The reborn husband returns

Chapter 3 Jiang Xinji

Mo Ying gritted his teeth and endured it. In his previous life, he often treated Jiang Huaisheng coldly, thinking of excuses to send him away, but he never thought that there would be a day when it would be the other way around.

He blushed hard, pinched the corner of his clothes with his palms, and made a shy gesture, "I didn't eat it on purpose, I just... I'm a little hungry."

Mo Ying lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, Jiang Huaisheng couldn't see his eyes, but he saw the red color spreading to his neck, and the thin white fingers were grasping the skirt of his clothes helplessly, Jiang Huaisheng was in a state of confusion A beat.

He moved his eyes uncomfortably, coughed lightly, and lowered his voice, "Since you are my husband, these are all yours, there is nothing to eat."

"Really?" Mo Ying's anger dissipated, she was puzzled, she still pretended to be pitiful, and raised her head timidly.

His face was reddish and his eyes were watery. It was obvious that he was afraid. Jiang Huaisheng came to a conclusion on his own and forgot all the things he heard on the road.

"Ah."

Jiang Huaisheng looked at the two plates of innocent cakes again. He only tasted two pieces in the morning and left. The water was also hot water, which was reserved for Mo Ying.

After spending a lot of energy last night, Mo Ying might be hungry when he wakes up, even if he eats all of these, he may not be full, but he ate a plate and saved another plate for himself.

Jiang Huaisheng's heart warmed, and he said again: "This food is too tired, I went out in the morning to change something, let's have dinner together later."

Mo Ying tried to see something from Jiang Huaisheng's face, but it was in vain. He couldn't figure out what Jiang Huaisheng was thinking, so he responded and stopped talking.

Jiang Huaisheng only thought that he was shy, so he turned and went to the kitchen to watch the food.

As he left, the shyness on Mo Ying's face faded a little, she stroked her robe, and got out of bed.

The pheasants tied together in the yard were struggling in all directions, not giving in to each other, each exerting their strength, Mo Ying rolled his eyes and smiled genuinely.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Huaisheng went out to hunt early in the morning. Fortunately, he didn't leave directly this time.

Jiang Huaisheng stepped out of the kitchen with a porcelain bowl, and saw Mo Ying outside the main room looking at the pheasants from a distance. His smile couldn't be fake, probably because he liked these chickens very much?

He hesitated for a moment, but stepped forward to stop Mo Ying.

"Let's eat first." The few chickens in the yard are going to be sold later, and I'm really worried that Mo Ying won't let him take them out if he likes them.

Mo Ying subconsciously turned her head, her face was immediately stiff, followed Jiang Huaisheng into the kitchen step by step, and helped carry a plate, all the way to the main room, she just stared at the steamed buns on the plate.

Steamed buns made of crushed corn and mixed with some sorghum flour look bright yellow, but they look bland when served with boiled vegetables and porridge.

The porridge consists of only a few grains of rice and some beans, and you can see the bottom of the bowl at a glance.

Jiang Huaisheng also felt a bit shabby, but the family was indeed poor and poor. No matter how hard he tried, it was impossible for him to eat fine noodles these days. He took the lead in picking up the chopsticks and said frankly: "The family is poor now, so they can only eat noodles. These will get better in the future.”

"I don't mind." Mo Ying shook his head, he knew what he was going to face when he stayed.

When he took the first bite of the steamed bun, Mo Ying was a little hesitant. He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Huaisheng who was munching on the steamed bun. He touched the rough slice of steamed bun with the tip of his tongue, and swallowed it again.

Maybe he didn't know enough about Jiang Huaisheng's poverty.

Jiang Huaisheng was very hungry, he managed to maintain his image while eating, and even glanced at Mo Ying from time to time. After this meal, he was [-]% certain that Mo Ying was the son of the city lord.

The only point of hesitation is that Mo Ying obviously can't bear this kind of hardship, but still endures to stay. Could it be that he really likes him?

But he had only been here for one night, and Jiang Huaisheng sipped the porridge in his own bowl, leaving Mo Ying enough time to dawdle.

After Mo Ying drank the last mouthful of porridge and put down the bowl and chopsticks, he drank the porridge in the bowl in one gulp.

"Let's talk later."

Mo Ying's body, which had just been relaxed, suddenly became tense, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, "Talk about... what are you talking about?"

It's not that they're married, they've also got a bridal chamber, let's live a good life, Jiang Huaisheng is so serious, it always makes him feel bad.

"Talk about it later." Jiang Huaisheng didn't say much, he had already stood up and cleaned up the dishes.

Mo Ying then stood up, took the bowl and was about to go to the kitchen, his head was in a mess, did Jiang Huaisheng dislike him for not being able to work?

As if confirming his conjecture, Jiang Huaisheng easily took more of the bowl in Mo Ying's hand, pressed it on his own bowl, and said casually: "Don't touch these, be careful not to hurt yourself."

Mo Ying is not convinced, he has never washed the dishes, but is this difficult?Thinking that he was smart since he was a child, how could he fall into this kind of thing.

Mo Ying stubbornly followed Jiang Huaisheng's footsteps, and when he turned to fetch water, he rolled up his sleeves and picked up the bowl.

Immediately afterwards, the bowl slipped from his hand and smashed into the basin, causing a splash of water.

Jiang Huaisheng turned his head hastily, and what he saw was Mo Ying standing there innocently.

