After Ying Han warmed up for a while, he couldn't sit still anymore, so he went upstairs to get some clothes to change and put them in the bathroom on the first floor.

She planned to take a shower on the first floor, as the temperature on the second floor was not as high as on the first floor.

The fireplace was burning brightly, and after half an hour, the temperature rose.

The water had boiled a lot, and Deng Chen mixed the water for her before letting her in.

"Remember not to let water touch your face. Call me if anything happens."

"No, you go in when I tell you to." Ying Han teased him in a good mood.

This made Deng Chen extremely embarrassed.

I quickly ran in and closed the door.

Deng Chen was outside listening to the radio and adding fuel to the fire.

At the Ying family, Ying's mother was busy for a while, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Whether a man and a woman were alone together or went home alone to take a shower, she felt that her daughter was at a disadvantage.

Put down the work in your hands, dress warmly, and ride your bike out.

Before I even went out the door, I saw Ying's father coming back.

"It's so late, where are you going? How is Hanhan?"

"After she came back from the hospital, she insisted on taking a shower. I wouldn't let her go to the bathroom, so she and Deng Chen went back to the small building. There was a fireplace there, so it was warm. I didn't think much of it at the time. But now I think about it, I'm... afraid they might do something out of the ordinary. I have to go check it out."

When Mr. Ying heard this, his heart sank.

I can't let my daughter be eaten by that guy before she gets married.

Without saying a word, he rode his bike to the small building with Ying's mother.

The gate of the yard was not locked. After the two people went in, they saw their daughter lying on her back on a bench through the doors and windows of the yard, and Deng Chen was washing her hair beside her.

When the couple saw this scene, the satisfaction in their hearts increased a little.

Of course, they have nothing to complain about since their daughter has a husband who takes care of her like this.

For children to live a good life, it is not about how much money they have or how high their status is.

What you see is every little detail in life.

Ying's mother disagreed before, mainly because of Deng Chen's hand.

These past few days she had really discovered that Deng Chen's hand was slowly recovering, which gave her no reason to disagree.

Deng Chen caught sight of two people in the yard from the corner of his eye. He was surprised and hurried over to greet them with wet hands.

"Uncle, aunt, why are you here?"

"I'm... I've packed up my house. I know you've been tired these past few days, and I don't want you to run back and forth anymore. It just so happens that your uncle Ying is back, so we're coming together to pick Hanhan up."

Ying's mother found a perfect excuse for herself. Seeing that Deng Chen's hands were still covered with foam, she quickly urged him to wash his hands. She washed her daughter's hair neatly.

As soon as Mr. Ying came in, he took off his coat and said with a smile, "This little building is warm. No wonder Hanhan likes living here."

"Well, I really regret it now. We should have built a fireplace there. The fireplace is much warmer than the stove at home." After washing his hair, Ying Han sat aside and wiped it, explaining regretfully.

"We don't need it over there. I heard the heating will be turned on soon, so our house will be warm in the future."

"The heating is on, that's great."

Hanhan's hair was not dry yet, and the couple was not in a hurry to leave. They chatted for a while in the living room.

In the end, Ying Han was wrapped up like a dumpling.

Wearing a big cotton-padded jacket, a hat, a scarf, and gloves, his face was covered tightly, leaving only his eyes exposed. Sitting in the back seat of his father's car, Ying Han felt like he was going to fall off.

Before leaving, Ying's father patted Deng Chen on the shoulder and said, "Come to our house on the second day of the New Year."

"I understand, Uncle Ying." Although Deng Chen pretended to be calm, Ying Han noticed carefully that he was up to something because of his tightly clenched hands.

After this separation, we probably won’t see each other again until the second day of the new year.

Ying Han said goodbye to him reluctantly, wanting to tell him that he had left space for Shui'er in the kitchen.

I don’t know if he will come here in the next few days.

Otherwise the water will be wasted.

Yinghan has been staying at home with his mother all day these days, watching her cook all kinds of delicious food.

Unfortunately, she can't eat. Now the most she eats are various light soups, and she has to endure the itching on her face during recovery at night.

She has been drinking half a cup of space water every day these two days, and she has felt much better.

The scabs have fallen off.

Ying's mother was very surprised and said that she had a good physique and would recover quickly.

Ying Han always nodded with a smile.

My brother came back today and my dad drove to pick him up.

It happened to be the 29th day of the lunar year. Today, my mother made dumpling fillings and his brother ate two big bowls.

Seeing her son wolfing down his food, Ying's mother said distressedly, "You didn't even eat enough on the train, and now you're like a wolf when you get home."

"I haven't eaten my mom's dumplings in a long time. I ate a lot on the road, but they weren't tasty. I'm really hungry too."

The family is reunited again this year, and all the bad things are over.

After the brother found out that Wang Xiu'e had done something to his sister's face.

I almost ran to the Jiang family to beat Wang Xiu'e on New Year's Eve.

Ying Han didn't go to see her for the past two days, not because he wanted to let it go, but because he wanted to heal his injuries first and then slowly settle the score with her.

On New Year's Eve, a piece of the scar on Ying Han's face fell off. When Ying's mother saw the tender flesh, she was overjoyed.

"From the looks of it, it shouldn't leave any scars. Look at how smooth it is."

"It's good that there is no scar." Ying's father said with a smile.

Although it didn’t show on her face like Ying’s mother did, it was all in her heart.

The whole family was happy, as it was New Year's Eve, so they sat around the table eating, chatting and staying up all night.

The only things Yinghan could eat were the clear soup noodles and clear soup meatballs her mother made for her.

Even so, she was very happy.

I was happy for my brother because he told him that he used the money he and his parents left him to buy two houses and a stinking ditch.

Don't underestimate that stinky water hole. It is also a residential land. Because the terrain is concave and water accumulates frequently due to rain, it gradually became like that.

"Qing He said that there are so many houses in the village now that no one wants to buy a house with water storage. If they want to build a house over there, they just need to fill it with a few truckloads of soil. I am also planning to build a house, so I bought it just to save money."

"Brother, how much did you buy it for?"

"I bought the stinking ditch for 400 yuan, enough to build three rooms."

“It’s so cheap.”

"Qinghe's uncle is the village chief, so he gave me a discount."

"Oh, I see. So, these houses were found for you by your classmate Qinghe."

"Well, after all, she was born and raised there and knows more about it than I do. So I asked her for help."

Ying Han looked at his brother slyly for a long time and thought that his brother's name "Qinghe, Qinghe" sounded very natural.

Ying Li was a little frightened by her gaze. He raised his hand and exerted force on her head, turning her head to the side.

Not gentle with women at all.