Chapter 107 Why make a double bed?
She lay in Zhou Yong's arms like a little kitten, with a faint smile in her eyes.
"Wife, I thought I wouldn't miss you when I went out, but later I realized that I overestimated myself."
The last time Zhou Yong went to the county town and was away from home for a few days, he didn’t feel anything. But this time, after being away for more than a week, he actually missed his wife.
Li Caiyun smiled like a little fox: "Did you miss me?"
Zhou Yong let her go, held her shoulders, and looked at Li Caiyun: "Tell me, did you give me some kind of confusing soup?"
Li Caiyun's laughter was like a spring breeze, gently blowing through Zhou Yong's heart, making him feel extremely comfortable and happy.
He felt a strong urge in his heart to hold her tightly in his arms and kiss her lips deeply.
Thinking so, he did so. The kiss was so fierce that Li Caiyun opened her mouth slightly and let him take more.
After the kiss, Zhou Yong held the back of his wife's head with one hand, and their foreheads touched each other.
"Little goblin, wait till night."
Li Caiyun blushed and her heart was beating fast. She looked around, too embarrassed to look Zhou Yong in the eye.
Zhou Yong looked at the colorful little expressions on her face and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her face.
"Look what gift I brought you."
There was no rush to get intimate now, they had plenty of time in the evening.
Li Caiyun showed surprise on her face: "You bought me a gift?"
Zhou Yong nodded, opened his newly bought handbag, and took out the gifts one by one.
This time he followed Secretary Zhang and his party to several counties for inspection and study, so Zhou Yong bought a lot of things.
Autumn clothing, socks, underwear, and some small clothes for Li Caiyun...
In addition to these things, he also bought toothpaste, toothbrushes, soap and soap, and bought a lot of things for Li Baotian and Zhang Guifang.
Li Caiyun looked at the gift Zhou Yong bought for her and her eyes turned red with emotion.
"What's wrong?"
Li Caiyun suppressed the urge to cry. She smiled and said, "You are so kind to me."
Zhou Yong smiled and said, "You are my wife, so of course I have to treat you well."
Li Caiyun looked at the pile of items on the kang and gradually frowned: "Why didn't you buy something for yourself?"
In the past three years, Zhang Guifang has made a lot of clothes for her son-in-law. Some of the clothes Zhou Yong has never worn, so it would be a waste to buy more.
"I have a lot of clothes and shoes, but you and your parents don't have many clothes..."
Li Caiyun also had a lot of clothes, but the only people in the family who had nothing to wear were Zhang Guifang and Li Baotian.
The young couple was talking when Zhang Guifang came back. She was so happy to see the things her son-in-law bought for them that she couldn't stop smiling.
"Zhou Yong, go back to your room and take a rest. Mom will make dumplings for you."
"Mom, I'm not tired."
Zhang Guifang put away the items with a smile, picked up her apron and started chopping the dumpling fillings.
Li Caiyun looked at Zhou Yong with sparkling eyes: "Go back to the west room and lie down for a while. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
Zhou Yong shook his head. He raised his wrist to check the time and saw it was only half past four. "I'll go check on the brigade."
Li Caiyun responded, and Zhou Yong picked up a few books and left home.
He visited the brigade and gave a brief report on his work, and then Zhou Yong went to Masanjia with the book.
"Brother Zhou, when did you come back?"
"I just got home a while ago. Take your time reading these books."
In that era, there were many books on military matters, but very few books on other subjects. A large number of books were burned in some movement.
In order to help Ma San learn more words, Zhou Yong asked Secretary Zhang for these books.
Ma San took the book with both hands and said, "Brother Zhou, you still care about me."
Zhou Yong smiled and said, "Work hard, school will start in just over a month."
Ma San kept nodding his head. When Cao Biao, Xing Laoqi and Liu Dazhuang heard that Zhou Yong had arrived, the three of them came over to join in the fun.
