The most beautiful daughter-in-law of space peasant women, Shanlihan

Chapter 144
The marriage has been proposed, and the happiest thing is Qin Mo. Since he won the square handkerchief, he wears it in his arms all day long, and his whole body is covered in chicken blood. He does all the work in the backyard of the shop by himself.

Lin Qiaoyun and Qin Han knew that he was excited and couldn't find a place to release his energy, so he let him toss.

When they were free, the couple simply threw their hands away and went for an outing. The autumn was breezy, carrying a small basket, a few plates of pastries, and a pot of wine. Outings in the countryside were the best.

People in the mountains are also used to walking, and there is no such thing as a lady in a carriage, and holding hands is also romantic.

The autumn grass turns yellow and the sun cools down.

Families in twos and threes accompany each other, friends swim together, children play and kites fly.

Lin Qiaoyun spread out the cloth towel, put out pastries, a jug of wine, and a couple, enjoying themselves by the river.

"What are you laughing at?" The man's mouth hadn't been closed since he left the door, he didn't look stupid, he laughed without relaxing his muscles.

Qin Han held his daughter-in-law's little hand, it was soft, he finally got fat, and he felt at ease, "See you, the fourth brother has a baby, and the fifth brother is going to marry a wife. All of this is as beautiful as a dream."

The man has never read a book, but his words are rough and the rationale is not rough. The peasants are simple-minded and do not seek wealth, but the health and happiness of the family. This is exactly what Lin Qiaoyun loves.

Resting her head on the man's shoulder, looking at the secluded river, the sun is shimmering, dazzling and beautiful, just like her in her previous life, with infinite scenery.

Now she is like a water plant on the shore, she is contented, does not get the dazzling light, but is content with a world, rooted in the soil, and at ease.

"Qiaoyun, I have to thank you for all of this." The man held the lovely woman in his arms like a treasure, and being able to marry her was the blessing he had accumulated in his previous life.

Lin Qiaoyun chuckled, and said angrily: "Don't be polite to me anymore, it is my blessing to be able to enter the Qin family and settle down." It doesn't matter if you are exhausted, as long as the family is still there, someone knows the cold and the hot, that's enough .

Qin Han knows best about her generosity, so she cherishes it all the more.

After hesitating again and again, he took out the things in his arms, moved clumsily, and almost knocked over the box, "This one is for you."

Lin Qiaoyun was stunned, thinking that Li Cui gave her a handkerchief as a token of love, this stupid goose might have opened up and knew how to please her.

Look at the things in his hand again. It is round and flat, made of thinned bamboo slices, and the surface is smoothed, smooth and delicate. When the lid is opened, there is a burst of fragrance, and a layer of fine paste is crystal clear, without impurities.

"Oh, what is this?" Lin Qiaoyun was very pleasantly surprised, smelling the fragrance, it was a bit like aloe vera, but it was even more fragrant than that.

Seeing that his daughter-in-law liked it, Qin Han breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his head in embarrassment, and explained with a smile, "I saw that the aloe vera was mixed into water, and the effect was slower than that of the mask, but the mask needed to be washed, which was troublesome, so I made it into a rouge cream, and added some Peach blossom powder, maybe you like to use it."

Lin Qiaoyun listened, stunned for a moment, reacted agitated, and pounced on the man's cheek, gasping all around, and then realized that her actions were too open to scare the ancients.

But this product was really surprising, she quickly applied it on the back of her hand, it was fragrant and not greasy, it was definitely an aloe vera cream.

My man's self-learning ability, drawing inferences from one instance, and advanced creativity, is simply a god, more creative than a modern person like her.

"I don't have a mirror, so I'll wipe it on for you." Seeing her excited, Qin Han applied the paste to her face, carefully took the box and wiped it off for her.

(End of this chapter)