Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 157: Do You Want to Kiss Me?

"No!" Jiang Xingye refused.

He was working hard chopping wood, while Hu Hai helped beside him, tying up the wood and stacking it together. Soon, they had made four bundles of wood, and Jiang Xingye found a long and thick tree branch, inserted it into both ends of the wood, and carried them away.

Hu Hai still followed behind him, which made Jiang Xingye somewhat impatient. "Work hard, we’ll talk about other things after we finish harvesting."

Hu Hai cried, "Bro, how do we keep going? We’re almost out of energy for the day. Aren’t you tired?"

"Not tired!" Jiang Xingye pressed his lips together, "I’m going to provide for my wife, even if I’m tired I have to endure it!"

Hu Hai felt as if he had been struck by lightning as he watched Jiang Xingye’s departing figure. He just thought his Brother Ye was crazy. He’s not even married yet; he doesn’t even know if the girl will be with him, yet he’s already set on earning money to support his wife.

Is Brother Ye willing to risk his life for this future wife?

Xu Qinghuan heard the commotion in the yard and knew it had to be Jiang Xingye since the workers weren’t back this early, and Qing Xiao, who was crouched at the door, wasn’t moving.

She stood up and glanced into the yard, seeing Jiang Xingye stacking four bundles of wood under the eaves by her room before walking out of the courtyard.

Xu Qinghuan didn’t bother with him. After a while, he came again, this time directly into the room. Xu Qinghuan shifted slightly to glance at him; he had showered and changed into clean clothes.

But all his clothes had become too small, stretched tightly over his muscular build, giving a strong sense of power.

"What are you drawing?" Jiang Xingye glanced at the desk and immediately took interest. He picked up the paper and looked it over carefully, "Can this be used for harvesting grain?"

He looked closer and exclaimed with surprise, "Can it be used together with a tractor, using a tractor to drive the harvesting?"

Xu Qinghuan had drawn the structure of a harvester that could be coupled with a hand-held tractor, based on farm machinery she had seen before. In her past life, the Xu company had a division specializing in agricultural machinery equipment like harvesters, seeders, and threshers.

She had attended a technical seminar where she saw technicians analyze the advantages and disadvantages of this harvester.

"Yes, do you want to try it?"

Xu Qinghuan wasn’t surprised that he immediately understood the drawing. The books said that although he didn’t graduate from middle school, he had extremely high talent, was extraordinarily smart, and had an excellent memory.

He was also exceptionally good at learning, otherwise, later on, he wouldn’t have accumulated vast wealth and become the richest man.

"Yes, I’ll find someone to make it!"

If they could make it, not only would the harvesting efficiency be increased a hundredfold, but that achievement would also easily secure Xu Qinghuan a position to return to the city.

Realizing this, Jiang Xingye gazed at Xu Qinghuan. If she returned to the city, they wouldn’t have a future together anymore.

Despite having an engagement.

However, he couldn’t selfishly keep her in the countryside. She wasn’t meant for here; she should live in a clean, grand, affluent city, among people with knowledge and manners.

"Do you want to kiss me?" Jiang Xingye’s eyes brimmed with laughter, yet his heart was bleeding.

Xu Qinghuan stood up, clung to his chest, and bit on his chin, causing a slight sting, Jiang Xingye hugged her tightly, bowing his head to kiss her.

Unlike before, he kissed cautiously, sincerely, with utmost gentle restraint. This kiss carried a strong sense of conquest, an unstoppable possession, as wild as a storm, until a sweet metallic taste spread in his mouth, at which point he slightly eased his intensity.

Xu Qinghuan let out muffled noises like an injured young beast, prompting him to release her. He licked his lips, noticing her lips were wounded, immediately filled with regret and self-blame, he gently licked her wound and whispered, "I’m sorry!"

At that moment, he understood that even just contemplating her future departure made his heart ache unbearably.

Xu Qinghuan didn’t blame him. Earlier, his emotions were very unstable, as though he had lost his most precious thing, like a trapped beast. That hurt, reluctance, patience, and pain she could unexpectedly empathize with.

"Has something happened?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

"No!" Jiang Xingye gently caressed her cheek with his finger, his thumb passing over her lips, leaving a mark there. That was enough.

