Han Yue bullied Chen Jiao twice in a row, swallowing the whole thing in front and sipping it slowly over low heat.

Chen Jiao was almost stewed into soup by him. It was obvious that spring was just beginning, but there was a kind of hot summer.

The quilt had been thrown aside by Han Yue, and the three windows in the south were all open. Chen Jiao looked confused and saw the blue sky outside the window. Han Yue was breathing like steam in his ears, and his iron wall-like shoulders under him. For a moment, Chen Jiao was almost unable to tell whether this was true or whether it was a shameful dream in the inner courtyard of the deep palace.

"Jiaojiao..."

Han Yue held her face and looked at her with black eyes. At this moment, she was his heart and flesh, and he was willing to give her life. Han Yue was a rural villager. How could He De marry such a beautiful flower and go home to be a wife?

Chen Jiao understood the obsession in the eyes of men, but she couldn't tell whether Han Yue was obsessed with her or the face and body that both men loved.

His breathing gradually calmed down. Han Yue hugged the petite woman and buried her face in her long, thick black hair. Only men who had gone out knew that their daughter-in-law and children were good at warm kangs.

"It seems to be thin." Chen Jiao poked his chest gently. She had never seen a man build a house. She could not imagine how tired Han Yue had in the past month.

"It's been raised in winter." Han Yue grabbed her little bad hand and felt itchy.

The two of them just lay lazily for a while, but in the end, Han Yue was afraid that his two younger brothers would find that the door was closed inappropriately, so he got up first to open it.

Chen Jiao slowly put on her clothes, got off the floor and took a look at the bronze mirror. She didn't even see the charm she loved after being loved by her husband.

"Chun Xing, make me a basin of water." Chen Jiao ordered her habitually.

Han Yue came in with a washbasin and said, "I'll let Chunxing go back."

Chen Jiao was a little unhappy, but when she thought of the movements between the two of them just now, Chun Xing was really there, so she had no shame to see anyone.

She lowered her head to wash her face.

Han Yue stood aside and looked at her. As soon as Chen Jiao raised her head, he handed over the towel.

Seeing that he was still shirtless, Chen Jiao didn't rush to comb his hair, and excitedly walked to the closet: "I made a robe for you, you can try it."

Han Yue looked at the robe she took out in surprise. The farmers were basically wearing coarse cloth. Before Chen Jiao came here, there had never been any fine cloth in the Han family. At this time, the one she was holding was a fine cloth robe. Han Yue only glanced at it and guessed that this cloth was worth five cents of silver.

"Try it!"

Chen Jiao made clothes for a man for the first time. She was anxious to see the effect of the clothes on her upper body, but she didn't pay attention to Han Yue's expression.

She was so happy that Han Yue resisted the urge to ask about the price for the time being, and carried it over and asked her to help wear it.

People rely on clothes, both men and women are the same. Chen Jiao turned to Han Yue and looked at the tall man who was completely refreshed. Suddenly, she realized that if Han Yue was fair, she would be much more handsome than Wei Qingcang.

The bright eyes of Miss Peacock made Han Yue hesitate, but when he took off his clothes, he still asked tentatively: "How much did it cost?"

Chen Jiao didn't expect him to inquire about this, and then said for a moment: "Mom went to the town to buy cloth. I saw that the material was good, so I bought you two pieces, and there were more than half of them left, so I left them to make pants for you."

She didn't say the price, and Han Yue touched the clothes in his hand and asked in a different way: "The material is good, it's quite expensive, right?"

Chen Jiao looked at him and nodded, "Add one or two more, by the way, I haven't spent all the money you gave me, so you'd better keep it."

After saying that, Chen Jiao took out the broken money bag Han Yue gave her, stuffed it into his hand and went out to splash water.

Han Yue didn't have to open the bag, and once he weighed the parts, he knew that she hadn't touched any of the articles.

It has nothing to do with whom he spends money. Han Yue thinks that he is a rough man and doesn't need to wear such good materials at all. Even if she has a dowry, she can't stand her big-handed flowers. Give Han Yue a tael of silver, it's nothing to do. He can use it for two or three months, including buying grain.

Putting down his purse, Han Yue left the house and wanted to go to the backyard to reason with her. As soon as he stepped out of the main hall, he saw the chicken coop under the west wall of the backyard.

Chen Jiao is standing in front of the chicken coop right now.

She was very unhappy and worked hard to make a robe for her husband. Every stitch and thread was sewn by her head. The sewn neck was sore. When she took it out for him to try, Chen Jiao was looking forward to her husband's touch and praise, but Han Yue knew that she had asked the price, but she didn't even take a good look at her female red girl.

As a noble girl, Chen Jiao can’t do laundry, cooking and serving people, but her female porn is very popular, but Han Yue didn’t pay attention.

"The chicken you bought?"

Han Yue asked in surprise.

Chen Jiao turned her head and looked at him with a cold face: "Can't it work?"

Han Yue pursed his lips.

It seems cheap, but it is actually difficult to raise chickens. Generally, people buy six or seven, and survive two or three, and it will be good to eat them during the Chinese New Year. The more they buy, the easier it is to waste capital.

Han Yue looked at the chicken coop and counted, and there were about thirty.

"How many did you buy?" he asked again.

When Chen Jiao mentioned this, her eyes suddenly turned red. The chickens were so furry that they were so cute that Chen Jiao didn't dislike the smell of chicken manure. However, after only two or three days, the chickens were sick and died soon. Chen Jiao cried for a long time that day. In the past more than a month, the chickens died one after another. At that time, there were 45 chickens, but now there are only twenty-eight left.

