One of Lin Miaoyin's life principles is reciprocity. Meng Yuanzheng would rush to do the small things in daily life, but she couldn't just enjoy something like foot massage without giving anything in return.

And then there's the matter of her being so conflicted!

On the one hand, she was vaguely looking forward to it. After all, it was exciting just to think about a handsome guy massaging your feet. On the other hand, she felt so ashamed. Why did this guy suddenly think of doing this?

Just as she was struggling, Meng Yuanzheng suddenly stood up, reached out, grabbed her hand and pulled it towards him. She was pulled over unexpectedly and was forced to sit down by the shoulders.

"Meng Yuanzheng, I..." She looked up at him, a little speechless.

"I don't need you to press it for me, don't worry." He comforted her, squatting down, grabbing her ankle with his big hands and lifting her feet up, preparing to take off her shoes.

She was startled and her whole body froze. "I'll take it off myself, I'll take it off myself!"

Seeing that he hadn't let go, she quickly said, "I'll take them off myself! My feet stink, and I'm afraid they'll stink you."

"Didn't you just take a shower? You don't smell." After saying that, he unbuttoned his cloth shoes, took them off and put them on the ground, revealing Lin Miaoyin's feet.

Her face was a little dark from working under the sun every day, but her feet were white and tender, inexplicably cute. After walking for several hours in the afternoon, her feet were a little red.

He knew she was shy, so he didn't look at her for long. He just glanced at her twice and put her foot in the water, then took off the other foot.

The water temperature is well adjusted, slightly hot, very comfortable and refreshing.

Meng Yuanzheng reached his hand into the water and scrubbed her toes carefully.

His hands were big and his fingers were long. After working for a few days, there were thin calluses on the palms of his hands, which made Lin Miaoyin feel itchy. It took a lot of self-control to stop herself from pulling her legs back.

She sat on the stool, clenched her hands, and watched him wash her feet with his head down and very focused.

It was so touching. The villain washed my feet and it brought tears to my eyes.

After washing and soaking for a while, he found an old towel, squeezed her feet in his hands, wiped them dry, and then placed them on his thighs.

Then pinch the acupoints on the soles of the feet and press with moderate force.

Lin Miaoyin bit her lips tightly, feeling so ashamed. Ah. Ah. Ah!

But it feels so comfortable, I feel my meridians are unblocked, fatigue is gradually fading, and I feel intoxicated...

No wonder there are so many foot bath cities nowadays.

Meng Yuanzheng lowered his eyes and wrapped her feet in his palms. He felt his face turning red and he had no choice but to pretend to be serious.

"Just tell me if it hurts," he said in a low voice.

"Yeah." Lin Miaoyin responded in a low voice with a flushed face.

I secretly looked at him a few times and found that his profile was really handsome, with well-defined features, a high nose bridge, a slightly protruding throat, thin lips tightly pursed, and a focused look. He looked both cool and gentle.

After massaging her feet, Meng Yuanzheng found a pair of small scissors to help her trim her slightly long toenails.

Lin Miaoyin was extremely afraid that he would cut a piece of her flesh, so she was too frightened to move. She instinctively pulled her feet back, but was held firmly by his big hands.

After finishing the work and finally regaining control of her feet, she felt a thin layer of sweat all over her body.

He sat there and watched Meng Yuanzheng carry the wooden basin out. He touched his face and it was burning hot.

It's so embarrassing!

So shameless! Can't you resist? You are enjoying it! She spat at herself twice and pounded the bed a few times to ease her mood.

At the same time, she thought about Meng Yuanzheng's behavior in the days since she traveled through time and space. After thinking for a long time, she came to only one conclusion.

He is so good to her!

Ah, why did it become like this? She pounded the bed a few more times.

The feeling of wanting a divorce at the beginning had long gone to who knows where, and she even developed a desire to get closer to him.

Of course, it must be because he is too handsome and he is using his beauty to lure her. If it was an ugly guy, she would never do that!