But it's not certain whether this innocence is really innocent or just pretending. He looked at the bowls and chopsticks in the eye basin, took the bucket that hadn't been put down in the well aside, and beckoned to Mo Ying, "Come here."

Mo Ying turned her head and pretended not to hear.

Jiang Huaisheng's face was suddenly serious, his legs were slightly separated, his hands on the well rope were moved away, the corners of his mouth were straightened, his eyes were fixed on Mo Ying, as if he was angry, "Mo Ying, come here. "

He brought his name, and Mo Ying couldn't pretend not to hear it anymore, but walked slowly towards the well under Jiang Huaisheng's cold face.

His eyes moved nimbly, and he became nervous for no reason. He had never been so anxious even if he hadn't finished his homework. His mind quickly flashed back to the days when he was with Jiang Huaisheng in his previous life.

At that time, Jiang Huaisheng was obedient to him and almost never treated him coldly.

Under the contrast between the two sides, Mo Ying's confidence became more confident. If Jiang Huaisheng dared to attack him, he would go back to the Mo family first, and wait for Jiang Huaisheng to regret chasing him, and then try to dampen Jiang Huaisheng's temper.

Jiang Huaisheng's eyes flickered, and he suppressed the smile that was about to burst out, and just looked at Mo Ying like a rabbit just out of the nest, cautious and curious, as if he would jump back if there was any trouble.

"What did you call me here for?" Mo Ying looked down at her toes, and glanced at the mouth of the well two steps away.

He made several worst guesses in his heart, so he hadn't reacted to being pinched on the cheek, and it was a little strange to hear Jiang Huaisheng speak.

"The sun is poisonous now, let's sit in the room first." Jiang Huaisheng had noticed Mo Ying's dripping fingertips a long time ago, but when he got closer, he focused all his attention on Mo Ying's trembling eyelashes. The hand turned a corner in mid-air, pinching Mo Ying's face.

Exposure to the fact that Mo Ying moved the bowl and chopsticks may result in a red-eyed rabbit, but at the moment, the pink-cheeked husband is his favorite.

Jiang Huaisheng twirled his fingers, realizing his love for Mo Ying, and decided to change the focus of the conversation later.

When Jiang Huaisheng turned around to fetch water, Mo Ying also moved towards the main room. After taking a few steps, he paused for a moment, glanced at Jiang Huaisheng's back, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Jiang Huaisheng couldn't be angry at all, and he was teasing him on purpose, right?

Before Jiang Huaisheng turned around, Mo Ying had already turned his head and continued walking towards the main room. After entering the door, he raised his fingertips and touched his cheek.

There were still a few drops of water on his face, which Jiang Huaisheng got on when he touched him just now, and the heat spread across his face.

Although it is said that he has entered the bridal chamber, Jiang Huaisheng is too intimate.

Jiang Huaisheng was washing the dishes in the yard, and when he was empty, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the house.

The boys and girls here are all able to marry, so there is no need to worry about being criticized, and now it is time to cultivate their relationship.

He rinsed it with clean water for the last time, got up and put the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, intending to tell Mo Ying about the situation at home openly and honestly, and test Mo Ying again by the way.

"Huaisheng?" The voice from outside the door sounded one step ahead of him, Jiang Huaisheng stopped the steps he had just stepped into the main room, and looked outside the door.

This is the family he went to exchange for food just now, and it is also a distant relative of the original owner a few rooms away. After all, he still needs to call the other party "Abo". more miserable.

Mo Ying also got up, "Aren't you going to open the door?"

Jiang Huaisheng thought of his "A Huai" yesterday, and he was temporarily moved, his face was troubled, "It's not convenient for them to know that I remember the previous things, I'm afraid they will find out if I talk too much, and maybe cause trouble .”

What trouble could this cause?Mo Ying was puzzled, and when he was about to speak, he remembered Jiang Huaisheng's temperament, he was always sincere, and he must have told these people what he could say.

Guessing that these villagers still had some entanglements with Jiang Huaisheng, he patted Jiang Huaisheng's arm, "Don't worry, I'll come."

Jiang Huaisheng immediately responded and took a step behind Mo Ying.

His movements were too swift, which actually made Mo Ying even more curious.

Uncle Yuan waited and waited for no one to open the door, he was worried, and planned to go back and ask his son to come over to have a look. He saw Jiang Huai carrying a hare passing by this morning, so he was so excited that he forgot to give some instructions.

When those meals were brought back, he didn't know if Jiang Huaisheng would heat them himself.

The door opened slightly, and the first thing Yuan Abo saw was Mo Ying. He looked at this brother who seemed to have stepped out of a painting, and said uncertainly, "Where's Huaisheng? You are..."

He had a faint guess in his heart, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

"I'm his husband." Mo Ying smiled lightly, looked back at Jiang Huaisheng, and asked a little shyly, "Why are you looking for Huaisheng?"

Aunt Yuan was shocked, and he was stunned for a while, before he snorted twice, "I am his auncle, just to see if you have eaten? I think Huaisheng is a little smarter this morning."

"I've eaten." Mo Ying replied softly, "There was an accident last night, my husband's mind is much better now, but he doesn't remember much about the past."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and glanced at Jiang Huaisheng, Jiang Huaisheng very cooperatively raised a bright smile at Yuan Abo, "Hello, Abo."