The Age of Rebirth: Being spoiled and crying after marrying a retired veteran

Chapter 209 Grapes
When Zhou Xiaoyuan came back, he was carrying a grape vine and a basket of grapes.

He shouted casually: "Xiao Yao."

Joe heard the sound in the house again, ran out quickly, and walked over to take the basket from his hand.

Zhou Xiaoyuan didn't give it to him. He first put the grape vine in the corner, then carried the grapes into the kitchen, took out a bunch from it, washed it, put it on a plate and put it in her hand.

"Eat it and see if it's sweet."

Qiao said again unconvinced: "Brother Yuan, I can also work and carry the basket. Don't let me touch it for anything."

"With me here, why do you need to do those rough jobs? Do you look down on your brother Yuan and think I am useless?" Zhou Xiaoyuan always has a machismo that cannot be hidden in his bones at times like this.

For example, if his wife does something like working to make money to support the family, he will lose face.

Qiao got used to it again and didn't argue with him. He ate a grape by himself and didn't forget to feed it to Zhou Xiaoyuan's mouth.

"Brother Yuan, where did the grapes come from? They are so fresh."

"I bought it from the brigade. I'm going to plant this vine in this corner. I don't know if it will survive."

"Why don't you take it back to the county and plant it at home?" Qiao was confused again.

Zhou Xiaoyuan said: "I'll look for it when I get back, but it's not available here. You haven't eaten fresh fruit for a long time. There are only apples and pears, which are not fresh."

"Brother Yuan, you are too extravagant. In the past, at home, it was good to eat apples once a year."

Qiao smacked her mouth again, feeling that time passed so fast, and her living conditions had also undergone earth-shaking changes. It seemed that she had not eaten meat for a long time when she first traveled through time, and then she never ate it again after marrying Zhou Xiaoyuan. bitter.

At least she lived a good life in this era.

"If you can live a good life, why go back and live a miserable life?"

"You can just eat with peace of mind. I can still afford this."

"If you don't eat, it's meaningless for me to work so hard." Zhou Xiaoyuan spoke in a calm tone and expressed concern for her.

Joe couldn't help but kiss him on the face again.

"Sweating again..." Zhou Xiaoyuan was helpless.

Qiao wiped his mouth again, with a smile on his face: "It's salty, hehe."

"Stupid or not." Zhou Xiaoyuan patted her on the head.

Qiao raised his eyebrows deliberately again: "What, Brother Yuan, you don't like it?"

Zhou Xiaoyuan glanced at her with his deep eyes, pulled her into his arms, kissed her hard, and showed with his actions whether he liked her or not.

"Oh, it's all sweat." Qiao deliberately disliked it again.

Zhou Xiaoyuan threw away the shovel in his hand, picked her up and walked into the house, saying, "It's okay, I'll wash it for you later."

The implication is to declare something in the daytime.

Joe was startled by him again, holding his arm with both hands: "Brother Yuan, no, you forgot that this is not our house?"

"It's okay, they won't come back so early."

Zhou Xiaoyuan leaned forward to kiss her, and Qiao was kissed again until his whole body was sticky. He pinched him angrily: "It's hot."

"Hot? Do you still dislike me? Xiaoyao, you actually dislike me." Zhou Xiaoyuan acted coquettishly with that handsome face, and Qiao coughed again, unable to bear it.

"It's hot, whoever dislikes you, don't talk nonsense." Qiao leaned up to him again and kissed him on the cheek to comfort someone.

Zhou Xiaoyuan's eyes suddenly brightened, and he took the initiative to kiss her until she was breathless. When he was about to get down to business, Meng Maosheng's voice sounded outside the door.

(End of this chapter)