Chapter 189 Tell me what my aunt needs

As time approached the end of the year, the temperature was getting lower and lower. Wen Yanxi was afraid that Chen Zhaoyue would be cold, so he lit the stove early.

Chen Zhaoyue was afraid that the room was sealed too tightly and might cause carbon monoxide poisoning. Every time Wen Yanxi lit the stove, he would remind him not to lock the doors and windows too tightly and to leave gaps for ventilation.

There were cases in nearby villages where people died after sleeping all night because of burning coal stoves in the winter. Wen Yanxi naturally did not dare to take it lightly and never dared to close the door tightly.

In the room as warm as spring, Chen Zhaoyue stood in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself slightly sideways.

However, even though she was five months pregnant, she felt that she had gained a lot of weight. There was obviously more flesh on her face, and it felt soft when she pinched it.

"Alas." Shen Zhaoyue sighed softly, her fingers stroking her cheeks, then suddenly stopped. Although she had gained some weight, her skin seemed to be better than before pregnancy, delicate and smooth, with a healthy rosy glow.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhaoyue turned and pulled out a small ceramic jar from the cabinet. Inside was a mask powder she'd made using white atractylodes, white striata, and pearl powder. She'd mixed it with floral dew and egg white to create a paste. She carefully applied the pale green ointment to her face, and the cooling sensation immediately seeped into her skin, making her squint in pleasure.

There were footsteps outside the door, followed by Wen Yanxi's deep voice: "Yueyue, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Chen Zhaoyue turned around with a green facial mask on her face, and Wen Yanxi just opened the door and came in.

Wen Yanxi was obviously stunned when he saw her, and then a smile appeared in his eyes: "What are you doing? Turning yourself into a little green man."

"It's a facial mask. It's good for your skin." Chen Zhaoyue leaned closer to him, blinking, "I made it myself. Would you like some too?"

Wen Yanxi laughed and reached out to gently pinch her chubby cheek: "It's not right for a man to put on a facial mask."

"I didn't ask you to apply it in front of outsiders, so why should you be shy in front of me? Besides, this mask I made can delay skin aging. Men need to take care of themselves occasionally. Otherwise, being exposed to the wind and sun all day will make you age quickly!" Chen Zhaoyue tugged at his sleeve, not giving in. "Besides, you are much older than me. If you don't take care of yourself, when the children are born, people will think you are their grandfather when you go out."

These words hit the nail on the head for Wen Yanxi.

The fact that he is older than Chen Zhaoyue has always been a knot in his heart.

On ordinary days he could act as if he didn't care, but ever since she became pregnant, Wen Yanxi inexplicably started to care about her age.

Wen Yanxi was silent for a moment, then suddenly sat down upright on the chair: "Then apply more."

Chen Zhaoyue chuckled, and seeing him looking like he was facing a great enemy, her heart softened. She carefully applied the mask to him, gently rubbing circles on his face with her fingertips.

Wen Yanxi closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of her fingertips, and suddenly said, "Everyone in the army knows that I'm going to be a father."

"Oh? What do you mean?" Chen Zhaoyue asked while applying.

"During today's meeting, several people came up to me, patted me on the shoulder, and said, 'Old Wen, great! Double happiness!'" Wen Yanxi said with unconcealable pride. "The political commissar even asked me if I needed to adjust my work schedule so he could spend more time with me."

Chen Zhaoyue felt sweet in her heart, but she teased him deliberately: "Then what do you say?"

"I said no, my wife is very strong." Wen Yanxi opened his eyes and looked at his little wife with a green face. "But Yueyue, if it's hard, you must tell me."

"I know." Chen Zhaoyue applied the mask to him and looked at the two green faces with satisfaction, "Wait fifteen minutes and you can wash it off."

The couple sat facing each other, their faces gloomy, chatting casually. The dim light gilded the two people snuggling together, and the air was filled with the fragrance of herbs.

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One afternoon a few weeks later, Shen Zhaoyue was preparing dishes for dinner at home when there was a knock on the door.

She supported her waist and slowly stood up, opened the door, and unexpectedly saw Wen Qing.

Wen Qing stood at the door, holding a few paper bags in his hands, and his military uniform made him look tall and straight.

"Wen Qing?" Chen Zhaoyue was a little surprised. "Why are you here?"

Wen Qing smiled and raised the things in his hand: "I got some red dates and walnuts that were newly harvested this year. I heard that they are good for pregnant women, so I brought them to you specially."

Chen Zhaoyue quickly stepped aside: "Thank you, I won't be polite then!"

"We're all family, why be so polite? Auntie, if you need anything, just tell me." Wen Qing walked in, placed the things on the table, and casually glanced at her visibly bulging belly: "How are you feeling lately? I heard you're pregnant with twins. It must be hard, right?"

"It's okay, I just get tired easily." Chen Zhaoyue smiled embarrassedly, "Please sit anywhere, I'll pour you some water."

"Don't bother, I'll do it myself." Wen Qing saw her reaching for the kettle again and quickly stopped her, "Are you going to cook? Where's your uncle? Hasn't he come back yet?"

"He went to a meeting and hasn't come back yet. He said he would be back before six o'clock." Chen Zhaoyue pointed to the dishes on the table, "I was just about to wash them."

Wen Qing glanced at the vegetables and bowls on the table, and suddenly began to roll up his sleeves: "Let me help you, you sit down and rest for a while."

Chen Zhaoyue was stunned and quickly waved his hand: "No, I just want to move around. I'm tired of sitting all the time."

Wen Qing had already walked to the basin, glanced at Shen Zhaoyue's belly, picked up the dishes skillfully and began to wash them, "It's not easy for you to carry two children, so do as little of these things as possible."

Seeing his firm attitude, Chen Zhaoyue couldn't refuse anymore and had to sit down aside.

Thinking of the snake venom that Wen Qing had been poisoned with a few months ago, Chen Zhaoyue asked him, "Wen Qing, how are you feeling lately? Are you still feeling unwell?"

"I'm feeling fine. I'm taking the medicine you prescribed for me on time every day, and I don't feel any discomfort." Wen Qing didn't even raise his head, concentrating on washing the vegetables. "I actually feel that after taking the medicine you prescribed, my body is stronger than before."

Chen Zhaoyue smiled and said, "That's because your physical foundation is good."

Wen Qing looked up at her and said, "As for you, my little aunt, being pregnant with two children is much harder than one. If you need any help, just let me know. I know you have medical skills, so I can't help you with anything related to the examination. But if you need to run errands or do some physical work, you can leave it to me."

Chen Zhaoyue felt warm in her heart: “Okay, when I need your help, I will definitely not be polite to you.”

The two were chatting casually when suddenly there was a sound of a door opening.

They both turned around at the same time and saw Wen Yanxi standing at the door, looking at the scene in the kitchen with surprise.

Wen Yanxi's gaze flickered between Wen Qing's wet hands and Shen Zhaoyue's smiling face. His brows furrowed slightly before returning to normal. "When did Wen Qing come?"