"Okay." Song Lin also reached out and touched her cheek lovingly, and said gently: "But Xiuxiu is still too thin and too small now. She should eat more. When she recovers, we can have a child."

"Well, my husband, please lie on the quilt too. It's too uncomfortable." Seeing that Song Lin was stiff and didn't dare to move, Shen Xu simply lifted the quilt covering him and let Song Lin lie on the quilt.

"I never thought getting married would be such a hassle. Is it like this for other people getting married too?"

"I don't know. It's really unreasonable." Song Lin was worried that both of them would catch a cold at night if they slept on the quilt, so he simply got up and found another quilt in the cabinet.

"Then ask your uncle someday if he didn't sleep well when he got married."

"Uh... my uncle was only sixteen when he took me on the run. He raised me, taught me how to behave and learn martial arts. He never married."

"What? So, didn't your uncle have a matchmaker when he was in his twenties?"

"Yes, I do, but my uncle either thinks she's too ugly or has a bad temper. He's never liked her."

"Husband, from now on, let's be filial to our uncle and find him a beautiful and gentle aunt."

Song Lin gently pinched the tip of her nose and pulled it lovingly, "What's wrong with you? You're meddling in everything and now you're meddling in my uncle too."

"That's just to show respect to your uncle," Shen Xu suddenly realized, pointing at him and said, "Tell me the truth, were you the one who ruined your uncle's marriage?"

"Yes, yes, your husband is domineering and unreasonable, and even your gentle and beautiful aunt is scared away."

In this way, the two of them lay on the quilt, listening to the occasional sound of peanuts and longans breaking under the quilt, and fell asleep in each other's arms.