Wedding Night in 1980: the Soft Wife Wins by Lying Down in Space

Chapter 11 Jiang Sui Is Just Good-looking
"I'm fine. I should have drank a bowl of cold water in the morning to freeze it. After the soup is ready, I'll finish drinking the hot soup. I'll trouble you to make lunch. I'll come tonight." Xiang Baiwei anxiously told him rush out.

Jiang Sui tucked her in the quilt and brought a bowl of hot sugar water: "It happens that there is still some sugar at home. Drink a bowl of sugar water to warm your stomach. Don't worry about the meal. I will make it when I have time in the evening. You rest first, if you wait later If you still feel uncomfortable, I'll take you to the bathroom again."

"okay."

Finally sent him out.

Xiang Baiwei closed her eyes, tentatively calling out the mechanical voice that was speaking in her head just now.

Ten minutes later, Xiang Baiwei, who had figured everything out, stared blankly at the beam above her head, and she was still a little unacceptable.

This matter surpassed her cognition.

Reviving a lifetime is already a great gift, but I didn't expect that with this gift, there would be so-called farming space.

There are only seeds in the space at the moment, but this is so necessary for the tough and difficult 80s.

Xiang Baiwei sorted out her emotions and sat on the bed blankly, thinking about how to use this so-called space to make a fortune.

Get rich early, leave Jiang Sui and Liu Mei, and see your brilliant life again.

That's really good!
While she was thinking about it, Jiang Sui came in with a bowl of soup: "Weiwei, how do you feel? Do you feel better?"

"It's much better," Xiang Baiwei didn't want him to come and serve her, so she quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I'll cook for you."

"It's ready, you wait here, I'll serve the soup." Jiang Sui stopped Xiang Baiwei and asked her to stay in the room, while she turned around and went out to serve the soup.

Not wanting to be idle, Xiang Baiwei took out two pieces of pickles from the small jar next to her, took them to the kitchen and chopped them into fine shreds, mixed them with some chili shreds, and brought them back as a side dish at noon.

While eating, Jiang Sui noticed that Xiang Baiwei was a little absent-minded: "What are you thinking about?"

"No, I'm just thinking about when I'm going to my cousin's house tomorrow, and what to bring." Xiang Baiwei swallowed the hard pancake, "After all, I've grown up too, so I can't go empty-handed."

"It's easy to handle. When we got married, my friend gave some fruit snacks. I'll bring some to my cousin tomorrow. Does my cousin have children?" Jiang Sui pointed to the small cabinet in the distance as he spoke. They are stored there, there are quite a lot of them, give them some, and keep the rest for you to eat.”

"No need, I'll go back to my mother's house in the afternoon to see if there's anything suitable. I'll bring something I can take with me. Cousin likes to eat my mother's pickled vegetables, so it's not bad to bring that."

Xiang Baiwei didn't want to accept his love. Fruit snacks are rare things in this era. Since they were gifts from Jiang Sui's friend, she, who is destined to divorce, is not suitable to touch.

"Do you really want to draw a clear line with me?" Jiang Sui put down her chopsticks and looked at Xiang Baiwei, "It's easy for us to show our secrets if you do a full-on show. If something gets out, my mother will find out, which will aggravate her. I will never forgive myself for my illness."

"I don't, it's just you," Xiang Baiwei looked at Jiang Sui, and struggled to come up with an excuse, "It's just that you are too thin, and the good things are saved for you, and besides teaching, you have to do farm work, which takes a lot of brain power." It takes a lot of energy, you can eat this rare fruit snack by yourself."

This explanation made Jiang Sui's face look much better: "No, I don't need to supplement, and I don't like sweets. You can eat those fruit snacks at home, and give them away if you don't eat them. I don't want to touch them anyway." .”

After speaking, Jiang Sui picked up the chopsticks again, held the bowl, and concentrated on eating.

Xiang Baiwei on the opposite side couldn't think of a better reason, so she could only do what Jiang Sui wanted, otherwise he would be upset again.

Although you can't be a husband and wife with him, it's pretty good to be a friend.

With Jiang Sui's high level of education, it's nice to have a friend like him.

The next day came in a blink of an eye, and Xiang Baiwei and Jiang Sui walked on the dirt road in the countryside, carrying oil fruits together, to visit relatives at the cousin's house in the next village.

It happened to be around nine o'clock in the morning when they went out, and the village was full of people.

Seeing the newlyweds, it is inevitable to make a few jokes.

Xiang Baiwei, who has lived for a lifetime, still can't stand this kind of scene. Holding the straw hat on her head with one hand, she regrets why she took this road. If she knew it, she would have gone to a farther and remote place.

Jiang Sui was the complete opposite of her, not only was he not uncomfortable, but he would stop from time to time to talk to the people working on the side of the road.

When he was chatting with people, Xiang Baiwei could only wait by the side, and had to chat with him, not to mention how uncomfortable he felt.

I stopped countless times along the way, and it didn't get better until I approached Aunt Baiwei's house.

Jiang Sui looked at Xiang Baiwei who was obviously suppressing his anger, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "What's the matter? Don't you like greeting those people?"

"No, it's just that walking is too annoying." Xiang Baiwei shook her head, not daring to say that she didn't want to appear in front of those villagers at the same time as Jiang Sui.

The more this is the case, the more difficult it will be to divorce Jiang Sui in the future.

With a glance, Jiang Sui knew what was going on in Xiang Baiwei's mind, her eyes sank, and she didn't speak.

When I arrived at my cousin's house, as soon as I entered the yard, my cousin greeted me: "Isn't this Weiwei? I haven't seen you for a long time. The little girl has become a bride."

Xiang Baiwei couldn't help turning red when she was scrutinized, and handed her the fruit in her hand: "Cousin, this is for Xiaobao, let him eat and play."

Cousin Ren Jinxia smiled and picked up a fat boy of six or seven years old: "Quick, this is your sister Weiwei and your brother-in-law, hurry up and call someone."

The fat boy was not afraid of life, and after obediently calling someone, his eyes were glued to the bag of fruit.

Ren Jinxia slapped him on the head, dumbfounded: "Stinky boy, you've got a heart-to-heart, what else do you know besides eating!"

"Oh, cousin, this is for Xiaobao," Xiang Baiwei unwrapped the paper containing the oily fruit, grabbed a handful of fruit for Xiaobao, "Take it and eat it."

Then she gave the rest to Ren Jinxia: "Cousin, please put away the rest, children like to eat everything in one sitting."

"Yes, I have to put it away."

The chubby little treasure was holding a handful of oil fruit in his hand, and while gnawing on it, he looked at Jiang Sui. Jiang Sui looked amused, and teased him with a smile: "Why are you staring at me?"

"Look at your good looks. My parents said that you are the most beautiful male teacher in this town."

Xiang Baiwei next to him nodded approvingly in her heart, Jiang Sui really had a good appearance, otherwise she wouldn't have been poured into the ecstasy soup back then, and would have insisted on picking him up.

Skin, harm her.

(End of this chapter)