MTL - I am a Good Man-Chapter 509 The husband of an educated youth (2)

About an hour later.

There was a smell of food in the simple kitchen outside, and Ji Yang was sitting next to Ye Jiao at this time.

She was stirring the sweet potato porridge in the pot, and he was watching.

The fire and the faint yellowing light barely illuminate the small kitchen. There is a stove beside it, and some firewood is piled beside it, and it will burn out.

Except for the side of the stove, which is connected to the wall, the other two sides of this small kitchen are barely piled up with bricks of different sizes. The only side left is the door.

Dim and leaky.

If it rains, the fire will not burn, let alone eat in it.

This is the kitchen his grandparents used when they were there, and it can be said to be a long time ago.

There is not much rice at home, so the porridge is cooked thinly, and Ye Jiao also put a big sweet potato brought by Zhang Yan, otherwise the two will not be full.

"It's cooked, let's eat." She put out the fire, and originally only took a bowl for herself. Later, thinking that Zhang Yan had brought the sweet potato, she gave it to Ji Yang blankly.

Cooked some wild vegetables she went to pick.

Ye Jiao has a small amount of appetite, and he is full after eating a small bowl. Ji Yang has a large amount of appetite. Even after drinking two bowls, he still feels that it is not enough to clog his teeth.

"Don't eat it?" He saw her stop, and fished in the pot, took out the rice grains and sweet potatoes, and put them in her bowl.

"I'm not going to eat anymore." Ye Jiao took the bowl aside, stood up directly, walked outside to fetch some water, and washed the bowl.

After that, she started walking into the house, carrying the iron bucket and quickly walked out, preparing to boil water and take a bath outside.

She didn't want to pay attention to him, this guy would eat all the food and leave the mess for her to clean up.

Putting the iron bucket aside, she began to pour water from the water tank into the boiling pot.

As soon as half of the pot was filled, the water tank had already bottomed out, Ye Jiao wrinkled, his red lips pressed tightly, and his mood was a bit dry.

Ji Yang didn’t care about family affairs at all. When there was no separation, Ji’s father picked the water at home. Later, Zhang Yan and Sun Miaolan disliked her taking a bath every day, mocking and mocking. She went to carry water by herself, but only two at a time She has to pick one of the two buckets of water several times in a large water tank.

My shoulder hurts so much every time.

Then they disliked her for using more firewood, saying that her daughter in the city was not paying attention to it, and she went to collect firewood by herself. Later, the work of collecting firewood at home was done for her.

This bit of water will be used tomorrow, and she is very tired. It's so late, and the lights are so dark that she can't pick it.

"Is there no water?" Ji Yang walked out of the kitchen, looked at the water tank, reached out and put it down slightly, and scooped two spoonfuls again, "Enough?"

Ye Jiao shook his head, "I have to wash tomorrow. Forget it, I'll just wipe my body."

"I'll pick it and cook it first." Ji Yang said as he walked over, he easily lifted the boiling water pot and placed it on the small stove.

When the words fell, he had picked up the iron bucket with a pole and walked out.

Ye Jiao stood on the spot, watching his figure disappear from sight, and for a moment felt that he still had something to do with him.

The next second will break your thoughts, what's the point?

She was separated for just ten days, and she left work every day to earn work points. He killed the old hen at home and killed the second one by herself, regardless of her obstruction.

It's hopeless.

She panicked, already lit the fire, and kept adding firewood to it, looking at the few sticks of firewood left, thinking about picking it up.

You have to come back early tomorrow, move faster and pick up more, otherwise the sky will get dark soon.

At this time, there was movement coming out of the door, and Ji Yang had already walked in with two buckets of water. She turned to see, to be honest, she still felt a little relieved.

Now she wants to drive, Ji Yang will do a little bit, and she will be free, otherwise she will not have time tomorrow and can only wrong herself.

He picked up a bucket of water and poured it into the water tank. Then, by pouring another bucket, he poured half of the remaining water, and he came over and said, "Add it in?"

"Do you want to take a bath?" Ye Jiao asked him, if he washes it, he will burn more.

"You don't wash your hair? I'll burn it after you wash it." Ji Yang said, opening the lid of the pot and filling it up.

After boiling, it can be mixed with two large buckets of warm water. It is enough to wash your hair and take a bath.

Zhang Miaolan and Zhang Yan also couldn't understand her. They felt that she was very water consuming to wash her hair and bath.

