Jiang Chunlin put his hands on the edge of the carriage and jumped down, walking towards Shen Qinghe.
Qi Qingmei took a few steps back to avoid being affected by Jiang Chunlin's beating of Shen Qinghe.
As a result, Jiang Chunlin picked up the snakeskin bag in Shen Qinghe's hand and put it in the car, then jumped back into the car.
I didn't even ask what Shen Qinghe bought.
Qi Qingmei widened her eyes, and then thought again, guessing that Jiang Chunlin and others would go home to deal with Shen Qinghe. After all, if he beat Shen Qinghe in front of so many people, he would lose face.
Liang Lu also looked at Shen Qinghe with sympathy. It would be a shame if such a beautiful woman was beaten to death!
Shen Qinghe didn't know that the aunt and sister-in-law had already mentally rehearsed a scenario in which she would be beaten eight times a day by Jiang Chunlin.
The tractor was quite high, so she grabbed the edge of the vehicle with both hands, put her feet on the tires first and then climbed up.
There were more than a dozen people sitting in the carriage. Shen Qinghe looked around and sat next to Jiang Chunlin.
After Qi Qingmei and Liang Lu got on the carriage, Zhou Dongchang cranked the handle a few times, and the tractor started to rumble and emit a few puffs of black smoke as it drove towards Taoyuan Commune.
The mechanized farming road is uneven, and the running tractor can shake a person's bones apart.
There were people on both sides, and Shen Qinghe had nowhere to hold on to. When the car shook her down, she decisively fell towards Jiang Chunlin.
"Sit tight!" Jiang Chunlin held Shen Qinghe's shoulders steadily with his hands like large pincers. He looked at her without any sympathy. Instead, he glanced at her with eyes as stupid as a pig.
After stabilizing Shen Qinghe's body, Jiang Chunlin let go of her hand and moved to the side, as if he had nothing to do with Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe took a deep breath and said to herself: This is the character's nature, so inhumane. It's not targeting me specifically. Don't be angry. If I get sick from anger, no one will be able to replace me.
Qi Qingmei felt happy seeing Jiang Chunlin's cold attitude towards Shen Qinghe.
Glancing at the snakeskin bag at Jiang Chunlin's feet, Qi Qingmei deliberately said loudly, "Jiang Chunlin, everyone in the village envies you for your strength. You can do the work of two people and get the highest work points."
"It is said that men are the targets for making money, and women are the boxes that manage money. But if the box cannot manage money well, men will not be able to save money even if they work themselves to death."
While speaking, Qi Qingmei deliberately glanced at the snakeskin bag several times, motioning Jiang Chunlin to see what good things Shen Qinghe had bought. If she was such a spendthrift, he would definitely beat her to death.
Jiang Chunlin raised his eyelids and glanced at Qi Qingmei coldly.
Qi Qingmei was delighted. As long as she could attract his attention, she would not be unaware that her family was ruined by Shen Qinghe.
Of course, Qi Qingmei didn’t care whether Jiang Chunlin’s family was defeated or not. She only cared whether Jiang Chunlin would beat Shen Qinghe.
The character she gave Jiang Chunlin in the book is cold and heartless, without any human touch, and he would start beating people up at the slightest disagreement. She couldn't wait to see with her own eyes how the scumbag husband she gave to Shen Qinghe would torture her.
"How my wife spends my money is my business, not yours. If you're envious, find a target for your box to spend money on, and stop meddling in my family's business!"
Qi Qingmei's eyes widened in shock. He actually scolded her like this in front of everyone? !
Then, she thought again, isn't this the character she set for Jiang Chunlin?
Although feeling aggrieved, Qi Qingmei dared not provoke Jiang Chunlin again, for fear that he would beat her if they disagreed.
When Qi Qingmei spoke, Shen Qinghe was really afraid that Jiang Chunlin would be mean to her in public, but she didn't expect that he was so nice and knew how to save her face.
Shen Qinghe lowered her eyes and inadvertently saw Jiang Chunlin's shoes, and her body froze.
These shoes are the same as that man's shoes.
He was the man who sold medicinal herbs next door to her. I don’t know if he recognized her.
In the summer, riding a tractor is uncomfortable except for the bumps, but it is still very comfortable to feel the wind blowing on your body when the tractor is running.
Shen Qinghe looked at Jiang Chunlin boldly, only to see that his eyes were calm, no different from before, and he seemed not to recognize her.
The tractor stopped at Taoyuan Commune. Zhou Dongchang jumped down from the driver's seat and said to the people getting off, "If you are not in a hurry, wait for me. After the people from the commune cafeteria unload the things, I will take you back to the village."
"Thank you, Uncle Dongchang." Liang Lu smiled, "We are not in a hurry."
Zhou Dongchang nodded and turned to look at Jiang Chunlin inquiringly.
Jiang Chunlin said, "We have something else to do, so we'll leave first."
Zhou Dongchang said he understood, and when he saw the people from the commune canteen coming over, he asked them to unload the things.
Jiang Chunlin picked up the snakeskin bag and looked at Shen Qinghe.
Shen Qinghe understood and followed Jiang Chunlin towards Taoyuan Village.
In fact, she wanted to take a bus back, but she didn't dare to resist when she met Jiang Chunlin's cold eyes.
Jiang Chunlin is a man of few words and has a cold personality, so naturally he would not take the initiative to talk to Shen Qinghe.
