The reborn husband returns

Chapter 25

Jiang Huaisheng had a sullen face and didn't even say much polite words. He nodded after taking the money, and walked outside. The guy who was going to chat for a while also stopped talking and gave Jiang Huaisheng a sympathetic look.

The medicinal materials that this person brought over were all of the best quality, and every time he came back, he would always talk about how good his husband was, and the look on his face was probably due to an awkward dispute with his husband at home.

The person who came by sighed, and smiled at the next person who came to buy medicine.

Jiang Huaisheng carried an empty backpack and walked around the town twice to buy some saponins. When he saw a long line of steamed stuffed bun shops in front of him, he couldn't help but walk over there.

Xu Ji’s pan-fried buns are thin-skinned and full of meat, and you can smell the aroma when you stand at the end of the line, but they are a bit small, and many people just buy two to satisfy their cravings.

Jiang Huaisheng stood here waiting for the steamed buns to come out, and his eyes fell on the people passing by.

Whether it's husband and wife or husband and wife, the relationship between them is not much different from what Mo Ying said, at most they walk side by side, occasionally looking at the people beside them, and expressing affection with each other.

But that's all.

Jiang Huaisheng felt cold in his heart, he was not from this place, in his previous view of love, hugging and kissing are normal things, even making out during the day is unfettered.

It would be weird if young couples in love didn't hold hands and arms on the street.

But according to the memory of the original owner, Jiang's parents rarely communicate with each other, even at home, they rarely contact each other. Occasionally, I can see Jiang's father helping Jiang's mother.

Jiang Huaisheng's expression became even more ugly, he withdrew his gaze and looked down at the ground in front of him.

It took a long time for Jiang Huaisheng to convince himself to follow the Romans, and for Mo Ying, it is okay to endure some things.

He pressed his forehead with some headaches. It was a simple matter when he thought about it, but it was really hard for Mo Ying to control himself.

Jiang Huaisheng silently said restraint several times in his mind, and when he looked up, he saw another couple coming from a distance, one of them was hugging the other's waist, asking him how he was, the smile on his face was like a blossoming flower.

And the people around looked at the person being hugged with envy.

"Did the child kick you? Are you tired after walking for so long?"

As soon as Jiang Huaisheng's eyes flashed brightly, he heard the passing person talking non-stop. The word "child" caught Jiang Huaisheng's attention. He looked at the man's husband, his stomach bulged slightly, as if It looks like she is pregnant with a child.

There was a lot of ups and downs in his heart, even Jiang Huaisheng, who had kept the seedlings for two or three months and was calm, couldn't help but want to scold at this moment.

He hasn't even climbed up on the bed, even if he wants to take Mo Ying to the streets like this, he will have to work hard for at least another year, and this has to be on the basis that Mo Ying agrees to have a baby with him.

If Mo Ying was unwilling, wouldn't he have to find his husband in the crowd for the rest of his life?

Jiang Huaisheng had hopes in his heart, but felt that this was not a long-term solution. He was entangled, but he still didn't forget to buy the buns.

Two for a penny, and five were not as big as his palm. Jiang Huaisheng bought twenty of them, and put the fried buns wrapped in oiled paper into his back basket.

As for getting along with Mo Ying, he should endure it for a few days to see how Mo Ying's attitude is.

Jiang Huaisheng's mood was not much better than when he came here, his whole face was expressionless, and passers-by looked at him from a distance and felt that he was not easy to get along with.

But there are also some people who just want to join Jiang Huaisheng.

"Huaisheng, are you going to town?" Duan Zhen followed Jiang Huaisheng all the way with his good brothers, and he dared to stand up and stop Jiang Huaisheng when there were few people on the road.

Jiang Huaisheng just pretended that he didn't hear, and continued walking forward in a sullen manner.

Duan Zhen couldn't hold back, he played tricks on the others, Jia He stepped forward to stop Jiang Huaisheng, and smiled maliciously at Jiang Huaisheng, "Did you buy Xu Ji's buns?" Huh? We can smell it from far away."

"What does it have to do with you?" Jiang Huaisheng pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a provocative smile. He didn't want to talk to these people at first.

But some people want to hit this gun.

"Are we brothers still divided between you and me?" Jia He patted his chest, "Brother will never cheat you, let us taste your meat bun too?"

"How can it be done by one person?" Liu San was also a little greedy. It's not that he was short of money for a bun, but he just came out with Duan Zhen. He couldn't keep the money he had on him. He hadn't had this meat for a long time. I ate it.

"If you say it's for us brothers, my brother-in-law will definitely not blame you."

"Yes." Jiang Huaisheng nodded, and he quickly looked around. At this time, the sky was foggy, and the thunder sounded, and there was a hint of rain.

He put down his back basket, pretended to get things, swayed his body, kicked Duan Zhen to the ground first, and then packed them up one by one.

The most feared thing about doing agronomy is suffering. During the long waiting time, Jiang Huaisheng practiced a lot of legs and feet, but changed his body and made a lot of rust. Fortunately, although the original owner couldn't fight, his body was still strong. To be worn down.

Compared with him, people like Duan Zhen are not enough.

They didn't pay attention to Jiang Huaisheng at all, but what they knew was just a three-legged cat kung fu. They only relied on their youth and strength, and there were many people. This time they didn't pay attention for a while, so they fell into Jiang Huaisheng's hands.

When the five people were beaten to the ground, Jiang Huaisheng was a little out of breath.

He glanced at the sky, gave up the idea of ​​continuing the beating, and picked up his own basket.

After feeling depressed, Jiang Huaisheng's face was still calm, he walked up to Duan Zhen and knelt down again, pinching Duan Zhen's head with one hand, "I said before, if I don't know you, I don't know you."

