Chapter 70: Kiss Your Own Wife Later

He was still sulking, but he didn’t slack off on his work.

Jiang Han was splitting firewood.

Father and son worked separately, ignoring each other.

No wonder the house was so quiet.

Hu Yao silently hung up the clothes and went over to coax Jiang Xiaochao, who was unhappy after being beaten.

“What are you chattering about? Get over here!” Jiang Han yelled at her.

He not only disliked Jiang Fuchao hanging out with the cows, but he also didn’t like him and his wife being together.

Hu Yao slowly walked over, and before she was a few steps away, he impatiently grabbed her, glanced at Jiang Fuchao who was still defiant even after being beaten, and informed her: “Don’t let him get away with anything without my permission! If he can do it, he can do it himself, don’t treat him like a little girl!”

“If he doesn’t listen, beat him!”

“Do you understand?”

When Jiang Han finished speaking, Jiang Xiaochao’s mouth was flat like a duck’s, and he looked at Hu Yao tightly.

He thought Jiang Han was annoying. He beat him up, and now he wanted Hu Yao to beat him too!

How could Hu Yao bear to do that? He was always well-behaved in front of her. After Jiang Han finished speaking, she hesitated to agree.

She clearly didn’t want to listen to him and pretended not to know!

Jiang Han glanced at Jiang Fuchao, who was slowly smiling again and looking smug, and narrowed his eyes. Those few little teeth that were showing were particularly irritating.

They always seemed to be united in their defiance!

“If Jiang Fuchao causes trouble, I’ll hold you responsible, I’ll beat you till you’re flat!” he threatened in a deep voice.

“Oh.” Hu Yao nodded, readily agreeing. After all, he always said he was going to beat her flat.

“Why do you have to beat Mama when I’m not good? No!” Jiang Xiaochao was unhappy.

Mother and son were on one side, making Jiang Han feel excluded. He was displeased and snorted coldly: “Beat you both together! Fair enough?”

“Then you can’t beat us!” Jiang Xiaochao was still dissatisfied.

“No, I just don’t like seeing you.”

“Why are you like this! I don’t like seeing you, but I didn’t beat you!” Jiang Xiaochao frowned.

“You dare try to hit me!” Jiang Han’s face darkened. His son was hitting his father!

Father and son started arguing again, and Jiang Han vaguely had the intention of beating his son again. Hu Yao quickly grabbed his arm and changed the subject: “Jiang Han, the window glass is broken, can you fix it?”

“The wind is strong at night, you’ll catch a cold if you sleep with it open, and you don’t even cover yourself with a blanket.”

She realized that Jiang Han was like Jiang Xiaochao, they both liked to kick off their blankets. Last night, she covered him with a blanket, but he kicked it off.

Her words implied concern for him, Jiang Han’s expression softened slightly, and he looked at her thin figure: “Cold? If it’s cold, wear more clothes, what are you doing with your hands exposed! Don’t be like Jiang Fuchao, always showing your belly!”

As he said the last two sentences, his gaze fell on her exposed white arms, and he frowned again. Her body was white everywhere, her exposed arms were always very eye-catching.

It’s good that it’s getting cold, he can wrap her up more tightly!

Hu Yao looked up and met his inexplicably changed expression. Now she understood that he didn’t like her to show any skin, he was very domineering and controlling.

Although it was autumn now, the temperature difference between day and night was large, and it was still hot during the day. Everyone was wearing short sleeves, showing a little bit of their arms and legs, which was normal. But he always disliked even this ordinary thing!

He himself often didn’t wear clothes! In the hottest summer, he only wore shorts to sleep, he never thought that she would be hot too, and wanted her to be wrapped up like a dumpling!

“It’s not cold during the day.” She thought about how he wouldn’t let her wear skirts before, and wouldn’t let her do this or that, and felt a little depressed.

Her father never controlled her like this when she was a child!

“Yes, it’s still hot, right.” Jiang Xiaochao chimed in, lifting his clothes again and patting his round belly.

“If it’s hot, cut your hair!” Jiang Han glared at him.

“I don’t want to!” Jiang Xiaochao refused: “Mama will tie my hair for me, it won’t be hot.”

He said, he cherished his little pigtails.

Hu Yao saw his cute look and smiled.

Jiang Han scanned them, feeling inexplicably upset again. Both the big one and the small one couldn’t give him peace!

…

Jiang Xiaochao was reluctant to cut his hair. His hair grew fast, and now it was long enough to braid a short, small braid.

Hu Yao took him to town, and people who didn’t know him thought he was a little girl. Every time Liu Grandma and Liu Grandpa saw his little braid, they would laugh happily and say he looked like a little girl.

Jiang Xiaochao still didn’t like it when people said he was a little girl. Every time, he would seriously explain to people that he was a boy.

Later, after being told so many times, he didn’t care as much as he did at first.

One day he was willing to cut his hair. He went to complain to Jiang Han, saying that a little hooligan thought he was a little girl and kissed him.

Jiang Han laughed: “You made yourself look like a woman, who knows you’re a man!”

“But I’m a boy, I wouldn’t kiss other girls! I only kiss Mama.” Jiang Xiaochao pouted. He was angry that someone else kissed him.

He fought with the person on the spot, and even though he won the fight, he was still unhappy.

“Who told you to kiss your mom? Jiang Fuchao, you’re no different from other hooligans. Kiss your own wife later!” Jiang Han heard his last sentence, he snorted coldly and turned away, no longer wanting to listen to his rambling.

This time he came back early, Tang Hao Fei’s business still had many loose ends to tie up, and the last batch of autumn tea had some problems during transportation. He was busy every day, and Jiang Fuchao was a constant annoyance to him!

“I don’t have a wife yet, I’m still a kid.” Jiang Xiaochao pouted.

Hu Yao listened to their father-son conversation and found it amusing. She glanced at them and continued knitting the little sweater in her hand.

“That little thing, –>>

“After you marry her.” Jiang Han had a good impression of Xiaoya. Lin Zhaodi was her stepmother, and she and her father owed him a sum of money that they hadn’t repaid. Now one was dead and the other was crazy, so his money was basically lost.

The saying goes, “A son inherits his father’s debts.” So, why not let the little one be Jiang Fuchao’s wife? With him being such a fool, what kind of good wife could he possibly marry in the future? His father could just settle it for him in advance.

“I don’t want to,” Jiang Xiaochao thought carefully and shook his head. “I’m going to marry my mom later! I want my mom to be my wife!”

“Heh,” Jiang Han couldn’t help laughing. He gave him another beating before going out.

“I’m trying to find you a wife, and you have such big ideas! You want your own father’s wife! What kind of freak are you, Jiang Fuchao!”

“I’m going to beat you until you act normal today!”

“…”

Hu Yao felt slightly embarrassed. When Jiang Xiaochao was still whimpering and refusing to accept it, she put down what she was holding and went to stop him.

Why was he taking the child’s words so seriously? Her son was not even three and a half years old. He didn’t understand anything about marrying a wife.