As soon as Su Chenwei opened her eyes, she transmigrated to the 1960s, a time of material scarcity and famine.
The original host was a pampered rich young lady who, to spare her from the hard...
And this honey water is really quite unique...
As soon as I drank it, not only did it leave a sweet aftertaste in my throat, but it also made me feel like I was full of energy.
Even my spirits seem a bit lighter?
However, he knew that since Su Qingzhi had already explained, there was no need to ask any more questions.
"Well...why don't you want to take a shower? A hot bath will make you feel better."
Su Qingzhi smiled and nodded upon hearing this.
"Okay, but..."
As she spoke, she looked up at the dilapidated houses around her, a hint of concern appearing on her face.
"But you'll have to keep an eye on me from outside the door."
There isn't even a single intact wall in this place.
The door panels were long gone, and the windows had no intact seals, letting in drafts and light from all sides.
She would never have dared to undress and bathe without him guarding the door.
After saying that, the two of them went together into the makeshift kitchen.
The environment there wasn't exactly luxurious, but it was still relatively clean compared to the outer rooms.
On the ground was a bucket of freshly boiled water, still steaming.
A brand new, clean white towel was placed on the shelf next to it.
"Don't worry about washing it, it's very clean inside, and I'll stay outside the whole time."
After saying that, Shen Cunpu took a step and quickly retreated into the courtyard.
This scene, witnessed by Su Qingzhi, made her chuckle softly a few times.
The moment the wooden door was slowly closed.
The sound of rushing water immediately came from inside the house.
Shen Cunpu stood quietly outside the door, his hands behind his back, looking up at the bright moon.
Yes, from today onwards, he is no longer the sickly man who was neglected by others.