Chapter 102 Too Much Sexual Activity Depletes Vital Energy
The Milky Way stretches across the dark blue sky.
The stars were so dense, like scattered diamonds, that they cast a soft, silvery glow over every corner of the courtyard.
The evening breeze, carrying the fresh scent of grass, lifted the hem of Qiao Xingyue's clothes as she gazed at the man who had effortlessly lifted her up and hung her around his waist.
The word "want" was low and hoarse, carrying an irrepressible tremor, and it overflowed from Xie Zhongming's throat.
Xie Zhongming's arm muscles were tense as he steadily supported her. His fingertips touched her slender waistline and the warm, soft skin beneath her clothes, a sensation that surged into his heart like an electric current.
Suddenly, my heart fluttered.
"You think so?" Qiao Xingyue wrapped her arms around his neck, rested her head on his shoulder, and rubbed her nose against his earlobe. "Didn't you get exhausted last night?"
No wonder the Xie family said that Xie Zhongming was the strongest in the family.
Last night, several times, this man still seemed to have a lot of energy.
She gently nuzzled his nose against hers and said seriously, "We can play cards tonight, but not like last night, four times in one night. Once at most. We need to take things slow."
As they were talking, Xie Zhongming had already carried Qiao Xingyue into the main room.
She still had her arms around his neck, and he held her firmly around his waist. "Traditional Chinese medicine says that sexual activity depletes the body's core essence—kidney essence and blood. Excessive sexual activity leads to malnourishment of the internal organs and ultimately an imbalance of yin and yang."
"You need to restrain yourself tonight."
She looked up from his shoulder.
She put her arms around his tall, straight neck and looked at him.
The power cord in the main room hadn't been turned on yet.
The room was dark and gloomy.
But the man's facial features, reflected in the dark night, appeared even more striking and defined, as clear as if carved by a knife.
She pulled her hand away, making a "1" gesture, which he then securely hung on her waist. She said playfully, "Xie Zhongming, tonight, we can only do it once."
"I'll listen to my wife."
"Go take a shower quickly." She patted his shoulder, as if trying to jump off him.
The hand that was supporting her buttocks and the back of her legs tightened its grip, and then, with a shy yet domineering kiss on her forehead, it finally put her down.
"Xingyue, I'll go get you some hot water, you can take a shower first."
"good."
...
Late at night, the two lay on their newly bought palm fiber mattress.
The Seagull brand floor fan swayed its head, sending out cool air.
The whole room smelled of fresh soap.
Xie Zhongming kissed Qiao Xingyue's cheek, his voice deep and hoarse, "Xingyue, you are my wife..."
...
Afterwards, Qiao Xingyue lay beneath Xie Zhongming, clinging to his strong, lean waist, gazing at the distinctive old-fashioned roof beams and the fifteen-watt light bulb hanging from them, feeling exhausted and breathless.
Xie Zhongming also reluctantly let go of her.
Afraid of pressing down on her, he loosely wrapped his arms around her waist and looked her up and down.
The floor fan was still shaking its head.
A cool breeze blew by in gusts, ruffling the stray hairs on her forehead.
Her eyes were red at the corners, damp with the aftermath and she looked tired.
"Xingyue, you must be exhausted?" Xie Zhongming gently brushed a stray hair from her ear.
Her flushed, incredibly fair face was revealed.
She feigned dissatisfaction and gently patted his back, "Xie Zhongming, can you please not take more than thirty minutes every time? It's too long, it's really tiring."
Qiao Xingyue is a medical student. She believes that if a man's sexual intercourse lasts for three minutes or more and both partners are satisfied, it is considered normal.
Clearly, Xie Zhongming's duration of over thirty minutes each time exceeded the normal range.
It was only the second day, and Qiao Xingyue was clearly struggling to keep up.
If he lasts more than thirty minutes every time from now on, she will definitely protest.
"Get down and go take a shower, you're all sweaty." She patted his back again.
Knowing that she was a clean person, even though Xie Zhongming wanted to hold her a little longer, he obediently rolled off her and quickly put on his clothes. "Xingyue, I'll go to the honeycomb briquette stove to get some hot water. I'll call you when I've mixed the water for you."
