Beautiful Farming Wife Chapter 84 parietal wall

"Didn't you say that you didn't like me coming into contact with him? I told him to deposit my share of the money in the bank. There wasn't much left at home, so I went to get it. "

"And then?"

"With how powerful Qian Jingui is in the town, I reckon that his spies have already spread the news of him at the fruit market from the moment we arrived. You know that his body reeks of copper and is filled with profits, naturally, she caught a whiff of some business opportunity and came looking for cooperation."

"It's that simple?"

"What do you think?" Luo Manman raised his eyebrows in displeasure, amused by his taut face.

"My wife, I was just worried that you would be bullied. You know, I don't doubt your intentions." Xiao Yiming anxiously explained in a voice that was a few decibels louder.

Seeing his anxious and cautious expression, Luo Manman couldn't help but burst out laughing:

"You're thinking too much, Qian Jingui's sight is so high, and she values a woman's chastity so much. I'm already yours, do you really think that your wife's charm is so great, that others can still think of her?"

"Wife, I'm sorry, I was reckless, I was petty." Xiao Yiming held her tightly, wrapped his arm around her waist and softly explained.

"You're jealous." Luo Manman didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she pointed at his nose.

"Wife, you're mine alone." As Xiao Yiming said this, he did not give her a chance to speak. He grabbed the back of her head and fiercely kissed down.

He no longer held his usual deep love and madly kissed her. The air between his lips crazily submerged her.

As Luo Manman opened her mouth to speak, her hot lips constantly pressed down on her.

He pressed his body between the icy cold wall and his broad chest, and the two of them performed the ancient version of the wall brazenly.

Xiao Yiming kissed deeply, his big hands were not idle. With a tug, the clothes on his shoulders fell and revealed his smooth skin.

His eyes were burning as he groaned and lowered his head to continue plundering her. This soft and sweet feeling was something he could never get tired of.

Luo Manman's heart was beating non-stop, the sound of beating intensely was as though it was going to break out of her body.

He was stunned for a moment. It was only until his upper body felt cool that he finally realized that something was amiss. It was almost time for dinner. Was it okay for them to be like this?

She stretched out both of her hands and pushed at Xiao Yiming. Helpless, his arms were tightly holding her like an iron arm. What do we do when we call for a meal later? "

Seeing her blushing and panicking, Xiao Yiming stroked her swollen lips and said frighteningly: "This is your punishment. If you don't behave yourself next time, I'll bully you like this."

"Ha..." Luo Manman had the urge to cry. Xiao Yiming's skin was getting thicker and thicker, and he was getting more and more overbearing.

Fortunately, Xiao Niang did not notice anything strange between the two during dinner. Otherwise, Luo Manman would be so embarrassed that she would want to find a hole to hide in.

Life day after day, the simple and innocent rural life was very warm.

Soon the weather began to grow cold, and the clothes on him thickened, and autumn was coming to an end, and winter was coming.

Xiao Niang had been extremely busy these past few days. She had to hurry to get out her winter clothes and jacket before winter fell.

was also helping out by the side. However, after studying for a long time, she either got it or had sewn it crooked, and could not help but be a little dejected: "Aunt, making these shoes takes a lot of effort. How about we go to the town some other day to buy a few pairs?"

"You don't buy in such detail. Besides, your money is not from the wind. Save it as much as you can. We farmers don't need to pay that much attention to it."

It's clear to me that this child has been made from my own hands ever since I was young. "

The Xiao Niang smiled lovingly, causing her to think of a poem. The thread in her mother's hand;

Seeing Luo Manman in a daze, Xiao Niang took the cloth shoes in her hands and laughed: "The bottom of this cloth shoe is just a piece of work, you have to learn it slowly before you can learn it, I will make it, you go to the courtyard and chat with Yi Ming."

"It's good that I'm here to talk with auntie, why does auntie dislike me for being clumsy and unwilling to teach me?"

Luo Manman playfully stuck out her tongue. It wasn't enough for her to be together with Xiao Yiming everyday, she definitely wouldn't stay by his side all the time. She should leave some distance between the two in order for them to be able to breathe normally.

"You child …" Xiao Niang glared at her, before he buried his head back into his shoes.

Luo Manman watched as she weaved thread after thread of cloth back and forth back and forth back and forth with great familiarity. She couldn't help but be puzzled, thinking that in the modern era, she would be more adept at knitting wool shoes by herself, but why wasn't she able to control them?

Oh yes, woolen shoes. Wearing them in winter was very warm, so it was better for her to fiddle around. To her, who was afraid of the cold, wearing thin cloth shoes in winter was a very scary thing.

After making up his mind, Luo Manman ran into the courtyard like a wisp of smoke to search for that robust figure. At this time, Xiao Yiming was splitting firewood, and a pile of firewood was piled on the ground.

