Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 156: Did She Let You Hold Her Hand?

Li Ninghua was paralyzed with one jab, Song Wanlin was poisoned by the Mianmian Insect, and Zhao Hongbing was poisoned by the Flame Insect.

The county hospital was very aware of the conditions of these three cases. They had no way to cure the patients, and Song Yanqing was also following Deng Aiguo’s orders to ask Ren Shanglu to come out of retirement.

Currently, given Ren Shanglu’s status, it was really inappropriate for him to take this on.

Xu Qinghuan appreciated Song Yanqing’s dedication but did not agree with her using moral coercion tactics.

The well water was icy cold. After washing his face, Jiang Xingye took over the task of washing the pots and pans from Xu Qinghuan.

Xu Qinghuan didn’t want him to wash, but Jiang Xingye insisted, "I’m not tired. I have already earned seven work points this morning, and earning five more in the afternoon will be enough."

Usually, ten work points were full work points for men, but during the rush harvest and planting season, to encourage the members to work harder, twelve work points were considered full.

He was full of energy, but Huanhuan was delicate. She had even gone into the mountains to gather firewood in the morning, came back to cook, and still had to deliver the meal to them under the blazing sun. Jiang Xingye felt distressed for her.

He was also skilled at housework, quickly washing the pots and pans. Xu Qinghuan was filling his water bottle, adding a lot of water from the space, rich in Spiritual Energy, which could replenish energy.

Jiang Xingye came over and brought his face close to hers, startling Xu Qinghuan for a moment.

"I just washed my face clean!"

"So?"

"If you want to kiss, you can kiss now!"

Jiang Xingye was somewhat shy, looking carefully with innocent naivety in his eyes. Xu Qinghuan laughed, her delicate fingers tapping on his lips, "Who said I want to kiss you?"

Jiang Xingye didn’t even dare to look at her, also curious about how his wife could blurt out these words. Listening to it made his ears burn.

"It’s me, I thought about it." Jiang Xingye was terribly embarrassed, blushing from the roots of his ears down to his neck, feeling like seventeen or eighteen little rabbits were jumping in his heart.

Xu Qinghuan decided not to tease him anymore, wrapping her arms around his neck, just about to tiptoe up as Jiang Xingye lowered his head and captured her lips.

So sweet.

Chasing each other.

At some point, their breaths became chaotic.

Jiang Xingye was breathing heavily, with fireballs raging inside his body. The hand gripping her shoulder unconsciously used strength, causing Xu Qinghuan some pain, and she nuzzled into his arms. Jiang Xingye reflexively stepped back half a step, holding her head against his chest, not daring to let her see.

There was the scent of wheat straw on him. Xu Qinghuan struggled a bit, and Jiang Xingye let go, immediately turning around.

Xu Qinghuan knew why, her face involuntarily turning red, and she went into the room, "Go work, I’ll take a nap, and I’ll prepare dinner for you."

"Okay!" His gaze followed Xu Qinghuan’s figure as she closed the door.

Jiang Xingye worked even faster in the afternoon, achieving full work points before three o’clock. He threw the last four bundles of straw onto the threshing floor, and Jiang Xingmei came over and asked, "Are you still working?"

"No more!" Jiang Xingye tossed the hoe into the tool shed and patted the straw off his body.

The rush harvest was divided into two teams: the old, weak, sick, and disabled were responsible for harvesting potatoes, digging them out, and collecting them in baskets, waiting for the strong men to carry them.

The strong labor team was responsible for harvesting wheat, with some people left at the threshing floor to work, shaking out the wheat straw, drying it thoroughly, and using livestock to roll a stone mill to grind out the wheat grains. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

To ensure that the livestock could circle the threshing floor, the stone mill was chiseled with one end bigger and the other smaller.

Li Fengying led the livestock to set up the stone mill. Not knowing who stood up the stone mill, she couldn’t help but slap her thigh, "Who did this good deed, idly causing trouble to people?"

Hu Hai and Dong Youfu had worked for most of the day, earning five or six work points and really couldn’t continue. Seeing that Jiang Xingye had finished working, they also stopped and came to find Jiang Xingye.

