, she needs to eat more.

It's still early, don't call her, let her sleep a little longer."

Jiang Li had not originally intended to stay in bed, but her stomach felt a little uncomfortable, so after drinking some brown sugar water, she fell asleep again in a daze.

When I woke up again, I found that the sheets hung out to dry in the yard were blown by the wind. Chen Xianyun was picking soybeans under the eaves, saying that he wanted to grind them into tofu.

"Mom, let's eat this dried chicken stew," Jiang Li took the chicken given by Qin Xiaoting, sprayed the fragrance on her nose, and it was obviously a good thing.

"Okay, stewed potatoes or stewed tofu?"

"Let's stew tofu."

The Qi family had their own stone mill, which they used to grind tofu. Qi Shaoqiang washed it with clean water, pulled it over, and pushed the mill in circles.

The weather was too hot, so he simply took off his shirt. Beads of sweat hung on his strong upper body, and his black hair was wet and hung on his forehead.

Chen Xianyun held a small basin of pre-soaked beans and added a spoonful of them into the hole of the millstone from time to time.

Jiang Li was fascinated by her. With such beauty and diligence, she really married the right person. She would eat a few more bowls of rice just to see this face.

"My mom is really good at making tofu. You can try it later and see if it's delicious," Chen Xianyun added braising water into the large pot. The fine soy milk was bubbling and slowly solidified in the braising water.

"Li Zi, have some soy milk," Old Mrs. Qi added sugar to a large bowl of soy milk that she had reserved in advance. She liked to drink sweet things.

Jiang Li drank a bowl of steaming soy milk. The beans were from her own family plot, and the aroma was rich and sweet to the heart.

For lunch, we had dried chicken stewed with fried tofu. We cut the freshly made tofu into small pieces and fried them until both sides were golden brown.

Then put it into the pot together with the chopped chicken. Let it simmer slowly in the clay pot. Just add a pinch of salt and don't add anything else.

After the tofu has absorbed enough chicken soup, sprinkle some chopped green onions on it. The aroma is so fragrant that anyone with a nose can smell it.

"Grandma, I want to eat meat, I want to eat meat..." Zhuang Xiaobao rolled on the ground after smelling the aroma of chicken from next door.

As soon as he started, all the children in the house started to make a fuss, crying and clamoring for meat.

"Chen Xianyun, that bastard, had a feast yesterday and cooked meat today. Eat, eat, eat, how could he eat her to death!" Zhao Xiangyu walked to the edge of the courtyard wall, holding her waist and cursing.

But because of the high wall, the Jiang family didn't hear anything, so she just wasted her saliva by cursing.

Cheng Yanyan's eyes rolled, "Mom, let's cook meat for lunch. Do you have any fat meat at home?"

She saw it all that day, her brother-in-law brought two pieces of pork belly home, which were hidden by Zhao Xiangyu.

"Eat, eat, eat. You are the reincarnation of a starving ghost. Have you eaten enough and have you worn enough?

This family eats meat every three or four days, don't they stop? Why aren't you as active in the fields? "

Zhao Xiangyu was very dissatisfied. The pregnant girl in the second family was like a bottomless pit. She wanted to eat everything she saw. It was really unlucky to marry her.

"Mom, we adults are busy eating, and the child is still growing." Wu Meili knew that Zhao Xiangyu would agree, so she quickly pulled the child over as a cover.

"Come on! You ate pork yesterday and you want to eat it again today. What conditions at home allow you to be so arrogant? Hurry up and cook."

Zhao Xiangyu agreed. The pork was brought back by his old son, so of course it should be reserved for his old son to cook for himself. The two older grandsons should also have some. Why should these little girls eat it too?

When Wu Meili saw her mother-in-law pointing her finger at her, she shrank back in fear, "The sun is so high, why hasn't my fourth sister-in-law gotten up yet? It's her turn to cook today."