"My back aches, I'm going to lie down for a bit." Qiao Xingyue lay on the bed, feeling somewhat limp, and replied wearily, "When you're done washing, make another bucket of water and then call me."
"good!"
Seeing how exhausted Xingyue was, Xie Zhongming felt a little guilty.
I need to listen to my wife today and not bother her in the middle of the night.
Knowing she disliked the smell of his sweat, Xie Zhongming, who usually didn't use soap, rubbed his entire body with Bee & Flower brand soap, lathered it up, and carefully scrubbed and washed himself many times until he was very clean.
That area, in particular, was washed over and over again.
As Xingyue once said, women's gynecological diseases are usually caused by men's lack of hygiene.
If men are clean, women are much less likely to get gynecological diseases.
So Xie Zhongming washed very carefully, lathering up with soap and rinsing several times with water.
He took his wife's words to heart.
After washing up, I went to the honeycomb briquette stove in the kitchen to get a basin of hot water, and then took it to the toilet to dilute it with a bucket of warm water.
After Xingyue took a shower, the two lay in bed. Xie Zhongming held his fragrant wife in his arms, wanting to chat with her for a while. He had so much to say to her that he could talk until dawn.
But after a short while, Qiao Xingyue fell asleep.
She was probably too tired; she even snored softly, though not loudly, it was enough to show how exhausted she was.
So Xie Zhongming just held his wife like that, without saying a word.
He smelled the faint scent of soap emanating from her hair and stared at her for a long time.
Xingyue said: They want their relationship to last a long time.
I'll tell her the things I want to say later.
As Qiao Xingyue was half asleep, she suddenly remembered something and abruptly opened her eyes.
"What's wrong, Xingyue?" Xie Zhongming thought she wasn't feeling well.
He touched her forehead.
In the dim light of night, she said with utmost seriousness, "Xie Zhongming, wake me up early tomorrow. Don't let me sleep in until the sun is high in the sky like this morning."
"Why are you up so early?" Xie Zhongming held her hand. "You should have slept in a little later last night and gotten some rest. Your older brothers are back, and they'll have breakfast ready."
"No, your relatives are coming tomorrow, so I have to help them out. Wake me up early, okay?"
"good."
The next morning, Qiao Xingyue didn't wake up until after eight o'clock.
I wanted to get up early.
After all, the day after tomorrow is the day she and Xie Zhongming will hold their wedding banquet.
Today, relatives and friends from the Xie and Huang families will arrive in Jincheng one after another to attend their wedding banquet.
There are too many things to do at home; she should go and help.
When I woke up, I picked up the wind-up watch from the bedside table and saw that it was already past 8:40.
She glared at Xie Zhongming. "Xie Zhongming, didn't I tell you to wake me up earlier? Why didn't you wake me?"
Turning my head, I noticed a curtain had appeared on the window. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was Xie Zhongming's old bed sheet, hanging on the window with nails.
The sunlight outside couldn't get in at all.
No wonder when she woke up groggily in the morning, she saw that the room was dark and thought it was still early.
That old green military-style bed sheet cover was specially hung on the window by Xie Zhongming.
Because the paper windows let in light.
He wanted his wife to sleep a little longer.
There were two large meat buns, a bowl of sweet potato porridge, and a bowl of cold pickled cowpeas on the bedside table.
This is the breakfast Xie Zhongming brought to her from her parents' place.
"Xingyue, rest a little longer. Mom told you not to go too early."
"It's noisy over there, it'll give you a headache."
When many relatives and friends come to visit, it's lively, but with everyone talking at once, it can get quite noisy.
This commotion is so loud it's giving me a headache.
Although Huang Guilan hoped to make Xingyue and Zhongming's wedding banquet a lively affair, she was afraid that the relatives would keep asking the bride all sorts of questions and exhaust Xingyue.
After all, not all of these relatives are as easy to get along with and considerate as the Xie family.
...
Family compound, Xie family.
Several square tables were set up in the courtyard, which were borrowed from Zhang Hongmei and Wang Shufen's home, along with a dozen long benches.
Zhang Hongmei and Wang Shufen also came to help.
The banquet is scheduled for tomorrow, but relatives from the Xie and Huang families need to come from nearby counties or other places, so we need to entertain them in advance.
Tomorrow's two formal wedding banquets are booked at a state-run restaurant, while today we're entertaining relatives at home.
