Chapter 27 Zao Tian

Author: Mu Shenghua

Chapter 27 Zao Tian

"Mom..." Jiang Miao felt that her face was extremely hot.

It was obvious that she was just being shaken by a rough man, but she blushed like this, which was really promising.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you two."

Yu Ying didn't smile as she spoke, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise up, and she fanned the wind happily with a cattail leaf fan.

After resting for a while, Yu Ying carried Dabao and Xiaobao to sleep in the house, while Cheng Huai went to get a straw hat and cloth bag.

Seeing that he was about to go out, Jiang Miao was no longer shy and quickly asked: "Cheng Huai, are you going up the mountain?"

There was a bit of expectation in the woman's eyes. Cheng Huai nodded, walked over and put the straw hat on her head.

"Let's go." A rough voice fell in her ears, and Jiang Miao raised her head happily, "Take me with you too?"

She thought he wouldn't take her out in such a bright sun.

He lowered his eyes and responded: "Yes."

The two of them went out one after another. Aunt Li saw it and said hello with a smile: "Jiang Miao, where are you going with Cheng Huai on such a hot day?"

Seeing her holding a handful of leeks and washing them, Jiang Miao said enthusiastically, "Let's go up the mountain. Aunt Li, would you like to make dumplings for lunch?"

Aunt Li nodded cheerfully: "Yes, I will make dumplings stuffed with leek and cabbage for lunch. Later, I will bring a bowl to your mother and let you try my aunt's cooking."

People in the village have good relations, and it is common to send dumplings to each other. Jiang Miao smiled and praised: "Of course there is nothing to say about my aunt's craftsmanship. My mother often praises her at home."

"No wonder your mother said you have a sweet mouth! I was so praised that I couldn't stop talking about it!" Aunt Li smiled angrily, waved her hand, and continued washing leeks, "You guys go up the mountain, I have to be busy too."

"Then let's go first, Aunt Li." Jiang Miao raised her hand and pressed the edge of her straw hat, and continued walking with Cheng Huai.

When they reached the entrance to the mountain, Cheng Huai did not take Jiang Miao up the mountain, but turned around and went to another place.

Jiang Miao was confused for a moment, but didn't ask. She just hurriedly followed him, reached out to grab his clothes, and followed him obediently.

The familiar numbness in his waist came again. Cheng Huai reflexively wanted to speed up his pace, but soon slowed down.

Jiang Miao can't walk fast. If he walks fast, she won't be able to keep up.

When we arrived at the place, it was an ordinary room, but there were some grass roots drying in the dustpan outside, and a strong medicinal smell wafted out of the room.

Jiang Miao immediately recognized this as the home of Mr. Li, where Cheng Huai had brought her to see her after she broke her head last time.

"Li Langzhong!" The rough man shouted in an angry voice.

"It's inside, come in!" Someone in the room responded immediately.

Cheng Huai then strode inside. There were a lot of herbs spread on the floor of the house, and some were piled in a dustpan.

Afraid of Jiang Miao stumbling, Cheng Huai bent down slightly, wrapped one hand around her waist, hugged her to his side, and quickly placed her on the bamboo chair in the room.

Jiang Miao was used to this man's behavior of hugging him at every turn, and knew that she could not talk to him at all.

Simply stop worrying and just glare at him angrily.

"It's Cheng Huai." Mr. Li walked over and caught a glimpse of Jiang Miao on the bamboo chair. His beard curled up at the corner of his mouth, "It turns out I'm bringing your wife to see her for injuries."

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment. Why did everyone in the village know that she was Cheng Huai's wife?

Li Langzhong helped Jiang Miao take off the gauze on her head, looked down, then turned around to find ointment to apply on her wound.

The ointment was refreshing and cool, but it did not irritate the wound at all, and it did not make the wound painful. Jiang Miao sat obediently and did not move.

Cheng Huai stood beside him, but he was a little nervous. Jiang Miao bumped into his chest that morning, and he didn't know whether the wound was open or not.

Fortunately, Li Langzhong spoke quickly: "It's okay. Apply this ointment once a day and it won't leave any scars. Your wife is good-looking, and the babies she will give birth to will also be handsome."

What he said was fine at the beginning, but the taste changed later. Jiang Miao subconsciously looked at Cheng Huai.

Hearing Li Langzhong's words, Cheng Huai's eyes flashed and he quickly took out the money bag from his waist.

Mr. Li waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, it's included in the cost of the last medicine."

"Thank you." Cheng Huai stuffed the money bag back into his waist, walked over and picked up Jiang Miao again.

She was still holding him with one hand as if to avoid suspicion. This position was not comfortable at all, and she did not feel safe. Jiang Miao turned sideways and took the initiative to reach out and grab his arm to prevent herself from falling.

Realizing that his arm was lightly scratched, Cheng Huai almost let go. Fortunately, he calmed down, tightened his arms slightly, hugged the person tightly around his waist, strode out of the house, and then slowly put her

lay down.

After her feet landed on the ground, Jiang Miao put the ointment Li Langzhong had just given into the pocket on her waist.

He looked up at Cheng Huai, who had a tense face, and said, "Thank you."

Cheng Huai lowered his head to look at Jiang Miao. She looked much better after the gauze was removed. When she smiled, her eyes were like crescent moons.

He quickly looked away and walked towards the road up the mountain.

Jiang Miao chased after him and quickly grabbed his coarse cloth, "Cheng Huai, I want to pick some dates to eat later."

The man nodded slightly, lowered his eyes to the hands on his waist, took the initiative to hold her wrist, and led her up the mountain.

Compared with his rough hands, Jiang Miao's hands seemed extraordinarily delicate and soft. He tightened his grip, but he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

Thinking that he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to climb up, Jiang Miao didn't think much about it. She smiled at him and tried hard to climb the mountain with her short legs.

When they arrived at the mountain, Cheng Huai first looked at the soybeans he ordered two days ago. They had sprouted. Then he went to another field and picked the ripe vegetables with the ginger seedlings.

The jujube tree on the edge of the cliff is still unnoticed. The jujubes hang on the branches one by one. Although there are not many big ones, they are all red and look sweet.

Jiang Miao's eyes lit up when she saw it, "Cheng Huai, hurry up and pick me dates!"

"Yes." He bent down slightly, wrapped his strong arms around her legs, and lifted her up without any effort.

The red and green dates came into view. The ginger seedlings quickly picked a lot, tasted a few, kept two more in their hands, and put the rest into the small bag.

"Cheng Huai, these dates are sweeter than those two days ago." She lowered her head and handed the dates to his mouth for him to taste.

Cheng Huai raised his head, lost his previous hesitation, opened his mouth to bite the date, and looked at her with his dark eyes slightly shining.

When her fingers touched his lips, Jiang Miao retracted her hand like an electric shock, quickly hugged the dates and said, "I'm done picking them, Cheng Huai, please let me down."

The man pursed his lower lip, and a hint of sweetness overflowed from his mouth.

It should be jujube sweet.

This time the ginger seedlings were not tripped, and all the weeds on the road were thrown into the bushes nearby.

Cheng Huai went to the hunting pit to check and found no prey, so he thought he would go into the mountains in the afternoon.

After going down the mountain and passing by Jiang's house, Jiang Miao shouted inside: "Jiang Si!"
Chapter completed!