He thought, once they were separated in the future and she looked in the mirror, she would remember him.

"It hurts!" Xu Qinghuan playfully pointed at his lips, "Now I want to bite you too."

"Okay!"

Jiang Xingye brought his lips close in front of her, Xu Qinghuan gently licked them, then pushed him away, "Did you think I would really bite you, like a dog?"

Jiang Xingye gazed at her intently, although reluctant, he still took the drawing to handle important matters.

Xu Qinghuan chased him to the door, "Come back soon, I’ll save you some dinner."

"Okay!"

He turned around, seeing her leaning against the door frame like a wife sending her husband off, her eyes carrying a glint of warmth that evoked a sense of greed in his heart.

In the evening, Xu Qinghuan made a pot of mixed grain rice, braised marinated meat with eggplant, and sauerkraut stewed with ribs. The meat and ribs were leftover wild boar meat, and the sauerkraut was exchanged by Yu Xiaomin with someone from the production team.

After the day’s broadcast sounded, Yu Xiaomin and the others returned shortly.

Although they left in high spirits in the morning, now each was dragging their heavy steps, filthy from top to bottom, their spirit seemed drained, as if escaping disaster.

"Emma, I’m exhausted!" Dai Yifeng collapsed under the eaves, not even wanting to move his fingers.

Qing Xiao walked over, sniffed his face to ensure he was alive, then lay down nearby, curiously watching him.

Dai Yifeng gave the wolf a pet, lamenting, "I’m like a living human who’s living worse than a dog!"

"Awoo!" Qing Xiao grumbled disapprovingly, protesting, "I’m not a dog; I’m a wolf, a wolf!"

Zheng Siqi sat down heavily on a bench, reclining against the backrest, feeling worn from the day’s labor, even worse than the training under the tyrant in the compound before, each moment leaving him exhausted.

Chen Dewen also was weakly commented, "Qinghuan, I heard Comrade Jiang today worked twelve work points before four o’clock. Is he even human?"

Xu Qinghuan served the dishes, "Eat, after eating you’ll have strength, but before eating, wash up first!"

"Wash your hands before eating!" Qiao Xinyu didn’t want to speak or wash, "I’m really about to die!"

Even Yu Xiaomin, who was usually very capable, was exhausted today. She wiped her face casually and just sat down at the table, grabbed the bowl, and started eating, shoveling rice fiercely, and sighed deeply.

Not minding the dirt herself, Xu Qinghuan didn’t bother them either, she also served herself some rice and ate with them.

After a meal, the five felt reborn, rejuvenated with strength in their previously weary bodies.

Zheng Siqi and Dai Yifeng fetched water, Chen Dewen and Qiao Xinyu watered the garden, while Yu Xiaomin washed the dishes.

Xu Qinghuan packed her things and headed to Jiang Xingye’s place. Qiao Xinyu jokingly remarked, "Enough already, you’re still going over so late to bother him, Comrade Jiang earned full work points today, isn’t he tired!"

Chen Dewen responded, "You don’t understand, no matter how tired Comrade Jiang is, he won’t feel tired when he sees Xu Educated Youth."

Xu Qinghuan countered, "Are you talking about yourself, Educated Youth Chen?"

Qiao Xinyu shot her a look, Chen Dewen coughed twice, trying to cover his embarrassed emotions.

Zheng Siqi and Dai Yifeng were briefly stunned, then exchanged looks of understanding and joked, "Well, Chen Dewen, you sly! You’ve been acting in front of us for so long!"

Only Yu Xiaomin innocently asked, "Ah, what are you guys talking about? I don’t get it?"

Which made everyone burst into laughter.

Night was approaching, and Jiang Xingye hadn’t returned yet.

He had tidied his home spotlessly, and the kitchen was also immaculately clean. Xu Qinghuan, feeling bored while waiting, took a chicken from her space and some dried mushrooms, starting to stew them in a pot.

She also worked on some dough, and half an hour later, the chicken stew was nearly done and the dough was rising. She stuck a circle of dough along the rim of the pot and slowly cooked it on low heat.

When Jiang Xingye returned, he saw Xu Qinghuan’s room was dark, so he headed to his house. From outside the courtyard wall, he saw the dim light emanating from his home, that faint beam of light, shining into his heart.