He treated her as his belongings, manipulated her easily and didn't care about her feelings.
No one likes this kind of taste, and Hu Yao is no exception.
"Have you finished taking the medicine?" He touched her slender and smooth waist with his big hands and asked in a deep voice.
Thinking that she was so untouched, he relaxed even more forcefully.
Even now, Hu Yao still can't get used to his touch, and goosebumps appeared on her white arms.
She nodded and said nothing else.
Jiang Han leaned over and bit her collarbone, his breath heavy, and he gathered up her scattered clothes casually without touching her again.
Hu Yao lay stiffly in his arms, her eyes sliding across in surprise.
He smoothed her hair randomly, changed his arms to a more comfortable position, and began to fall asleep.
The man's rough and unignorable aura enveloped her, and she was already somewhat familiar with it.
Having experienced it before, Hu Yao didn't dare to mess with him. She quietly closed her eyes and fell asleep after a long time.
When she woke up the next day, the original position of the two of them had changed. She no longer had her back to him, but was half-lying on his chest.
The only thing that didn't change was his hand around her waist.
Hu Yao woke up from being out of breath while sleeping on her stomach.
She woke up and moved twice, which also woke him up.
When Jiang Han is sleeping or just waking up, his cold and stern air is not revealed, and his slightly easy-going and calm attitude gives people the illusion that he is easy to get along with.
"Sleep a little longer." He hugged her back and slowly moved his big hands from the top of her hair to her back.
"Chaochao is about to wake up."
Jiang Xiaochao woke up and looked for something to eat.
"Leave him alone!" Jiang Han said in an impatient tone. He was particularly displeased with Jiang Fuchao, who still wanted to be his father in the past two days.
Jiang Xiaochao also resented the fact that he had made Hu Yao sad, and the father and son disliked each other.
But the relationship between father and son is wonderful. Today, Jiang Han was free. After breakfast, the father and son went out to hunt game in the mountains.
Lin Zhaodi didn't sell vegetables these days, and Hu Yao didn't sell watermelons either.
The watermelon belonged to Jiang Han, and he wouldn't let her go again, so she had nothing to say.
There was still some money from buying and selling watermelons that day. Hu Yao had been ill for a few days and almost forgot to return it to Jiang Han, but how could Jiang Han care about such a small amount of money.
After Lin Zhaodi finished washing the clothes and listened to some gossip from the aunts, Hu Yao went home to dry the clothes and clean up as usual.
Jiang Xiaochao and Jiang Han went out. Several of his friends came to play with him and couldn't find anyone. They left disappointed. Only Xiaoya, seeing that Jiang Han was not there, happily ran to Hu Yao and refused to leave, giving her Look at your new clothes.
Hu Yao rolled her eyes, squatted down, held her little hand and praised, "Yaya's new clothes are so beautiful."
Xiaoya's eyes lit up: "Auntie made it for Yaya."
She didn't know who the aunt Hu Yao was, but seeing her so happy, she couldn't help but laugh along with her, and followed her expectant look in her eyes and tied her new braids.
She was so happy and was jumping up and down when she went back.
Half an hour later, she came over and gave Hu Yao several wild strawberries.
The children in the village have little snacks to eat, and they most like to pick wild fruits.
The wild strawberries were sour and sweet. Hu Yao ate two and thought they tasted good. She gave Xiaoya another shortbread.
This time Xiaoya didn't go back in time. It happened that Jiang Han and Jiang Xiaochao came back.
When she saw Jiang Han, she slowly moved out timidly and fearfully. She stepped out of the door with her little feet and immediately started running.
Jiang Han clicked his tongue and didn't care about a child.
Jiang Xiaochao tugged at the hem of his clothes and ran to Hu Yao, with a cheerful voice: "Dad and I caught a lot of these and gave them to mom!"
He carried it all with his little clothes.
Hu Yao looked at him with a smile, but her smile became stiff the next second.
The pockets in his little clothes were full of fat, squirming insects.
Jiang Xiaochao grabbed a small handful and raised it to show her.
Hu Yao couldn't help but scream. She was not afraid of snakes, but she was most afraid of these soft and squirming insects. She could usually tolerate one or two, but there were so many.
She took two steps back, and for the first time, her resistance to Jiang Xiaochao was so obvious.
Jiang Xiaochao pursed his lips.
Jiang Han raised his eyebrows. Seeing that she was even afraid of bamboo insects, he felt a little disgusted, but when he saw that her face turned pale, he went over to poke Jiang Xiaochao away.
"Look at you scaring your mother, go ahead."
"Oh..." Jiang Xiaochao also realized that Hu Yao was afraid of these insects, and ran away with his clothes in his pocket.
"Yao Yao, I'm gone."
Hu Yao didn't dare to touch the bag full of bamboo worms, and Jiang Han didn't force her to touch them. In the end, they were roasted.
The father and son made a small fire in the yard and roasted a few sweet potatoes.
In addition to those bamboo worms, Jiang Han also shot a few wild rabbits. He took care of Hu Yao and cooked them with soybean curd sticks. The taste was also very good, and Jiang Xiaochao ate them very well.
He has put on some weight recently, and his fleshy little face looks particularly cute. His clothes are a bit too short, and a small part of his belly is often exposed.
Hu Yao plans to make him new clothes.
There were many scattered money notes in the drawer of the low cabinet beside the bed.
Nowadays, there is no need to use cloth tickets to buy cloth, which is much more convenient.
Jiang Han also put the money at home for her to use as she pleased, but Hu Yao didn't touch it much. She put in all the money she earned from selling watermelons that day.
In the past, Lin Zhaodi made clothes for Jiang Xiaochao. He had not yet worn clothes made by Hu Yao. He was happy to learn that Hu Yao was going to make them for him.
After buying the cloth, he actively opened his little hands and cooperated with Hu Yao to measure the size.
"Yes, my belly is exposed! They can't be worn anymore." He patted his belly and told Hu Yao, no longer saying that he still had a lot of clothes.
Jiang Xiaochao is a bit of a fetishist. He is reluctant to throw away things that he has used for a long time. The quilt he is covering now is the same one he has used since he was born.
Looking at his cute little appearance, Hu Yao had a bright smile in her eyes.
This time she bought a lot of cloth. She was small and could make several sets.
In the past few days, she had been concentrating on making clothes at home. Lin Zhaodi seemed to be busy with something. In addition to going to wash clothes with her as usual, she came to see Hu Yao less often.
Song Sikai came to see Jiang Han the day before. The two of them didn't know what they said, and their expressions were not very good. After that, they became busy again, leaving early and returning late.
Apart from teasing Hu Yao and beating Jiang Xiaochao every day, Jiang Han would not go into detail about what he was doing outside.
He was not at home often, so Hu Yao felt much more at ease.
Jiang Xiaochao's clothes are almost done, except for two shirt-style tops that are missing a few buttons.
The weather was sunny that day, so Hu Yao and Jiang Xiaochao went to the town to buy buttons and take him to play.
Hu Yao is happy. Most of the time, she really likes to stay at home and doesn't like to go out much.
But Jiang Xiaochao is different. He likes to run around and play everywhere.
It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and today they are not only here to buy buttons, but also some mooncakes.
