Luo Qianyu's face became hot again, and he fell asleep, turning his back to Lu Jiuchuan:

"Nothing, go to sleep."

She was just casually responding to Zhang Guifen. How could she possibly say those words?

Unexpectedly, Lu Jiuchuan continued to ask after he had said this:

"Ayu, I'm rather dull and boring, and I may not be good enough in many aspects."

"We are now married, and I am willing to seriously learn anything that can promote marital harmony."

study?

Luo Qianyu secretly picked at the old newspapers pasted on the wall with her fingers and scolded him in her heart.

Learn a big head ghost!

I want to learn without even knowing what my mother-in-law is talking about.

Regarding the problem that was "solved in seconds" in the previous Sun Jiabao incident, his excuse was very flimsy, and he has not yet cleared himself of the suspicion that he was good-looking but useless.

Lu Jiuchuan waited for a while, and seeing that she didn't say anything, he changed his approach and decided to ask directly:

"Mom told you not to hold back just because you're afraid of hurting feelings, and to focus on your own feelings. I think that's absolutely right!"

"So, is there anything between us that makes you feel bad and would hurt our relationship if you tell me about it?"

"You don't need to put yourself in a difficult position in front of me. Didn't you say before that you need to communicate effectively..."

Luo Qianyu didn't even know that he had the potential to be a chatterbox and he talked endlessly.

Suddenly she turned over and interrupted him:

"No, I didn't wrong myself, and I don't feel bad about anything. Mom misunderstood."

What are all these?

What about focusing on her own feelings? She hasn't even had the chance to feel anything.

Bah! It was all because of the mother-in-law’s wishful thinking that even she was led astray.

His head was full of obscene garbage, and he would automatically think in the wrong way about anything he heard, and he disappeared on the highway without returning.

But Lu Jiuchuan was very serious this time and insisted on arguing with her.

"Ayu, if I'm not doing well enough, you can tell me directly and I will seriously correct it."

"I really want to learn to live a good life, learn to be good to you, and I am willing to put your feelings first."

When Luo Qianyu heard the word "feelings" that he couldn't avoid, he almost went crazy.

But looking at him half leaning against the head of the bed, his expression was serious and his eyes were full of sincerity.

Putting aside the ambiguity of some of the words in his words, he seemed to really want to be a good husband.

Luo Qianyu was somewhat moved, and the blush on her face faded away.

She shook her head at him.

"You didn't do anything wrong. You did everything well."

"Being with you, I really don't feel wronged."

"Really?" Lu Jiuchuan was very skeptical. "You told Secretary Wei this morning that I was just being nice to you, and you might have to ask him for the final say in the future."

He pursed his lips when he said this, with unhappiness written on his face. Zhang Guifen got a very good evaluation, but he was just okay.

Luo Qianyu was locked in his condescending gaze and could not move away at all.

Looking into those deep eyes was like falling into a bottomless pool, and my momentum was at a disadvantage.

"I just said it without thinking."

But then he opened his tightly pursed thin lips and asked word by word:

"The truth is what is said without thinking."

"Ayu, what does it mean to be good to you? I will try my best!"

Luo Qianyu turned her face away abruptly, unwilling to get bogged down by his obsession.

The word love is too hurtful, she doesn't want to touch it.

But the words that came out of her mouth concealed a hope that she herself hadn't even noticed.

"You treat me well only because I am your wife, so what you have done now is already perfect. There is no room for further improvement. You don't need to worry about it."

"Blow out the lights and go to bed. We still have a lot to do tomorrow."

She turned around and faced the old newspapers on the wall again.

The voice was also clear and cold, without any emotion.

But Lu Jiuchuan sensed a hint of resentment in the words.

He wanted to get to the bottom of it, but when he saw Luo Qianyu's obvious refusal to communicate, he gave up.

After blowing out the kerosene lamp, the two people stood back to back, as if there was an invisible and intangible barrier between them.

Luo Qianyu was carefree and left all the confusing things to time, and soon fell asleep.

Lu Jiuchuan's mind was still full of her words.

Fortunately, he had hardly slept the night before, and after Luo Qianyu, he was also summoned into his dream by Zhou Gong.

It was not until around five in the morning of the next day that he went to wash his face and was caught by Zhang Guifen and had a chicken killed.

"Achuan, did Qianyu talk to you last night? You should take what I told you to heart. Your wife should understand your love."

He uttered a sullen "hmm". He couldn't figure out whether they were chatting or not.

As a result, Zhang Guifen slapped him on the back of the head:

"Hmm what? You look quite unhappy?"

She looked at her own big son.

Then think about my daughter-in-law... She has just grown up and is finally not wilted anymore. Her body can barely compare to that of a juicy bean sprout.

A little worried, he sighed:

"Between husband and wife, it's not okay for you to let everything happen your way. Do you understand?"

Lu Jiuchuan was slapped by her, and his hand that was pouring chicken blood trembled, splashing a few drops out of the bowl, and said helplessly:

"She didn't let me do what she wanted. I usually listen to her. How could she let me do what she wanted?"

"I asked Ayu yesterday what I did not do well, and she said everything was good."

Zhang Guifen didn't quite believe what he said, but she couldn't say it directly. She scooped hot water from the pot and turned her back to him:

"Well, this kind of thing requires the harmony of yin and yang, and the harmony between the two people, and it must be consensual."

"Ignoring the other party's wishes and feelings, what's the difference between that and being a hooligan?"

When Lu Jiuchuan heard her say this, he realized what she was referring to.

Thinking about my questioning to Luo Qianyu last night...

"Mom, you misunderstood! You said before that Ayu was in poor health and you were worried that she would have trouble giving birth. She and I haven't had a baby yet..."

He couldn't say the rest of the words because his ears were burning.

"What?" Zhang Guifen was stunned. She cried out in a low voice, then pouted in disgust. "I thought you were a wolf, but you're a dog? You..."

In fact, what she wanted to say was that he was not even as good as a dog.

Even when the dog grows up, he still knows how to sneak out and pick up guys. But her grown-up son has a woman sleeping next to him every day, but he is indifferent.

Is there some problem?

He is tall and strong, and looks very healthy. He is at the age of full vigor and vitality. This shouldn't happen.

Zhang Guifen became even more melancholy.

"What can I say to you?"

Lu Jiuchuan was scalding and plucking the chicken's feathers in a depressed mood.

Zhang Guifen saw that he was in a bad mood, probably because he was troubled by love, so she brought a small stool and sat opposite him.

After asking for a long time, he finally told Luo Qianyu's last words last night to express his doubts.

Zhang Guifen stood up and slapped Lu Jiuchuan on the back of the head again:

"Silly, Qianyu thinks you treat her well because of your identity as your wife, not because of her as a person. Don't you understand this?"

"Just like I suspected that your father married me because my family was rich and we were landlords."

"What women care about and want is that you like her as a person and have feelings for her as a person, not some other messy things."

"but……"

Lu Jiuchuan felt refreshed by her slap, and finally he had an epiphany.

He didn't hear what Zhang Guifen said next. He threw the chicken in his hand into the basin, washed his hands hastily, and strode into the room.

The sound of the door opening made Luo Qianyu half open his eyes and look at him.

He put his wet hands behind his back, his eyes were vague, and a hint of blush spread from his ears to his neck.

"Ah...Ayu, are you ready? Are you up? I have something to tell you."