The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

When Jiang Tingxia and his group returned, it was almost evening and the sky was getting dark. The lock of the courtyard gate had been opened. It must be that Li Changpu came back early.

The delivery truck of the supply and marketing cooperative also arrived at this time.

The young soldier on guard led the car over and said, "It's here."

Hearing the noise outside, Li Changpu stopped what he was doing and walked out. He was just making a fire, so for convenience, he took off his coat and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing a section of his forearms. His bones and flesh were well-proportioned, and his muscles were tight. In order to avoid hitting his head, he needed to bend down slightly when he went out. After walking out the door, he saw Jiang Tingxia walking in front and said, "You're back."

Jiang Tingxia's arms were numb, and she anxiously put down the things in her hands and responded, "Yeah."

Saleswoman Sister Zhang walked up to Li Changpu and exclaimed, "You're so tall!" Then she said to Jiang Tingxia, "Young comrade, you've got it just right. The figure is exactly the same."

Zhang Hongxiang wanted to laugh after hearing this, but because of Li Changpu's cold face, she kept all her words in her stomach. She thought to herself, of course, the couple hug each other every day, how can they not be able to figure out each other's body shapes?

Li Changpu didn't know what Sister Zhang was talking about, and looked at Jiang Tingxia with confusion in his eyes.

Jiang Tingxia laughed awkwardly a few times, as if she cared about him a lot, and talked about other things casually, passing over the topic.

"Sister Zhang, you've made such a long trip. Come in and have a drink of water."

The salesmen who came to deliver the goods all shook their heads, "No, it's getting late, we have to put the goods down and leave."

As they spoke, several people unloaded several large bags of cotton from the truck.

Jiang Tingxia went into the house to get the money. All she brought was some change, which she had spent at the market.

Li Changpu followed him into the house and asked, "What did you buy?"

Jiang Tingxia opened her box and was looking for money inside. Without even looking up, she said, "I bought cotton for the winter."

This was the first time the two had a friendly conversation since they had some unpleasantness last time because of Li Chunmiao.

Jiang Tingxia found the money and when he was closing the box, he saw Li Changpu reach out to open the drawer and take out the bag that contained his money.

He said, "How much? I'll pay."

Jiang Tingxia: "No, I have it."

Li Changpu glanced at the handful of banknotes in Jiang Tingxia's hand, then looked at her unlocked suitcase, and reminded her, "Don't show off your wealth, don't you know?"

Jiang Tingxia was not polite, "Aren't you the same?"

It's only been a few days. How many times has he taken out the small bag containing money?

Li Changpu: "That's different."

The man said seriously, "You should be more vigilant."

After hearing this, Jiang Tingxia's mind buzzed. Seeing his cold and serious face, she suddenly remembered that the Jiang family started out as a business family. Although Mr. Jiang had not been punished, he should not have exposed his family background so blatantly. With her identity, being rich was a crime.

Jiang Tingxia panicked, looked at Li Changpu and asked, "Isn't anyone targeting me?"

Li Changpu just reminded her, but she didn't expect her face to turn pale with fright.

He said, "Not yet."

The man who usually kept his words simple, for the first time, added, "These things are at normal consumption levels."

After Li Changpu finished speaking, he turned and left. Jiang Tingxia let out a breath, put the money aside, and walked out of the house. He happened to see Li Changpu talking to Sister Zhang. Then he handed a handful of banknotes and cotton tickets to Sister Zhang.

The unloaded cotton was placed on the ground. The yard was small to begin with, and when placed like this, it almost took up half of the yard.

Jiang Tingxia's heart started pounding again. This was too eye-catching.

Just as she was panicking, Li Changpu came over and said in a low voice, "With so much cotton, it's enough for hibernation."

Jiang Tingxia regretted it even more after hearing this, and his face showed anxiety.

Li Changpu: Isn't it funny? Why does she look even more nervous?

A few people put down the cotton and were about to leave. Jiang Tingxia did not stay for long and said politely, "Sister Zhang, the road is dark, please drive carefully."

As the host, Li Changpu and Jiang Tingxia sent them to the outside of the yard. After they got into the car, they went back. When Jiang Tingxia turned around, she saw that Yang Jinfeng was still in a state of being overwhelmed, with a pile of things on her body. She was startled and hurried over, "Sister Jinfeng, why don't you put them on the ground? They are so heavy."

Jiang Tingxia went to help Yang Jinfeng "unload the goods" as she said this. Li Changpu walked towards Yang Jinfeng with her.

Yang Jinfeng looked at the figures of Jiang Tingxia and Li Changpu walking side by side, a hint of resentment flashed in her eyes. She was the youngest daughter in the family, raised by her parents. She had never done such rough work. She walked for a long time carrying heavy things and her body was stiff now. If it wasn't for the purpose of tricking Jiang Tingxia in front of Li Changpu, why should she suffer this?

At the market, Jiang Tingxia spent so much money with just a few words from the salesperson. Yang Jinfeng concluded that she was a spendthrift. In that case, she would certainly not miss this opportunity. How could a man like Brother Li, who lived a simple and frugal life, accept such a wife? So, Yang Jinfeng took on so much responsibility, suggesting door-to-door delivery and offering to help carry things, all in order to make Jiang Tingxia spend more money and buy more things. Brother Li would definitely be unhappy when seeing this.

Just when Yang Jinfeng was almost exhausted by the things Jiang Tingxia bought, she couldn't help but feel like she had turned into a donkey carrying goods with a grunt. She didn't understand how her scheming work had turned into hard labor.

Yang Jinfeng clenched her fists, but as long as it was for Brother Li, she could endure any grievance.

Zhang Hongxiang, who was standing nearby, also came over to help "unload the goods," muttering, "Jinfeng, why are you so stunned? You said you should put down these things when you entered the yard, but you just stood there like an idiot for a long time. Are you tired and stupid?"

Jiang Tingxia anxiously lifted the package from Yang Jinfeng's back to the ground, and it was indeed quite heavy. Taking another look, he saw that Yang Jinfeng's pink coat was covered with dust, and a few strands of hair were wet with sweat, sticking to Yang Jinfeng's pale face, making her look extremely disheveled.

There are differences between men and women. Li Changpu could not help. He just stood aside and didn't say anything. No one knew what he was thinking.

Jiang Tingxia's mind was full of lightning. She was not a good person in his eyes. Maybe he misunderstood her again. Because Yang Jinfeng and Zhang Hongxiang were there, she quickly walked to Li Changpu and explained in a low voice, "I didn't bully anyone. At that time, I said that I couldn't take it and didn't want to buy it. It was Sister Jinfeng who took the initiative to help. I couldn't stop her. Moreover, I told her on the road just now that I would give her a few bags and I would take them, but she refused to give them to me."

Jiang Tingxia had no idea what Yang Jinfeng was thinking. They were almost home, so how could she possibly give her the things? Yang Jinfeng wanted to take them all and pile them on her so that Li Changpu could directly feel that Jiang Tingxia spent money like water.

Jiang Tingxia was a little anxious, her eyes slightly red, "I really didn't bully anyone."

Li Changpu frowned: What happened out of the blue? He just stood there and did nothing, and she talked a lot like a machine gun.