Author: Mu Shenghua

"Which leg is numb?" he asked in a low voice.

Jiang Miao only felt the numbness in her legs, which was extremely ecstatic. When she moved a little, it was like an ant crossing the border, and she answered honestly: "Left leg."

Cheng Huai knelt down and responded in a low voice.

Immediately afterwards, the man's generous and warm hands held her left calf and gently massaged it.

Jiang Miao subconsciously shrank her legs and widened her eyes. This unfamiliar touch made her feel wary.

Sensing Jiang Miao shrinking her legs, Cheng Huai quickly held it down, his expression as cold as ever, "Don't move."

"Oh." Jiang Miao responded honestly, feeling the strength of his massage and feeling a little comfortable, which was on par with the masseur's skills.

Cheng Huai patiently kneaded her left leg, pinching from the bend of the knee down, all the way to the ankle, and then continued from the top. Although the movements were intimate, they were not excessive in the slightest. Jiang Miao suddenly relaxed in her heart.

Seeing her eyes closed, as if she was enjoying herself, Cheng Huai stopped and looked up at her: "Are you still numb?"

Jiang Miao immediately opened her eyes and shrank her legs: "I'm not numb anymore, thank you."

Cheng Huai then stood up, looked away from her legs, and then left the room.

Jiang Miao rested for a while and heard a sound in the opposite room. She knew it was Dabao and Xiaobao who had woken up from their nap, so she got out of bed to see them.

"Mother! Mother!"

Cheng Dabao and Cheng Xiaobao saw Jiang Miao as soon as they opened their eyes. They were both very happy and stretched out their hands to hug her.

Jiang Miao picked up Cheng Dabao, patted his buttocks naturally and asked him to stand up, and then went to pick up Cheng Xiaobao.

"Mom, Dabao is hungry." Cheng Dabao twisted his buttocks and rubbed against Jiang Miao, holding Jiang Miao's neck with both hands.

Not to be outdone, Cheng Xiaobao walked up to his mother and grinned: "Xiaobao, I'm also...hungry."

Jiang Miao was made to feel soft by the coquettish voices of the two children, and she said with a smile: "Then I will take you to find grandma, and you will have something to eat."

After getting them out of bed and putting on their shoes, Jiang Miao led them to the backyard.

Seeing Yu Ying stuffing cabbage into the jar, Jiang Miao asked: "Mom, Dabao and Xiaobao are hungry, is there anything to eat?"

Yu Ying couldn't put down the work she was doing, so she pointed to the door of the kitchen and said, "Yes, they are all warming in the pot on the stove. You put a cloth across the ends and be careful not to burn your hands."

"Okay." Jiang Miao let go of Dabao and Xiaobao's hands and touched their heads, "Dabao and Xiaobao, stand here and don't wander around. Mom will bring you food."

The two children nodded obediently and followed Jiang Miao eagerly.

Cheng Huai was chopping firewood. When he heard Yu Ying talking, he put down his axe, washed his hands and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Miao found the heat-insulating cloth, opened the lid of the pot, and was about to pick it up when she saw Cheng Huai's tall figure barging in.

He took the cloth from her hand and quickly brought out two bowls of rice cereal.

Jiang Miao looked at him and found that he was a rough guy with a cold face and a warm heart. Although he seemed to be indifferent, he still had the same things to do.

Jiang Miao didn't say anything, but walked out with the rice cereal. Cheng Huai went to move two short stools. Jiang Miao put the rice cereal, and Cheng Dabao and Cheng Xiaobao took the initiative to come over and sit down, and started eating obediently.

"Miao girl, watch them eat, don't let them drop the rice cereal on the floor." Yu Ying said while busy with the matter at hand.

Jiang Miao nodded and went to get a wooden spoon and sat on the edge to keep watch while Cheng Huai continued to chop firewood.

They were busy until the sun went down, and the family finished their meal. While there was still light, Yu Ying went to the river with unwashed clothes, while Cheng Huai walked back and forth in the yard with his two children.

Jiang Miao followed for a while and then stayed away. She didn't eat much, fearing that she would be hungry in the middle of the night if she walked around any longer.

The evening wind was quite cool, and it felt particularly comfortable on the face. When Yu Ying came back from washing clothes, Cheng Huai closed the door and went to wash up with the big and small babies in his arms.

Jiang Miao really wanted to take a bath. She had never taken a bath since she came here. Although she didn't sweat, it felt uncomfortable to go without a bath for a few days.

Especially for someone like her who used to take a shower every day, it was even more painful.

Seeing Cheng Huai bring water into the house, Jiang Miao stopped thinking immediately. It was drought now, so it would be good to have water.

She quickly ran forward to hold the wooden basin, "Cheng Huai, I can do it myself."

Seeing her thin arms and legs, Cheng Huai was stunned to carry the water to the edge, then turned around and gave her a washcloth.

Jiang Miao took the handkerchief, wetted it, and quickly finished washing it. Then she took the wooden basin and poured it into the footbath next to it, and sat on the edge to take off her shoes and socks.

Cheng Huai looked at her in silence without saying a word. When she finished washing her feet, he looked back belatedly and realized that he had begun to look at her feet so blatantly.

He clenched his fingers involuntarily, his eyes flickered slightly, and he walked over and carried the water out.

Jiang Miao ran to bed and lay down. Cheng Huai poured some water and came in, closed the door, then went to get straw mats and quilts to spread them, and soon blew out the candles and lay down.

The room was quiet, and the breathing of the two people could be clearly heard. Jiang Miao opened her eyes and stared at the dark place in a daze for a while, then turned to look under the bed, "Cheng Huai, can you take me up the mountain with you tomorrow?"

His breathing was not steady, so he probably wasn't asleep.

She wanted to go out as soon as possible and at least find a way out. She felt uneasy staying at home to recuperate.

The man turned over and said nothing.

Jiang Miao also turned over, lying on the bedside, and explained: "I want to pick dates by myself, and I also want to work with you, okay?"

"Um."

Jiang Miao was delighted: "Thank you."

Cheng Huai closed his eyes and slept quietly.

At the beginning of the next day, Cheng Huai opened his eyes, stood up and put away the straw mat and quilt.

Thinking of Jiang Miao's request last night, she walked to the bed and gave Jiang Miao a gentle push.

Before she woke up, Cheng Huai hesitated for a moment, stretched out a finger and poked her arm, "Jiang Miao, you're up."

"Cheng Huai, are you up?" Yu Ying knocked on the door outside. There was not much movement, but it was enough to wake Jiang Miao up.

Jiang Miao opened her eyes and saw a slightly dark face with a long scar across her forehead. She was in a daze for a moment.

He quickly sat up and said hello as usual: "Good morning."

Seeing that she was awake, Cheng Huai opened the door and went out.

It seemed to be getting late. Afraid that Cheng Huai wouldn't wait for her, Jiang Miao hurriedly got out of bed to get dressed and ran outside immediately, "Mom, where is Cheng Huai?"

Yu Ying was lighting a fire under the stove and turned to look at her: "Why did you get up so early? Did mother disturb you?"

Jiang Miao shook her head: "No, mother, where is Cheng Huai? He promised to take me up the mountain last night."

Yu Ying took the thatch to light the fire, stood up, pointed in her direction and said with a smile: "It's right behind you."

Jiang Miao turned her head, and saw a tall and powerful man standing in front of her, with his sleeves rolled up, his thick arms showing obvious veins, and holding a hoe covered in soil.
Chapter completed!