Chapter 136: When we have a child, we will be a family of three and live our whole life together.

Fu Yucheng had just sent Erzhuzi home when he turned around to see Yun Tangyin slumped on the kang, her hair spread out on the pillow like a soft cloud.

He sat down on the edge of the kang and tucked her hair behind her ears. "Are you exhausted already? Erzhuzi was a good boy today. He didn't climb a tree to rob a bird's nest."

Yun Tangyin closed her eyes and hummed, "He ran all afternoon, and I chased him all afternoon. My legs almost didn't belong to me anymore."

She suddenly grabbed Fu Yucheng's hand and said, "Touch it, your palm is full of sweat."

"I'll get you a basin of hot water to wipe yourself." Fu Yucheng stood up and was about to leave, but she grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Don't go." She moved further into the kang. "Just lie down with me for a while, just a little while."

Fu Yucheng took off his shoes and lay down. Just as he was about to speak, Yun Tangyin snuggled into his arms: "You feel cool and comfortable."

She suddenly laughed out loud, "Erzhuzi said he wanted to make a small bamboo toilet for his little brother, saying it's lighter than a porcelain one and won't break if it falls."

"This child is very quick-witted." Fu Yucheng lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. "I'll ask my second brother to weave a cloth cover for the bamboo toilet so that my butt won't get cold in winter."

Yun Tangyin punched him on the chest: "You're becoming more and more frivolous."

She suddenly yawned. "An old Chinese doctor said that being tired can easily lead to laziness. I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow."

"If you can't get up, then don't." Fu Yucheng covered her with the quilt. "I'll bring breakfast to the kang and lay four eggs for you."

The next morning, Yun Tangyin was awakened by the aroma. She opened her eyes and saw Fu Yucheng squatting beside the kang, holding a small bamboo tray with a bowl of red date porridge and two poached eggs on it.

"Awake?" He handed over the tray. "I added brown sugar. Try it and see if it's sweet."

Yun Tangyin had just scooped a spoonful of porridge when she saw Fu Yucheng pull out a small bamboo mirror box from behind his back. "Do you think this mirror box is well woven? Aunt Zhou said she would put it on your dressing table so it can hold your rouge box."

The mirror box was woven with lotus flowers, and the corners were inlaid with fine bamboo silk. Yun Tangyin touched the lid of the box and said, "It looks better than my wooden box. Just don't let Erzhuzi see it, or he'll definitely tear it apart and make a little train."

"It's on top of the breakfast cabinet." Fu Yucheng fed her a bite of egg. "Eat it quickly, it will get fishy when it gets cold."

In the morning, Yun Tangyin was sitting in the yard embroidering a gauze curtain, while Fu Yucheng was installing a backrest on an old bamboo cart next to her.

The bamboo was shaved thinly and bent into a comfortable arc. "Do you think this height is okay?"

He lifted it up to measure, "The child's neck won't hurt if he leans on it."

Yun Tangyin glanced up and said, "Put some more cotton wool on it and sew some blue cloth on it, and it will look like new."

She suddenly stuffed a piece of hawthorn cake into Fu Yucheng's hand and said, "Take a break. Don't work all the time."

Fu Yucheng was about to bite when Yun Tangyin suddenly coughed twice. He quickly put down the bamboo stick and said, "Did you choke? Let me pour you a glass of water."

"No need." She grabbed his hand and smiled, "It's just that the hawthorn cake is sour. The old Chinese doctor said that eating too much sour food will cause heartburn, so you should eat less."

"Got it, housekeeper." Fu Yucheng pinched her face, "Where do you want to go this afternoon? I'll take you for a walk by the river, where it's cool."

"No." Yun Tangyin lowered her head to embroider the bamboo branches. "I walked too much yesterday, and my legs are still sore. It's fine to embroider the gauze curtains at home. You can weave your bamboo cart and I'll embroider my flowers. We won't interfere with each other."

Fu Yucheng suddenly leaned close to her ear and said, "How about I massage your legs tonight? I learned massage in the army, and I'm better than the blind massage master in town."

Yun Tangyin blushed: "Who asked you to pinch me?" But the needle and thread in her hand slowed down a bit.

At noon, Jiang Jianhua came in with a bowl of pork rib soup: "Yinyin, drink it quickly. I stewed it for two hours and the bone marrow has melted."

