Peaceful Farm Life

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: Thick-Skinned!_1

Xiao Changyi gave her a word with utmost certainty, ”Will.”

This man...

An Jing also didn’t speak, she just watched Xiao Changyi with a smile.

Xiao Changyi simply pulled her into his embrace and held her close.

He didn’t speak either; instead, he gently rubbed the top of her head with his cold, hard chin.

This made An Jing suddenly think of something and she asked, ”Husband, it seems like you haven’t been touching my head much recently?”

”Hmm.”

”Why not?”

”No need,” he had come to know and was certain that she would be docile only towards him, so there was no need for him to reassure himself of that.

An Jing understood what he meant beyond his words, but still didn’t let him off the hook, ”What do you mean ’No need’?”

Xiao Changyi turned An Jing’s body to face him, looked steadily at her for a moment before he lowered his head and rubbed his forehead against hers, then slowly said, ”You will only be like this with me.”

Although he hadn’t said everything, An Jing didn’t press Xiao Changyi any further, instead she raised her hand to pinch Xiao Changyi’s handsome face, and mockingly chided, ”Thick-faced!” She paused, ”But I like it~”

The corners of Xiao Changyi’s mouth curled up slightly.

An Jing looked at her husband who always smiled so reservedly, originally wanting to tease him a bit, but she thought how rare it was for her aloof husband to not just talk to her, but also to smile at her.

As for others, it was no wonder that Wang Youbao would mistakenly think he was mute, considering how pitifully scarce his words were.

However, just the thought of being such a special existence to her husband made An Jing’s heart fill with sweetness, and her smile grew even wider on her face.

After staying inside and being affectionate for a while, An Jing and Xiao Changyi went to the riverside to wash jars.

Then, they filled two jars with the other twenty catties of fermented bean curd they had prepared at home.

Early the next morning, An Jing and Xiao Changyi went to town to sell the fermented bean curd. An Jing had promised those women yesterday, so she sold it to those who hadn’t been able to buy yesterday first, and then to others.

After selling all twenty catties of fermented bean curd, An Jing and Xiao Changyi went back home.

After lunch, An Jing and Xiao Changyi took out two baskets from the corner and started to deal with the hundred catties of moldy, hairy tofu inside.

They bathed the moldy tofu in rice wine, evenly sprinkled it with spices, and finally packed it into jars.

That made up a total of ten small jars.

An Jing and Xiao Changyi had already agreed not to sell this batch of fermented bean curd right away but to wait a few days before going to town.

They needed to give people time to eat the fermented bean curd; if they still had some left at home, they wouldn’t buy more, leading to far fewer customers, especially since the town had a limited population.

An Fu and Shi Xiaolan delivered the tofu the next afternoon.

After An Fu and Shi Xiaolan left, An Jing and Xiao Changyi got busy cutting tofu, then layer by layer, they placed the cut pieces and straw into the baskets to mold.

By the time they finished, it was already dark.

After dinner and a bath, An Jing and Xiao Changyi lay in bed. An Jing was a bit tired, though she was lying down, she was lying in Xiao Changyi’s arms, and he was holding her.

The room was not lit, all was pitch dark.

”Husband, what shall we do tomorrow?” An Jing’s eyelids felt heavy, the sleep bugs had already attacked, but she still asked drowsily.

”Weeds are growing in the fields; tomorrow, we’ll go weed,” replied Xiao Changyi.

Hearing this, An Jing felt an extra sense of security, and her eyes closed unconsciously. With a soft ’hmm’ in response, she drifted off to sleep.