"She doesn't go, the injury is not healed." After listening to Qiao's words, Jiang Qingling hadn't reacted yet, Yang Yanwen rejected her with a blushing face, and then felt that it was inappropriate, "You tell your mother that you will wait for her to raise her for a day or two, and then go to work with housework when her injury is healed." ”

"Forget it, I'd better go, my headache is better, it's okay."

As a new daughter-in-law who has just started, Yang Yanwen can protect her so much, which makes Jiang Qingling very moved. But Yang Yanwen's own situation is already not good, otherwise the two of them got married yesterday, and they wouldn't have just worshiped the church, and they didn't even have a banquet.

In addition, she also heard that the Chen family originally didn't want to marry him, because it would be a waste of dowry money, but it was Yang Yanwen's milk Shen who insisted, and Chen had to let go.

In such a situation, Jiang Qingling did not want to provoke the Chen family because of this trivial matter.

"If you don't want to go, you can't go."

Jiang Qingming opened her mouth, Yang Yanwen was worried about her, and met her gaze with a firm tone.

Although he was crippled, Chen couldn't do anything to him, at most starved him twice, scolded him twice, and he got used to it over the years.

But if the Chen family is allowed to make a start on Jiang Qinglime, then if she stays in the Yang family in the future, her life will not be easy.

"I said, I'm fine. You can rest assured. ”

I couldn't kill her by hitting her headlong on the stone mill, and I couldn't die of exhaustion when I cooked.

Jiang Qingming gave Yang Yanwen a reassuring look, and she walked out of the door and came to the kitchen.

It was close to the summer harvest season, and the weather was very hot. The house where Yang Yanwen lives is better, there is a paulownia tree that has grown for many years at the door, and the shadow of the day has fallen, and the house does not feel stuffy. The kitchen was different, it had been scorched by the sun all day, and as soon as he entered the house, Jiang Lime was hot and sweaty.

The farmhouse meal is simple.

Distilled nest head, boiled rice soup, two kinds of pickles, a dozen green onions grown in their own vegetable garden, a plate of cucumbers, and two scrambled eggs.

My head is still a little dizzy.

To make these meals, Jiang Qingling made them slowly and methodically, and for this, he was scolded by a lot of Chen. Because she cooked this meal, Chen moved a small bench and sat at the kitchen door while holding the soles of her shoes, staring at her.

Chen scolded her, and Jiang Qingling scolded her back, but the speed of cooking became slower and slower, and it continued until dark.

"Hurry up, Yanlin will be back soon, if he comes back, you haven't cooked yet, I'll kill you."

Jiang Qinglime's cooking grind made Chen finally couldn't help it, stood up and strode behind her, and while she wasn't paying attention, reached out and pinched her waist socket.

!

It hurts!

Jiang Qinglime was pinched by Chen, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his scalp.

His eyes widened and his mouth widened, and Jiang Qingli's mouth gasped for breath, as if he couldn't breathe, and his eyes rolled up.

Seeing this scene, Chen was frightened.

This......

Is she pinching Jiang Lime to death?

"Y-What's wrong with you?"

Chen Yuexiang's face was pale with fright, the muscles on her face were tense, her speech trembled, her brows furrowed, and she asked Jiang Qingling tremblingly.

Jiang Qingling was still panting, and it took a while to recover her strength, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and met Chen's gaze, "Mother, is this going to murder?" Murder is a crime. The daughter-in-law accidentally fell headlong on the stone mill at the head of the village this morning, and now her life is dying, but she can't be angry or beaten. If I had three longs and two shorts, no one would have said that I had committed suicide this time. ”