There is nothing serious when the five of them get together. They are all laughing and having a great time.
Liu Juan came back from the brigade after get off work and saw that they were all there. She wanted to invite them to have a meal before leaving, but Zhou Yong and others politely refused.
When Zhou Yong got home, the dumplings had just been unwrapped. He washed his hands and prepared to help make the dumplings.
Zhang Guifang showed a surprised look: "Zhou Yong, can you make dumplings?"
Zhou Yong smiled and said, "Mom, I can make dumplings."
For three years, the three members of the Li family had no idea that Zhou Yong could make dumplings.
Zhang Guifang looked at her son-in-law and said with a smile, "You are really a hidden talent."
It can be said that he is a hidden talent. In his early years, Zhou Yong lived with his grandfather and acquired some survival skills.
When talking about his grandfather, Zhou Yong's expression darkened a little.
When Mr. Zhou was alive, he had high expectations for Zhou Yong. He hoped that he would change his destiny through knowledge and wanted him to bring honor to the family.
Originally Zhou Yong was also heading down this path, but life is unpredictable and he was sold by his own biological mother, ruining all his dreams.
"Zhou Yong, what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Yong looked at Li Caiyun, distracted, "It's almost my grandfather's death anniversary."
Ever since he married Li Caiyun, Zhou Yong has never gone to pay homage to his grandfather again.
He felt that he had let down his grandfather's cultivation and felt even more sorry for the old man.
Zhang Guifang sighed and rolled out the dumpling wrappers: "Buy some offerings in a few days and go to worship your grandfather. After all, it was your grandfather who brought you up..."
If this topic had been brought up in the past, Zhou Yong would have been unhappy and would not have responded.
Today, he changed his usual behavior and responded, muttering: "Bring some wine to my grandfather, he loved that when he was alive..."
Zhang Guifang nodded in agreement. Li Caiyun looked at Zhou Yong and said nothing while wrapping dumplings.
Three people can make dumplings quickly. One person rolls out the dumpling wrappers, and two people make the dumplings. In a short while, they have made more than a hundred dumplings.
As soon as Li Baotian entered the yard, Zhang Guifang put dumplings into the pot. The steaming dumplings were served on the table and everyone sat around and started eating.
"Don't make dumplings tomorrow. We've been eating them for three days in a row."
No matter how good the food is, you cannot eat it continuously. It may taste good for the first two meals, but you will get sick of it if you eat too much.
Zhang Guifang glared at the talkative Li Baotian and said, "Look at what you can do? Even eating dumplings can't stop your mouth. From now on, we will eat dumplings and you can eat soup."
How could Li Baotian be willing?
"Can I take back what I just said?"
Zhang Guifang smiled, and Zhou Yong secretly raised his eyebrows, thinking: What is going on? We actually ate dumplings for three consecutive days at home?
Occasionally, the Li family would make dumplings for a meal, but only when Zhou Yong was at home.
He was on a business trip for more than a week and ate dumplings at home for three days, which was obviously very abnormal.
Zhou Yong looked at the three members of the Li family, suppressed his doubts and continued eating.
Li Caiyun didn't eat much. She only ate five or six dumplings before putting down her bowl and chopsticks.
Zhou Yong looked at his young wife: "Xiao Yun, are you feeling unwell?"
Li Caiyun smiled and shook her head: "I'm in good health, don't worry about me, eat quickly!"
Zhou Yong looked at the complexion of Li Caiyun's face and felt that there was nothing wrong with her body. Li Baotian looked at his son-in-law and chuckled.
Zhang Guifang was eating dumplings with a smile on her face. Zhou Yong withdrew his gaze and started eating absentmindedly.
After dinner, Li Caiyun went straight back to the west room. Zhou Yong wanted to help clean up the dishes, but was stopped by Zhang Guifang.
Zhou Yong returned to the west room, where Li Caiyun was standing on the kang, spreading the bedding.
Zhou Yong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Why do you make double beds?"
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