Let's rewind to a few hours earlier.
The consequence of angering his wife was that Yan Xiao had to kneel on a washboard for a full half hour…
Wen Qinghe's original words were: "Don't let me see you in the next hour!"
Yan Xiao replied with a mix of grievance and heartache, "Wife, don't be angry. You'll hurt yourself. I'll punish myself for you."
After saying that, he went to the yard, grabbed a washboard, and knelt straight down at the door of the room.
After hearing the first half of the sentence, Wen Qinghe's anger had subsided considerably, but the second half left her both bewildered and curious.
What kind of nonsense is this, punishing yourself?
But she was still angry, and he couldn't bring himself to open the door and see her.
Apart from the rustling of leaves, there was no sound outside.
The bedroom window offers a view of most of the yard.
But the courtyard remained quiet as usual.
There was silence outside the door as well.
Five minutes, ten minutes...
Wen Qinghe's curiosity in the room had outweighed her anger.
She wanted to go out and see the world, but a feeling of not wanting him to think she was so easily appeased held her back.
Finally, after holding it in for half an hour, Wen Qinghe gently pulled the bolt and opened the door a crack...
...
...
Good heavens!
She said, "Why is there no sound?"
The man knelt upright on the uneven wooden plank, his dark eyes fixed on the doorway.
The moment she opened the door, the man's eager gaze suddenly lit up.
"What are you doing? I didn't make you kneel on a washboard!"
The man honestly replied, "But I made Qingqing angry."
Wen Qinghe: "So you know you made me angry? Instead of trying to comfort me, what's with punishing yourself? Get up!"
“If you don’t want to punish me, then I’ll punish you instead.”
The man lowered his eyes, displaying utmost humility.
Wen Qinghe stepped forward and poked the man's muscular forearm. "Get up. If you don't get up, I'm really not going to talk to you anymore."
Upon hearing this, Yan Xiao, who had been looking down, curled his lips into a smile, his face showing the joy of being granted a pardon.
...
"Are you stupid? You're just kneeling at the door like that. What if I don't open it? You're really planning to kneel there for an hour?"
Wen Qinghe felt sorry for him and wanted to pull up his trouser leg to check if his knees were injured after kneeling for so long.
Yan Xiao bent down and lifted her up like a child, still from Wen Qinghe's superior height.
"Your man is perfectly healthy, this short time won't make a difference. Baby, aren't you angry with me anymore?"
"kindness."
Wen Qinghe dared not be angry now, for fear that he would take out the washboard again to punish her.
She draped her arms around the man's neck, her voice barely audible:
"But you mustn't... do that again next time..."
"What?"
Wen Qinghe recalled last night; she couldn't bear it and wanted to escape, at least not be on top, but he held her waist with his large hands and played with her until she was exhausted…
She glared at her fiercely, "It's just like last night, don't even think about it!"
"Cough, okay, I don't want to." Yan Xiao's eyes lit up with a smile; his wife was so cute.
Wen Qinghe thought that her deterrent power had been effective.
Seeing that he was very nice, she hugged his neck and leaned down to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Wife, not here..."
The man took the initiative, supporting her waist and hips with one hand and protecting the back of her neck with the other, before directly covering her red lips with his own…
...
"Was this also done by a female mosquito?"
"No, these large red marks and bruises seem familiar. It's like when I was a kid, I stole eggs from Er Gouzi's house and my mother made me kneel at the door."
Feng Tiezhu was suspicious and wanted to take a closer look, but Yan Xiao had already pulled down his trouser leg.
Uh, he must have seen it wrong.
Brother Yan is such a grown man, how could he possibly be forced to kneel as punishment...
"What are you staring at! It's getting late, pack up and head back! Didn't your auntie tell you to come back as soon as possible?"
Yan Xiao packed up his fishing net and tools, slung his basket over his shoulder, and headed back.
Feng Tiezhu then came to his senses; it was already dark.
He quickly slung the bamboo basket containing the fish over his shoulder and followed Yan Xiao home.
…
"Wow, today's harvest was quite good!"
Chen Guiru was overjoyed; she could now cook fish for Lingling in all sorts of different ways.
“Of course, if it weren’t for Brother Yan…” Feng Tiezhu’s tone changed as he saw Tang Lingling come out of the house, “Uh… Brother Yan was in a hurry to get home, so this is nothing! I could have caught much more!”
Chen Guiru was speechless.
This bragging has even reached his own mother!
How could she not know what this little brat is capable of?
But when she saw her precious daughter-in-law come out, Chen Guiru silently rolled her eyes. What a character!
"Tiezhu, did you catch all of these?"
Tang Lingling glanced at the at least a dozen or twenty large carp in the water tank, and her eyes were filled with admiration as she looked at Feng Tiezhu.
Feng Tiezhu felt elated under that gaze and straightened his back.
"How about it? Your man is amazing, isn't he?"
"sharp!"
Chen Guiru couldn't bear to watch: How shameless!
How could such a shameless son be hers!
unlucky!
...
The weather is gradually getting hot.
Just a short walk outside will make you sweat profusely.
The cicadas' chirping in the afternoon was noisy and jarring.
Wen Qinghe always had the habit of taking a nap, but today, even with a thin blanket over her head, she was still disturbed and couldn't fall asleep.
Frustrated, she raised her hand to cover her ears, but after tossing and turning on the mat for almost an hour, she still couldn't fall asleep.
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