The Strong Wife From Peasant Family Chapter 343 Imparting

Magistrate Ma looked at the lunchbox Li Qingling was carrying and then looked at Li Qingling: "Magistrate's Wife, take care."

Li Qingling was confused by his resentful gaze. What happened to Magistrate Ma? Why was he giving her such a strange look?

She thought for a long time, but could not think of a reason, so she threw this matter to the back of her mind, and happily carried her lunchbox to look for Liu Zhimo.

When Liu Zhimo saw her, he immediately put away the items on the table and waved her over with a smile.

Li Qingling smiled and walked over, and asked him, was he finished?

He said that he was busy and reached out to take the lunchbox from her. Lowering his head, he sniffed the lunchbox and said, "It smells so good. My wife, what did you cook for me?" Being able to eat the food his wife cooked for him was truly too blissful.

Li Qingling told him to open it and see whether he liked it or not.

Liu Zhimo touched her hand, his finger scratching at the center of her hand, "As long as it's made by my wife, I like it all."

"..."

It was so powerful that she fell to her knees and spoke sweet words immediately.

Li Qingling coquettishly glanced at him, telling him not to dawdle, so he quickly ate.

Liu Zhimo replied as he carefully opened the lunchbox and took out the dishes inside.

Seeing that they were all dishes that he liked to eat, he smiled happily and squinted his eyes. He quickly kissed her on the cheek and said, "Thank you, my wife."

"You …" Li Qingling touched his cheeks and looked around. Seeing that there was no one around, he finally relaxed, "If you keep acting recklessly, I won't bring you food next time." This man was even more open-minded than she was.

If others were to see him like this, his lofty image would disappear.

"My wife, there's only the two of us here. There's no one else here."

"That won't do." Li Qingling glared at him, and rejected him, who knew if someone would suddenly jump out? It would be embarra.s.sing if someone else saw it.

My wife is too shy...

Liu Zhimo sighed lightly in his heart, and asked her in a small voice.

"..." Li Qingling reached out to cover his face and she growled, "Eat."

"Yes, ma'am."

Seeing that she was about to lose her temper, Liu Zhimo quickly stopped smiling, picked up the bowl of soup, slowly took a sip, and sighed.

Li Qingling sat beside him, supporting his chin with his hands, he looked at him and faintly replied. He was not the one who stewed the old hens soup.

Is it really okay for my wife to do this?

Liu Zhimo glanced at her resentfully, put the soup down, picked up his chopsticks and ate two mouthfuls before asking her if she had eaten yet?

Li Qingling responded and said that he would only come over after eating. He had to hurry up and eat, so there was no need to care about her.

After hearing that she had eaten, he was at ease and started to eat heartily.

After the meal, he comfortably leaned back in his chair and stretched out his hand to hold hers. His thumb gently caressed the back of her hand as he looked at her tenderly.

Li Qingling's heartbeat quickened at his gaze. She licked his lips and retracted his hand, standing up to take back the bowl on the table.

"Don't move." He reached out and pressed her hand. "I'll take a seat."

He stood up and quickly put away the bowl and chopsticks, then went to wash them before bringing them back.

"Lord?" After he finished eating, Magistrate Ma cried out in surprise when he saw Liu Zhimo holding the tableware.

Sir, are you going to wash the dishes?

Could it be that Madam is speaking the truth? When you are at home, not only will you go down to the ground, you can also go to the kitchen to wash the dishes?

Thinking of the scene of an immortal adult cooking, he couldn't help but s.h.i.+ver. This was too scary.

Liu Zhimo turned around and looked at him indifferently, then faintly said, "You finished eating so quickly?"

Did this fellow return so quickly? He was not sensible at all, giving Ye Zichen no time to get along with his wife.

Lord, are you thinking that he came back too early? Is that so? Is that so?

Magistrate Ma looked at Liu Zhimo as if he wanted to cry. He really didn't do it on purpose, he really thought that Magistrate's Wife would return home after sending him the food.

Next time he will, he will, he swears.

Liu Zhimo quietly withdrew his gaze, placed the bowl and chopsticks back into the lunchbox, closed the lid, and gave it to Li Qingling.

"You don't have to wait for me to eat tonight, you guys eat first. Don't be hungry."

Li Qingling acknowledged his presence, took the lunchbox, smiled at Magistrate Ma, and then left.

Her smile made Magistrate Ma unable to resist looking at her twice. Magistrate's Wife was already very beautiful if he did not laugh, but even more so.

Liu Zhimo sat back down on the chair, cleared his throat and called out to Magistrate Ma.

What did his wife mean by staring at him like that?

Returning to his senses, Magistrate Ma smiled and asked Liu Zhimo what happened?

Liu Zhimo pushed a large pile of Zong Volume in front of him for him to see once.

Magistrate Ma agreed as he carried the huge pile of Zong Volume to his table and read the book without any complaints.

He thought that Liu Zhimo valued him greatly, and only after Liu Zhimo had returned home to eat dinner, leaving him alone, did he finally realize that his master had done it on purpose.

