Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 4 Obedient
"That's what happened." Jiang Youcheng patted Liu Shi's arm, "Hurry up and go to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow, and I have to cut some more wattles. I will weave more wattle baskets in these two days."

Jiang Youcheng has a skill in weaving baskets. He usually weaves some wattle baskets during the slack season. When he brings them to the town at the market, he can exchange them for some money. The income is not much, but it is enough to support his family.

There were successive changes in the family, and there were not many copper coins left, so I had to hurry up and earn some money.

"By the way, get up tomorrow morning and steam a custard for Xiao Xia and Jing Yun alone, and these two children have to make up for it." Jiang You confessed.

"Success." Mrs. Liu nodded, "One and a half for each person, I'm afraid one is not enough for such a big person."

But there are too many, but I really can't get that much.

"Let's see what happens..."

Before Jiang Youcheng could finish speaking, the snoring started again.

Mrs. Liu also lay down.

In the west room, Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun were lying on the same bed.

back to back.

Although he knew that the other party was his future husband-in-law, Jiang Mixia was still not used to lying on the same bed with someone he just met, even though he was drowsy, he couldn't sleep at this moment.

Song Jingyun couldn't sleep either.

One is because this body has been in a coma for a long time, and the other is because it has not fully accepted the matter of time travel.

The night was getting dark, and light came in through the window, making everything in front of me seem unreal.

But the heights and lows outside, the constant chirping of insects, and the tactile sensation when his hand is rubbing this thing called a quilt now, are all telling him that he is in another time and space.

A world completely different from his own hometown.

Song Jingyun was silent for a long time, then lightly touched Jiang Mixia with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Can I return to my own world?"

"Probably not." Jiang Mixia replied.

Song Jingyun thought for a while, "Since I traveled here after my death, if I die now, can I go back?"

"If you are not afraid of dying completely, you can try."

"Forehead……"

Song Jingyun was thoughtful, pinched the idea that had just sprouted in his mind, and then asked, "Yes, you told me earlier that I am a son-in-law, so what exactly is a son-in-law?"

"Here, when a man and a woman get married, it is normal for a woman to live in a man's home. A man like you who comes to a woman's home is called a son-in-law."

Jiang Mixia answered patiently, "The son-in-law needs to serve his wife and father-in-law and obey his orders, otherwise he will not keep his duty and will be punished."

"How to punish?" Song Jingyun's voice became a little soft.

"It depends on the situation. If the punishment is light, kneel and hit the board. If the matter is serious..." Jiang Mixia paused, "Maybe he will be burned to death."

Song Jingyun, "..."

Simple and rude!
After a long silence, Song Jingyun whispered, "I will listen to what you and your parents say."

There is some flattery in the tone.

Jiang Mixia nodded, "Hurry up and go to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Ah."

Song Jingyun turned over.

Jiang Mixia reached out and touched her nose.

It's not that she wants to scare people on purpose, it's that Song Jingyun's situation is special.

He doesn't know anything about this world. If he behaves too abnormally and is regarded as a different kind in this world that believes in ghosts and gods, his life may be in danger.

Threats, fears, and things will be measured, but it is a kind of protection.

Jiang Mixia closed her eyes.

The next day, the rooster crowed three times, and the eastern morning light was faint.

Jiang Youcheng and Liu were busy getting up, and Jiang Mixia also called Song Jingyun to get up, and began to teach him how to dress, brush his teeth with wicker, wash his face with water, and comb his hair in a bun.

The first few items went very smoothly, but Song Jingyun was a little flustered about the last item.

The black hair on one head was messed up by him.

For the first time learning, the requirements should not be too high.

Jiang Mixia decided to do it herself and help him tie the bun.

"Thank you." Song Jingyun was a little embarrassed.

"You are Welcome."

Jiang Mixia took a comb, randomly took a polished and smooth wooden stick, and fixed her hair, "Okay, let's go out, my parents just called for dinner, don't make them wait."

"Okay." Song Jingyun followed Jiang Mixia and walked out of the house.

He had been inside the house before, feeling a bit safe, but now he wanted to open the door to go outside, to actually get in touch with the world he knew nothing about, Song Jingyun still felt a little flustered.

His palms were a little sweaty, he subconsciously grabbed Jiang Mixia's sleeve.

This little son-in-law is really timid.

However, the little son-in-law's appearance like a chicken cub made Jiang Mixia burst out with the love of an old mother in his heart.

Reaching out to pat him on the shoulder, Jiang Mixia said boldly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, it's okay."

With her here, it's fine.

The girl's voice was soft, like a spring breeze blowing on her face.

Song Jingyun felt relieved for a while, and loosened Jiang Mixia's sleeves.

"Look at how I do it on weekdays, follow along and learn, and you will gradually get along with others." Jiang Mixia added.

"Okay." Song Jingyun responded, took a deep breath, and boldly followed Jiang Mixia to the yard.

Jiang Youcheng and Liu Shi were sitting at the small table waiting, seeing Song Jingyun following Jiang Mixia, step by step, they glanced at each other.

Judging from this, the son-in-law seems to be very clingy to his daughter.

He also listened to her very much.

That's the way it has to be...

The husband and wife exchanged eye contact for a while, and they understood each other. They didn't say much on the surface, and only called Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun to sit down.

Mrs. Liu put the steamed custard in front of the two of them, "This is yours, I ordered some sesame oil for you, eat it quickly."

Fresh and tender custard with a faint aroma, only the two of them have it, obviously they have made a small cooking for them.

Looking at the honest and loving old couple, Jiang Mixia picked up the egg custard, first scooped up a spoonful for Mrs. Liu, "Mother eat."

Song Jingyun was already hungry, and was about to pick up the custard to eat. Seeing Jiang Mixia like this, he remembered what she had just told her, to watch her cook more, and learn from her. After thinking for a while, he held the spoon in his hand and scooped up Spoon stewed custard, and bring it to Jiang Youcheng's mouth.

"Father eat."

Good guy!
Jiang Youcheng staggered in shock, the bowl in his hand almost spilled the porridge.

After standing firm, he looked at Song Jingyun with a tangled face.

It is natural for a girl to respect her mother, and it is right for a son-in-law to respect his father-in-law, but this son-in-law reached out to feed his father-in-law egg custard...

Ahem, for a while, it was hard to accept.

Song Jingyun was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Mixia feeds her mother, and her face is full of smiles.

He fed his father, but his father ran away in fright.

What is wrong?

Song Jingyun was a little panicked, "I..."

Jiang Youcheng looked at the frightened Song Jingyun, and felt a little embarrassed. He only complained that he had let down the child's good intentions, and hurriedly explained, "It's okay. Dad knows you are filial. It's just that dad doesn't like egg custard. When he smells this egg The fishy smell is annoying, don't worry about me, just eat it yourself."

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