"Aunt Li, what’s the matter?" Hu Hai asked.

"You two came just in time. I don’t know who stood this stone mill up, quickly put it down for me, it needs to be used. Isn’t it delaying things!" Li Fengying said.

The two finally noticed that the stone mill was upside down, with the big head down and the small head up, standing steadily.

They went over together to push, using all their strength, but the stone mill didn’t budge an inch.

"This won’t do, let’s call Brother Ye!" Hu Hai admitted defeat first.

"Brother Ye can do it?" Dong Youfu glared at him, continuing to use his strength, finally having to shake his head while shaking his sore shoulders, "Then let’s call Brother Ye!"

Li Fengying just saw Jiang Xingye, "Little Ye, come over here."

Jiang Xingye saw the stone mill, which he had casually flipped up last night, walked over, and directly pushed it to the ground with one hand, astonishing the three of them until their eyeballs were round.

Li Fengying said, "This stone mill wouldn’t be your doing, would it? Are you bored out of your mind?"

Jiang Xingye was a little embarrassed; he wasn’t bored out of his mind last night; he was out of his mind with joy.

Dong Youfu couldn’t believe it, "This can’t be, it shouldn’t be Brother Ye, setting it up requires some strength!"

Hu Hai couldn’t listen to this, "Why can’t it be Brother Ye, and setting it down doesn’t require strength? Brother Ye, was it really you? You’re as strong as an ox!"

He followed Jiang Xingye in a little run. As people walked away, someone said from behind, "This Little Ye, with all his strength, once he gets married, can the delicate Xu Qinghuan withstand his antics?"

"Brother Ye, where are you going?" Hu Hai saw Jiang Xingye take an axe from home and head up the mountain, hurrying to catch up. He really didn’t want to work anymore, but without working, there was no food. Brother Ye was resourceful, so he wanted to follow along and find a better way.

"Chopping firewood." Jiang Xingye didn’t even turn his head, replying briefly.

"Don’t you have enough firewood at home? Why are you chopping firewood again?" Hu Hai saw him turn his head and give a cold glance, feeling a sudden realization, "Isn’t it... Brother Ye, are you chopping firewood for Xu Qinghuan? I heard she brought you white steamed buns at noon. She’s so wasteful. Can you afford it?"

Jiang Xingye gave him a cold sideways glance.

Hu Hai said, "Brother Ye, I’m telling you this for your own good. I’m afraid you’ll be deceived. Which of those female urban youth genuinely wants to stay in the countryside? Look at those who want to marry an urban youth. Out of ten, eleven get deceived."

"She won’t!" Jiang Xingye said impatiently.

Huanhuan never thought of deceiving him. She said in the beginning that she might not marry him in the future, and it was his choice!

No matter what she did, no matter what she did to him, even if it took his life, he would willingly accept it.

His desires and wishes had nothing to do with her.

"Brother Ye, is Xu Qinghuan nice to you? Tell me, does she let you hold her hand?"

Hu Hai didn’t mean to pry into their private matters; he was thinking that if Xu Qinghuan was willing to let Brother Ye hold her hand and eat his white buns, it wouldn’t be too much of a loss.

Nobody thought that the white buns were made by Xu Qinghuan using her own grain; they all thought Jiang Xingye’s share was being eaten.

In those days, grain was more precious than life. Who would be so generous as to invite others to eat white buns?

Jiang Xingye glared at him, "The buns were made with her own flour. I’m eating hers. Do you have anything to do? If not, stop following me."

He thought to himself, not only holding hands, Huanhuan even kissed him! Huanhuan likes kissing him!

But these are things he could never tell anyone.

Hu Hai thought Brother Ye was silly, "Brother Ye, wasn’t it your money, five hundred yuan as a bride price? How much white bread can that buy? Are you dumb?"

Seeing Brother Ye about to hack at him with the axe, Hu Hai quickly raised his hands in surrender, "Fine, Brother Ye, I won’t say anymore, okay! I’m thinking about asking if we really need to work ourselves to death every day? Brother Ye, it’s only been one day, and I can’t take it. Farming is too hard. Can you point me to another way to make a living?"