The eldest and second sons of the Xie family, their third son, Yang Jiangbei and Song Jiangbei, as well as the parents of the two brothers, Jiang Degui and Zhang Hongmei, along with the elderly couple Chen Shenghua and Wang Shufen and their daughter Chen Jiahui, and Xiao Songhua, all came to help.
The group had a clear division of labor.
Jiang Beiyang was responsible for picking people up from the train station.
Jiang Beisong was responsible for picking people up from the bus station.
The eldest Xie Zhongyi, the second Xie Zhongjie, the third Xie Zhongwen, and the fifth Xie Zhongyan were responsible for setting up two large pots under the old locust tree outside the courtyard and cooking.
Several women were responsible for greeting guests, chatting with them, boiling water and pouring tea.
Several square tables were covered with peanuts, melon seeds, and fruit candies.
While greeting the guests, Huang Guilan didn't forget to instruct her eldest grandson, Xie Zhiyuan, repeatedly reminding him, "Zhiyuan, An'an is allergic to peanuts, so you have to keep a close eye on her and make sure she doesn't eat peanuts or peanut brittle."
"Grandma, don't worry, I will take good care of my two younger sisters," Xie Zhiyuan said confidently.
In the courtyard, this corner is the coolest.
Xie Zhiyuan, along with his younger brothers, his older sister An'an, and his younger sister Ningning, hid in this shady spot, playing a game with picture cards.
The game cards are called "foreign cards," and they are printed with portraits of characters from "Journey to the West," including Tang Sanzang, Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujing, the White Bone Demon, and the Queen of the Women's Kingdom...
The rules of the game are that each person puts out a picture card on the ground, then they play rock-paper-scissors, and whoever wins gets to fan out their picture card first.
Fan paintings rely entirely on the wind power generated by the palm of the hand.
However, An An and Ning Ning were not even five years old yet. Their little hands were only the size of a drop of water, and they were not strong enough to beat their four older brothers, Zhi Yuan, Ming Yuan, Cheng Yuan, and Bo Yuan.
Seeing that Mingyuan had won against An'an and Ningning again, Zhiyuan pinched Mingyuan's arm hard and whispered in his ear, "I wasn't talking to you. You pretended to lose so that your older sister and younger sister could win. Why don't you learn your lesson?"
Mingyuan pinched his ear and gave Zhiyuan a silly smile, "Brother, I forgot, I promise I'll remember next time."
An'an looked at all the picture cards, but Mingyuan won them all in one go. Her little mouth pouted, showing her aggrieved and sad expression, which made Zhiyuan, who was next to her, feel sorry for her.
Zhiyuan pinched Mingyuan's arm hard again and gave him a look: Remember this, pretend to lose to your older and younger sisters.
Mingyuan understood immediately.
So when the game started again, the older brothers pretended that they couldn't shake the picture cards on the ground.
When it was An'an's turn to fan the picture card, her older brothers cheered her on. Mingyuan immediately took charge and taught An'an how to use a clever technique to flip the picture card that depicted Sun Wukong.
The picture card moved twice, then flipped over and covered the floor.
"Yay!" An'an exclaimed excitedly.
Seeing their younger sister's eyes sparkling, the older brothers smiled with satisfaction.
Just then, Jiang Beiyang led Xie Jiang's cousin-in-law, Xiang Chunhua, along with Xiang Chunhua's nine-year-old grandson Xie Xiaobing and seven-year-old grandson Xie Xiaojun, into the courtyard.
Huang Guilan had a sharp eye and spotted Xiang Chunhua and her two grandsons at first glance.
These three grandmothers and granddaughters were all very thin, and their dark skin was comparable to Jiang Chunyan's.
"Sister-in-law, come in and sit down quickly. Here, have some water." Huang Guilan greeted her with an enamel cup filled with brewed jasmine tea.
That three-flower tea was for Xiang Chunhua to quench her thirst.
Xiang Chunhua took the enamel cup and looked around at the lively scene at the Xie family's house, feeling both sour and jealous.
Huang Guilan and Xie Jiang had five sons in total, but when she married Xie Feng, Xie Jiang's cousin, Xiang Chunhua, she gave birth to five daughters in a row, named Zhaodi, Yindi, Pandi, Mengdi, and Laidi.
