Chapter 100 Poor Darling
In the evening, Shen Yuzhu cooked a pot of noodles with soybean paste. Although they had also eaten noodles at noon, it made no difference to the children; both were fragrant and delicious.
Shen Yuming now cooks a mixture of refined and coarse grains, while Shen Yuzhu makes only white noodles, and her fried sauce noodles are especially delicious. The children eat them like little kittens.
How are we going to sleep tonight?
Shen Yuming thought for a long time before finally asking the question: There are only two rooms in this courtyard. People live in the other room, so where will Xiao Zhou sleep? He can't possibly live with Shen Yuzhu again, can he?
Young people like you, what if... shouldn't you be careful?
"It's okay, sis. We've already registered our marriage, and we're a real married couple now. It's fine for us to sleep in the same room."
As soon as Shen Yuzhu finished speaking, she caught a glimpse of Zhou Congsheng's smiling face out of the corner of her eye. If there hadn't been children around, Shen Yuzhu suspected that he might have jumped up and down a bit more.
After dinner, Shen Yuming packed some eggs and brown sugar, then carried a basket to the old village chief's house. The children were all very sensible; after washing up, they went back to their rooms to sleep, even if they couldn't fall asleep.
Shen Yuzhu asked Zhou Congsheng to carry a bucket of hot water into the bathroom for her.
She came out shortly after, her hair still damp. Zhou Congsheng, who had been at ease all day, panicked the moment he saw her emerge from the bathroom.
While he went to take a shower, Shen Yuzhu made milk powder for the children. They were still recovering from the previous heavy losses, so they needed to eat well.
After they finished drinking their milk, Zhang Jie held the cups herself and took a small basin for them to rinse their mouths. Then she and Panpan coaxed their younger siblings to sleep. She was very well-behaved.
She was very brave today, and Shen Yuzhu rewarded her with a bag of colorful hair ties in red, yellow, blue, and green. The little girl was overjoyed and shyly put them under her pillow.
When Shen Yuming returned, he saw her comforting the child.
"Zhuzhu, thank you for your hard work. I'm always causing you trouble."
“We’re sisters, don’t say things like ‘it’s a hassle’ anymore. Don’t say things like that again. Sister, you’re tired today too. There’s still hot water in the pot. Wash up and go to bed early. You don’t need to get up early tomorrow. Zhou Congsheng will get up to cook. He gets up early.”
"Why!"
Shen Yuzhu returned to her room, where Zhou Congsheng sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) with a book in his hand, looking extremely serious.
He glanced at Shen Yuzhu out of the corner of his eye, and after a long while said, "Making the bed? I'll make it."
Despite saying that, I was still struggling with whether to move the kang cabinet down. Although we had registered our marriage, we hadn't had a wedding yet. Should we avoid any suspicion?
Shen Yuzhu rolled her eyes, shooed him aside, reached out and pulled over the quilts that were placed on the side of the kang (heated brick bed), spread them out, and then crawled directly into the quilts.
"Ahem... You're just going to sleep like that?"
"......."
Zhou Congsheng waited for a while, and seeing that she didn't speak, he curled the corners of his lips and went up to the bunk. Although there were two quilts, they were very close to each other, and it was getting hot that day, so he was wearing less and the quilts were thin.
Shen Yuzhu's quilt was draped over her abdomen, revealing half of her arms and legs, which were fair and delicate. The kerosene lamp cast a dim yellow light in the room, making it seem as if she was surrounded by a halo of light.
It's like a beautiful painting.
As he watched, he felt a burning sensation in his nose, quickly turned his head away, and then jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed), running outside with his shoes on.
Shen Yuzhu: "...Do you have an upset stomach?"
"!!!??"
"No."
After replying, Zhou Congsheng went out, but came back in with damp hair. He crawled back into bed and lay down with his back to Shen Yuzhu.
Shen Yuzhu had been wondering if something might happen that night, but now all she wanted to do was sleep. She was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyelids open.
Nevertheless, she still felt that something was wrong; she couldn't open her eyes, but her mind was becoming increasingly agitated.
Before this, when Zhou Congsheng came here, he wanted to hug her all the time and kept trying to crawl into the bed. But now, he's not making a sound at all.
Does getting the marriage certificate make you arrogant?
Do you stop appreciating something once you've obtained it?
Or is it that you're not feeling well?
"Zhou Congsheng, why are you so far away from me? We just got our marriage certificate and you're already acting like this? What are you trying to do? Are you even going to live with me?"
"...Would you like to turn around and look at me?"
Despite being exhausted, Shen Yuzhu still lay flat on her back and glanced at him from the side. Her eyes widened instantly at that glance.
"Are you experiencing a fever or nosebleed?"
Zhou Congsheng stared at her intently, and Shen Yuzhu immediately had a flash of inspiration. She rolled up her blanket and went to sleep on the other side of the kang (a heated brick bed).
"sleep!"
Looking at his wife, who was wrapped up like a silkworm cocoon and kept warm, Zhou Congsheng couldn't help but laugh in anger.
After getting off the kang (heated brick bed), I washed my face again. Once I felt a bit better and the anger in my heart had subsided, I went inside.
The next day, Zhou Congsheng returned to his unit after lunch.
The days passed uneventfully until the end of the month. Chu Lian and Zhou Daoming arrived in Heilongjiang Province and went straight to Xiangyang Production Team.
They dressed very modestly, arriving by oxcart with Zeng Hu helping to carry their things. Zeng Hu was wearing a drab gray Zhongshan suit, and Chu Lian, who was next to them, even had a yellow winter headscarf wrapped around her head. Shen Yuzhu pulled it off the moment she saw it.
"Mom, aren't you hot?"
"Hehehe... I'm just afraid that my fellow villagers will feel uncomfortable seeing me. We're all around the same age. Look at me, I don't look old at all."
Shen Yuzhu: "......"
"Don't worry about your mother. She's anxious to see Yuming and she's overjoyed to know that you and Congsheng got your marriage certificate."
"Hehe... Mom and Dad, let's go home, my sister is cooking at home!"
"Okay, okay."
When Zhou Daoming and Chu Lian heard that they were going to see Shen Yuming, their eyes reddened. Shen Yuzhu helped carry their things, and at such close range, she could hear the two of them gritting their teeth.
I know that right now, he's probably cursing Lü Jiahao in his heart!
Shen Yuming stood in the courtyard with her child. She was also very nervous, constantly tugging at her clothes and smoothing her hair, afraid that Shen Yuzhu's parents-in-law would look down on her. Although she knew that they cared about her, they had never met her before.
As the voices grew closer, her palms sweated more and more, and the smile on her face, which had been held for a long time, began to stiffen slightly.
The courtyard gate was pushed open, and before she could speak, she saw a couple who looked similar to Zhou Congsheng staring at her blankly with red eyes.
"They look so alike, so incredibly alike! They look exactly like Pingping, even more like Yuzhu than she does. They're practically identical."
Shen Yuming forced a smile and was about to greet them when Chu Lian suddenly pulled him into her arms.
"My poor little darling, boohoo... I'm your Aunt Chu. From now on, with your Uncle Zhou and me here, we won't let you suffer the slightest grievance, good child, good child!"
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