Chapter 102 Fu Yucheng is jealous

Yun Tangyin paused with the rag in her hand, and felt a sudden rush of heat in her ears. She turned around and pinched his arm, "You old frivolous boy, be careful that Mom hears you."

Fu Yucheng deliberately groaned, then grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms: "I'm glad you heard it. Mom told me yesterday not to get too drunk at night because she was afraid it would bother you."

"Nonsense!" Yun Tangyin's voice was as thin as a mosquito's hum, but she was held in his arms and couldn't get out. "Mom clearly told you to rest early."

"Isn't that different?" Fu Yucheng chuckled, rubbing his chin against the top of her head. "While we're resting, we can also let Mom hold her grandson sooner. It's like killing two birds with one stone."

The window of the kitchen was not closed tightly, and the evening breeze blew in the fragrance of locust flowers. Yun Tangyin smelled the scent of soapberries mixed with fireworks on his body, and her heart softened like a ball of cotton.

She shrank into his arms, her voice muffled by her coarse cloth jacket: "That has to wait until the roof of the educated youth camp is repaired and my mother's padded jacket is finished..."

"I'll do as you say." Fu Yucheng pinched her earlobe. "There's still a lot of time to go. By the way, after we finish repairing the roof tomorrow, I'll take you for a walk over to the river bend. I saw a lot of wild chrysanthemums blooming in the reed marsh the other day. Pick a few."

Yun Tangyin looked up at him. The moonlight just happened to slip in through the window, and it looked like stars in his eyes.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch his face: "How do you know I like wild chrysanthemum?"

Fu Yucheng grabbed her hand and brought it to his mouth, gently biting her fingertips, "How could I not know what my wife is thinking?"

Suddenly, a cough was heard at the gate of the courtyard, and the two hurriedly separated. Fu Yucheng hurriedly went to pick up the bowl, and Yun Tangyin went to wipe the stove with a red face. But out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Fu Yuanshan standing at the door of the woodshed, adding firewood to the stove with his back to them.

"Second brother, are you still awake?" Yun Tangyin asked with courage.

Fu Yuanshan hummed sullenly, "We have to get up early tomorrow to repair the roof, so boil some hot water."

After saying that, he carried a bundle of firewood and entered the woodshed. The door curtain shook, revealing Jiang Jianhua's face that was secretly looking out. When he saw that he was discovered, he quickly shrank back.

Yun Tangyin lowered her head, but Fu Yucheng laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist: "My wife is really..."

"I won't pay attention to you if you laugh again." Yun Tangyin picked up the basin of water and walked out, but was stopped by Fu Yucheng as soon as she reached the yard.

He pulled out a bunch of wild hawthorns tied with a red string from his pocket like a magic trick and handed it to her: "These are for you. I picked them when I passed by a hawthorn tree this afternoon. The sour taste is just right to relieve the greasiness."

Yun Tangyin took it. There was still fresh dew on the hawthorn. She took a bite and squinted her eyes because of the sourness. But then she saw Fu Yucheng come over and smell the juice at the corner of her lips: "It's really sour."

The night wind suddenly became hot. Yun Tangyin held the hawthorn tightly, feeling her heart trembling with sourness, yet swelling with sweetness.

The next morning, Fu Yucheng and Fu Yuanshan carried a ladder to the educated youth center. Yun Tangyin stood at the gate and warned them, "Be careful, don't climb too high."

"Got it." Fu Yucheng turned around and waved at her, took two steps and then turned back, stuffing a hot boiled egg into her hand, "I didn't have enough breakfast, so give it to me on the way."

After they walked away, Jiang Jianhua came over and smiled: "Yinyin, look at the way the third brother turned back every few steps, all he had in his eyes was you."

Yun Tangyin peeled the eggshell, and the egg white was as tender as cream: "Second sister-in-law, please stop making fun of me. Aren't you and second brother the same way?"