Ye Jiao didn't speak, she sweated a lot today, it was really uncomfortable if she didn't wash, and she would be uncomfortable at night.

"I'll pick two more times, so it can last a few days." Ji Yang put down the lid of the pot, picked up the iron bucket and walked out again.

Ye Jiao looked at the fire in the small stove, her eyes flickered, and no one knew what she was thinking.

After a while, Ji Yang came back again and filled the water tank again, and soon he filled half of it.

He walked back and forth three times, filled two-thirds of it, enough for a few days, and covered it with a wooden cover.

At this time, the water in Ye Jiao's pot was about to boil. She took several spoonfuls and put it in cold water.

She couldn't lift the whole bucket, so she could only make half of it every time. She washed her body first, and then came out to wash her hair. Although it was cold outside, she didn't have to go out and go in again.

"Add some more." Ji Yang carried it over, added a few spoonfuls of hot water, and then put cold water in it to help her mention the room, and then said, "Wash it first."

Ye Jiao paused for a while watching his operation.

It's not that Ji Yang has been so kind to her. Half a month before his wedding, she would still secretly ask him to do some work that she couldn't do. Later, Zhang Yan would look down on it, and Sun Miaolan would also ridicule her, and he had no patience.

Later, when they moved here, Ji Yang had a bad temper and pushed everything on her, like a child who had not grown up.

He went out when Ye Jiao walked in. She was absent-mindedly taking a bath, washing until there was a small bucket of water left behind.

Shampoo isn't enough, and it's a pity to throw it away.

While hesitating, Ye Jiao frowned when he heard his footsteps coming in, and a displeasure rose in his eyes.

He is keen on intercourse, always regardless of time, and she is quite conservative in temperament, it is inevitable to resist.

"Have you finished washing?" Ji Yang asked, before she could answer, "I will give you a bucket of shampoo. I will put it here."

Immediately afterwards, he closed the door again.

Ye Jiao didn't come out at the beginning. After listening carefully, he found that he was boiling water outside. He leaned out and took a look. There was a bucket of water next to him, and smoke was still coming out.

There was still a ripple in the bottom of my heart. I couldn't lift it, but not far away, I reached in with my hand, and finally I was able to wash my hair boldly and confidently.

It’s good to separate the house. If the house leaks a little, it breaks a little. You have to rely on yourself for everything, but no one cares about it. Freedom.

Ji Yang wouldn't talk about her about this kind of thing, let alone talk about her, just unreliable.

After washing, she wiped her hair out, and her body was refreshed, and the fatigue of the day seemed to have disappeared a lot.

Ji Yang had already taken down the boiling water pot and put the kettle on. There was also a very old thermos bottle beside it. The outside was stained with iron, and the original pattern could not be seen.

This is what she used to exchange the food stamps she saved with the aunt Wang next door.

"You go take a bath, I'll watch." Ye Jiao walked over, looked at him and said.

"It's going to boil, I just pour it." Ji Yang said as he lifted the lid of the pot, "wait a while."

Ye Jiao didn't force it. Ji Yang was hardworking, and she wouldn't fight him for life.

After a while, the water boiled, and he started filling the thermos bottle, and then brought it back to the room.

For her, there is still some warm water to drink tomorrow, so she will go with him.

When Ji Yang came out of the bath, Ye Jiao was sitting reading a book, the book was crumpled up, and Zhang Yan tried to use it to set the fire countless times, but she stopped her.

Those books seemed to be her life.

When Ji Yang walked over, Ye Jiao closed the book and didn't say a word. There was a densely written manuscript beside him.

"I can't write this, right?" Ji Yang stretched his head over to read, and Ye Jiao pulled it over to put it in the book, "Don't worry about it."

The last time Sun Miaolan asked him to bring her book to fire, he went to find it, and almost burned it.

"I'll take a look." Ji Yang touched his nose, feeling a little frustrated.

"Don't touch my book, if you dare to take it, I will never forgive you!" Ye Jiao said seriously, not wanting to cheat at all.

This is her last spiritual sustenance.

"I didn't move, I just asked, if I don't want it, I can burn it..."

"You say it again!"

Before Ji Yang finished speaking, Ye Jiao's eyes widened and roared, like a cat that was completely provoked, with red eyes.