She stuffed a small bamboo spoon into Fu Yucheng's hand and said, "Give your wife some meat. Don't let her do it herself all the time."

Fu Yucheng had just scooped up a piece of pork ribs when Yun Tangyin stopped him: "You eat too. You ran around with me all afternoon yesterday."

She stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"It smells good." Fu Yucheng smiled as he chewed the meat. "It smells even better than the braised pork in the army cafeteria."

In the afternoon, Yun Tangyin was halfway through embroidering when she suddenly found that the spool of thread was empty.

Just as she was about to get up, Fu Yucheng took out a bamboo thread board from the house and said, "I've already wound it for you. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. Any color you want."

The silk threads on the thread board are wound neatly, like a rainbow.

Yun Tangyin picked up the red thread and smiled: "You are so careful. I always forget to wind it."

She suddenly remembered something, "Have you sent out the invitations to the bamboo weaving exhibition? We need to save two for Captain Zhang."

"I sent it." Fu Yucheng tied a bell to the thread board. "It will ring when it moves, so you don't have to lose it."

In the evening, Fu Yuanshan came to deliver a small bamboo table. Seeing Yun Tangyin embroidering a gauze curtain, he was amazed: "The bamboo branches are embroidered just like the real thing. I've woven bamboo branches into the cradle canopy, and it will definitely match."

He stuffed a pair of small bamboo tweezers into Fu Yucheng's hand and said, "Use them to pick up thread ends for children. They are more delicate than your big pliers."

Yun Tangyin stuffed a piece of pork ribs into his hand and said, "Brother, try it quickly. It's stewed by my second sister-in-law. It's very delicious."

Fu Yuanshan bit his flesh and smiled: "Reporter Li said that the pictorial is selling well. Many people asked where our bamboo workshop is and wanted to order bamboo products."

At night, Yun Tangyin lay on the kang, touching the thread board that Fu Yucheng was weaving and laughing: "Do you think our lives are like this thread, colorful?"

"That's right." Fu Yucheng snuggled into her arms, "The red one is the brown sugar cake, the green one is the bamboo branch pattern, and the yellow one is the little tiger you embroidered."

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, "And there's something sweet, it's you."

Yun Tangyin twisted his arm and said, "You're getting better and better at speaking."

But my heart felt as sweet as if I had a piece of candy in my pocket.

She suddenly remembered something: "Tomorrow you go to the army and ask the girl from Captain Zhang's family if the backpack fits you well. If not, I'll make some changes."

"No need to ask." Fu Yucheng patted his chest, "I met her mother this morning. She said that the girl walks around the yard with her schoolbag on her back every day, like a little peacock."

Yun Tangyin couldn't help laughing: "Then I'll embroider a pencil case for her, made of bamboo, to match her schoolbag."

Fu Yucheng suddenly sat up: "I'm going to make a pencil case holder now. I guarantee it will look better than the ones sold at the supply and marketing cooperative."

"Don't go." Yun Tangyin grabbed him, "The old Chinese doctor said that weaving bamboo at night hurts your eyes. We'll do it tomorrow."

She leaned into his arms and said, "Talk to me. Tell me, when you were in the army, did you secretly weave bamboo objects?"

"Yes." Fu Yucheng stroked her hair and smiled, "I once wove a bamboo cigarette case for a comrade-in-arms. There was a five-pointed star engraved on it. He kept it in his pocket like a treasure."

Yun Tangyin looked up at him and said, "Then you can also make a cigarette box for me and I will put the melon seeds in it."

"You don't smoke." Fu Yucheng smiled and said, "I'll make you a bamboo jewelry box to put your silver hairpins and earrings in. It's more moisture-proof than a wooden box."

The moonlight outside the window shines in through the bamboo window lattice, casting tiny shadows on the ground.

Yun Tangyin rubbed against Fu Yucheng's arms, her eyelids growing heavier as she listened to him talk about interesting things in the army.

In a daze, she heard Fu Yucheng say in her ear: "When we have children, we will be a family of three and live together for the rest of our lives."

Yun Tangyin responded "OK" in her heart, with a smile on her lips, and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, she and Fu Yucheng were holding a fat baby, who was holding a small bamboo rattle in his hand, and running around the yard chasing Erzhuzi's bamboo fishing boat. His laughter was like wind chimes, one string after another.