With her sixth child, she finally gave birth to a son, but when he was in his twenties, he broke his leg on a mission and had to have it amputated.
The daughters Zhaodi, Yindi, Pandi, Mengdi, and Laidi complained about her favoring boys over girls, and their relationship with their daughters was not very good.
Xiang Chunhua's husband, Xie Feng, was sent to the frontier again. His official rank was not as high as Xie Jiang's, and he was only a small platoon leader.
Even if Xie Feng returns to Jincheng, he doesn't seem to care about people.
But Huang Guilan was different; she gave birth to five sons in a row, and each of them was handsome, tall, and filial.
Now he has four grandsons and two twin granddaughters.
Xiang Chunhua was extremely jealous.
But Xiang Chunhua still had to put on a show. After handing the congratulatory red envelope to Huang Guilan, she insincerely praised her, "Guilan, you're so lucky. Every daughter-in-law you have is so beautiful and capable. I heard from Jiang Beiyang that your new daughter-in-law is very beautiful. Where is she? Let me, her aunt, take a good look."
Huang Guilan smiled and replied, "Sister Chunhua, you flatter me. I'd love to switch places with you and have more daughters."
These were just Huang Guilan's polite words.
To Xiang Chunhua, Huang Guilan was deliberately showing off.
He couldn't help but scoff inwardly: What's so great about having a son?
Xiang Chunhua was unhappy, but she didn't show it. She asked again, "Where is your new bride? Call her out to see her."
“My Xingyue might not be up yet. Zhongming will bring her over in a bit. I’ll let her meet her aunt and get to know her.”
"What? You're still not up so late? Is your new wife a lazy bum? Guilan, let me tell you, my daughter-in-law finishes all her chores by this time, and she even massages my shoulders and legs after she's done. She's so diligent. Unlike your lazy wife, who's still snuggled in bed even when the sun's high in the sky."
As she spoke, Xiang Chunhua felt that she finally had some face, and then boasted, "Guilan, let me tell you, my daughter-in-law is very obedient. If I tell her to go east, she wouldn't dare to go west."
Huang Guilan knew that Xiang Chunhua was mean-spirited and always bullied her daughter-in-law.
Xie Xiaojun and Xie Xiaobing's mother married Xiang Chunhua's son, Xie Jianye, less than two years later. Xie Jianye lost his leg and had it amputated, but Xiaojun and Xiaobing's mother worked hard and took care of the whole family, young and old.
But Xiang Chunhua is ungrateful. She doesn't appreciate such a good daughter-in-law and instead beats and scolds Xiaojun and Xiaobing's mother.
Huang Guilan felt sorry for her daughter and couldn't help but offer some advice, "Sister Chunhua, your daughter-in-law does all sorts of things at home without a single complaint, so as her mother-in-law, you should scold her less and not go too far. Also, my Xingyue isn't lazy. She married into our Xie family to enjoy life, not to be a free maid doing laundry and cooking. From now on, I'll cook for them and take care of their children. She can sleep in as late as she wants and do whatever she wants. She's even closer to me than my own daughter."
Xiang Chunhua snorted irritably, "Huang Guilan, are you out of your mind? A daughter-in-law is meant to be bossed around, but you treat her like a treasure."
Upon hearing this, Huang Guilan became angry.
It wasn't because Xiang Chunhua said she had a lump in her head.
Instead, it is Xiang Chunhua's oppressive views on her daughter-in-law that are repulsive and disgusting.
It's true that we don't see eye to eye; even half a sentence is too much.
Huang Guilan said seriously, "Sister Chunhua, all my daughters-in-law are as close to me as my own daughters. When you see my Xingyue later, you are not allowed to say a bad word about her, or don't blame me for turning against you."
Huang Guilan used to never fall out with anyone.
Since Xingyue came to this family and taught her some principles of life, she is no longer afraid of anything.
If anyone dares to bully her daughter-in-law, Huang Guilan will be the first to not allow it.
"Waaah..." Just then, a child's heart-wrenching cry was suddenly heard.
Upon hearing the crying, Huang Guilan quickly strode towards An'an, Ningning, and Xie's grandsons, who were huddled in the shady corner. She first pulled An'an and Ningning close, shielding them in front of her, and asked, "An'an and Ningning, what's wrong?"
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