"Why are you crying?" He hurriedly explained, "I mean you can buy new manuscript paper if you don't need it, and can't you write it if you fill it up? I will buy you a new one when I go to town. "

"Don't lie to me!" The more Ye Jiao talked, the more they felt wronged. They all felt that studying was useless, and they would only ridicule her in the past. Ji Yang would say nice things when chasing her, and later felt that she was wasting time.

"I didn't lie to you, I would really buy it for you, isn't it just drawing paper? Not only can I buy you drawing paper, I can also bring you a book back." Ji Yang promised.

Whether it's true or not, at least Ye Jiao was heartbeat at this moment, looking at him with clear eyes, charmingly.

Ji Yang's Adam's apple moved up and down, staring at her and said, "Isn't there a bamboo stick you made in the yard? I'll take it to the town to exchange money, and then I will buy you some back."

When talking about this, Ye Jiao suppressed his expression.

She doesn't believe him.

She learned the bamboo sticks for a long time, and it took a lot of effort to compile those bamboo strips. She also hoped to send them to the villagers to help her exchange money, and then use them to exchange some food.

If Ji Yang took it, they would just be hungry.

"The bamboo strips don't need to be taken now, I'll make up some more." Ye Jiao's mood gradually calmed down, thinking that Ji Yang had just paid attention to it.

"If you make up, you can change it again, without conflict." Ji Yang said.

"You don't have to worry about it." Ye Jiao even more sure that he was paying attention, walked to the bed, and warned in a deep voice, "You are not allowed to take it. You can't move without my permission. You have to sell yourself. Edit!"

She is already busy enough at work, and she still has to cook when she comes back.

"What are you doing so fiercely?" Ji Yang also walked over, "I will definitely give you all the money I exchanged for."

"That's not allowed to move." Ye Jiao didn't believe him at all, went to bed, and slept directly to the innermost side, turning his back to face the wall.

Ji Yang didn't speak anymore. He walked over and went to bed. He fell asleep and said, "Are you angry? Then I just stay still."

"Are you going to work tomorrow?" Ye Jiao asked.

Even if I know that it may not be guaranteed to ask, I still don't give up.

"tomorrow I will……"

"There is not much rice in the house. If you don't work, the food distributed to our family won't last long. Will you wait to starve to death in winter?" He didn't finish, but she interrupted.

At this time, Ye Jiao didn't speak too harshly. In her previous life, she was forced to change from a weak woman to a tough woman.

But it's not that I feel aggrieved when I say this, trying to make sense.

"Next, next, go tomorrow." Ji Yang looked like he couldn't help putting his hands behind his head, as if recalling, "My father didn't force me to go to work before, at home..."

"You are married now, and your parents kicked you out. If you don't work, you will starve to death, and your sister-in-law won't let us go home and eat a bite." Ye Jiao coldly broke his dream. .

Ji Yang's expression was unnatural, and he defended, "That's also different. Mom also sent sweet potatoes today, and there will be eggs tomorrow."

Ye Jiao didn't bother to care about him. He was still like a child who hadn't grown up and couldn't recognize the facts. If Zhang Yan used the egg to be discovered by Sun Miaolan, she was afraid that she would overturn the roof.

"Waiting for mom to bring the eggs tomorrow, I will give you the eggs." Ji Yang promised this before going to bed.

Ye Jiao didn't return. He was exhausted during the day, and even after a while, even breathing was heard.

Ji Yang supported her head with one hand and looked at her, and slowly pulled the quilt on her up again.

He definitely likes Ye Jiao, and the other person is also very good-looking. It's rare for a woman to be so attracted to him, otherwise he would not go against his parents for the first time for the other person and agree to be kicked out.

However, this liking is like a child playing around. In essence, he is still an immature child. He has been doted by his father and mother for a long time, and suddenly became an abandoned child, but some have not reacted.

the next day.

Ji Yang was pulled up from the bed by Ye Jiao before it was light, and he looked like he must go to work.

"hurry up."

"The time is coming."

Ye Jiao kept urging again, the captain's whistle rang, and Ji Yang dangled behind her.

When they arrived in the field, everyone was stunned when they saw that Ye Jiao was still following Ji Yang.

The kid from the Ji family is going to the ground today?

But it's rare.

It's no wonder that they think so, Ji Yang looks more handsome, and the two elders of the Ji family are used to it.

The production team leader looked at him unwilling to give him heavy work, and wanted him to promote the team, but the work points were a little bit low.

"Let my daughter-in-law go, I'll plant seedlings." Ji Yang took the initiative.

Ye Jiao was stunned and turned to look at him, she didn't want to.

