Chapter 24 Uh, how am I supposed to wear these clothes?

Once inside, the woman hesitated and stammered, unsure how to begin.

Seeing this, Li Xiujuan was anxious and nudged the other woman: "Sister Liu, don't be shy, there are no outsiders here. Talk to Wanqiu about your husband's problem, she has a solution."

Sister Liu gave Jiang Wanqiu an awkward smile before saying, "It's just... it's just my husband... he... he doesn't have those feelings for me anymore..."

This was said subtly, but everyone present was experienced and understood it perfectly.

Li Xiujuan chuckled and joked, "I thought it was a big deal! Your old Zhao is over sixty, practically buried halfway up in the ground! He's had four or five kids with you, the oldest is old enough to get married, isn't it understandable that he doesn't have that kind of interest?"

Upon hearing this, Sister Liu's face turned even redder, and she awkwardly tugged at the corners of her mouth.

It seems that everyone assumes that older men and women should stop having sex.

To bring it up again would be disrespectful to elders and a disgrace.

Young people found it laughable, and their peers felt embarrassed.

She could only go along with Li Xiujuan's words and say, "That makes sense. It's not that I'm just thinking of treating her if I can, but if I can't, I won't force it, after all, she's really getting old..."

Jiang Wanqiu listened quietly, her expression remaining calm.

In her past life, when she sought medical treatment for that useless man in the Wang family, she unexpectedly discovered that most of those seeking prescriptions were middle-aged or elderly people.

Thinking about it later, I felt relieved.

Who says that as people get older, they lose their emotions and desires? We are all just ordinary people who eat grains and vegetables.

“Auntie, it’s nothing serious,” Jiang Wanqiu said. “I can cure it.”

She turned around and took out a box, a piece of underwear, and a small porcelain bottle from her storage space.

She placed the items on the table and laid them out one by one.

"Here are three pills. Take one every three days with warm water," she said, pointing to the pills in the porcelain bottle.

Then, she opened the box, and a delicate, sweet fragrance instantly filled the air.

"This is aromatherapy. Light a little in the room before going to bed at night, and it can... enhance the mood."

Finally, she took out the neatly folded underwear.

Liu's sister-in-law and Li Xiujuan curiously went over to investigate.

Jiang Wanqiu unfolded the fabric, revealing it to be a very lightly made, close-fitting undergarment. The silk was as thin as a cicada's wing, with a few thin straps, and the design was so daring that it was astonishing.

"How... how is this worn?" Sister-in-law Liu looked at it from all angles for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the front and back.

Jiang Wanqiu didn't shy away from it and picked up the underwear to hold it up against herself.

"Hiss—" Li Xiujuan and Liu's sister-in-law gasped at the same time, their eyes widening in shock.

This clothing... can this even be called clothing? There's barely any fabric; it's practically the same as wearing nothing at all!

Sister-in-law Liu blushed deeply, waving her hands and shaking her head vigorously: "No! No! This... this kind of clothing is fine for young people, but if I wear it at my age, I'll look like an old hag!"

She felt that the aromatherapy was not very useful; it just smelled nice, but it was of no practical use.

In the end, she only took the pills, counted out fifty yuan, and solemnly pushed it in front of Jiang Wanqiu.

"Sister, this is the medicine your auntie wants."

Fifty yuan is also a considerable sum.

Neither Sister Liu nor Li Xiujuan felt that the medicine was outrageously expensive. In fact, they were somewhat relieved that such a good thing was truly effective and that they had the connections to get it.

Jiang Wanqiu did not refuse and accepted the money.

After seeing off the two people who were expressing their gratitude, the courtyard had just quieted down when Zhao Fu, the eldest son of the village chief, ran over with a warm smile.

"Sister-in-law Wanqiu!" Zhao Fu's voice boomed, "My father has set up a table at home and specially invited you over for dinner, as an apology. Wenchang is also at my house!"

"So he spent the whole day with Zhao Hui?" Zhao Xiaohua asked from the side.

At first, she thought Zhao Hui had a fever and that Zhao Wenchang would just go over for a quick look. But he ended up staying for a whole day, which made her very unhappy.

Zhao Fu was taken aback by the question, scratched the back of his head, and said somewhat uncertainly, "I guess so."

However, he went to work during the day, so I don't know much about it.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ma Jinhua's face darkened: "That brat! His wife has suffered a terrible injustice at home, and instead of rushing home to comfort her, he's running off to someone else's house to fawn over her! That Zhao Hui, she just has a fever, she's not going to die tomorrow! Does she need a grown man like him to stay by her side all day?!"

The Zhao family mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were experienced women; they could spot the problem at a glance.

Zhao Shan, who was standing nearby, was startled and quickly grabbed his mother's arm, lowering his voice to advise, "Mom! Keep your voice down! Zhao Hui's brother is still here!"

Zhao Fu just chuckled, seemingly unconcerned, and even explained on Zhao Wenchang's behalf: "Grandma Ma, don't be angry. It's mainly because Zhao Hui has been clinging to him since she was little, and she can't change that in a short time."

These words were like adding fuel to the fire, making Ma Jinhua even angrier.

Jiang Wanqiu listened from the side, her lowered eyelids concealing the fleeting cold light in her eyes.

At the same time, Zhao Wenchang and Zhao Weimin were talking next to a military green jeep.

Contrary to what others claimed, he didn't spend the entire day with Zhao Hui. Instead, he and the village chief imprisoned Wang Laizi in an empty house and interrogated him for the entire day.

However, Wang Laizi insisted that Zhao Hui had instigated him to do it, which infuriated the village chief.

It wasn't until evening that his comrades from the military arrived in a car to hand over the man and take him directly to the city's public security bureau.

As Wang Laizi was being helped into the car by two young men in military uniforms, he was still hurling insults and profanities.

"Zhao Hui! Zhao Weimin! You just wait! When I get out, the first thing I'll do is skin you alive! I won't let you get away with this!"

Village chief Zhao Weimin's face turned ashen. Meeting Zhao Wenchang's gaze, he could only brace himself and explain, "You know that Wang Laizi had designs on Zhao Hui before. He wanted to drag my daughter down with him! Zhao Hui is a kind-hearted girl; she would never do something so heartless. You've known each other since you were kids; you know perfectly well, don't you?"

Seeing that Zhao Wenchang did not respond, he patted the man's shoulder and chuckled dryly, "Well then, Wenchang, come on, I'll have Zhao Fu go and call Wanqiu to come to my house for dinner. As her uncle, I'll comfort her. She just arrived in the village and this happened. It's our Zhao family village that has wronged her."

When Zhao Wenchang followed Zhao Weimin back to the village chief's courtyard, it was already getting dark.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a figure came out of the house.

Zhao Hui's fever has subsided, and apart from a slightly sickly pale complexion, she is much more energetic.

When she saw Zhao Wenchang, her eyes lit up at first, but then, as if she remembered something, she immediately put on a stern face, crossed her arms over her chest, pouted, and spoke in a tone full of resentment and grievance.

"Hmph! Now you know to come back to me?!"

She deliberately raised her voice, making it sound like she was crying, and her eyes welled up with tears.

"I was burning up with fever all day, and I asked you to stay and keep me company, to take care of me. And what did you do? You just left without even looking back! Zhao Wenchang, do you even care about me anymore, your sister?!"

"Why are you back now? Get out! Get out of here! I don't need you to care about me! I don't need your fake concern anymore!"