Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Chapter 310: sweet as honey

My wife always comes up with bad ideas and doesn't care, only Xiao Lingchuan knows how shy she is between the beds.

He joked, "The booklet is well-deserved of its reputation. No wonder the lady still hugs it in her sleep and loves it so much."

Li Haitang: ...

Who?? Hold on to it? When she heard someone enter the door, she was too nervous, caring about one end and ignoring the other, forgetting to destroy the evidence while pretending to sleep.

As expected of someone who has been here, Chunniang knew that she had lost her mother, and even as a doctor, she was still inexperienced in some intimate matters between husband and wife, so she kindly sent the booklet.

The embarrassment on his face disappeared in a flash, Li Haitang opened his eyes bewilderedly, yawned, and changed the subject, "Husband, what time is it?"

"???? Chen Shi."

Xiao??? Lingchuan didn't expose it, and helped the lady clean her face with a soft cloth towel, changed her clothes and baked them next to the stove for a while, wearing them warmly.

After Li Haitang finished washing, he sat on a chair and drank chicken porridge slowly.

"????Actually, last night..."

"? Lady..."

The husband and wife spoke at the same time, looked at each other, and were speechless. Li Haitang blinked, swallowed the words again, and pretended nothing happened.

The autumn rain soaked the soil, leaving puddles in twos and threes on the ground in the yard.

Xiao Lingchuan transported soil and filled up the shallow pit.

Li???? Haitang opened the window to breathe. When there was enough fresh air in the room, she was about to close the window when she met Xiao Lingchuan who came out of the kitchen. Out of emotion.

Xu??? realized that he was too violent last night, Li Haitang's eyes flashed slightly, and he quickly closed the window.

She felt strange, she obviously did everything willingly and proactively, but why did she always feel being molested?

Xiao???Lingchuan looked at his wife like a frightened little rabbit, and his heart immediately softened.

He wished he could rush into the house now, hold her in his arms, and comfort her.

Look, they are obviously a decent couple, famous and real, but they can't hide their face, it's like having an affair.

After closing the window, Li Haitang's heart was still beating wildly. Everything last night was an intimate and exciting experience for her and him.

For the first time, she carefully looked at her husband's whole body, and found another special feature of him, which was his hips.

Li Haitang's heart was burning, and she swallowed her saliva. She casually extinguished a charcoal basin, and the temperature in the room immediately dropped a lot. Li Haitang felt cold after sitting for a while, and she drank up all the hot tea in the pot.

Holding a dry cloth towel, Li Haitang couldn't stay idle, wiping the window sill and tidying up the boxes in the house.

The savage husband was skillful and made a hanger. Li Haitang hung all the clothes on the wooden hanger to avoid creases.

At the beginning of pregnancy, you should pay more attention, but you should not lie on the bed like a marionette every day, unable to move.

Li Haitang touched her face with her hand, it was hot, she turned around and sat in front of the dressing table.

The light in the room was not good, and the bronze mirror was blurry. She couldn't see her complexion, but she could clearly see the pair of rippling spring eyes and slightly swollen, slightly darker lips.

Gently stroking the lips with his hands, Li Haitang seemed to drink nectar, it was so sweet.

It is said that only newlyweds have a sense of freshness. After a long time, the two hate each other. Even if it is not the case, they will lose their passion and return to plainness due to the daily necessities of life.

But when it comes to her, she seems to be different from others.

Li Haitang's gaze was fixed on the door of the kitchen. Xiao Lingchuan, dressed in black, was bending over to split firewood. He raised the knife and dropped it. The round wood immediately turned into firewood of about the same size.

His movements were nimble, without the slightest sense of stagnation. He was dressed in strong clothes, already wet with sweat, and wrapped tightly around his body, outlining his strong muscle lines.

Li???? Haitang couldn't help but want to admire, for someone who can chop firewood so smoothly, there will never be another person besides her savage husband!

"??? Husband, let's rest for a while, there is still a lot of firewood at home."

Li Haitang took out a handkerchief and walked behind Xiao Lingchuan. He bent over, she didn't have to stand on tiptoe, and wiped his sweat with the handkerchief effortlessly.

"???? It doesn't matter, there is always enough firewood."

Xiao??? Lingchuan put down the hatchet in his hand, and held Li Haitang's soft little hand behind his back.

After last night, he had to suppress himself to hold back. He just wanted to hold her in his arms and pamper her.

Ming? Ming was mad in his heart, but Xiao Lingchuan wanted to leave no trace, his dark fiery eyes expressed what was in his heart.

Anyway, from the day they got married, no matter what happened in the future, he couldn't leave her at all.

"Husband, it's getting cold, what else can we grow in this season?"

The kitchen in the house is big enough, and there is a special heated kang inside, which was originally reserved for helping chickens hatch their eggs.

Right now, there are no chickens or ducks at home, so Xiao Lingchuan made a wooden frame, filled with fertile black soil from the mountains, and reserved it for growing vegetables in winter.

There is no need to warm the room, and there is no need to deliberately take care of it. The stove needs to be lit, and the temperature is just right.

Around the Chinese New Year, the house was full of green vegetables, and the couple and the younger brother Li Jinhu had enough to eat.

"It's cold, it's a little late to grow other vegetables, so we can only focus on cold-resistant cabbage and spinach."

Especially Chinese cabbage, potatoes, sweet potatoes, carrots, pumpkins, etc. can be stored in winter, and others like beans and gourd strips can be dried in the sun.

"When I go down the mountain tomorrow, I will buy more peppers and come back."

There is still some oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar at home, but it has been stored for a long time. Xiao Lingchuan is going to make a big purchase and then deliver it. He can make whatever the lady wants to eat.

Living in the mountains is quiet, but it is not as convenient as living in the city. Going down the mountain to go shopping in the town, and going back and forth, it takes a lot of time.

Although it has already been harvested in autumn, the people in the village are not loose, and now they are preparing for the winter.

The price of rice and grain in the border town has risen, and the vegetables are not cheap. The people's life is not good. On the way back to the village, there are hawkers selling live fish. In the past, everyone snatched it up, but now no one cares about it.

Price??? Expensive, but not very hungry, it is better to exchange for rice.

"Miss, last time you said that you like to eat pumpkin steamed buns, steam them in a pot at night, and there are some hot and sour cucumbers at home, and I marinated the pheasant chicken with chili."

Xiao Lingchuan tidied up the courtyard, stood up, and asked his wife, "What snack do you want to eat?"

"I also want to eat baked sweet potatoes."

Li Haitang brought a few pieces of sweet potatoes with red hearts to the mountain. He originally planned to make dried sweet potatoes, but chewed a couple of them to pass the time. For some reason, he thought of roasted sweet potatoes. .

"? Well, I'm going to light a fire."

Xiao Lingchuan had always satisfied his wife's demands unconditionally, and he was used to doing these things. Soon, an iron shelf was put up in the yard. While the savage husband was roasting sweet potatoes, Li Haitang transported the wild grapes to the yard, washed the dust on them repeatedly with salt water, and put them in baskets.