Everyone loves beauty and there is nothing to be ashamed of, she comforted herself.

At this moment, she heard the sound of Meng Yuanzheng putting something away in the yard. She quickly climbed onto the bed and pulled the quilt to cover her head, otherwise she really didn't know how to face him.

Go to sleep, and everything will be over tomorrow.

When Meng Yuanzheng came in, he saw that Lin Miaoyin was gone. Only the quilt on the bed was left, which was bent up and even covered her head tightly.

He smiled silently, locked the door, walked forward, supported the edge of the bed with one hand, and pulled down her quilt with the other hand.

Lin Miaoyin was startled. She was originally facing the wall sideways, but she subconsciously turned her head and faced him.

This time he was even more frightened and sat up suddenly.

"You're so scary."

"If you cover your head while sleeping in this hot weather, you'll get prickly heat." Meng Yuanzheng stood up, took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed.

"I, I like it. If I don't cover it up, mosquitoes will bite me. Look, when I wake up every morning, my arms and face are covered with blisters." As she said this, she lifted up her sleeves and stretched out her arms to show him the red spots on them.

Meng Yuanzheng glanced away without looking at her.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot something." She got out of bed, went to the cabinet to find the medicine that Zhu Wanqin gave her last time, and stood beside the bed and said, "Take off your clothes. I'll apply the medicine for you."

He looked at the ointment on her hand, his eyes softened, he curled his lips, moved his back to her, and took off his vest.

He had been carrying manure on his shoulders for the past two days, and today he carried ten kilograms of rice, five kilograms of flour, and two kilograms of meat, and his shoulders were already bruised from walking on the mountain road for such a long time.

The shabby back and narrow waistline made Lin Miaoyin's eyes warm and her heart ached.

She applied the ointment to his shoulders and rubbed it in gently.

"I'm asking you." She said sullenly.

"Um?"

"Why are you so nice to me? You were never nice to me before."

"Because you are my wife." Meng Yuanzheng said in a low voice.

I am not your wife, your wife is dead, she muttered in her heart.

"But I wasn't nice to you. I was so mean to you before."

"I have forgotten everything that happened before. I only remember that you gave me your bed to sleep on that rainy night."

"Just because of this?" she asked in surprise.

"Of course it's more because you are my wife, and I should be nice to you."

Lin Miaoyin...

This is an honest man, for sure.

After applying the medicine, she went to the yard to wash her hands. She saw that it was windy again. She looked up and saw that the moon and stars were covered. It was going to rain again, so she hurriedly called Meng Yuanzheng to come out and put the clothes away.

"It's going to rain tomorrow, so I can sleep in." She sat cross-legged happily and looked at the watch Meng Yuanzheng had placed on the bedside. It was just past nine o'clock in the evening. In her previous life, that would mean that the nightlife had just begun.

The two of them lay down on their heads again. She was a little glad that Meng Yuanzheng didn't snore, otherwise she would be in trouble.

But she couldn't fall asleep lying down, so she gently called him, "Meng Yuanzheng, are you asleep?"

"No." came the response from the other end.

"I want to tell you something very serious."

"What is it? Tell me."

"I've been able to dream about certain things that will happen in the future since I was a kid. For example, I used to dream that my dad would be elected team leader, that my brother would marry Cui Fen as my sister-in-law, and that the pigs in the brigade would give birth to a few piglets. Do you believe me?"

She began to talk nonsense.

Meng Yuanzheng asked cooperatively, "I believe it, so what did you dream about again?"

"I dreamed that the college entrance examination would be resumed next year."

The author has something to say: The male protagonist is such a good man, wiping tears, my boyfriend doesn't even offer me foot massages, and he won't even bring me foot washing water, so of course I won't bring him any either, spreading my hands

This should be a turning point in the heroine's heart. She begins to truly treat Meng Yuanzheng as her own.

I calculated that it would take a few years for readers' requests to have children to be fulfilled.