Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 415 My Sister is a Great Demon King

His sister is a female demon.

Nothing much happened that day, and Xu Qinghuan couldn't get out of bed, so Jiang Xingye had to stay home and take care of the child.

The morning was like a chaotic battle.

Normally, Jiang Xinglan would come over to help Xu Qinghuan every day, but today it was Jiang Xingye. The two of them didn't work together very well, so they were in a lot of trouble. Even the usually calm second son let out a few howls.

Because he poops at this time every day, his mother always helps him poop at the same time, but today he hinted many times, but his father ignored him. He couldn't hold it in any longer and started crying.

Xu Qinghuan rushed out of the room and saw that her son's face was red from holding it in. She quickly took off his diaper and let him poop.

Erbaola's face turned bright red, and then she let out a long sigh of relief.

Finally feel comfortable.

He clasped his hands together on his belly, nestled in his mother's arms, a relaxed smile on his face.

Jiang Xingye laughed so hard, he poked his son's dimples, "Learn to talk soon, otherwise how will anyone know what you're going to do?"

Jiang Chijing turned his head and glanced at his father, but ignored him.

Xu Qinghuan said irritably, "It's only been a few months since it started talking. If it could really talk, wouldn't it scare people to death?"

Jiang Xinglan came in carrying a spatula and said, "You're just spouting nonsense all day long!"

Jiang Xingye still smiled smugly, "Every time I see this kid with that expression, I want to tease him. He's always putting on that act, like he's my father."

Xu Qinghuan laughed, glanced at her son, then at Jiang Xingye, and teased him, "This son doesn't look like you at all. You don't doubt that he's your son, do you?"

Jiang Xingye raised his hand as if to hit her, but his eyes were smiling. "Nonsense!"

Xu Qinghuan chuckled and, taking advantage of Jiang Xinglan turning around to cook, kissed his earlobe. "Little rascal, you're quite confident, huh!"

However, this is something Xu Qinghuan really likes; this feeling of sincere trust between husband and wife is invaluable.

It's clear that Jiang Xingye values ​​this son highly.

He dotes on his daughter without limits, and he values ​​his son highly, often taking great pride in him.

Jiang Xinglan overheard this from outside and turned to Xu Qinghuan, saying, "Xiao Wu was like this when he was little, mature beyond his years, always acting like a little old man. It was only later... that he changed."

Jiang Xingye didn't take it to heart, but Xu Qinghuan was hurt. She acted as if nothing had happened at the time. At night, after the children were asleep, the couple lay in bed. She got up, cupped Jiang Xingye's face, and kissed him, saying, "Did you hear that? He's your own son."

Jiang Xingye rolled over and pinned her beneath him. "Is this never going to end?"

He pinched Xu Qinghuan's chin and kissed her fiercely, "You know I don't like hearing this, are you deliberately trying to provoke me?"

Xu Qinghuan laughed and pleaded softly, "Who told you to be so fierce last night? I won't say it again, I won't say it again next time, A-Ye, good A-Ye, Xiao Wu, Brother Ye..."

Every morning, Jiang Xingye would shave his face, and by evening, a patch of blue would grow, stinging her face, neck, and chest, causing both itching and numbness.

The couple bickered for a while, and Xu Qinghuan was kicked. She was stunned for a moment, and Jiang Xingye also turned his head to look. He saw his son's two eyes in the darkness, like little lanterns, as if to say, "You're too noisy!"

Jiang Xingye couldn't continue, so he rolled over and let out a long sigh.

Xu Qinghuan turned to the side and hugged her son in her arms. She touched him and found he hadn't peed. She guessed he was hungry and fed him.

Jiang Xingye reached out and covered the other side, but his son pushed him away forcefully.

Jiang Xingye chuckled, sat up, and looked at his son. "You brat, do you know whose territory this is? This is mine, your old man's. I lent it to you first, but you've already taken it!"

