Xiao Changyi gave her a word with great certainty: "Yes." ”

This man

Quiet didn't speak, just looked at Xiao Changyi and smiled.

Xiao Changyi simply pulled her into his arms and hugged her.

He didn't speak, but gently rubbed the top of her head with his cold hard chin.

This reminded Jing Jing of something suddenly, and asked, "Xianggong, you don't seem to touch my head much lately?" ”

"Hmm."

"Why don't you touch it?"

"There's no need." He knew and was sure that she would only be docile to him, so there was no need for him to feel it for himself.

Quiet understood what he meant, but still didn't let him go: "What's unnecessary? ”

Xiao Changyi turned Quiet's body over, let Quietness face him, and looked at Quiet for a long time before he lowered his head, pressed his forehead against her forehead, rubbed it lightly, and then said slowly: "You will only do this to me." ”

Obviously, he still didn't say the whole thing, but he didn't force Xiao Changyi anymore, but raised his hand to pinch Xiao Changyi's handsome face, and scolded with a smile: "Cheeky!" After a pause, "But I like it"

The corners of Xiao Changyi's mouth hooked slightly.

Quietly watching her father-in-law smile so subtly every time, I wanted to tease, but it was already rare to think of her family's cold father-in-law, not only talking to her, but also smiling at her.

As for the others, his father-in-law didn't laugh, the words were pitiful, and it was no wonder that Wang Youbao mistook him for a dumb person.

However, just thinking that she was such a special existence to her father-in-law, it was sweet to be quiet and sweet, and there were more smiles on her face.

The two stayed in the inner room for a while, and then Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi went to the river to wash the jar.

Then, put the other 20 catties of bean curd that had been made at home into two jars.

Early the next morning, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi came to the town to sell fermented bean curd, because Jing Jing promised those women yesterday, so Jing Jing first sold it to those women who didn't buy it yesterday, and then sold it to others.

As soon as twenty catties of bean curd were sold, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi went home.

As soon as they had lunch, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi moved the two baskets out of the corner, and then began to process the 100 catties of tofu that had become moldy and hairy.

Take a white wine bath on the moldy tofu, then evenly dip the moldy tofu with seasoning, and finally, put it in a jar.

Ten small jars were fitted.

These ten jars of bean curd, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi have already discussed, and they will not go to the town to sell it immediately, but wait a few days before going.

You have to give people time to eat fermented bean curd, otherwise, if they don't finish eating it, you will sell it, and those people won't buy it, resulting in a lot fewer people buying it, after all, there are so many people in the town.

An Fu and Shi Xiaolan delivered the tofu the next afternoon.

As soon as An Fu and Shi Xiaolan left, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi were busy cutting tofu, and then put the cut small pieces of tofu and straw into the basket layer by layer to make it moldy.

By the time you're busy, it's already dark.

After eating, taking a bath, Jing Jing and Xiao Changyi lay on the bed, quiet was a little tired, although she was lying, she was lying in Xiao Changyi's arms, and Xiao Changyi was holding her.

There were no lights in the room, and it was pitch black.

"Xianggong, what are we going to do tomorrow?" Quiet's eyelids were a little heavy, and the sleepy bugs had already attacked, but she still asked in a daze.

"The grass is growing in the field, and tomorrow we will hoe the grass."

Xiao Changyi's words, listening quietly and feeling very down-to-earth, her eyes closed unconsciously, and she answered softly, and she fell asleep.