When Yang Chunxiao heard such a heartless thing being discussed inside, he was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out. He was also afraid that he would make a noise and be noticed by the people in the room, so he covered his mouth tightly with his hands and even softened his breathing.

Li Shangcai had just finished his tea and told the servant to make a new pot. The sound of the servant walking around in the yard was particularly clear.

Yang Chunxiao was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't dare to listen anymore. He tiptoed along the wall and slipped out of the alley. He didn't dare to breathe until he was among the crowd.

"It's so terrible, so terrible." Yang Chunxiao patted his chest and looked back, alert for servants coming out of the Junzi Courtyard.

People on the street looked at her in surprise, and some enthusiastic people asked Yang Chunxiao if she was being harassed by someone.

Yang Chunxiao waved his hands repeatedly, as if he was still worried, and trotted out of the town.

She heard the evil intentions of those people with her own ears and really couldn't understand why Wang Dujuan could be associated with such people.

They had just said they were going to trick Yang Donghu into coming to town. But what would happen after they got him there? What would happen to Yang Donghu? If something really happened to him, would his husband still want him? Would he be able to survive without his reputation?

Yang Chunxiao's mind was full of thoughts. The continuous questions made her head hurt. She shook her head and her vision became a little blurry.

Yang Chunxiao hadn't had a full meal in the past few days, and her physical strength had long been overdrawn to the limit. The half dry steamed bun she ate yesterday was as hard as a rock, causing her stomach to ache.

Her mouth was very dry, so when she saw a small puddle on the side of the road, she didn't care whether the water in it was clean or not. She lay down and gulped down several big mouthfuls before she felt better.

The ripples on the water surface gradually calmed down, reflecting a purple and mottled face. Yang Chunxiao stared at it for a long time and felt that the person in it was extremely ugly. She scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on her face, as if she had made up her mind.

Never mind, no matter whose business it is, the money will be returned, just live your life in peace from now on, and don't cause trouble again. What does Yang Donghu have to do with me? He refused to lend me money, and whether he can tolerate humiliation is none of my business. If that person finds out that I have been eavesdropping and tells on me, taking my life will be easier than crushing an ant.

Yang Chunxiao gritted her teeth and walked back to the main road. She straightened her back, trying hard to make herself look less timid, and walked towards the village step by step.

It was a nice day early this morning. Zhu Cuilan took out the thick quilt that she had used for the whole winter and washed it, then changed into a looser spring and autumn quilt.

Yang Donghu took out the winter quilt from his room. A winter quilt weighed more than ten pounds, and it was too difficult for one person to do it. Since Zhu Cuilan was free, it would be easier for the two of them to do it together.

The spring and autumn quilts are not as thick as the winter quilts. After being kept in the cupboard for several months, they feel a little cold. Zhu Cuilan said that the weather has been good these days, and Yang Donghu wanted to dry the quilts in the sun before Zhao Luochuan came down from the mountain. When he comes back, he will have a soft quilt to cover himself with, and it can also relieve the fatigue of climbing the mountain.

After a new year, the relationship between the two people has made great progress and they are more and more dependent on each other. Zhao Luochuan has only been in the mountain for two days, but Yang Donghu already feels that it has been as long as a year.

This time, Zhao Luochuan didn't say how many days it would take to go up the mountain. He just said it depends on the situation. It could be three to five days, or it could be ten days or half a month.

Yang Donghu counted the days on his fingers all day long. He counted once in the morning after breakfast and once before going to bed at night. It was always the same few days. Sometimes Yang Donghu wished he could fall asleep and never wake up. Time passed quickly when he slept. It would be great if he could open his eyes one day and see Zhao Luochuan coming back.

Zhao Fangchu was used to being disrespectful and joked with Zhu Cuilan that he was a husband-waiting stone. After being laughed at so many times, Yang Donghu started counting in his mind so that Zhao Fangchu wouldn't hear.

When Zhu Cuilan heard Zhao Fangchu's nonsense, she hit him without much force, then comforted Yang Donghu and told him not to worry, saying that it wouldn't take too long to go up the mountain for the first time after the New Year, and he would probably be back in the next two days.

Now everyone knew that Yang Donghu missed Zhao Luochuan terribly after being away from him for a day or two. Zhu Cuilan's words sounded like comfort, but Yang Donghu could always sense that they were meant to be a joke.

The quilt cover and quilt core are connected together with cotton thread, and the quilt core is full of cotton. Once it comes into contact with water, it will clump together, becoming thick in some places and thin in others, and it will no longer keep you warm when covered with it.

Rice soup is needed for washing. Zhu Cuilan was taking apart the quilt with scissors, while Yang Donghu was making rice soup in the kitchen first.

Wash the rice, pour it into the pot, add water, and simmer on low heat until the rice soup becomes white and sticky. Use gauze to separate the rice and the rice soup. The quilt cover washed with soap nuts has a fresh fragrance. Put it into the rice soup and soak it completely before washing it. Make sure to smooth out the folds when drying it in the sun. Expose it to the sun for a day. The quilt cover will not get damp or wrinkled even if it is placed in the cupboard for a long time.

It is easy to separate the rice soup, but the remaining rice cannot be wasted. Food is not easy to come by, so Yang Donghu spreads the rice flat on the bottom of the pot, pours a circle of water around it, and slowly simmers it with the remaining fire. After the quilt is washed, the bottom of the rice in the pot is scorched and sprinkled with salt. It tastes crispy and is one of the few snacks that the children in the village can eat to satisfy their cravings.

Zhu Cuilan had a well in her yard, so she no longer had to go to the river to crowd with the village women and listen to their gossip.

Yang Donghu followed Zhu Cuilan's example and put the washed quilt cover in rice water. After the rice water completely soaked the quilt cover, he took it out and washed it again.

The whole process was not troublesome, but it was very strenuous. It required two people to twist a quilt cover together. After twisting all the quilt covers, the wrists of the three people were very sore.

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