She reached into her clothes and felt under her armpits; they smelled sour. So she boiled two kettles of water, poured them into a wooden tub, then took a tattered bed sheet to block the kitchen, using it as a curtain, and carried the tub inside to wash herself.
The room was too small; it could only fit a bed and a chamber pot.
Helpless, Zhao Yuefang had no choice but to take a shower in the kitchen.
But just as she finished taking off her clothes, a small corner of the curtain was blown open by a gentle breeze.
Zhao Yuefang did not notice.
He peered through the crack in Luo Jingui's door at the corner of the room into the kitchen.
You can vaguely see Zhao Yuefang washing up.
Luo Jingui's eyes lit up instantly.
He didn't lie back down on the bed until Zhao Yuefang finished taking a shower.
After waking up, he continued eating the breakfast his daughter-in-law had made, as if nothing had happened.
Once again, I took my machete and went up the mountain.
This happened for two consecutive days, which puzzled Zhao Yuefang.
That evening, she looked at her father-in-law, whose face was fierce.
He asked again, cautiously.
"Dad, what did you do with that machete up the mountain?"
"Ask me, ask me, where do you get so many questions all day?"
Zhao Yuefang lowered her head and dared not say another word after being scolded.
After washing the dishes that evening, she was about to go back to her room when her father-in-law stopped her.
"You smell bad, take a bath. I'll go heat some water for you. Your belly is so big now, if you don't bathe more often, who will take care of you when your belly gets so big you can't move?"
Luo Jingui had a faint smile on his face, which made Zhao Yuefang feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"I just washed it yesterday, Dad, you wash it yourself. My stomach hurts, I want to go back to my room first."
Zhao Yuefang fled as if she were escaping.
Close the door bolts tightly inside the house.
She understood that familiar look all too well.
Zhou Yiliu used to look at her with that kind of gaze.
His eyes were filled with passion and desire.
Hopefully, she's overthinking it.
Zhao Yuefang didn't go out again. After it got dark, she prepared to go to sleep, and she relieved herself indoors.
Although it smelled a bit bad, the chamber pot had a lid on, and it was winter, so it was barely tolerable.
Zhao Yuefang, who was still half asleep, was awakened by a knock on the door.
"Knock knock knock—"
"Yuefang, I've made you a bowl of egg drop soup, it's piping hot. Drink it to warm your stomach, it'll be good for the baby. I noticed you didn't eat much tonight, you must be starving."
"Knock knock knock, Yuefang, open the door! The egg drop soup is getting cold."
The knocking didn't stop, but Zhao Yuefang didn't dare to answer.
She knew perfectly well that there were no eggs in the house.
"Strange, going to bed so early. Oh well, I'll come back tomorrow night..."
The room wasn't soundproof, and Zhao Yuefang could vaguely hear Luo Jingui muttering that he would come again tomorrow.
She hid under the covers, trembling with fear.
After a long time, perhaps half an hour or an hour, Zhao Yuefang finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her father-in-law's deafening snoring. She quietly opened the door, looked out the window, and saw no bowls. She then went to the kitchen for a quick look.
By the moonlight, you could see that the kitchen table was empty. The pot was still in the same place as when she came in, and the bowls were neatly arranged, not one missing. There wasn't even a trace of an egg in sight.
so....
Zhao Yuefang was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
She quickly went back inside and locked the door.
I didn't dare to come out until dawn.
Today we had soup made with bitter leaves.
After waking up, Luo Jingui didn't brush his teeth or wash his face before picking up his bowl and chopsticks and starting to eat.
"Dad, did you knock on my door last night? I was still half asleep."
Luo Jingui paused for a moment.
"Yes, Dad made you some egg drop soup to help you recover, but since you're asleep, I'll leave it at that."
"Eggs? Where did we get eggs?"
Zhao Yuefang tentatively asked him, afraid that she had misunderstood, perhaps her father-in-law had picked up wild eggs.
"Why are you asking so many questions? If you want to eat, Dad will bring it to your room tonight. Ah, who told you to be carrying the Luo family's golden grandson? Of course, Dad has to take good care of you, my precious little gem."
Luo Jingui's eyes were a little strange. He looked Zhao Yuefang up and down, then raised the corners of his mouth and finished the last sip of soup.
"No, no need, Dad. I don't want to eat. I've been feeling a bit tired lately, and I'm sleepy. Dad, just let me sleep a little longer."
Zhao Yuefang swallowed hard, her voice trembling slightly.
"You have no choice. Wait until I get back from the mountains this afternoon, and after I've dealt with that bitch Yan, then I'll come back..."
Luo Jingui simply stated it outright.
Zhao Yuefang was stunningly beautiful. Even though she was pregnant, her face was haggard, and her skin had deteriorated, she was still a hundred times better looking than his wife, Cui Siniu.
He ignored the grass right next to his nest and went to find those old widows in the village to do something.
The widows also ignored him.
It's like offering a warm face to a cold backside.
Unlike Yuefang, whose voice was soft and sweet, and whose belly was a bit big.
But he didn't mind.
tonight......
Luo Jingui not only revealed his intentions, but also told Zhao Yuefang about his plan to follow Yan Xia and teach her a lesson today.
He chuckled lewdly, then took his machete and went into the mountains again, this time carrying an extra roll of hemp rope.
Zhao Yuefang was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground.
She gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, her fingertips turning white, and her lips were bitten until they bled.
"No, I can't, I absolutely cannot let my life turn out like this..."
As if she had suddenly gained her mind, Zhao Yuefang clutched her stomach and ran to Yan Xia's house.
The knocking was so loud that Yan Xia thought a robber had broken into her house.
"Knock knock knock—"
"Bang bang bang—"
Xiao Ji was making breakfast in the kitchen when the knocking on the door startled her so much that she dropped the eggs she was holding onto the floor.
Who is it?
Yan Xia pulled up her pants as she came out of the outhouse and shouted at the door.
"It's me, Auntie, open the door, please open the door quickly."
Zhao Yuefang's voice was choked with sobs.
Yan Xia opened the door, puzzled.
Zhao Yuefang staggered in, grabbed Yan Xia's sleeve, and started crying.
"Auntie, please, please save me! I'll tell you a secret, please save me..."
"What secret? How can I save you?"
Although Yan Xia didn't like Zhao Yuefang, seeing that she was crying her eyes out, she didn't make things difficult for her.
She closed the door and pulled Zhao Yuefang down to sit. After all, Zhao Yuefang was heavily pregnant, and she was sweating profusely and panting heavily, so she must have run there.
“My father-in-law, he, he…”
Zhao Yuefang hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
"What's wrong with him?"
"He actually had those kinds of feelings for me!"
Yan Xia's eyes widened in surprise.
"Auntie, please help me! I know a secret about him. These past two days, Dad's been going up the hill with a machete, staying all day and only coming back in the evening, but he doesn't take anything. Last night he knocked on my door, saying he'd made me egg drop soup, but we don't have any eggs! I pretended to be asleep, and he left when I didn't respond. Today, afraid of misunderstanding him, I asked again, and he bluntly said he'd be back tonight to..."
Zhao Yuefang told Yan Xia everything Luo Jingui had just said.
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