The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Feeling grandma's gaze, Jiang Shi blushed and left the room.

Walking all the way to Westinghouse, the heat on his face still hasn't dissipated.

Last night, there was a lot of movement between the two of them.

The family house is only this big, and there is a main room in the middle. Grandma's hearing has not been very good in the past two years.

Even so, Grandma Jiang still heard it, so it can be seen that their movement is really serious.

Grandma Jiang did hear some, but not much. She just heard that it was midnight in the room, and she was still tossing about.

Grandma Jiang is someone who has been here, so she naturally knows why she is making such a fuss.

Thinking of Xiao Shitou, he wanted to raise the little girl as a younger sister, but on the night of the wedding, he stopped doing human affairs.

Grandma Jiang didn't think Jiang Shi was unkind or anything.

She was his daughter-in-law in the first place, so she should make a fuss about it.

And Grandma Jiang also likes Wen Ling very much. The little girl is quiet and looks pleasing to the eye.

Although he's a little fool, he doesn't make trouble and doesn't cause trouble, but he's much better than those girls who disturb the house every day.

Compared to those troublemakers, Grandma Jiang would rather be a little fool.

At least, there are not so many things to worry about.

After Jiang Shi set the meal, he went to the West Room to call Wen Ling.

The little girl is exhausted, and she is still lying down now.

Seeing him coming, he narrowed his eyes and smiled.

The little girl is growing very well, and because she has been nourished by the moonlight, she looks plumper than yesterday.

Moreover, Jiang Shi always felt that the originally withered and yellow hair seemed to be darker?

Maybe I remembered it wrong?

Jiang Shi didn't know either, but what he was thinking was, what kind of medicine would he bring back to grow the little girl's hair?

Thinking back to last night, when I touched the little girl's blue silk, it still felt smooth and smooth.

I have to raise it.

"Little Shitou, get dressed." Wen Ling got out of the bed, opened his arms, and asked Jiang Shi to get dressed.

Hearing this, Jiang Shi's face turned red.

Although Wen Ling is still wearing a shirt, but this...

With a blushing face, Jiang Shi went to fetch clothes for the little girl.

The clothes have turned white and hard after washing. It looks like old clothes for a long time, and there are patches on them.

Looking at the clothes, Jiang Shi sighed slightly.

The Wen family is really true, the little girl got married, and she married to her instead of Wen Xiang, so it's fine if the Wen family doesn't match anything, even a slightly better dress is not willing to give it?

From this we can see what kind of life the little girl is living at home.

Fortunately, he thought yesterday that the Wen family treated the little girl well.

But now it seems that may not be the case.

Looking at the little girl's clear and lingling eyes, Jiang Shi always felt that the little girl might not be stupid anymore.

The reason why I asked him to feed him yesterday was because I saw that he didn't have white rice to eat, and I wanted to use this as an excuse to let myself have a bite.

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Shi felt sore, astringent and distressed.

He wanted the little girl to eat something good, but the little girl felt sorry for him, and she was reluctant to eat alone, so she coquettishly wanted to let him eat, and then let him eat with her.

Still too poor.

Jiang Shi felt his eyes a little sour, but the clothes in his hands did not fall on Wen Ling.

Instead, she turned around and said in a muffled voice, "Lingling wait for me."

Jiang Shi's clothes were naturally not easy for Wen Ling to wear.

However, Mother Jiang still had some clothes.

After Jiang's mother passed away, only a few of her usual favorites were burned.

There were still some good ingredients left, and Mother Jiang held Jiang Shi's hand again and again to keep them from burning, saying not to spoil things.

So, there are still plenty of clean clothes left.

Jiang's father's is similar. Jiang Shi still wears Jiang's father's clothes for many work.