The little guy went down the stairs to the first floor, first quietly went to his eldest brother's room, and finally walked into his parents' room.
I worked until three in the morning before falling asleep exhausted.
It felt like I had just fallen asleep when I was woken up by a miserable cry.
"Ah... I wet the bed! I wet the bed on New Year's Day. Will I wet the bed for the whole year?! 5555!"
It is said that if you do something on New Year's Day, you will do the same thing frequently throughout the year. Therefore, people say auspicious words, eat delicious food, and do nothing on New Year's Day, trying not to do anything that will bring bad luck.
Qin Ting had gotten up early and had been reviewing test papers for an hour. Seeing Qin Anan wake up, she skillfully put on her cotton jacket and trousers and carried her to her two younger brothers' rooms.
"Come on, I'll take you to see a joke!"
They were a step slow, and just as they reached the door of the two brothers' room, they saw Qin Li holding his bedding and rushing downstairs like a gust of wind.
"Mom, Mom! I sweated a lot during the night! It wasn't the bed wetting!"
Qin Ting & Qin Anan: "...Puff! Hahahaha!"
In Huaihua Village, it's customary to avoid housework and scissors before the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. Feng Jingrou was just about to wash and dry her youngest son's bedding when Qin Zheng snatched the scissors from her hand.
"You're working on New Year's Day. Do you want to work for a whole year?" He said to Feng Jingrou with a cold face and a reproachful tone.
Feng Jingrou's eyes flashed with displeasure: "What if I don't wash it? Will you let your son continue to use the wet quilt?"
Qin Anan stood aside, listening to her parents chat. She thought, "It's over! Dad was so obedient to Mom when he first came back, but after just a few days, his true colors have already shown! Is he really a bad-tempered dad?"
Then, Qin Zheng said confidently, "Anyway, you just can't wash it! I'll wash it! I'll wash it for a year."
After saying that, he picked up the scissors and clumsily began to unravel the quilt.
After unpacking, he hung the cotton on a rope to dry, then went to the river with the quilt lining and quilt cover.
Before leaving, he grabbed Qin Li and said, "Come on, learn how to wash the quilt from me. If you wet the bed again, I'll wash it when I'm home, and you can wash it yourself when I'm not home. Don't bother your mother again!"
The man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, carried a wash basin on one shoulder and held his son in the other hand. His back showed a hint of cuteness despite the awkwardness.
In this traditional village where men work outside and women stay at home, the news of Qin Zheng washing quilts spread to every household in an instant.
While Feng Jingrou was preparing breakfast, Zheng Shuixian, accompanied by several of her sisters-in-law, rushed to her to seek advice. They wanted to know what method she used to make men willing to make money and do housework at the same time?
"My wife can't even wash a pair of socks, let alone clothes."
"He's still washing his socks! My bastard doesn't even wash his feet. Asking him to wash his feet is like asking his life to end! I don't ask him to be as diligent as Qin Zheng, but I'm thankful that he can wash his feet before going to bed."
"Xiao Feng, how did you educate Qin Zheng? Teach us!"
Feng Jingrou blushed slightly, unable to explain why. Because Qin Zheng had taken the initiative to do the work, she really didn't do anything!
Since the sisters-in-law couldn't get the answers from the scriptures, they found them themselves.
The topic gradually developed in a direction that was not suitable for children.
"Xiao Feng, you've been looking better and better lately. Did you please Qin Zheng so well last night that he's so energetic to work?"
"Needless to say? The whole village knows that Qin Zheng was completely captivated by Xiao Feng the first time he saw her. He's definitely after her."
"Oh my, I didn't look closely before, but now I see it's really amazing. Xiao Feng, how come we all have big butts and thick waists after giving birth, but your waist is only 1.7 feet long? How come you still look like a little girl?"
A group of women teased and laughed, not caring at all that Feng Jingrou was thin-skinned. The more she listened, the redder her face became.
When Qin Zheng came home after washing the quilt, Feng Jingrou's face was so hot that she could fry an egg in it.
"Go away!" He feigned anger and cursed, slinging the quilt cover over the rope while laughing, "You guys are so careless with your words. If you scare my wife away, will you compensate me?"
"Oh, we can't afford to pay for that!" The sisters-in-law laughed. "Xiao Feng is not only beautiful, but she can also embroider, dance, and even carry a shovel to load trucks. There's no other fairy like her in our area!"
When he heard "carry the shovel and load the truck", the smile on Qin Zheng's face froze.
He had thoroughly investigated the hardships his wife had endured over the past year. The more he learned, the more distressed he felt, and the more guilty he felt.
He rushed into the kitchen and saw Feng Jingrou cooking, and became angry again.
"Who asked you to cook?"
The sudden anger frightened the sisters-in-law and no one dared to say a word.
Qin Zheng snatched the spatula from Feng Jingrou's hand: "You go out and play, I'll cook!"
Sisters-in-law: ...
What man would get angry because his wife does more work?
It’s Feng Jingrou’s family!
I was fed a mouthful of dog food on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Who knows how much more I’ll have to eat this year?!
This life is unbearable!
The result of getting up early was that the morning was particularly long. After the sisters-in-law joked for a while and left, it was just breakfast time for the Qin family.
According to the custom in Huaihua Village, people eat vegetarian dumplings on the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, symbolizing a peaceful and smooth year.
It is also served with a bowl of Sanzi and egg tea with two spoons of sugar, symbolizing a sweet year.
Qin Zheng made the dumplings yesterday, and Feng Jingrou stocked up on New Year's goods, including fried dough sticks, eggs, and sugar.
After the meal, every bowl of Sanzi and egg tea was so clean that you could see your face in it, but most of the dumplings were still left.
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