"If you don't know each other again, I'll hit you once I see you."

"Jiang Huaisheng!" Duan Zhen's eyes were tearing apart. He has been running rampant in Sanhe Village for so many years. When has he ever been beaten to the ground?

Displeasure flashed across Jiang Huaisheng's eyes, and he raised his hand to remove Duan Zhen's chin, "It's best not to say anything about it."

"Also, don't try to trick my husband any more."

Duan Zhen was still angry, he struggled and wanted to get up, when he saw Jiang Huaisheng stood up and clapped his hands, the voice from above his head was very soft, but Duan Zhen's eyes widened, and there was a A trace of fear.

"Or, do you want to force me to recover my memory?"

"Although I don't remember what happened before, it doesn't mean I'm stupid. I can still tell the difference between kindness and hatred."

After Jiang Huaisheng finished speaking, he continued to rush home. The rumble in the sky became more and more intense. Maybe it would rain if he didn't get home.

Duan Zhen couldn't move for a long time, when the lightning struck just now, he seemed to see Jiang Huaisheng who was the night of his marriage, obviously pushed to the ground by them, covering his head, trembling and moaning non-stop.

But suddenly, he seemed to have a different look, and when he looked at them, it was like a ghost climbing up from hell.

Jiang Huaisheng can't care about how scared and flustered they are at the moment.

The rain in the summer night was heavy, and when the bean-sized raindrops fell on his body, Jiang Huaisheng hurriedly took out the buns from the basket, wrapped them in several layers of leaves, and stuffed them into his arms.

He shivered from the cold leaves. When Jiang Huaisheng returned to the door with the buns in his arms, his body was already wet. He took a breath and knocked on the door.

Guessing that Mo Ying was coming, he even protected the bun in his arms, for fear that Mo Ying would find out later.

I think back then he also laughed at those people who stuffed things in their bosoms. These twenty buns are only ten cents. With his current wealth and the speed at which he makes money, he won't feel bad even if he loses them.

But now Jiang Huaisheng would rather protect Baozi and let the rain fall all over him.

The moment he knocked on the door of his own house, Jiang Huaisheng suddenly understood this state of mind.

Baozi is still those buns, but the meaning is different.

It's not that he wants to eat these things, but that he wants to bring them back for Mo Ying to taste, thinking about giving them today, even if they give them today, I feel sorry for being a day late.

Hearing the sound, Mo Ying rushed out, opened the door, and quickly put the umbrella over, seeing Jiang Huaisheng shrinking his shoulders made him even more distressed.

"I'll go to the kitchen to put things first." Jiang Huaisheng said something hastily, and then ran over.

Mo Ying didn't even have time to pass the umbrella, so she had to close the door and came over with the umbrella herself.

Jiang Huaisheng was pretending to be digging things out, when he saw Mo Ying walking in, he picked up the firm fried bun and peeled off layers of leaves.

"It happened to be raining heavily when I came back. I pulled a few leaves to wrap them up, and I don't know if they got wet when I put them in the basket."

"Let's change clothes first." Mo Ying stretched out her hand to take the things in his hand, looking at Jiang Huaisheng's drenched clothes full of worry.

Jiang Huaisheng hid for a while, he was relieved to see that the oil paper was still dry after he opened it, but when he touched it, he found that the fried buns had already been completely cooled.

His hands were also icy cold, and Jiang Huaisheng felt that he was really stupid for a moment.

"It's a pity that it's cold. I'll eat it later." He pretended to be relaxed and put the things aside, "I'll go change my clothes first."

Mo Ying watched him go out, knelt down and continued to help Jiang Huaisheng organize things.

The back basket was also full of damp, and the water was still dripping, except for the steamed buns that Jiang Huaisheng took out, there were only a few saponins in it.

Mo Ying stirred the charcoal in the stove, so that the remaining heat could continue to maintain the heat of the water on the fire.

When I got up, I suddenly felt a little weird.

He turned back and looked at the basket, then at the leaves that had been thrown on the ground.

Only half of the outermost leaf was slightly stained with water drops, and the rest was dry. Thinking of Jiang Huaisheng's weird posture when he entered the door, Mo Ying couldn't help but bent down and touched the leaf.

It's not a cold touch, it seems that there is still some warmth left.

"What are you looking at?" When Jiang Huaisheng walked in, seeing Mo Ying staring at the leaves, he moved his eyes slightly uncomfortably.

Mo Ying blinked her eyes to hide her gaffe, then stood up and looked at Jiang Huaisheng, "I've never seen this leaf before, if it's in the forest, it's perfect for storing water in summer."

"There is still hot water in the pot, take a bath before cooking."

Jiang Huaisheng's heart warmed, he grinned, and immediately nodded in response.

He was about to walk towards the side room with the pot in his hand, when he heard Mo Ying call out from behind, "Wait a minute."

Jiang Huaisheng turned around suspiciously, he was still holding a cauldron in both arms, and his movements were a little slow.

Mo Ying, who was a few steps away from him, clenched his fist and let out a breath before stepping forward to kiss Jiang Huaisheng on the cheek.

Then, he urged Jiang Huaisheng in an inaudible voice, "Go now."

Jiang Huaisheng felt itchy on his face, not like being kissed, but more like being scratched by Mo Ying with a feather, which made people's heart itchy, he couldn't move, just licked his lips, His voice was a little dry, "Is this also a reward?"

"No," Mo Ying's voice became a little louder, he felt his face was going to burn, he spat at himself, but he spoke clearly.

"I just wanted to kiss you all of a sudden."