Chapter 10 Wedding Night

After finishing the meal, Meng Wanqiu naturally placed the bowl in Pei Xingzhi's hands.

Pei Xingzhi was startled and looked up to find that Father Meng was holding the bowls of Mother Meng and Grandma Meng. Meng Yanchun also took the bowls of his sister-in-law and Zhuangzhuang, came to the well in the yard, squatted down and began to wash the dishes skillfully.

Pei Xingzhi understood that in the Meng family, men washed the dishes.

"No, whoever cooks will have the rest of you wash the dishes." Meng Wanqiu understood Pei Xingzhi's meaning at a glance. She sat on the recliner in the yard, crossed her legs, and looked quite leisurely.

Then why don’t you wash it? You didn’t cook either.

Pei Xingzhi didn't say anything, but his eyes revealed this meaning.

Meng Wanqiu added lazily, "Who made the noodles you ate this morning?"

I have no idea what's going on.

Meng Wanqiu smiled in her heart and suddenly felt that being married was a good thing. Someone would wash the dishes for her. Poor her before, she could only wash them by herself miserably.

Hearing this, Pei Xingzhi had no choice but to follow Meng's father and Meng Yanchun and line up to wash the dishes. He couldn't help but feel sorry for what he had done. It was just washing the dishes, and he washed them himself anyway at the educated youth camp.

Meng Wanqiu sat for a while, then went to boil water to take a bath. She had been sweating a lot after a busy day.

But thinking that Pei Xingzhi hadn't showered either, he went to him and asked, "Do you want to shower? I'll go boil some water."

Pei Xingzhi nodded. He was also a clean person. He usually worked until he was sweating all over. When he returned home at night, no matter how tired he was, he had to take a shower or a cold shower first.

After hearing this, Meng Wanqiu went to boil some water. She was also a person who loved cleanliness, but most men in the countryside were rough and didn't like cleanliness. Her father and eldest brother were the same. They would come home from work covered in dirt and lie down on the bed. Every time, they would be scolded by their mother and eldest sister-in-law before they would get up and wash.

She didn't want Pei Xingzhi to be like this, so fortunately Pei Xingzhi didn't let her down.

After boiling the water, Meng Wanqiu didn't ask anyone for help, but went into her room carrying the water herself.

After closing the door, taking a comfortable bath and washing his hair, Pei Xingzhi opened the door feeling refreshed and chatted with Meng Yanchun in the yard.

It was about Meng Fengdong, who was still a student and had returned to the county school long before the banquet ended.

Brother Sun came to the banquet, and when he was going back, he happened to ride the bicycle that Pei Xingzhi borrowed. Pei Xingzhi knew that Meng Fengdong was going back to school, so he asked Brother Sun to give him a ride.

Meng Yanchun smacked his lips, his tone full of envy. "That's a bicycle! There's only one in several villages. Dad said last year that he wanted to save money to buy one for our family. I wonder if he can buy one this year."

Pei Xingzhi asked, "Is the money not enough? How much more is needed?"

"No, no, no, I have enough money. I just need the bicycle ticket."

Nowadays, to buy a bicycle, you can't just have money, you also need a ticket. However, there are regulations for this and the number is limited. I don't know how much effort it takes to get a ticket.

Pei Xingzhi thought about it and felt that it could be put into practice, but he decided not to say anything until it was confirmed, so as not to disappoint others.

Having a bicycle is indeed much more convenient. I will go back and talk to Brother Sun about taking on more work.

I glanced over and noticed Meng Wanqiu coming out.

Pei Xingzhi walked over and prepared to help Meng Wanqiu carry out the water, but before he could get there, the other party came out carrying the bathtub first.

He paused, his eyes revealing a hint of surprise. You know, that was a wooden basin made of solid wood, and it was mostly filled with water, but when he lifted it up, the water surface didn't even shake.

He...this daughter-in-law seems a little unusual.

"Why are you just standing there? Go wash it quickly, or you'll waste kerosene and Mom will scold me again."

After Meng Wanqiu finished speaking, she put the basin back into the house and went to help Pei Xingzhi fetch water.