When they were halfway there, Shen Qinghe hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "Jiang Chunlin, how about we make a deal?"
Jiang Chunlin turned his head and looked at Shen Qinghe in confusion. He said nothing, but signaled her to continue speaking with his eyes.
Shen Qinghe smiled and said flatteringly, "Everyone in the village says that you are very good at fighting. Can you teach me? If you are willing to teach me, I will not share the money you make from selling medicinal herbs in the future."
"These are the herbs I picked originally." Jiang Chunlin snorted coldly.
Shen Qinghe's face turned red, and she said forcefully, "Then I am not your wife now, and you just said that you are the target who makes money, and the money earned by the target should naturally be given to Xia Zi."
Jiang Chunlin lowered his eyes and glanced at the snakeskin bag. He was puzzled yesterday as to why it smelled spicy. Now he understood that she was selling it as food.
Naturally, he would not ask Shen Qinghe for money. It is natural for a man to earn money and spend it on his wife, but if a man asks his wife for money, is he still a man?
Did he know?
Shen Qinghe was frightened by Jiang Chunlin's eyes, but fortunately he just glanced at the snakeskin bag unconsciously and didn't say much.
"I can teach you, what's the benefit?"
Shen Qinghe gritted her teeth and looked at Jiang Chunlin's strong arms exposed. Since he had the reputation of being a village bully, he must be good at fighting.
Although she had learned Taekwondo, she had never fought in actual combat. Her first combat was with Qi Qingmei in a sack.
There is still a gap between theory and practice.
Since she plans to work in the black market, she must be able to prepare for any unexpected events.
Qi Qingmei's words at the county supply and marketing cooperative made her alarm bells go off. There were many thieves in this day and age, and it would not be a good thing to be targeted by someone.
In the novels she had read in the 1970s, there were many cases of rich people being targeted by bad guys and then killed and their property robbed.
"What benefit do you want?"
Jiang Chunlin looked her up and down, "I haven't thought about it yet, but no matter what I ask in the future, you have to agree to it!"
"Yes, but only one thing."
Are you kidding? If he asked her to agree to something just because he remembered it, it would be the same as selling her to him.
"Okay!" Jiang Chunlin nodded, carrying the snakeskin bag and walking away.
In order to keep up with him, Shen Qinghe had to jog after every two steps she took.
When she got home, Shen Qinghe took out all the food. Seeing Jiang Chunlin looking at her, she deliberately said, "I love to eat. I couldn't help myself when I saw these foods."
Jiang Chunlin looked at Shen Qinghe meaningfully, not understanding the meaning of her trying to cover up her mistake.
He recognized her at first sight, and judging by the look in her eyes, she should have recognized him as well.
Jiang Chunlin was too lazy to expose Shen Qinghe's little trick and went to the yard to wash his face.
"Jiang Chunlin, can you do me a favor?"
Jiang Chunlin was squatting in the yard washing his face when he saw Shen Qinghe squatting opposite him, smiling at him ingratiatingly.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Chunlin wrung out the towel and wiped the sweat from his neck.
Inexplicably, Shen Qinghe recalled the night of their wedding when she had her arms around his neck...
Shen Qinghe coughed lightly and stopped looking at Jiang Chunlin. "Can you help me take the glutinous rice to the millstone of the brigade and grind it into powder? Teach me how to use the millstone, and I will do it myself next time."
Jiang Chunlin looked at her like an idiot, "You came from outer space?"
She must have done this kind of thing a lot in her mother's family, so how come she can't do anything after entering his house?
If she hadn't been so skilled in making tea and meals, he would have suspected that they were the same person.
"That medicine has side effects. I can't remember a lot of things." Shen Qinghe didn't know how to explain, so she could only flatter.
Jiang Chunlin glanced at Shen Qinghe's small body. The medicine had no effect on him afterwards, but everyone's physique is different. Perhaps her small body could not withstand the aftereffects of the medicine.
"I'll go after dinner."
"I'll go cook now." Shen Qinghe stood up happily and ran towards the kitchen.
Watching the slender waist twisting back and forth, Jiang Chunlin felt a fire rising in his abdomen. He quickly splashed cold water on his face to suppress the fire.
Shen Qinghe had just finished cooking when He Xiuyun and the others came back.
When I saw the rolled-out white flour pancakes, the fried greasy potato shreds, and the greasy cold cucumber shreds on the chopping board, I suddenly felt like I had a heart attack.
If you keep eating like this, you will be poor all your life!
Jiang Jianguo was afraid that He Xiuyun would say something to spoil the fun, so he pulled her arm and signaled her not to say anything.
He Xiuyun glanced at the fourth brother, then at Shen Qinghe's flat belly, and said nothing.
After dinner, Jiang Chunlin carried the glutinous rice bought by Shen Qinghe to the brigade, and Shen Qinghe followed him with a towel and a green water bottle.
"See? Qinghe follows Chunlin wherever he goes. The relationship between the couple is getting better and better. There are some things that should be ignored when necessary." Jiang Jianguo said to He Xiuyun as he looked at the couple who left home one after another.
He Xiuyun sighed, "Isn't it for the fourth brother to save the money I save?"
Jiang Jianguo didn't think that far ahead. He first stabilized Shen Qinghe and stopped her from running. Then he could do the rest!
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