The chirping of insects and cicadas sounded intermittently outside the house, and Jiang Han strode to Jiang Xiaochao's room again.
The mother and son slept with their heads together and they didn't know how sweet they were.
Glancing at the two men's peaceful sleeping faces, Jiang Han stood still for a few seconds and walked out.
I simply took a shower in the yard, with my upper body naked, and went back to my room and lay down on the bed.
He went out for ten and a half days every time, and he couldn't get much sleep.
There was a faint smell of Hu Yao's medicine in his nose. Jiang Han turned over and closed his eyes.
Early in the morning, Jiang Xiaochao's chirping voice reached his ears. Jiang Han opened the door, picked him up impatiently, and brought him close to his eyes.
"Jiang Fuchao, can you please be quieter?"
"It doesn't like being quiet!" Jiang Xiaochao pursed his lips. He didn't think there was anything wrong with him. He felt that Jiang Han always wanted to find fault with him.
"Get out!" Jiang Han threw him away.
Being disturbed like this, he lost his sleep: "Where is your mother?"
"Mom and aunt are doing laundry."
"Why don't you follow?" Jiang Han glanced at him and went back to the house to find some clothes and put them on casually.
It was nice, and she knew who was raising her, and his clothes would be washed.
Jiang Han's parents passed away when he was very young. He lived a rough life on his own. He didn't wash his clothes all day long. He only needed to wash his clothes after taking a bath and squeeze the remaining water out twice.
He was too lazy to wash his own clothes. How could he still wash clothes for Hu Yao and Jiang Fuchao? He asked Lin Zhaodi to help with the washing. Lin Zhaodi often helped with these trivial things, and he did a lot of good things for Li Zhuangzhi.
However, Lin Zhaodi usually washed only Hu Yao and Jiang Fuchao's clothes, while Jiang Han always washed his own clothes.
Whether he can wash it thoroughly or not, he just doesn't feel comfortable with others touching his pants.
There is something different about Hu Yao. She is his son and his mother, and she is also his woman, but she can still touch him.
"Mom cooked the porridge, and I picked the vegetables." Jiang Xiaochao pointed to the small basket and tender green vegetables on the ground.
Lin Zhaodi brought the green vegetables early in the morning. She grew them herself. They are green and very pleasing to the eye.
"You have a lot of affection for them? You pick vegetables and chat with them. Then go over there and pick them. Are you squatting here and yelling to get them?" Jiang Han didn't give him a good look.
"Hmph!" Jiang Xiaochao stamped his feet, threw half of the vegetable leaves still clutched in his little hands onto him, picked up the vegetable basket and moved away from him.
"You're quite crazy. If you have the guts, come here and throw it again! Throw it in your father's face." Jiang Han said softly.
Jiang Fuchao was the only one who dared to slap him because he was his son.
Jiang Xiaochao was indeed not afraid of him, so he turned around and threw the vegetable stems at him.
As expected, on this bright and sunny morning, he was beaten again.
"Didn't you ask me to throw it away from you?" He was still dissatisfied, covering his sore buttocks.
"Why don't you listen to what I usually ask you to do?" Jiang Han glanced at him coldly.
"Then how do I know when you are speaking human language!" Jiang Xiaochao felt aggrieved. Jiang Han had a capricious temper. He was so young, how could he know what was true and what was false!
"Very good, Jiang Fuchao, you are good at talking back!" Jiang Han curled his lips and praised him.
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Hu Yao didn't know what was going on at home. At this moment, she was washing the last piece of clothing, Jiang Han's pants.
Although she was used to washing clothes at Hu's house, Hu Guifen still didn't let her wash the men's personal clothes. This was the first time she washed such personal clothes for a man.
After rubbing it randomly twice, she wrung out the water and threw it into the basin as if it was hot to her hands. Her fair cheeks were already a bit red, but she didn't look sick anymore.
"Xiao Yao, if Brother Han hits you again in the future, just be gentle and don't make yourself more sad. When the time comes..." Lin Zhaodi said worriedly, and she blamed herself for not being able to help Hu Yao in this matter.
Li Zhuangzhi and Mrs. Li haven't been out for two days. After all, what she did will be discovered one day. Li Zhaodi is not afraid of what others will say. Anyway, the reputation of the Li family has not been very good, and they have troubles with other relatives. Those who have no contact with each other will probably clap their hands and cheer when they see them like this. Not to mention Li Zhuangzhi’s friends, who only get together when they have money to spend and drinks to drink.
But Lin Zhaodi was worried because she was afraid that Jiang Han would help Li Zhuangzhi if he found out. After all, they were brothers, and Li Zhuangzhi had helped Jiang Han to some extent.
"You look so good. It was you and Xiao Chao who always made trouble in the past. Brother Han is not a good-tempered person, but he didn't really do anything to you. Men are soft-hearted and not hard-hearted. You, please please me." , Brother Han will definitely not be willing to hit you again."
As Lin Zhaodi spoke, she met Hu Yao's clear and clean eyes. For a moment, she felt embarrassed to say the more explicit words. She always felt as if she was teaching a good girl how to seduce people.
But Lin Zhaodi really feels this way. There are some men who are not lustful. Hu Yao is so beautiful. In the past few years, her facial features have become more open and eye-catching. Now she is better, her temper is quiet, and she is kind-hearted. What kind of man is she? I want to marry a daughter-in-law who I can’t even get back home.
To be honest, Lin Zhaodi also felt that Jiang Han bought her because of her appearance. No matter how angry he was, he would not treat her like he did others.
Hu Yao's mind has been like that of a child in recent years. In addition to Jiang Xiaochao's support, her face is also like that.
For a moment, Hu Yao did not hear her hidden meaning, but felt that Lin Zhaodi really asked her to please Jiang Han as he said on the surface.
She began to feel worried. She felt that he was not an easy person to please. Besides, he looked at her with stern eyes and would hit her if he didn't like it.
Yesterday, the matter of her throwing his cup was still unresolved. He was still dishonest and promised to wait until she recovered from the injury to settle the matter. But yesterday, he wanted to hit her again.
Although she hasn't really hit her yet, just one hit and she will die.
Now that Hu Yao thought about it, it was a bit unbelievable. How could someone be as hard as a stone? Hitting her was no different from hitting a wall.
It was easy for him to hold her, pull her, and carry her. She was so light and as strong as an ox! I wasn't kidding when I said I beat her flat!
Will she...have to live with him for the rest of her life?
Hu Yao thought for a while, and suddenly felt a little breathless. For the first time, she realized that she was still very timid, and she was even more timid when meeting Jiang Han.
The clothes had been washed, and Hu Yao followed Lin Zhaodi home slowly.
Jiang Hanzhong's angry voice talking to Jiang Xiaochao came out before he even entered the door. He didn't know what he was scolding Jiang Xiaochao for.
Hu Yao pursed her lips and felt that Jiang Xiaochao was so pitiful because he always beat and scolded him.
He was still so young, so well-behaved, only three years old, couldn't he be nicer to him? That's his son too!
Thinking like this, Hu Yao became dissatisfied and her fear of Jiang Han disappeared.
Pushing open the door and going in, she pursed her red lips and protected Jiang Xiaochao behind her.