Looking at her back, Pei Xingzhi was silent for a moment, then quietly went into the house to pack his things.

After Pei Xingzhi finished washing, he was the only one in the room. Looking at the bathtub on the ground, he tried to put his hands on both sides of the basin and started to exert force.

No movement.

I didn't believe it and thought it might be that my movements were not standard, so I adjusted them and tried again.

The air grew quiet.

Bang bang──

"Okay, I'm coming in."

Pei Xingzhi opened the door, and as soon as Meng Wanqiu came in, he lifted the basin up and asked, "You can't move it, right?"

Although it is a question, the tone is affirmative.

It is not very lethal, but extremely insulting.

Pei Xingzhi made way for Meng Wanqiu and said, "I can drag it out bit by bit." What he meant was that strength is not important, as long as the problem can be solved, the process is not important.

When Meng Wanqiu passed by Pei Xingzhi, she gave him a look and then said lightly, "Too slow."

Pei Xingzhi: ...

When Meng Wanqiu came back, she found Pei Xingzhi washing clothes in the yard. She ignored him and went back to her room.

When Pei Xingzhi returned to the room, he saw Meng Wanqiu already lying in bed, sleeping with her back to him.

For some reason, Pei Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to pack up the clothes he brought. He had just thrown a big bag into the closet without organizing them properly.

After opening the cabinet, he found that his clothes had been folded and neatly placed in a corner, and on the other side were Meng Wanqiu's clothes.

Pei Xingzhi was stunned. This was the first time someone had tidied his clothes for him. He looked at the figure on the bed and felt a little complicated.

With nothing to do, Pei Xingzhi had to blow out the kerosene lamp and prepare to go to bed.

The room became pitch black, with only a faint moonlight shining through the window, illuminating the general shapes of objects in the room.

Pei Xingzhi climbed onto the bed quietly under the dim moonlight. There was about a pillow between him and Meng Wanqiu.

With his arms resting on the back of his head, Pei Xingzhi opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, feeling a sense of relief.

He really got married.

A strange room, a strange bed, and another person lying next to me.

And this person is his wife.

In the quiet atmosphere, Pei Xingzhi only began to see those images in his mind.

In the living room decorated in a low-key and luxurious style, a young man with elegant temperament sat on the leather sofa, looking down at the newspaper in his hand, and heard the voice of the woman in the kitchen instructing the maid to cook.

Two elderly people with gray hair protected the young children playing on their knees, their smiles doting and kind.

"When our son grows up and gets married, there will be one more person in the family."

"Haha, how long do we have to wait?"

The old people were imagining the beautiful vision of four generations living under one roof in the future. The elegant young man put down the newspaper, hugged the playing child in his arms, and asked curiously:

"What kind of wife does Xingzhi want to marry?"

The child showed a confused expression and said in a baby voice, "What is a wife?"

The elegant man laughed heartily upon hearing this. "Wife, wife is the one who will accompany Xingzhi from now on. Xingzhi will do everything with wife. Sleep together, play together, do everything together."

The child scratched his head, suddenly realized, and said aloud: "Then I want my wife to play the piano with me, write with me, and read and study with me."

At this moment, the grandparents all laughed and said, "Then Xingzhi must work hard, otherwise he won't be able to find such a good daughter-in-law."

"Well, I'll try my best."

Following this childish answer, the memories in my mind instantly turned into pictures, fixed in the frame, starting to fade away, getting smaller and smaller as the distance increased, until they disappeared.

Pei Xingzhi closed his eyes to hide the surging emotions in them, turned over, and suddenly felt a warm sensation.

He was shocked and opened his eyes immediately, only to meet a pair of big eyes that were still bright in the darkness, staring at him motionlessly.

He sat up suddenly and pulled away the quilt covering Meng Wanqiu with violent movements. Under the moonlight, a white jade-like body appeared in front of Pei Xingzhi.

Pei Xingzhi's throat suddenly became dry, and he subconsciously covered his nose. Then he remembered something and immediately covered the quilt back.

"You, why don't you wear clothes?"

