The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

Three people had a warm dinner.

Compared with usual, the two dishes are already very rich.

Grandma Jiang looked at the two while eating.

Wen Ling doesn't need to be fed now, but Jiang Shi is still not at ease.

After a meal, I have to ask several times, do I want to eat this, and do I want to put that in my hands.

It's not just talking, but I also picked up the food with my own hands.

The movements are gentle and careful, and from time to time, they even quietly look sideways at Wen Ling.

It seems that Wen Ling has a special meal?

And Wen Ling is not unaware, because the tips of the little girl's ears always turn red unconsciously when Jiang Shi's gaze is too hot, the whole person lowers her head shyly, and even eats softly. a lot.

Wen Ling, who was cleaned up, was pleasing to the eye, and it was normal for Jiang Shi to watch her eat.

Grandma Jiang felt that she could eat a few more mouthfuls of food just by looking at Wen Ling.

After dinner, Jiang Shi cleaned up.

He really didn't let Wen Ling interfere at all, he tidied it up quickly, and then tidied it up for Grandma Jiang, and then took Wen Ling back to the room.

The two of them were washing and cleaning, and they were busy again.

By the time it's all over, it's already a bit late.

For the modern world, seven o'clock is just the beginning of nightlife. How can it be considered late at night before the phone is turned on or the game is played?

But for people of this age, it is really too late.

Many families in the village can't even afford to run wires or light electric lights, and they still light kerosene lamps.

Kerosene is also expensive, and it is not easy for ordinary people to consume too much, and they usually count the hours.

No one wants to procrastinate those who can eat early.

Wen Ling and the others stayed late because they came back late and it took a long time to cook.

Now I finished washing and got on the kang, it was past eight o'clock.

After blowing out the kerosene lamp, when the two of them started, there were still two blankets.

But after a while, Wen Ling touched it quietly.

Painting is such a thing that you are familiar with it once.

Last night, Jiang Shi was still awkward about painting. In many cases, he didn't even get the point, it all depended on human instinct.

But after figuring it out on his own and understanding some of the fun, Jiang Shi has upgraded from being a primary school chicken tonight.

Feeling the little girl's cool little hand coming over, Jiang Shi pulled her over.

Originally, he still wanted to take the initiative, but he was afraid of scaring the little girl.

In addition, I walked the mountain road for a long time today, I don't know, is the little girl tired?

Jiang Shi was afraid that Wen Ling would be tired, and if he continued to toss around, what should Wen Ling do if he felt uncomfortable?

They were just married, and their days were still long, so they were not in a hurry for momentary pleasure.

But if the little girl took the initiative, Jiang Shi felt that he still had no resistance.

But after only a few seconds of hesitation, he completely surrendered and handed over the brush.

A night of pens and dragons, a night of noise on paper.

Probably because he has figured out the real essentials of painting, Jiang Shi feels like a student who is exploring, always wanting to try new ideas, new methods, and even new ways of holding the brush, or new way of painting.

And the process of exploring is also very interesting.

At first, 233 secretly wanted to watch it, but finally couldn't take it anymore, and then quietly blocked the two people's pictures, and went to see other people's pictures.