Seeing that charming figure appear in the courtyard, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his forehead. "My wife, why are you wearing so little and coming out so soon? Be careful not to catch a cold?"

"Then why are you still bare-chested? Aren't you cold?" Luo Manman wrapped the two pieces of clothing around his body, and when he looked at Xiao Yiming who was drenched in sweat, he immediately felt extremely hot.

Drops of sweat the size of beans dripped down from his forehead onto his broad chest, and then, along his well-fitting waist. Gulp, Luo Manman seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own saliva being swallowed.

In such a cold day, he did not forget how seductive men could be. Luo Manman glared at him, and seeing him rubbing his forehead, he shyly smiled: "My wife, I am covered in sweat from work, how could I be cold?"

"Oh right, if you have time later, go to the mountain and chop some bamboo. Help me make some thin bamboo sticks." Luo Manman withdrew his gaze and said calmly.

"Bamboo sticks?"

"Even if the length of the chopsticks is longer than the length of the chopsticks, then you can make it very, very fine. Don't ask so many questions, you'll know when the time comes."

"Alright, since my wife has given the order, I'll go now."

As long as it was something Luo Manman asked of him, he would immediately settle it. She casually grabbed a jacket and slung it over her shoulders, then happily brandished her sickle and headed up the mountain.

After Xiao Yiming finished signing the woolen needle, the two of them went to the neighboring village and shot a few hook needles at the blacksmith.

The blacksmith was an experienced man. Usually, the villagers would go to his place to fight axes, scythes, and the like.

Luo Manman briefly described to him that the blacksmith understood what she meant by the hook needle.

"Wifey, what do you use this for?" On the way back, Xiao Yiming said while playing with the hook and needle.

This was similar to a fish hook, but it was too big. Could it be that his wife was so interested in going fishing in the middle of winter?

"I'm going to give you a big surprise. You'll know when the time comes." Luo Manman took back the hook in his hand with a mysterious look on his face.

With the crochet, I need to prepare the wool and soft soles.

In this era, there was no woolen cloth. Luo Manman could only buy some thick cotton threads and knead them until they became thicker before using a hook. After collecting all the tools and materials, Luo Manman holed herself up in her house and started to weave woolen shoes.

He first started with the simplest pattern, the bamboo sticks woven into the upper of the shoe, and then hooked it together with a hook. It had been a long time since he had hooked a thread, and he became more and more proficient at it from the start to the end.

Three days later, a beautiful pair of black and blue shoes was born.

"Wife, you called me?" The door creaked open and a deep, comfortable sound rang out.

Xiao Yiming stuck out half of his handsome face and asked curiously. It was currently dusk outside the window, and a gorgeous, multicolored glow from the horizon entered through the window.

It landed on the side of Luo Manman's face, outlining her beautiful figure, making her skin seem even whiter.

Xiao Yiming couldn't help but be stunned. It was a little difficult to breathe, as his wife was the most beautiful.

Luo Manman didn't sense this person's approach, she was only thinking whether this pair of shoes Xiao Yiming would like. Looking at the pair of shoes that was already complete, the corner of her mouth brimmed with excitement.

Xiao Yiming was infected by her smile, and a light smile leaked out of his throat: "Wifey …"

"Ya, when did you come? You scared me."

"What are you doing? "He's so serious that he didn't even know I came in." Xiao Yiming stroked her beautiful hair, his face full of affection for her.

"Yi Ming, this is it. These are the shoes that I made for you according to your size. Try it and see if it fits." Under the sunset, Luo Manman had a gorgeous expression. She waved the string shoes in her hands, and laughed as if she was offering a treasure.

Even though his wife wasn't the most beautiful one, a light smile would always be able to bring out the soul from the bottom of his heart, causing his heart to palpitate fiercely.

"My wife, did you do this?" He was so excited that he couldn't hide his surprise and delight.

"Right, quickly try it. It won't work."

Luo Manman used black and blue color. Although the patterns were simple, the shoes that were brought out were very simple and generous. Xiao Yiming had never seen such shoes before.

He couldn't wait to try it on, so he walked back and forth a few steps. The upper of the shoe was very soft and warm, making it very comfortable to wear.

"It's extremely fitting. I really like it. My wife, how did you do it? What a coincidence." Xiao Yiming went over to the edge of the pit and sat down beside her, then grabbed her little hand.

His wife's hands were very soft, but it was with these two hands that she was able to support the entire Xiao family.

"It's good that you like it, stop touching it. I'm even holding a hook in my hand." Luo Manman purposely shook the hook in his hand, seeing that he was still dishonest.

"Hee hee …" Xiao Yiming was full of praise. He glanced at kang's thread, bamboo crochet, and soft shoe cushions. He suddenly realized:

"So the reason my daughter-in-law bought these was to make line shoes? It's amazing that a piece of thread could make such a nice pair of practical shoes. "

"That's right …" Laughed at his boyish appearance.

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