Xu Qinghuan was embarrassed. "Go to sleep!" "I can't sleep!" He lay down, too embarrassed to argue with his son, but he didn't know his own strength. When he went in, Xu Qinghuan clenched his teeth tightly.

Every time he moved, it affected his son's feeding. Seeing that he couldn't feed his son, Jiang Chijing didn't know what was happening, but he became impatient and started to cry.

Xu Qinghuan patted Jiang Xingye on the shoulder, "Behave yourself!"

After Jiang Chijing fell asleep while eating, Jiang Xingye was already sweating profusely, his veins throbbing. He pushed Xu Qinghuan onto the bed and said, "This kid is here to collect a debt, isn't he!"

All the items the children use in the house, including the bed, toys, and stroller, were designed and made by Jiang Xingye himself.

He made it, and the furniture factory made copies based on the model, which sold extremely well.

The weather was nice, so Xu Qinghuan pushed her two children out in a double-wheeled cart. In the threshing ground, some of the commune members were threshing corn cobs. The older children were helping to earn work points, while the younger children, like Erdan, were playing wildly.

In the past, children would be herded to collect wild produce at this time of year. Now, adults don't go up the mountain anymore, and some of the slightly older children have to work in factories. For safety reasons, the children are all advised not to go up the mountain.

This is the Jiangdu Brigade.

At this time, the other brigades were all rubbing corn kernels.

Jiang Xingye refused to lend the threshing machine on credit, and other production brigades felt that leasing it was not worthwhile.

Breaking away from production methods passed down through generations is not so easy.

The threshing machines are indeed in high demand. Some military farms placed orders for a lot of them in the first half of the year. The factory is currently working overtime to keep up with demand. The Shangjiang Brigade doesn't have many machines of its own, so how can it have extras to lease out to other brigades?

This was also within Jiang Xingye's expectations; he understood their thoughts all too well.

Xu Qinghuan had previously stockpiled a lot of books in her space, which Jiang Xingye would read whenever he had time, broadening his horizons considerably.

He was already good at understanding people's hearts, and now he has an even more precise grasp of it.

"Xingye's wife is here, come and sit down. Oh my, these two little dumpling are so pretty! They've grown so much in just a few days." Xie Zaohua moved a chair from under her bottom to Xu Qinghuan.

Zhou Guizhi brought a low bench with her. She pulled out a section and gave it to Xie Zaohua. "It grows so fast in the wind. I see it every day and it looks different every day."

The two children each held a piece of rice cake and were eating it with great relish.

Hu E's grandson, Du Xiaoping, was waiting nearby. Xu Qinghuan saw him but didn't pay much attention to him. He was only five years old and looked quite dirty. She pulled the stroller closer to her and started talking to Xie Zaohua.

"Shenghua has entered the factory? I heard from Aye the other day that a company in Liaozhong Brigade has taken a liking to Shenghua. What do you think?"

Xie Zaohua considered it carefully, "It's good, they asked for a dowry of five hundred, and given the current situation in our production team, it's not like we can't afford it. It's just... Shenghua is still young, we want to wait a couple more years."

Five hundred yuan has become the standard for bride price ever since Jiang Xingye gave it to Xu Qinghuan; girls who ask for exorbitant amounts just ask for five hundred.

"Ouch!"

Beside him, Du Xiaoping fell to the ground and started crying. There was a bloody scratch on his face, which Jiang Xingcan had made.

Two children were standing next to Erdan. When they saw Du Xiaoping crying, Hu E suddenly stood up and rushed over aggressively. Erdan was a little timid and leaned against Xu Qinghuan.

"Auntie, he snatched Xiaobao's rice cake and hit Xiaobao, that's why I pushed her."

Although Xu Qinghuan was talking to Xie Zaohua, she knew everything about her own child.

　The third watch, the first watch!
　　I feel like I'm being targeted by the reviewers. My work gets locked up all the time. I don't know how some of those kinds of content even get approved.

　　(End of this chapter)