Chapter 0050 If you don't marry Yinhua, you still want to grow Luo's fields?
Li Jiaoniang looked at her with a pillow with both hands.
She was only wearing a thin dressing gown, thick black hair, and a pillow. After two days of rest, her face was rosy and beautiful.
Luo Cheng's face turned red all of a sudden. He didn't dare to look at it anymore, so he quickly moved his eyes away.
"No, I'll be looking for something." He quickly grabbed his old clothes in his hand and walked out in a hurry.
Li Jiaoni smiled and said loudly to the door, "You are sleeping in the bed, I won't blame you, we are already married."
When she fell asleep last night, there was no clothes on his bed, but two more pieces this morning...
Luo Cheng had a dark face, installed the door panel, and went to wash.
It seems that he is always teased by her?
In the bedroom, Li Jiaoniang smiled for a while and got up.
It was another sunny day. As the bride of Luo's family, the new generation leader of the Luo Cheng family, oh no, she has to work hard to do her own work.
--Cook.
Rabbit meat, finished eating yesterday.
For breakfast today, Li Jiaoniang changed her style, hand-rolled noodles.
When Luo Cheng grind a hatchet and chopped firewood and repaired the bow and arrow, Li Jiaoniang rolled out the noodles.
Boil the water, cut it into thin noodles that are wide in small fingers, throw it into boiling water in strands, and use chopsticks to stir it from time to time to prevent knots.
When cooked until five or six minutes, then pick it up and put it into a bowl.
Scoop off the boiling water, pour in the oil and heat it into a large pot, pour in two and a half bowls of water and boil it into a clear soup, then pour the half-cooked noodles into the oil and water, sprinkle a few grains of salt, drop two drops of soy sauce to color, and then throw a few slices of chopped tender toon leaves.
The fragrant hand-rolled noodles are ready and put into a bowl.
Luo Cheng put the hatchet and just wiped the sweat, Li Jiaoniang called him.
"Brother Luo Cheng, it's time to eat."
A different fragrance wafted out from the kitchen.
Luo Cheng washed his hands and walked into the kitchen.
When he saw two bowls of noodles on the small table, his eyes lit up.
He took the chopsticks handed over by Li Jiaoniang and started eating.
"How does the soup cake taste?" Li Jiaoniang looked at him with a smile.
The noodles in this period are not called noodles, but soup cakes.
"Yes." Luo Cheng replied vaguely.
"Do you want to eat every day?" Li Jiaoniang ate slowly and looked at him with a smile.
"Um."
"Then you still drive me away?" Li Jiaoniang said in a deep voice.
Luo Cheng was stunned. After stopping the chopsticks in his hand for a few seconds, he started to eat again, but it was not as happy as before.
Li Jiaoniang hummed, "I won't leave."
Xiao Yang, how could she not understand Luo Cheng’s thoughts? It was the account book that scared her, and it also said that the housing prices were too expensive, and she might live in such a dilapidated wooden house for the rest of her life. If she didn’t understand?
But she doesn't love her previous life.
My life before was like a cage.
"I didn't say to drive you away..." After a while, Luo Cheng said in a muffled voice.
"That's good." Li Jiaoniang hummed.
...
After dinner, the two divided their work.
Li Jiaoniang was busy with housework at home, and Luo Cheng went to the field to see the crops.
"The sun has been out for two days, and the mud in the ground is dry, and I have to remove the weeds." He said.
"Well, it's hot, go and go early and come back soon." Li Jiaoniang wrapped a pot of water and the two pancakes that she had just baked, put them in a clean cloth, put them in his backpack, and waved at him.
...
Luo Cheng's two acres of land are adjacent to Xiang's land.
While he was weeding in the field, eldest lady Xiang was picking beans with his younger son Xiang Erbao.
Xiang Lao Lady couldn't help but joke about Luo Cheng who had just married.
Luo Cheng blushed and responded silently.
Xiang Erbao was busy trying to smooth things over and said in other topics, "Mom, look at the bean seedlings in Brother Luo Cheng's fields, which are better than ours, and they will definitely produce more beans in the future."
"Of course, our beans were planted earlier. It rained every day and many of them were frozen to death..." sighed to the eldest lady.
A mule cart slowly drove past the path by the field.
Luo Axiang, who had just sent off his daughter Chen Yinhua, was sitting in the car.
When she heard the news of Luo Cheng getting married, she saw Luo Cheng's happy growing vegetable fields, and the anger in her heart surged into her heart.
Chapter completed!