60s: Petite Wife

Shen Jiao was coaxed quite comfortably by Han Qixiu. Don't look at her since she came here, she has always shown herself as a sensible and well-behaved person. In fact, it was all she pretended. In essence, she is still a bit stubborn, a little spoiled and a little bit coddled in her previous life. The eldest lady of the Shen family who likes to act coquettishly.

Because of the suffering and death, because she wanted to take care of her grandfather, and because she wanted to grow up quickly and become his grandfather's support, she would resolutely restrain her nature and become the good woman that Aunt Ma and the others praised.

It's just that she will feel tired if her nature is suppressed for too long, so inadvertently, Shen Jiao released her true temperament in front of Han Qixiu, crying and acting like a spoiled child, but she herself didn't realize it.

Therefore, some emotions and some emotional thoughts are always woven inadvertently, and those that are deliberate are often not true feelings!

Shen Jiao raised her head and glanced at the tall boy in front of her. Although she was only five years older than her, she felt that he was a mature adult like Gu Chen, Qian Wenliang and the others.

"Are you still drinking soup? I'll serve you another bowl." Shen Jiao sniffed and pretended to serve soup to hide her embarrassment.

Han Qixiu looked at Shen Jiao with a funny look, she was such a squeamish girl who loved to cry, and she didn't know how she had been able to survive the past two months. Looking at the dilapidated state of this farm, even he lived in it!

"I'm hungry." Han Qixiu didn't tease Shen Jiao this time, he was really hungry, and the buns he had eaten in the morning were long gone.

"what?"

Shen Jiao looked up at him and saw that he was covering his stomach and frowning, not joking, and hurriedly said, "Then I'll cook dumplings for you!"

"Um!"

Han Xiaoye's brows opened, and his expression softened a lot. The Han family, including Old General Han's orderly, knew that Han Xiaobawang could endure anything, not afraid of hardship or tiredness, but he couldn't bear it when he was hungry. Not only can this young man not be hungry, but he also eats a lot. Others eat three meals a day, but he has to eat five or six meals a day, and he has to work hard.

During the three years of natural disasters, the old general Han saved his own rations in order to keep his grandson full, so as not to starve Han Qixiu, but the old general himself was hungry and had stomach problems. None of the accounts are for sale, but General Han’s accounts must be bought.

Moreover, Mr. Han has a problem. When he is hungry, he is in a very bad mood, and his irritability index rises sharply. Just like a room full of gas, a little spark will explode. It is easy to speak, and the explosiveness has also restrained a lot.

Therefore, the Han family mastered this rule of his, and if they wanted Han Qixiu to do things, they would bring food to the door, and first smooth the temper of the little bully.

Han Qixiu had only eaten three meat buns from early to now, his stomach was growling with hunger, and he was on the verge of exploding at any time. This was also the reason why he deliberately restrained himself in front of Shen Jiao. I couldn't help but get angry.

Shen Jiao boiled the dumplings brought by Ma Xinghua into the pot, and soon a large bowl of steaming dumplings came out of the pot. She also specially added mutton soup to the dumplings, put some soy sauce and vinegar, sprinkled with chopped green onion, white and fat. The fat dumplings are decorated with a little greenery, which is really beautiful.

Han Qixiu also thought it looked pretty. After taking the dumplings, he ate them in a big mouth. After chewing one bite, he swallowed them. In the blink of an eye, a bowl of thirty or so dumplings was gone, and he even drank the soup cleanly. .

"Would you like to serve another bowl of soup?" Shen Jiao asked with a blink of an eye, looking at the figure who seemed to be not full.

"I do it myself."

Han Qixiu got up and walked to the stove. He lifted the lid of the pot and filled a large bowl of soup. Seeing that there were a lot of golden multigrain cakes in the basket next to him, he took two pieces and chewed it. Wrinkled up.

What is this made of?

Hard and rough, how can the squeamish bag eat these things?

The throat can't be scratched, what should I do if I make the voice thicker?

"Tomorrow, I'll go to the city to bring you refined grains. Don't eat these coarse grains." Han Qixiu said to Shen Jiao, but he ate the pancakes in a big mouthful. , You can eat anything, of course, the premise is that the delicious food is gone.

How could Shen Jiao accept Han Qixiu's food again, after all, she was a stranger who had only met twice!

It's just that she didn't say what she refused. Han Qixiu seemed to know what she wanted to say.

Shen Jiao defended, "Grandpa and I have money, we just don't want to stir up trouble."

Han Qixiu looked stern and said coldly: "Don't be afraid, you can eat meat every day with me, let's see who dares to say it!"

Shen Jiao suddenly felt that her heart was more settled. Whether she was in exile in her previous life or now, she has always lived cautiously, tremblingly, for fear of saying the wrong word or taking the wrong step and bringing disaster to her grandfather.

Now that she heard Han Qixiu's almost promise, Shen Jiao's heart that has been panicking seems to have found a harbor where she can stay. Of course, she herself doesn't realize this now, she just feels comfortable listening to it, but she still doesn't fully believe it. Han Qixiu.

Who knows if this guy is bragging!

Han Qixiu saw Shen Jiao's appearance and knew that this little girl didn't take it seriously, he snorted angrily, and took out a handful of colorful coins from his pocket~www.wuxiahere.com~ and stuffed them all into Shen Jiao's hands .

Shen Jiao took a closer look and saw that there were several hundred catties of national food stamps and more than ten Zhang Dalian, which was a huge sum of money, and she was so frightened that she was busy returning the money stamps to Han Qixiu.

"This is my food expenses, this month's, next month's will give you." Han Qixiu snorted.

"One month's food costs can't be that much." Shen Jiao said subconsciously, but she soon realized that something was wrong and hurriedly said, "What are you paying me for?"

Han Qixiu grinned: "I will eat at your house in the future."

Shen Jiao swallowed and asked, "Don't you live in Ma's house?"

"The Ma family is uncomfortable. I'll move out tomorrow." Han Qixiu was so tired of the Ma family's nest of toads that he was too lazy to live in the Ma family.

Shen Jiao thought of the smallness of the Ma family and thought that Han Qixiu thought that the Ma family was too small, so she didn't ask any more questions, but she was very curious about Han Qixiu's identity, it seemed like Ma Xinghua said that he would eat meat and eat white noodles every day. Yes!

"Then I have to talk to my grandfather. You can only come to my house for dinner if my grandfather says yes." Shen Jiao said.

Han Qixiu was very talkative: "I told your grandfather myself, and your grandfather will agree."

There were footsteps outside the door, Shen Jiao's eyes lit up, and she ran to the door to meet Shen Jiaxing and the others: "Grandpa, you are back!"

Shen Jiaxing patted Shen Jiao's head and smiled, "I'm arguing with your sister Xinghua again. The braids are all loose. Come in and tie it up for you."

Shen Jiao smiled and was about to say that there were guests at home when Han Qixiu came out and bumped into Shen Jiaxing.

"Who are you?" Shen Jiaxing looked nervous and protected Shen Jiao behind him.