Chapter 19: Brother Zhou~My feet hurt

After dinner, Zhou's mother washed the dishes, warmed up half a pot of water, put a steaming curtain in the pot, and placed the food reserved for her son on it.

After covering the pot, she returned to the east room with the water for washing feet.

Chen Xiang and Zhou's father were also not idle. They were sitting cross-legged on the kang, picking out the rice dumplings leaves, keeping the good ones and throwing away the bad ones.

Zhou's mother asked, "How is it? Are there many good ones?"

"There are quite a lot, and these are all good." Chen Xiang pointed to the rice dumplings leaves beside her legs.

Then, she raised her thumb and smiled, "Mom, Dad is so smart. He thought of wrapping sweet potatoes with rice dumplings. Otherwise, I would be worried!"

Chen Xiang worried about this while eating.

If a customer comes to buy a baked sweet potato, but there is no suitable packaging and the product is given directly to the customer, the customer will definitely not be able to take the baked sweet potato.

In the end, it was Zhou's father who came up with this idea.

Wrap the sweet potatoes with zong leaves and serve them to customers...

We have rice dumplings leaves at home. They were cut from the river in the village during the Dragon Boat Festival last year. They can be dried and stored for a long time without being easily damaged.

Mother Zhou asked Father Zhou to wash his feet first, and she sat beside him and picked together with Chen Xiang.

Chen Xiang said quickly, "There are not many left. I will finish picking them soon. Mom, you and Dad should wash your feet and take a rest. You have been tired all day."

Father Zhou rubbed the foot basin towards his daughter-in-law and continued to stir: "Let's do it together, it will be quicker."

Chen Xiang didn't say anything this time.

The three of them picked the leaves together, which increased the speed a lot. It didn't take long before they had picked out a thick stack of rice dumplings leaves. She put all of them on the tricycle.

Chen Xiang stood in the yard, looking into the distance along the path between the fields.

Actually, I couldn't see anything clearly because it was too dark.

The winding path through the fields and the bare poplar trees seemed to be swallowed by the night sky. I wonder if Zhou Dongmeng would be afraid of walking at night...

Chen Xiang looked a few times, saw nothing, and turned back.

Zhou's mother poured water for washing feet, and before going to bed, she repeatedly reminded Chen Xiang: "Go to bed early, don't wait for Mengzi, he will be back for a while!"

"There's hot water in the pot. Use it to wash your face and feet. It's enough for you and Mengzi."

Chen Xiang responded, "I know, Mom. Go to bed now."

She closed the door and drew the quilted curtains carefully to prevent the sudden drop in temperature at night from blowing the little warmth in the room away through the cracks in the door.

Chen Xiang scooped some hot water and went into her and Zhou Dongmeng's wedding room, preparing to wash her feet and go to bed.

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As for the question that Chen Xiang was thinking about just now while standing in the yard——

Is Zhou Dongmeng afraid of walking at night?

She may not have the answer, but at this moment, Yao Weiwei, who is walking on the side of the road, must be very scared.

The woman was wearing a brand new outfit, a red velvet top, one of those particularly formal shirt styles, with shoulder pads that made Yao Weiwei's shoulders look round and broad.

The hem of her clothes was tucked into a black velvet skirt of the same style.

This outfit makes Yao Weiwei's chest plump and her buttocks stick out, and makes her waist look very thin, as if a man could hold it with just one hand.

The cold night wind blew, and Yao Weiwei shivered with cold.

She stamped her feet and looked toward the end of the road.

After waiting here for so long, she didn't even see Zhou Dongmeng's shadow. At this moment, the cold wind blowing through the branches made a whistling sound in her ears, which made her feel that something would suddenly jump out from behind her.

Yao looked around warily.

But all she could see was pitch darkness. She couldn't help but shudder. She felt a little scared and walked forward a little bit.

Just when she was on the verge of collapse, she heard rustling footsteps from the front.

Yao was slightly startled and took a look with frowned brows.

In the darkness of the night, one could only make out the tall and strong outline of the man.

Besides Zhou Dongmeng, who else in the village has such a strong figure...

A smile appeared on Yao Weiwei's beautiful face, and she couldn't help feeling proud in her heart. As expected, God helps those who work hard, and she really waited for Zhou Dongmeng.

The woman hastily adjusted her hair and then collapsed to the ground.

Like a goblin.

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Dongmeng came behind him.

Yao Weiwei looked back and called softly: "...Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Dong suddenly stopped and stared at the woman ten steps away with his sharp eyes. He didn't say anything, but the mist on his cold and hard face was darker than the night.

Yao Weiwei covered her ankle with her hands, her voice trembling with tears.

Pretending to be frightened, he asked again in a soft voice, "Is it Brother Zhou?"

Zhou Dongmeng asked, "Who are you?"

"I……"

Yao was stunned for a moment.

My first reaction was that this man had been back in the village for half a year, so could he not remember who she was?

The woman bit her lip, crying more obviously than before: "Brother Zhou, I'm Weiwei, Xiaoxiang's friend. I twisted my leg and can't stand up. Can you come over and help me up?"

Yao Weiwei quietly stuck out her butt.

She deliberately made her pose more coquettish. With her slim waist and round hips, which old man would not feel itchy?

Moreover, she had just mentioned Chen Xiang's name on purpose.

This way Zhou Dongmeng could have a scale in his heart to see how unbearable his newlywed wife is.

Even without dressing up, she is still a thousand times prettier than Chen Xiang, not to mention that she dressed up carefully before going out today.

Maybe now, I, who am like a flower, have been imprinted in this man's eyes and heart.

Zhou Dongmeng didn't move, but asked coldly: "What are you doing here?"

Yao sniffed slightly, looking adorable: "I went to my aunt's house during the day and came back late. It was too dark and I couldn't see the road clearly, so I sprained my ankle."

"Brother Zhou, my leg hurts so much, will it break in the future?"

She lowered her eyelashes to hide the scheming that flashed across her eyes. Don't worry, no man would be able to see through this trick.

If she met a man with a weak will, she would probably come to coax her in the morning.

Zhou Dong narrowed his eyes. "Didn't your aunt marry into Wanli Village? Wanli Village is at the west end of Huangjia Village, and you can't walk here! Besides, you didn't come home so late, why didn't your family come to look for you? Are they so relieved?"

Yao looked up in surprise.

She never expected that Zhou Dongmeng not only did not come up to coax her, but also exposed her lie.

Yao Weiwei really wanted to cry, biting her lip: "Brother Zhou, my feet really hurt, can you come and help me..."

Zhou Dongmeng was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows: "What do you want me to do?"

The woman curled her red lips and said secretly:

See, I got hooked!

After all, Zhou Dongmeng, the fish, was still reluctant to take the bait of her.