If judged according to the standards of this era, Yi Qiushui undoubtedly belongs to the ranks of lazy people.

To describe her as not touching Yang Chun Shui simply cannot express how lazy she is.

She never gets her hands dirty at home, and the soy sauce bottle fell over... Hey, I guess she can't even tell the difference between soy sauce and vinegar.

With clothes on her hands and food on her hands, her mouth opened, she lived the life of a wealthy lady.

However, lazy people have the capital to be lazy.

Not only is a person beautiful, but he is also a highly educated person. The key is a good background.

Of course, finding a good husband is also an important reason.

The most important thing is that the family is not short of money.

Although she is not working now, she has a lot of savings, and during the holidays, the seniors will give her some kindness. Yang Jun is lucky enough to see her private money, which is as much as 5,000 yuan. She is a very rich little woman.

According to the current price standards, even if she does nothing, it will be enough for her to eat and drink for a lifetime.

…

Yang Jun definitely disagrees with the idea of ​​couples sleeping in separate rooms.

Even if he couldn't do that, he would never sleep in separate rooms.

Husband and wife should act like husband and wife, so why not sleep in separate rooms?

Yang Jun naturally stopped Ma Xiangxiang from cleaning up her room, and soon drove her and Zhao Juhua to the front yard.

When I came to the bedroom, I saw Yi Qiushui lying lazily on the bed.

"Baby, can you please stop wearing such thin clothes in the future? I'm afraid... I can't control myself."

Upon hearing this, Yi Qiushui turned over and faced him.

He rolled his eyes and said coquettishly: "It's such a hot day, do you want to heat me to death?"

"hot?"

Yang Jun smiled: "Isn't it cooler to be naked?"

"You're going to die." Yi Qiushui said angrily, "It seems mom is right, it's really time to assign a room to you."

"Hmph! Unless I die." Yang Jun said again: "No, even if I die, I will lie side by side with you."

When Yi Qiushui heard this, her almond-shaped eyes widened and she stared at Yang Jun with a cannibalistic look.

"Young man named Yang, I will fight with you."

"Come on, how have you ever not been beaten by me while I was holding you down?" Yang Jun said sideways.

"Hmph! I have your son protecting me, how dare you touch me?" Yi Qiushui said.

Yang Jun glanced at Yi Qiushui. It was difficult to turn over, but he still wanted to fight him?

"Okay, don't bother me. Even if I don't have my son to protect you, I still can't bear to touch you."

"That's pretty much it."

Yi Qiushui's pretty face suddenly burst into laughter.

A woman's persistence cannot compete with a man's sweet words.

Especially the artistic Yi Qiushui is more fond of this trick.

Whenever she was angry, as long as Yang Jun read one or two ancient poems, she would immediately smile.

Yi Qiushui said a few sweet words to Yang Jun and put her in a good mood. She took Yang Jun's arm and said coquettishly.

"Husband, I have thought about it. After giving birth to this child, I will have two more children. At least I will have two children."

When Yang Jun heard this, his head turned black.

I don’t know since when, Yi Qiushui was subtly influenced by Wang Yuying.

If it had been before, she would definitely not have had more children. After living with Wang Yuying for such a short time, she was completely brainwashed by Wang Yuying.

Wang Yuying often taught her how wonderful it is to have children. When she gets old in the future, she will be cared for and cared for by others. If she only has one child, there will be no one to discuss anything at home.

However, Yi Qiushui, who was highly educated, was unknowingly brainwashed by Wang Yuying, and her thoughts and ideas were quietly changing.

Yang Jun: "I'm going to find Xiangxiu."

"Why are you looking for Xiangxiu?" Yi Qiushui asked.

"I think it's better to let her clean up the east wing."

Yi Qiushui's pink cheeks were filled with anger, and she grabbed Yang Jun.

"Yang, what do you mean, you're not happy if I give birth to your child?"

Yang Jun spread his hands and said: "Without you, things that have been decided can change at a moment's notice."

Yi Qiushui said coquettishly: "Hubby, after we give birth to this one, can we have another one?"

"no!"

"Will it work or not?"

"no!"

"If you can, can you say it again?"

Yi Qiushui's eyes widened, her hands on her hips, as if she would never give up until she agreed.

"It's up to you, you can have as many as you want."

Yang Jun said angrily: "It's not me who suffers anyway."

"Yes, then what else are you unhappy about? Why don't you even want to move?" Yi Qiushui said.

Yang Jun was speechless.

He shook his head and said, "Hey, it's better to be a worker. Being a farmer has a lot to do."

Yi Qiushui is already an experienced driver. Every time Yang Jun drives, she can quickly understand.

He pinched him and said coquettishly: "You can be a worker if you want, but don't plant any more land in the future."

"That won't work. We can't let the land go uncultivated. At least plant some cucumbers, eggplants, etc." Yang Jun objected.

"Do you want to die……"

…

One afternoon, Yang Jun and Yi Qiushui were having fun in the backyard.

The two of them didn't get up until Ma Xiangxiu came to order dinner.

As soon as he picked up his rice bowl, he saw a silhouette of a person flashing in the courtyard, and Yang Liu walked towards the central courtyard carrying his luggage bag.

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment and asked: "Am I dazzled? I seem to have seen Liu'er."

Yang Mei rolled her eyes: "You are not dazzled, aren't you Liu'er?"

"Including this time, this is the third time I have returned to my parents' home."

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment.

"What's going on? How long have you been married, and the young couple are having trouble?"

"Who knows? Even if I ask, I won't tell you. Every two days, as soon as Wang Tao comes, he will go back with a bang." Yang Mei said.

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this.

Subconsciously I felt bad.

Wang Yuying never mentioned this to him. If it hadn't happened to happen today, he wouldn't have known that Yang Liu had gone back to her parents' house for the third time because of a quarrel between the young couple.

When a couple quarrels, they always go back to their parents' house. This is not a good habit.

If it goes on for a long time and the number of times increases, people will come to pick you up once or twice, but once the number of times increases, they won’t take you seriously.

Yang Jun thought for a moment, then turned back to Sun Zhaodi and said,

"Zhao Di, ask your third aunt to come for dinner."

"Okay, godfather."

Sun Zhaodi responded, grabbed a white-flour steamed bun and went out.

After a while, I heard a noise coming from outside.

"Zhaodi, let me down."

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat."

Everyone looked up and saw the thin Yangliu being carried on Sun Zhaodi's shoulders towards the restaurant.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yang Liu is like a chicken in front of Sun Zhaodi, with no room for resistance.

"Zhaodi, you are getting more and more courageous. I am your third aunt. You are being unfilial."

Sun Zhaodi said angrily, "Third aunt, if you have any complaints, tell your godfather later."
To be continued...