"You don't have to worry about it." Chen Jiao went back to the house with anger, too lazy to stay with him.

Han Yue sighed. The petite lady's temper is really not something that ordinary people can bear.

Forget it, I bought both clothes and chickens, and thinking about it will only make me feel uncomfortable.

Han Yue returned to the east room again and found that the petite lady was lying on the head of the kang with her face facing the wall and her mouth was pouting.

"I bought it, but I didn't say anything about you." Han Yue sat next to her and touched her head with a smile.

Chen Jiao slapped his hand away: "Don't touch me."

He didn't say it, but he wrote it all out on his face. She wasn't blind. If she had known that he would be like this, she wouldn't have sleeped with him even if she died just now.

Han Yue smiled and picked up a candied date and sent it to her.

For the lady of the Duke's Mansion, candied fruits are served with her, and for Chen Jiao, who was committed to the countryside, candied fruits are really rare.

"Don't eat." Just a few candied dates could not relieve Chen Jiao's anger.

The petite lady was so angry that Han Yue had no choice but to put down the candied dates, took off her shoes and lay beside her, and turned the person into her arms. Chen Jiao tried hard, holding the quilt with her hand to stop turning, but she couldn't resist the huge gap in strength between the two, so she was still forced to throw herself into the man's arms.

Han Yue rubbed her hair comfortably and said patiently: "I know you have money in your hands, but you can't spend money even if you have money. You said I need to wear such good clothes when I do rough work every day? There are also chickens, that thing is hard to support. I am afraid that you will not be thankful for your money and effort. But I have bought it all, so let it be. Don't spend it in the future?"

Chen Jiao feels wronged.

She bought cloth and made clothes for him, and bought chicken to help him make money. But when she came to his mouth, she became a random spending.

"Okay, I'll take the robe to the town tomorrow and sell it. With my female red, someone will rob you of two taels of money." Chen Jiao said angrily.

Han Yue frowned. It was sewn by Miss Peacock, and there was a lot of thought inside, so how could it be sold?

"No matter how expensive it is, it won't be sold." He lowered his head and said to the young wife in his arms.

Chen Jiao was too lazy to look at him, closed her eyes and said, "If I want to sell, I will sell it, you can't control it."

Han Yue wanted to kiss her mouth, but she avoided it in disgust. Han Yue smiled: "You can't sell it. You can find any villages around you, and there is no other one as tall as me."

Chen Jiao was silent. It was true that if she hadn't been tall, she wouldn't have bought an extra piece of cloth.

"I can change it and sell it."

Chen Jiao deliberately said something angry with him.

"You try it." Han Yue said quietly.

Chen Jiao was agitated by him, and she wanted to get up and get needles and threads as soon as she struggled. How could Han Yue give her a chance? She pressed the person to the head of the kang, turned it up and started kissing. Chen Jiao didn't want to take advantage of him now, so she stroked and twisted him with her arms. Han Yue dared to kiss her, so she bit him.

Han Yue first experienced such a petite lady. She originally wanted to make fun of her, but she was really excited. She successfully lifted her skirt while biting her.

"You, you..." Chen Jiao wanted to curse people, but she couldn't curse her due to her upbringing.

Han Yue looked up at the wardrobe and looked at her again: "Why don't you change it?"

Chen Jiao punched him on the shoulder.

Han Yue returned her fiercely.

Chen Jiao widened her eyes!

Han Yue smiled and came to her arms.

There was a quarrel at the bedside and at the end of the bed. After this, Chen Jiao didn't have the energy to argue, and lay in his arms in a depressed manner.

"Stop being angry, the second and third brothers will come back soon and see a joke." Han Yue said with his kiss on her head.

Chen Jiao didn't say anything.

Han Yue reached out to grab a candied date and sent it to her mouth.

Chen Jiao hid several times, but still ate it. The sweetness of candied dates made of honey spreads from the tip of her tongue, sweet all the way to her heart.

"I want it." After eating one, Chen Jiao hummed.

Han Yue grabbed another one and sent it to her. Chen Jiao opened her mouth, but he threw the candied dates into his mouth with his backhand.

Chen Jiao beat him in anger, but Han Yue grabbed his hand. He lowered his head and fed the biting dates into his wife's mouth.

The couple relied on their brothers not at home and were irritated. In the woods near the next village, Han Jiang was not able to relieve his anger, but instead was thrown cold water from Cao Zhenzhu.

"It really has it?" Han Jiang looked at Cao Zhenzhu's flat belly in disbelief.

Cao Zhenzhu leaned against the tree trunk, covered her eyes with one hand, and cried: "I've been a month late for menstruation. I've always wanted to vomit these two days. My mother was like this when she was pregnant with my brother... It's all your fault!"

Han Jiang was completely confused. After accepting the facts, the first thought that came to his mind was that when his elder brother knew about it, he would probably beat him.

"Then, what should we do?" Han Jiang felt in a mess and had no idea.

Cao Zhenzhu twitched for a while, put down her hand, and said to him with red eyes: "I will show my pregnancy soon. My mother can see that she will definitely beat me to death. Han Jiang, come to my house to propose marriage, we will get married at the latest next month."

Han Jiang subconsciously said: "The new house has not been built yet. Where can I live in my third brother after I got married?"

Cao Zhenzhu started to suck again, and tears fell one after another: "Do you still care about so many things now? Han Jiang, I tell you, if you don't marry me now, I will jump into the river, one corpse and two lives. Anyway, the matter is exposed, I have no shame to live, wuwu..."
Chapter completed!