"We're an old married couple," Jiang Jianhua said, picking beans from the sieve. "You're just mixing honey and oil. By the way, the supply and marketing cooperative got a whole bunch of colored thread the other day. There's both red and green ones. Do you want to pick some up?"

Yun Tangyin's heart moved: "Really? Then wait until they finish repairing the roof, I will go and take a look."

As he was speaking, Song Yushuang came out with a half-worn blue cloth shirt. "Yinyin, help me alter this shirt for your eldest brother. The cuffs of his shirt are worn out, it would be a shame to throw it away."

"Okay." Yun Tangyin took the shirt and said, "I'll go cut it right away and try it on when big brother comes back."

She sat in the yard, sewing under the shade of a tree, her stitches even and dense. Yuxia came over to watch and said, "Yinyin's craftsmanship is truly amazing. The other day, my sister asked me if I could make a wedding dress for her daughter. She was willing to give me two feet of cloth coupons as a thank you."

"I wouldn't dare make a casual wedding dress." Yun Tangyin smiled and shook her head, "But if it's an ordinary cloth shirt, it's fine. Let her take the time to measure the size."

As they were talking, it was noon. Fu Yucheng and the others had not returned yet. Yun Tangyin was just about to go and take a look when she saw Fu Yucheng coming back with some men. The man had a scrape on his forehead, and blood was oozing out.

"What happened?" Yun Tangyin quickly put down her needlework and went over to Fu Yucheng, pulling him aside and asking, "How did you get injured?"

The person who came was the one Fu Yucheng had met before when he brought Yun Tangyin to the Northeast.

Zhou Desheng.

"It's okay, I just rubbed it." Zhou Desheng waved his hand nonchalantly, "I was working with Brother Fu, and the tiles at the educated youth site were too slippery, so I accidentally tripped."

The young man with a dark complexion and white teeth smiled naively: "I was afraid that my wife would worry, so I came here with Brother Fu first. I need to trouble my sister-in-law to give me some medicine or something to apply."

Without saying a word, Yun Tangyin dug out red medicine from the bottom of the box, dipped a cotton swab in it and gently applied it to his wound: "You're bleeding and you still say it's okay? You're injured for Fu Yucheng, too. Let me apply some medicine for you."

"It really doesn't hurt." Zhou Desheng suddenly smiled, "Sister-in-law is so nice."

Yun Tangyin still blew gently, and her breath brushed the wound warmly. Fu Yucheng felt his heart tingle beside him, and suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms: "After all, she is my wife."

"Stop talking nonsense." Yun Tangyin pushed him away. "Hurry up and change your dirty clothes. I'll make you a bowl of egg noodles with your favorite chili sauce."

Zhou Desheng took the medicine and prepared to leave. Fu Yucheng did not refuse and waved goodbye as he watched him leave.

When Fu Yucheng went into the house to change his clothes, he took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Yun Tangyin: "Here, the educated youth forced it on me to thank me for repairing the roof."

Inside the handkerchief were a few pieces of fruit candy and a small packet of malted milk.

After all, Yun Tangyin was born into a wealthy family. Others found it unusual, but Yun Tangyin had seen it all before. She held the packet of malted milk and said, "Don't be so polite. You didn't refuse it?"

Fu Yucheng changed into his clothes, revealing his sturdy waist. "No need to be so worldly-wise. Just take what you need. By the way..."

Yun Tangyin thought he was going to say something big.

Who knew that Fu Yucheng turned around and hugged Yun Tangyin in his arms without saying a word.

"What were you thinking when you applied the medicine to Xiao Zhou?"

Fu Yucheng asked seriously, but Yun Tangyin was a little confused.

Is there any need to think about anything else when it comes to easy things?

But when she looked at Fu Yucheng's face, Yun Tangyin suddenly realized that this guy was even jealous of Xiao Zhou!

Yun Tangyin punched him in the chest, amused and angry. "Fu Yucheng! Is this funny?"