Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

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After leaving the bathroom, Su Haitang glanced at Shang Cheng Yuanzheng's energetic eyes.

"young married woman!"

"Shush." ​​Su Haitang raised his finger and shushed him, signaling him not to wake up the sleeping little fox in his hand.

"Why did it fall asleep again? It was already sleeping all the way."

Cheng Yuanzheng came up to pick up the large black bag slung over her shoulder with a look. He naturally took the sleeping little fox and held it up to his eyes to look at it. "Is there something wrong?"

"Shhh."

Su Haitang rolled her eyes at him, snatched the little fox and put it at the end of the single bed, telling it to sleep comfortably.

Cheng Yuanzheng took the opportunity to unzip his backpack and glanced quickly, but he couldn't find the bright red piece of fabric.

He sniffed and smelled a faint smell of blood. It was very fresh, human blood.

He frowned slightly and glanced at the clothes in the dark plastic bag, which seemed to be the pants that his wife had just changed into.

Cheng Yuanzheng figured something out, and his face suddenly became hot. He zipped up the zipper again in a panic, and glanced at his wife's midsection like nothing was wrong.

It turns out that my daughter-in-law is in trouble. No wonder she is weird and has a bad temper.

Cheng Yuanzheng recalled the teachings of his beloved wife, the model battalion commander, put down his backpack and ran to make brown sugar water.

"Daughter-in-law, drink hot water. Is your back sore? Can I rub it?"

Su Haitang looked at his obscene smile like a weasel greeting a rooster, and his face became hot. He squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "No need."

Damn brown sugar water! Damn scoundrel man!

Cheng Yuanzheng didn't know that flattering her would offend his thin-skinned daughter-in-law, so he took the initiative to push the teapot into her hand with concern, covered her hands to warm them, and smiled attentively.

"Why are you being polite to me? There is a boy in our company. He is an old Chinese medicine practitioner who has been in the family for generations. He knows a little bit about massage, acupuncture and bone setting. Our battalion commander specially learned from him and went home to honor his sister-in-law. Ahem."

Cheng Yuanzheng accidentally let something slip, he coughed twice in relief, and focused on praising himself.

"I can learn better than the battalion commander! That boy boasted about it himself. Come on, let me press the buttons for you. Release it as fast as you can."

"I said no!"

Su Haitang almost broke her teeth, slapped off the man's dishonest hands, and glanced at Yan Fangqiong with a guilty conscience.

Yan Fangqiong didn't seem to notice the little movements of the two of them. She was talking on the extension phone, but there was something wrong with the smile on the corner of her mouth.

Su Haitang glared at Cheng Yuanzheng: "Be honest and tell the truth. What's going on?"

I was told concisely on the phone, but there are many details that I can’t go into in detail. It’s best to ask in person.

Cheng Yuanzheng understood her doubts, happily pulled her to sit down, and started to explain in detail from the beginning.

"Don't worry, you two. Junfeng will be here soon. Let's talk about it together later so that we don't have to repeat it three or two times." Yan Fangqiong put down the phone at the right time to remind.

Su Haitang wondered if she was just pretending to be holding the phone, but was actually secretly watching their jokes.

By the way, this scoundrel kept calling her wife! Shameless, who agreed?

Su Haitang rolled her eyes at the shameless man, turned around and sat beside Yan Fangqiong's bedside to talk to her.

Cheng Yuanzheng was so clever. He followed him naturally and diligently helped peel the apples.

The peel is thin and long, continuous, hanging down on the peel plate, forming a beautiful flower shape, which is eye-catching.

Yan Fangqiong praised the scene and said: "Yuanzheng, your peeling skills are so beautiful. It's like appreciating art."

The words coming from the mother-in-law-to-be must have made the hairy son-in-law extremely happy.

Cheng Yuanzheng shook his hand, and the thin apple skin broke off and fell into the middle of the layers of "petals", causing a sudden failure.

Su Haitang looked at his embarrassed face and let out a laugh.

"You can't help but praise me." Yan Fangqiong couldn't help laughing, and gave her furry-footed son-in-law a look that was as red as red cloth.

The phone rang outside, and Su Haitang picked up the extension on the bedside table next to her.

"Hey, yes. What did you say? Who is here?"