Just because he looked at Magistrate's Wife twice, the lord was jealous.

Magistrate Ma silently sighed, and warned himself that he must not raise his head and look at Magistrate's Wife again in the future, or else, he was afraid that he would overwork himself and die.

Having a boss that was jealous of him, he was also very vexed!

The next day, Hu Juanjuan came to find Li Qingling to play, and asked him if she wanted to bring food over to Liu Zhimo's table at noon.

"No need, I'll get the guards to send it to him." When he came back last night, Liu Zhimo didn't need her to send him any food, he had come back to eat.

Li Qingling knew that the moment he got busy, he would not have the time to come back for dinner.

Only at the end did he compromise, but he was afraid that she would work too hard and wouldn't let her send him away.

Li Qingling thought about it and decided to let him go.

"Do you want to give Magistrate Ma one too?"

"No need, no need. He will come back and eat." Hu Juanjuan waved her hands in refusal. What did she think of? She giggled.

Li Qingling looked at her in puzzlement, and asked her what she was laughing about.

After Hu Juanjuan finished laughing, she opened her mouth and said: "Yesterday, when my husband went back home, he was muttering all day. So I asked him what happened?" She looked at Li Qingling, her eyes filled with laughter, "Madam, guess what he said?"

Li Qingling's interest was piqued by her, and he curiously asked her, what did Magistrate Ma say?

Hu Juanjuan drank a mouthful of tea and cleared her throat. She then said in the same tone as Magistrate Ma: "Madam, Magistrate's Wife has personally gone to the kitchen to cook and send it to Master."

Li Qingling pursed his lips and laughed, asking Hu Juanjuan how did she answer?

Hu Juanjuan laughed and said, "Didn't I personally cook for you?" She thought about what her husband had said and burst into tears. "What do you think he said?"

Without waiting for Li Qingling to ask, Hu Juanjuan answered, "He grudgingly looked at me, and said a few words heavily, and Magistrate's Wife personally brought the food over for the Lord to eat. Hearing this sentence, I finally reacted, he wants me to send the food over for him." With that, Hu Juanjuan burst out laughing again.

Thinking of her husband's expression, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Li Qingling couldn't help but burst out laughing. She finally understood why Magistrate Ma was looking at her with such a resentful gaze.

So it was because he knew that she was personally bringing food to Liu Zhimo and that Hu Juanjuan did not give it to him, causing him to feel unbalanced in his heart.

This kind of Magistrate Ma was pretty … Pretty cute.

After laughing for fifteen minutes, Hu Juanjuan slowly stopped while rubbing her stomach. This matter was too funny, causing her stomach to hurt from laughing.

"He even said that from time to time, the lord would scatter some dog food in front of him, making him feel very helpless."

Li Qingling rubbed her cheeks. It had been a long time since she had laughed like this, and it made her cheeks hurt.

She raised her teacup and drank a cup of tea to ease her dry mouth before saying, "Then you should personally bring him food today and have him scatter some dog food in front of the lord to provoke the lord." She never thought that the normally solemn Magistrate Ma would actually be like this. Such a funny side.

"He's just talking casually, don't worry about him." Hu Juanjuan said in a nonchalant manner. How could there be so many beautiful women in an ordinary couple that could fill their stomachs to the brim?

Li Qingling wiped away the tears that had appeared at the corner of his eyes, restrained his smile, and looked at Hu Juanjuan seriously: "There will be a comparison between women, and between men, there will be a comparison, follow his wishes, give him a meal, it will make him very happy, truly." He paused, "It can also improve the relations.h.i.+p between husband and wife."

Men also needed to be pampered. If he was pampered at the right time, it would make him happy and he would pay more attention to himself.

When Hu Juanjuan heard this, her face turned red, and she asked Li Qingling embarra.s.sedly, is it true?

She … He had never thought of doing such a thing, let alone doing it.

Li Qingling nodded and agreed. After that, he a.n.a.lyzed the man's mentality and explained how to handle the relations.h.i.+p between husband and wife.

"This is my own point of view. If you think it's reasonable, you can consult it. After all, every couple has a different way of getting along with each other. You can't just follow the rules."

After hearing Li Qingling's words, Hu Juanjuan was silent for a while, then she reached out to hold Li Qingling's hand and sighed emotionally: "Even though you're younger than me, you know this much more than me." Before, she had never thought about these questions before, but now that Li Qingling said this, she thought about it seriously, and felt that it really was the case.

The relations.h.i.+p between husband and wife really needed to be managed. Otherwise, it would be easy for it to become lighter.

From today onwards, she would change her mind at the right time.

She wanted her husband to become more and more infatuated with her, so that he wouldn't mess around outside.

No wonder the County Magistrate only loved his wife. So it was actually …

Thinking about that, Hu Juanjuan stood up, "Madam, I'll come back another day to seek guidance from you, I'll be leaving first." With that, without waiting for Li Qingling to react, she anxiously left.

She was going home to cook dinner and deliver it to her husband.