Meng Wanqiu blinked her eyes and said, "I am wearing it."

She was wearing a bellyband and no clothes.

"What kind of clothes are those?" Pei Xingzhi's tone was a little aggressive, with a hint of madness and helplessness.

"Why isn't a bellyband considered clothing?" Meng Wanqiu disagreed.

Pei Xingzhi covered his face and let out a "ha" sound, his mind uncontrollably recalling the scene he had just seen.

The woman lay on her side on the bed, staring at him with a pair of innocent eyes, revealing her snow-white skin. A red ribbon was tied around her neck, crossing at her collarbone. The thin cloth blocked her body, obscuring the scenery in front of her.

But the fabric is loose, covering some parts and revealing others, making the spring scenery appear vague and revealing, making people look more charming and seductive.

Seeing Pei Xingzhi covering his face and not saying anything, Meng Wanqiu muttered and actually sat up from the bed.

Feeling the movement, Pei Xingzhi put down his hand and looked at her. Meng Wanqiu actually moved towards him.

"What are you going to do?" Pei Xingzhi's tone was shocked and he couldn't help but step back.

"Today is your wedding?" Meng Wanqiu leaned her hands on Pei Xingzhi's pillow, and her hair, which was usually braided, loosened into sexy big waves, covering her chest. Her tone was a little sad and aggrieved.

She waited for him for a long time and fell asleep, but when he came back he didn't even call her.

Pei Xingzhi didn't dare to look at or touch Meng Wanqiu at all. He crossed his legs and backed away little by little. As a result, his body trembled at Meng Wanqiu's delicate and charming voice.

She wanted to do that. When Pei Xingzhi thought of this, his whole body began to heat up and his throat became drier and drier.

Seeing that he still didn't move, Meng Wanqiu wondered if he didn't know how to do it. Could it be that she should take the initiative? But she didn't know much.

Biting her lip, Meng Wanqiu put her hand on Pei Xingzhi's shoulder and put her arm around his neck. She could feel his body stiffen the moment she touched him.

As expected, he definitely wouldn't do it. It seems like I really have to rely on her.

Meng Wanqiu slowly raised her legs and sat astride Pei Xingzhi's legs. Now they were facing each other, their noses were filled with each other's scent, and their breaths began to blend.

Pei Xingzhi's chest heaved even more violently, his breathing became rapid, even blowing up the curly hair on Meng Wanqiu's chest.

Feeling the change in Pei Xingzhi, Meng Wanqiu sighed silently. It seemed that he was really nervous.

She had heard before that when doing this, one had to learn to comfort the nervous other person so that both of them would feel comfortable, but she didn't know how to comfort them.

Thinking of this, Meng Wanqiu tried to put her lips on the other person's face.

Forehead, eyebrows, nose tip, and finally the soft lips.

But it was no use. He became even more nervous. Meng Wanqiu felt that the heat from his body was making her sweat.

Suddenly, Pei Xingzhi's hoarse and low voice rang out in the darkness: "How old are you this year?"

Holding Pei Xingzhi's neck and sitting on his strong thighs, Meng Wanqiu tilted her head and thought, "Hmm, it seems like my birthday is only two months away."

"How old is your birthday?" Pei Xingzhi's voice became even hoarser, and his throat seemed to have been burned by fire.

"Eighteen."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

Meng Wanqiu felt Pei Xingzhi heaved a sigh of relief. She didn't know why he asked her this. She was about to continue what she was doing when she suddenly felt a pair of hot hands on her waist.

The next second, the world was spinning.

Meng Wanqiu lay down on the bed and covered herself with a quilt.

She tried to break free, but found that the quilt was pressed down tightly by Pei Xingzhi.

"You are not yet an adult. We can talk about this later."

Meng Wanqiu stared at Pei Xingzhi in disbelief, "Where is that saying?"

Please forgive Meng Wanqiu for being a little antique. The women in her family would never tell her these things. Girls in the village all get engaged at the age of sixteen or seventeen. She always thought that this place was the same as her previous life.

"That's what the experts said."

"Who is the expert? I'll go find him."