Chapter 185: My wife is completely different from the former Widow Li
The news that Qin An can write has spread throughout the village in less than a quarter of an hour. A person who can read is much better than a mud-legged person.
Now the people in the village are envious and jealous. What kind of bad luck did the Qin family have? The orphan and the widow are together. How come their life is so prosperous?
As soon as Jiang Caifu got home, he told Su Yan and the others about this, "My brother is so amazing, he can even write girls' names."
"Those people in the village can't close their mouths."
Hearing this, Su Yan turned her head and looked at the man next to her, and praised: "My husband, you are awesome."
The rough man's ears suddenly turned red, and he hugged her waist unnaturally.
To this day I still can’t believe that I still have the time to study.
He looked at the woman next to him out of the corner of his eye. It was great to have a wife.
Anywhere is fine.
The young couple had a disgusted mouth, glanced at Goudanfu, and turned to look at their man, who was grinning with big teeth.
I couldn't help but think that he was so talented back then...
She is afraid that her eyes are severely blind.
A large group of people from the Wang family came over. After Su Yan and Qin An finished eating, they found an excuse to go back and rest so as not to disturb their family's conversation.
Although there were only two people in the large room, it was very cozy. It was still early to go to bed. Qin An was sitting at the table practicing calligraphy.
Su Yan looked through the book given by her husband. Qin An had long known that his daughter-in-law could read, but he had never asked her how she learned it.
The daughter-in-law is completely different from the Widow Li he saw before.
The stove in the house casts a shadow of firelight on the wooden door, as well as the two sometimes overlapping shadows.
After an unknown amount of time passed, the woman yawned, put down her book, and gently got into bed and lay down.
The man naturally noticed it, stood up and bent down to pinch the corner of the quilt for her. Then he didn't say anything, sat back at the table and continued writing.
Late at night, Su Yan turned over and found that the fire in the room had not been extinguished. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw a man with his back straightened and writing stroke by stroke with a brush. His movements were a bit unskilled.
She said aloud: "Mr., it's time to sleep."
Hearing the sound, Qin An turned to look over, then stood up, packed the books, and put them in the cabinet. After going to bed, Su Yan could still smell the fragrance of ink on his body.
She hugged his strong waist and said in a sleepy voice, "Ms. sir, I didn't want you to take the exam, I just want you to be more literate."
"Don't be too tired. You still have to take care of me when you get old."
Qin An put his big hands around her shoulders, smelling the fragrance of her hair, his eyes darkened, "Okay, I will take care of you when you get old."
If his wife is still in his arms when he gets old, he will have nothing to resent in his life.
When his parents died when he was young, he borrowed a lot of money on his own. Those people came to the house every day to make trouble. Why wasn't he afraid?
At night, he squatted in the corner of the house with a machete.
I resented in my heart why my parents died so early and why they didn't take him with them.
Children similar to him were running around and playing all day long, while he stayed in the mountains day and night to repay the money.
Of course he is afraid...
But no one loved him, no one asked him what he wanted or what he wanted to eat...
The appearance of his wife gave him hope for his life, which would definitely get better and better.
He hugged the woman in his arms tightly and coaxed in a low voice: "Daughter-in-law, go to sleep."
The woman arched into his arms again, and subconsciously put her hands into his clothes and placed them on his waist.
Warm hands.
He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, held her hand slightly, and then leaned on her head to sleep with his eyes closed.
The next day, someone's rooster screamed at the top of his lungs, breaking the tranquility of the village.
It's not as hot as winter, so there's not much to do, and most people are still in bed.
The Qin family is no exception.
"Qin An! You are dishonest..."
"Um."
"So thick-skinned."
The sound of a couple fighting could be heard in the room, and the young woman in the room was lying on the man's chest with disheveled hair.
"Ms. sir, what are you going to eat this morning? Do you want pumpkin pie?"
The man's hands clasped the woman's clothes. With his slightly red cheeks, he said in a low voice, "You can eat if you want."
"I'm craving some, and I also want to eat some hot and sour pancakes. It seems I don't have any spicy food at home."
"I'll go and buy."
"Don't go, it's too cold."
"not cold."
The rough man sat up and started to put on clothes. He got up and covered her with a quilt, "I'm going to Goudan's house to buy some. Don't get up yet. I'll warm up the hot water before you get up."
Watching the tall figure disappear into the room, Su Yan settled down on the bed and waited for him. After being with him for too long, she became more and more accustomed to relying on him.
The rough guy is really good at everything.
This way
Hearing someone knocking on the door, Jiang Caifu ran out with his clothes on. When he saw it was Qin An, he subconsciously asked: "What's the matter?"
"Sell me some spicy food." Qin An said in a low voice.
Jiang Caifu nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll get it for you right away."
After saying that, he turned around and went to the kitchen, quickly grabbed a large handful and gave it to him, "Is it enough?"
Qin An reached out and took it, "That's enough." After saying that, he planned to give him money.
Jiang Caifu saw what he meant, "Don't give me any money. It's not valuable. Why are you up so early?"
"My wife is hungry." Qin An didn't say anything, and then went back with the spicy food.
Jiang Caifu returned to the house and climbed directly onto the bed, "Daughter-in-law, it's so cold, it's so cold!"
"Don't touch me!"
Goudan's mother "disgusted" and stayed away from him, and said: "What is Qin An doing here?"
"I want spicy food. I said my wife is hungry. Wife, I'm hungry too." Jiang Caifu rubbed his stomach.
Goudan's mother choked, "You deserve to starve to death. It's so cold today, why don't you cook it for me?"
"I cooked it and you didn't eat it, and you said you wouldn't even eat pigs."
"Qin An knows how to learn, but you don't."
"Then you go find someone like Qin An, but they don't want you either, so I can stand your temper."
"Jiang Caifu, what's my temper?"
"Good temper. I have never seen anyone with a better temper than you."
"Come on, I'll get you something to eat."
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Qin family, kitchen
The rough man came out of the kitchen with warm water and then entered the house. When he saw the woman's head emerging from the bed, his heart softened and he said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, wash your face."
Su Yan hesitated for a while, sat up and put on her clothes, "Why is it colder than the snow last year?"
"It's frosty outside."
Qin An wrung out the wet handkerchief and wiped her face. After wiping, he washed his own face.
He added: "Daughter-in-law, the pumpkin has been steamed. How do you make the spicy food? Chop it into small pieces or cut it into larger pieces."
"Chop it into pieces, cook some smoked mutton, and I'll make roujiamo to eat." Su Yan was the complete opposite to Goudan's mother. She had a much better appetite after becoming pregnant.
If you add what you want to eat, men will buy it and naturally eat more.
Qin An nodded and said: "Okay."
By the time Su Yan finished cleaning herself up, the man was already chopping mutton, and the sound of "dong dong dong" continued for a while.
She rolled up her sleeves, opened the wooden lid, and poked the steamed pumpkin with her finger. It was almost ripe.
Pick it up and put it in a big bowl, then add flour and eggs, "Ms. sir, knead this well first."
The man put down the kitchen knife and walked over. He put his big hands into the bowl and kneaded them. His sleeves were loose due to the force, so he said gently: "Daughter-in-law, roll up your sleeves."
