Chapter 214 I heard that ticklish men are afraid of their wives

Jiang Wenxiu's mother-in-law also felt sorry for her, but at most she only talked about it and was not willing to give her an extra chopstick of food when eating.

As for her man, Bai Guanglin, he is now very haggard due to illness, and he is even more confused and in a bad mood.

Although it could be seen that she had lost weight in the past few days, the most he could do was apologize, saying that he had burdened her, and then he took two chopsticks of food and asked her to eat more.

Now that I think about it, the person who feels most sorry for her is actually her daughter Jiaojiao. At such a young age, she goes out to earn work points. I want to lighten her burden. She is also very diligent at home. Sometimes when she comes back early, she carries a bench and stands in front of the stove. I cooked the meal, hoping that she would have something to eat when she came back from work.

She actually didn't want her little daughter to have to endure this. It was Jiaojiao who felt sorry for her and took the initiative to join the older children in the village to cut pig grass to earn work points.

Jiang Wenxiu suddenly cried, covering her mouth and sobbing.

There was a sudden drastic change in the family, and she had no time to react too much, so she just shouldered her responsibilities. Although her mother-in-law and her husband felt sorry for her, they felt that this was what she should do. Even the villagers only took pity on her and said nothing to her. Her dedication was taken for granted.

Instead, her daughter hugged her and cried, saying that her mother had suffered and was wronged.

Every time I give my daughter something delicious, she always keeps half of it for herself.

Yun Qinghuan sighed. He didn't expect that her mood would change so much, but she knew that she had listened to what he said and patted her on the back. "Cry if you want to. After you finish crying, you will have to cry again." Be strong, and then think about your two children. Besides making money, you should also take good care of yourself. Don't let your man get sick and drag you down again.

After Yun Qinghuan's words, Jiang Wenxiu suddenly woke up.

When she got home, she saw her daughter Jiaojiao cooking on the stove again, while her mother-in-law had already returned from her work.

Probably because he was getting older and had to work a lot, his arms and legs began to hurt. At this moment, he was frowning and sitting on the bench, beating his legs and shoulders, obviously trying to relieve some fatigue.

As for Bai Guanglin, he was sitting behind the stove making a fire, with his son Gou Sheng beside him, his face covered in black ash.

Seeing how sensible her daughter was, Jiang Wenxiu's heart ached. She hurriedly stepped forward and took her daughter off from the stove. She said softly, "Jiaojiao, thank you for your hard work. You don't need to cook. Mommy is here and mommy will do it."

She said and glanced at her mother-in-law.

The mother-in-law slapped her shoulder and avoided her sight.

Working is indeed tiring, and Jiang Wenxiu understands it, but understanding is understanding. She is also tired from working. Moreover, she works so hard to make money to treat her mother-in-law's son, not her own son. Her mother-in-law should not watch with such cold eyes. Jiaojiao cooks without helping at all.

Jiaojiao is already sensible enough!

Jiang Wenxiu's voice was a little colder and she said directly, "Mom, if you are tired when you come back from now on, you can help light the fire and let Guang Lin cook. Although Guang Lin is sick now, he is not unable to move. Cooking is easy. You can still do hard work."

"Jiaojiao is still young and short, so cooking is too difficult for her."

Bai Guanglin paused in the action of lighting the fire, then raised his head to please his wife, "Wenxiu, I will listen to you. The main reason is that my daughter feels sorry for me. She didn't want to cook when I told her just now."

Her mother-in-law was a little embarrassed and did not dare to offend her daughter-in-law. Now that the whole family was pointing at her daughter-in-law, she could only say bitterly, "I will listen to you."

When eating, Jiang Wenxiu didn't eat a little for herself as usual and let them share most of it. Instead, she also filled a large bowl of whole grain rice.

Although it doesn't taste very good, it is the last word when you are full.

I also gave my daughter an extra spoonful.

Mother-in-law Jiang Wenxiu looked at her daughter-in-law's actions in shock. She wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.

Jiang Wenxiu said with a smile, "Now the whole family is supported by me alone. Guanglin has to pay a lot for medicine every month. I have to make money. If I want to make money, I can't fall. If I fall, this The family is finished, and so is Guanglin."

After all, Bai Guanglin is sick now, and no fool will be willing to marry her as a stepmother until he recovers.

Jiang Wenxiu looked at her mother-in-law's shocked face and suddenly felt a little relieved.

She didn't give birth to a son in the past few years, but she was often criticized by her mother-in-law. Although the relationship is now better, the rift is still there. She feels secretly unhappy when she thinks that she has been frugal in the past few days, but this old woman has not eaten less.

She smiled and continued, "So, for the sake of this family, I decided to eat more at every meal in the future. No one can starve me when I am hungry. What if I fall down?"

"Guang Lin, mom, are you right?"

What can my mother-in-law say? The corner of his mouth twitched, and he could only suppress his displeasure and say, "Wenxiu, you are right, you should really eat more."

As he spoke, he gave her a chopstick of food.

Bai Guanglin also smiled and said, "Indeed, Wenxiu, you should eat more, but you must pay attention to your body."

Jiang Wenxiu finally finished this meal and asked her daughter to eat more.

As for her son, she didn't care. After all, even if the whole family was hungry, she, the mother-in-law, was not willing to let her grandson starve.

She can contribute selflessly to this family, but only if she herself is healthy.

When Yun Qinghuan returned home, her mother-in-law had not returned from work, and Bai Naihan had not returned either. She asked An An to help light the fire and cook by herself.

Dinner was simple. I just fried up a plate of bacon and fried peppers, a plate of leeks and eggs, and a refreshing cold shredded cabbage. Finally, I steamed the rice and made some egg drop soup. This dinner was considered ready.

As soon as it was done, my mother-in-law and Bai Naihan came back one after another. They washed up and came over to eat.

She didn't have to clean up the dishes after dinner, but Bai Naihan did it. He rolled up his sleeves and washed the dishes very seriously, with a dazzling temperament between his brows and eyes.

Yun Qinghuan thinks this man who does housework is really handsome!

She watched the man working with admiration and stayed in the kitchen without leaving.

The man could work calmly at first, but later on, his movements became slower and slower, and he even made mistakes all the time. The sound of clattering bowls and chopsticks showed that he was restless.

Yun Qinghuan smiled and saw that there was no one in the kitchen, so she stepped forward and hugged his waist, "What's wrong? Why are you still nervous? I'm not the dean of students."

She only felt the muscles in his waist tighten, and the place she touched was slightly itchy.

The man held on and did not move. In fact, the flesh on his waist was very sensitive. In other words, he was ticklish as the saying goes.

It is said that a ticklish man is afraid of his wife. Yun Qinghuan is not sure whether he is afraid of her, but one thing is certain, that is, if he makes her unhappy, she likes to tickle him to punish him.

"Qing Huan..." The man called her, his voice actually rippling.

Yun Qinghuan: "..."

Let go of him quickly and say, "Hurry up and wash the dishes. I'm going back to the house first."

With that said, he left directly, in a hurry.

The man stared at her leaving figure, washing the dishes faster.