The Liang family did not have a hanger, so Shen Yingyue went back with her clothes and hung them directly on the bamboo pole in front of the house.

I wanted to take a shower, but her clothes had already been taken out and washed, and she couldn't wear them at all, which was really a problem.

Do you want to wait until your clothes are dry before washing? Or don't you change your clothes first?

Shen Yingyue was pondering when she saw a figure walking towards her, and she was suddenly stunned.

It is a man about 20 years old, tall and straight, 1.88 meters by sight, his body is a short brown washed white linen, a pair of long legs are straight and strong, and the black hair on his head is erected with a linen hairband, meticulous and neat.

His skin is wheat color in line with the aesthetics of modern people, his handsome face is angular and angular, and his facial features can't find the slightest flaw, especially those eyes, which are black and white, so deep that they seem to be able to suck people in.

This is her husband in this life, Liang Hanchu, the third son of the Liang family. Although he was born in a peasant family, he had an impeccable handsome appearance, and his shabby clothes could not hide his excellence. He studied in the academy, but he didn't have the weakness of a scholar, but he only had a strong hardness and domineering spirit of pure masters.

At this moment, Shen Yingyue had a deep feeling that flowers were inserted on cow dung.

She's the lump of cow dung.

Just when she was shocked by the terrible appearance of this ancient rural man, Liang Hanchu also looked at her with very surprised eyes, and he was still holding a medicine bag in his hand.

"You...... It's okay? ”

His voice is very worthy of his appearance, very good, with a subwoofer, low, sexy, and a little ...... sultry, Shen Yingyue's ears were a little crispy when she heard it.

"I'm fine, I don't need to take medicine." Shen Yingyue said with a straight face, now is not the time to be a nymphomaniac.

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine, I can't still do laundry."

"Hmm......" Liang Hanchu glanced at the clothes hanging on the bamboo pole a few more times, his surprise just now came from Shen Yingyue's safety and soundness, and even more from seeing that his daughter-in-law, whose living habits were so bad, could actually wash clothes.

The sun really came out in the west, and she used to only deliberately stain his clean clothes.

"You go into the house." Shen Yingyue had just finished drying her clothes and went into the house first.

In the future, she hasn't figured out how to go, and now she has to adapt to the present for the time being, so she still has to accept this identity and this husband.

Liang Hanchu followed in, and when he saw the neat room, the handsome face that was already surprised turned into shock.

But he seems to be a person who can hide his emotions very well, is the legendary deep and introverted, or black-bellied? Anyway, after a few seconds of shock, his face was back in the open.

Shen Yingyue used the missing corner teapot on the table to pour a glass of water into the teacup with some cracks but finally not leaking.

"Let's drink saliva, it burned at noon, it's cold, it's just hot, it's good to drink cold." Shen Yingyue handed the cup over and stepped aside.

Her body is too fat, she can sweat when she moves, she has done so much work today, the smell on her body must be bad, she doesn't want to smoke Liang Hanchu.

It's not that I feel sorry for Liang Hanchu, but I just don't want to make myself embarrassed.

Liang Hanchu whispered "thank you" in his own subwoofer voice, and brought the cup to his mouth.

"You can sit down too."

"Oh." Shen Yingyue sat down at the missing corner, mottled table, she was too fat, and she felt that the chair under her ass was about to fall apart.

The atmosphere became a little awkward.