In the end, she couldn't hold back Ji Yang, and she also felt that she had had a bad backache recently.

"Why am I a big man afraid of getting tanned?" Ji Yang was disdainful, pulling up his pants and preparing to go to the field.

Ye Jiao looked at him, a little moved.

If he keeps doing this, how good would it be?

Soon, watching him look funny in the field, she was still leaning to one side, almost falling, she couldn't laugh anymore, and the few daughters-in-law next to her were still covering their mouths and laughing.

Ji Yang, can it really work?

With a sense of anxiety, she could only leave and head towards the propaganda team.

afternoon.

After she finished recording the work points, she walked to the rice field and looked around, but she didn't see Ji Yang's shadow.

Will you sneak back to sleep?

Thinking of the hope that she had just raised, she sank again, her eyes dimmed better, and she shuffled back.

Pushing open the door, it was quiet inside.

He didn't come back?

I took out the key and opened the door, but no one was seen. She folded the quilt neatly this morning.

Where did you go?

Regardless of other things, she washed the rice and cooked the rice first. Today, the team allocated some vegetables instead of eating wild vegetables. Just getting ready to cook, Ji Yang walked back from the outside.

There was still some mud on his trousers, and they weren't dry. They should have gone to the ground. Ye Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that he was depressed and he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

It looked like it had received a huge blow.

"What's the matter?" Ye Jiao walked over and couldn't help lowering his voice, and asked.

Ji Yang slowly raised his head, the corners of his lips moved, and before he spoke, Sun Miaolan's verbal abuse had already flowed outside the door, "Did you ever steal something? I will search now."

"What are you doing?"

"All right!"

...

Ji Dachao pulled Sun Miaolan, and Zhang Yan stopped at the back. The family came over here after arguing and squeezed into the courtyard.

Ye Jiao looked at a few people, before opening her mouth to ask, Sun Miaolan pointed to the sweet potato in one corner, her voice sharpened, and cursed at Zhang Yan, "Didn’t you say you didn’t give it? What is this? Your grandchildren are going to be hungry. You died, but you secretly used it to relieve them. Are they helpless?"

After that, she looked at Ji Dachao again, "I said your mother secretly hid the eggs for Ji Yang to eat. Don't you believe me, didn't you mean that you should save the eggs for some milk powder for your children?"

"My life is really hard, your son and daughter will also be starved to death."

"What kind of evil is this? The two old men want us to raise, and now they have to secretly **** our blood to raise this useless little son."

...

Sun Miaolan sat on the ground at once, tears and snot, almost rolling, and more and more villagers were watching the show.

Zhang Yan was at a loss, but even after a few quarrels, she felt very embarrassed.

Ji Yang stood on the side with his head down. Ye Jiao saw that he was pitiful and walked to him. It seemed that he should have come from the Ji family and heard the quarrel.

Between his own child and his younger brother who is favored by his parents, Ji Dachao chose the child without hesitation, and even showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

In the end, the matter became a big deal, and Zhang Miaolan even offered to let the two old immortals go to live with Ji Yang.

Where is Zhang Yan willing? The local custom is that the eldest son takes care of the elderly, otherwise they will be laughed at.

She could only keep silent, and the final result was that Zhang Miaolan took the remaining four big sweet potatoes and searched it in the kitchen.

The captains were all here, so they dispersed quickly, leaving only Ji Yang, who bowed his head from beginning to end, and Ye Jiao, who still felt hot on his face, in the yard.

She saw that he was too frustrated and helpless, and she whispered, "It's okay, we still have some rice. Tomorrow we will take the bamboo strips weave for some food, and the team will send some more, enough to eat."

No way. Seeing him like this, her heart instantly softened, and her words still contained comfort.

Ji Yang looked at her with a trembling voice, "Daughter-in-law..."

"I won't let my mother send it next time." Ye Jiao felt that since Ji Dachao and his wife took all the responsibilities for the aged, they really shouldn't take things from the Ji family.

He hugged her in his arms and hugged her hard. There was a panic of being abandoned by others, and he was a little bit angry. "The sweet potatoes are taken away too!"

"Take it away." Ye Jiao hesitated, then slowly raised his hand to cover his back, "Elder brother and sister in law also have two children to raise."

"My parents don't care about me." He muffled, still a little sad.

"We are married and have our own small family. We have to rely on ourselves." Ye Jiao slowly induced.

"……Um."