A middle-aged woman wearing a red armband spotted them holding hands with sharp eyes and her gaze widened as if she had witnessed something outrageous.
The middle-aged woman pointed at them aggressively and shouted, "You two over there, what are you doing!"
Xie Yan: "..."
Yu Yue replied: "..."
The two instantly realized their mistake; they had completely forgotten that there were elderly women in red armbands in this area who were specifically there to supervise behavior in public places.
Even so, Yu Yuehui not only did not let go of Xie Yan's hand, but instead gripped it even tighter, because Xie Yan was in such poor condition that she was afraid he might fall over.
Xie Yan felt the force on his hand, and a thought struck him. He changed his demeanor, appearing as if he were unable to take care of himself.
It seemed that he could barely stand and walk only because of Yu Yuehui's hand.
When the red-armband-wearing aunties came over, they saw this scene: a pretty girl was not only carrying a lot of luggage, but also holding the hand of a sickly-looking young man.
He immediately forgot why he had come here, and only felt that this girl had married the wrong person. Such a beautiful girl, and so strong, had actually married a sickly man.
He looked at Yu Yuehui with a pained expression, as if she were a wayward girl.
Seeing that the old lady's expression was strange but not angry, Yu Yue immediately explained, "Auntie, I'm so sorry!"
“My husband had a high fever in the car and it hasn’t gone down yet. He’s still not very lucid, so I pulled him along.”
Upon hearing this, the woman's serious expression instantly turned into concern.
She took a closer look at Xie Yan and saw that his face was as pale as paper, his body was trembling slightly, and he looked like he was about to collapse.
The woman's heart softened immediately, and she couldn't help but say loudly, "Oh dear, I'm so sorry! I must have mistaken you for someone else. You should take your husband home to take his medicine and get some rest."
"Remember to go back and get some rest!"
Yu Yue quickly nodded her thanks, then pulled Xie Yan tightly and hurriedly walked back.
Xie Yan is prone to motion sickness. If he were healthy and not sick, he would be better off, but he was feeling weak right now. As soon as he got into the car, he felt dizzy and his stomach was churning.
I must say, Xie Yan is quite formidable.
Feeling the churning in his stomach, he gritted his teeth and persevered with sheer willpower, managing not to vomit.
As soon as he got out of the car, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He ran to the trash can and vomited violently.
After vomiting and rinsing his mouth, Xie Yan leaned weakly against Yu Yuehui, not wanting to say a word.
Looking at Xie Yan, whose face was as pale as paper and who was extremely weak, Yu Yue felt heartache and her eyes reddened.
Without saying a word, she bent down and picked Xie Yan up, rushing towards the oxcart like a gust of wind.
Xie Yan was suddenly thrown into the air, completely stunned.
His mind went blank; he had no idea what was happening.
What's going on?
What happened?
Turning my head in a daze, I saw Yu Yuehui's perfect jawline.
He was picked up!
Xie Yan felt a surge of emotion.
He felt like the luckiest person in the world to have met such a wonderful wife.
If his wife hadn't come to pick him up, he didn't know if he would even be able to get home today.
Why!
Sometimes, you just can't be stubborn.
Uncle Yu, who was waiting over there, was quite startled when he saw Yu Yue carrying Xie Yan over in a hurry.
His eyes widened, his face full of worry: What... what's wrong with Xie Yan?
Hopefully nothing bad has happened!
Upon thinking this, he immediately jumped off the oxcart, anxiously preparing to come and take a look.
Upon seeing this, Yu Yuehui hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Second Uncle, get in the car quickly. We need to head back immediately. Xie Yan has a cold and is carsick, so he needs to go back and rest as soon as possible."
Uncle Yu glanced at Xie Yan, who had his eyes closed and a pale face, and without saying a word, turned around and quickly led the ox around. On the way back, he unusually started cracking the whip to urge the ox on.
Xie Yan closed his eyes, feeling a warm glow in his heart. He surrendered himself completely to his wife and fainted peacefully—no, he should say he fell asleep.
He initially kept his eyes closed because he felt too ashamed to show his wretched appearance to anyone, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep upon hearing his wife's strong and powerful voice.
Upon arriving home, the oxcart stopped, and Xie Yan suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. The tension he had been under during this period had made it a conditioned reflex.
After returning home, seeing everything so familiar in the house, my tense nerves finally relaxed.
He gently pulled his wife, who was about to go and prepare his medicine, and said, "It's alright, the cold is almost gone, it's just that my body is a little weak from the strain, I'll be fine after some rest."
After speaking, he paused and asked, "Where's Chaochao?"
Before Yue could answer, he realized what a stupid question he had asked. Chaochao was definitely with his mother-in-law. He picked up the black bag next to him and said, "When you go to your mother's to bring Chaochao back, remember to take this bag with you. It's full of things I bought for her."
Yu Yuehui was still worried about Xie Yan, looking at him with concern, "Are you really alright?"
Xie Yan shook his head, "I'm fine, I just feel a little carsick. I'll be fine after lying down for a while."
Yu Yuehui pulled Xie Yan directly onto the kang (a heated brick bed), held his shoulders, and took off his heavy coat. "Go up and lie down quickly, I've lit the kang."
Xie Yan obediently crawled into bed and lay down, following her lead.
Yu Yuehui sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and gently rubbed Xie Yan's forehead. "Would you like to eat something?"
"The fire on the stove is still burning, I'll start cooking right away."
She noticed Xie Yan rubbing his forehead frequently; he must have a headache.
Xie Yan grasped her hand and gently shook his head. "I'm not hungry. You must be tired from the journey. Do you want to rest for a while?"
His mouth felt bland and tasteless, and he had no appetite at all; he didn't want to eat anything.
Yu Yue shook her head. This amount of exercise was nothing to her, and she didn't feel tired at all.
She looked at Xie Yan with some concern. She knew Xie Yan well; he must have caught a cold and hadn't eaten anything in the car. If he didn't eat something now, how could he recover?
Looking at Xie Yan, who had already closed his eyes, she turned around and went into the kitchen. She quickly stir-fried some pickled cabbage and made a bowl of pickled cabbage noodles with more soup than noodles. She also added extra fragrant stir-fried chili peppers.
Xie Yan's mouth feels tasteless right now; she needs something spicy to stimulate it.
The rich aroma instantly filled the room, and Xie Yan suddenly felt an urge to eat something after smelling it.
He slowly got up, picked up the bowl, and began to eat.
Surprisingly, I actually finished that bowl of fermented noodle soup.
When Yu Yue saw that he had finished eating, she wanted to give him another bowl of noodles.
Xie Yan quickly waved his hand to stop him, saying he really couldn't eat anymore.
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