"Cough." The weak voice came from the Kang.

Su Miaomiao's eyebrows wrinkled. It's time for Zhao Qingxian to wake up.

Instead, Wang was the first one to respond. He used to check Zhao Qingxian's situation.

Zhao Qingxian opened his eyes and pretended to be just waking up. When he saw Wang, he pretended to be flustered. He held the quilt back and spoke timidly

"Who are you? Why are you at my house? "

"Qingxian, don't be afraid! I'm Miaomiao's grandmother! After us, we will be a family! " Wang's voice is extremely gentle. Although Zhao Qingxian's body is not good, she is not a bad person. If she entrusts Miaomiao to her, she will also rely on her in the future.

"Grandma, when did I marry him?" Su Miaomiao comes forward and grabs Wang's arm. She stares at Zhao Qingxian with a pair of peach blossom eyes. How can such a sick young man be worthy of her if he is so timid!

Zhao Qingxian looks at his little lady, how can she not know what she is thinking.

But his little lady is very cute, just like the cat he raised when he was a child. He can't help teasing her.

"Miaomiao, now that you and Zhao Qingxian are married, everyone in Baixi village knows it. You can't be petty! Go to the kitchen and bring some water for Qingxian to moisten her throat Wang has his own consideration. It is not a bad thing for Miaomiao to have such a marriage! What's more, in Baixi village, no one knows the reputation of miaomiaoke's dead father and mother. This is ten mouths and a hundred mouths. That's not clear!

Su Miaomiao can guess Wang's intention, so she has to go to the kitchen to pour a bowl of water.

Zhao Qingxian's face is pale, but his face is like a picture. But Su Miaomiao is not a person who cherishes beauty. One hand gently pinches Zhao Qingxian's mouth, and the other hand takes water from the edge of the Kang and pours it into his mouth.

Zhao Qingxian coughed and blurted out: "you, you want to murder your husband!"

"Murder your husband?" Su Miaomiao looked at Zhao Qingxian, who was red in the face because he was choked by the water, and said, "you remind me. It's really a good idea!"

Zhao Qingxian is stunned. He dares to say anything.

In the heart helpless, but the face or pretend to be frightened, tightly stick in the corner.

Su Miaomiao doesn't like his submissive manner. After feeding the water, she turns her head out of the room with a bowl.

The room was windy on all sides. Even if it was covered with straw, it would be as cold at night. Wang's illness had just healed, and he would not be able to carry it.

Su Miaomiao spread a bundle of straw at the end of the bed, turned his head and lifted the quilt on Zhao Qingxian's body, pointing to the floor at the end of the bed.

"Grandma, you are a big man now. You can live with this kind of bitterness." Su Miaomiao also squints at Zhao Qingxian.

Zhao Qingxian was so embarrassed to lie down. She just stood up and helped spread the bedding on the ground. Looking at the fierce girl, she knew that she was filial to her elders.

Seeing that he was on the road, Su Miaomiao did not embarrass him. He went to the kitchen and served him a bowl of chicken soup to drink.

Looking up, I suddenly saw the hole on the roof. I frowned, put the bowl on the windowsill and walked out of the house with a pinch of straw.

Zhao Qingxian watched Su Miaomiao go out of the door and looked up at the roof. He didn't know what she was going to do.

But this house is made of mud. It just snowed last afternoon. Now the sun is almost melting. It's very muddy. It's easy to get up and it's troublesome to get down.

Well, my wife has to protect herself.

Su Miaomiao climbed up to the roof and covered the hole with straw. Then he walked back safely.

But when she went down the eaves, Su Miaomiao was really worried about how to go down?

She stretched out her foot and tried to touch the wall. Then she heard someone shouting behind her.

"Miaomiao!" Wang just came in and saw Su Miaomiao climbing the wall. He raised his heart to his throat and could not help shouting.

As soon as Su Miaomiao lost his mind, his foot slipped and he fell off the wall of the courtyard.

Zhao Qingxian quietly exerts his lightness skill below and quickly reaches out his hand to catch Su Miaomiao. He never thinks that his internal injury has not healed. Even if Su Miaomiao is not serious, he also falls down. In order not to be discovered, he immediately closes his eyes and pretends to be dizzy.

Su Miaomiao opened his eyes and touched a face. When he looked back, it was Zhao Qingxian.

As soon as it got dark, there was a fire in the room.

Su Miaomiao, Wang and Su wanwan sat around the fire, one with a piece of clothes in his hand.

During the day, Wang's heart was still palpitating when he thought about it. If it wasn't for Qingxian, Miaomiao was afraid that he would fall out of something.

"Miaomiao, you're a girl's house. Don't do the work of repairing the roof in the future. Today, if you have a problem, you can tell your grandmother how to live!" Wang's eyes were red and his voice choked.

"That's right, elder sister. You see, I scared my grandmother!" After a day's rest, Su felt much better. When she woke up, she drank a bowl of chicken soup again. Now, under the light of the fire, her face finally got a little popular.

Zhao Qingxian opens his eyes secretly. The thing that he went out to save Su Miaomiao just now should not be suspected by people, right? He's a little girl, but it's not easy.

"Well!" Zhao Qingxian opened his eyes and Gu kneaded his forehead with a headache.

Seeing that Zhao Qingxian woke up, Wang handed the baked clothes to Su Miaomiao: "I'll heat up the chicken soup in the kitchen."

"Grandma, I'll help you, too!" Su wanwan said, and put the clothes into Su Miaomiao's hands.

Two people just out of the house, Zhao Qingxian originally buried in the quilt head out: "my clothes, clothes you give me off?"

"Why, I changed it!" Su Miaomiao's face was very hot. He quickly got up and threw the baked clothes on the Kang to hide his embarrassment. He said dryly: "thin skin and bone, really nothing to look at!"

This little lady is really duplicative. After looking at her body, she doesn't want to be responsible for herself? Zhao Qingxian really has a headache.

"You... You..." Zhao Qingxian pointed to Su Miaomiao, a face of grievance.

"You, what are you? But just now, how on earth did you get to me? "