Chapter 37 Jinjiang First Release Chapter 37 What Kind of Fish Did I Marry?
Some habits are developed from childhood, and once accepted, they are difficult to change.
If there is anything that makes Yu Qinglong feel particularly uncomfortable in this era, apart from not being able to see his grandparents, not being able to eat and sleep well, and being completely cut off from information, it must be the issue of hygiene.
This is a rural area in the north, where the entire village shares a single well. With so many people using water, and firewood being a crucial resource, a hot shower is a luxury.
Yu Qinglong had been here for nearly four months, but he'd rarely bathed at home. He'd usually either bathe in the river in the afternoons when no one was around, or scrub himself at home. He didn't want to do this, but it was a problem he couldn't fix on his own anytime soon.
He couldn't take a bath or a shower every day, so he could only wash his face in the morning, wipe his body and wash his feet in the evening, and then find a place where no one was around to wash...his butt.
His grandmother taught him this when he was little: to be clean. So when he was little and had a cold and couldn't shower, he'd always wash his bottom. He'd also wash his front, and then change his underwear.
Although he couldn't take a bath every day like he did in modern times, he tried his best to do so.
It's a habit, a habit that gradually becomes a psychological one, and it's incredibly difficult to break. It was much the same back in Shangxi Village, where he'd wash secretly whenever possible. But his older brother was sleeping next to him, and since they didn't share the same blanket, he didn't need to demand it.
But he was different from Fang Shu. They slept on the same mattress, and they would probably sleep together in the future, so it was hard for him not to care.
Fortunately, Fang Shu is easy to talk to.
Yu Qinglong lay on his back on the kang, still feeling embarrassed when he thought about it.
Although he felt better mentally, he still couldn't sleep. He could sense that Fang Shu wasn't asleep either. People who sleep don't stay in the same position so rigidly.
"Brother Long," Fang Shu said at this time, "Do we have to wash every day from now on?"
"Yeah." Yu Qinglong felt his scalp tingling as he answered, "Just, I don't have to go out of my way to wash my bath again on bathing days."
"Okay, from now on I'll be responsible for fetching water and pouring it, and you'll be responsible for putting away our small basins and handkerchiefs."
"Okay." Yu Qinglong paused, "Fang Shu."
"Um?"
"that……"
"I know. We still have a long way to go, and I'll wait for you. Don't worry, I said I'd treat you well, so I won't force you to do anything you don't like."
Yu Qinglong looked at this overly warm guy in the darkness and said, "Thank you."
Fang Shu said, "Why are you thanking me? I'm your husband, and this is what I should do. Go to sleep."
Yu Qinglong gradually relaxed and soon fell asleep. But in his daze, he turned around and faced Fang Shu.
He was lying on his side, resting his head on his arm, and he didn't look very peaceful. Seeing this, Fang Shu carefully reached out and patted him gently, like patting a child.
The next morning, Yu Qinglong woke up to find that he and Fang Shu were sleeping face to face. He was lying on his side, in his own bed. Fang Shu was also in his bed, but her hand was on his waist.
He had never seen a man's face so close before - except his grandfather.
Then he discovered something that was a bit unkind to say, but was true: his grandfather was not as handsome as Fang Shu when he was young.
The man's brows relaxed, his nose prominent, his lips slightly curved, he looked handsome, refined, and yet possessed a certain personality. He remembered that he loved to smile when awake, and when he did, he had two dimples. Before, when he wasn't tanned, he had been rather cute, but now that his skin had taken on a honey-colored hue, it seemed even more sexy.
Sure enough, a person who loves face is still a person who loves face even after traveling through time.
Yu Qinglong spat on himself and gently took Fang Shu's hand away.
Fang Shu slowly opened his eyes. He saw that there was another person in the room besides himself. He seemed a little confused, but after a while he realized that he was finally getting married!
Turning his head to look at the sky outside, he asked, "Good morning, Long Ge'er, are you getting up?"
Yu Qinglong said, "You can get up now. Isn't it time for mother to get up too?"
Fang Shu felt that it was almost time, but there was no need to get up with them, so he said, "You can lie down for a while."
Yu Qinglong said, "Let's get up. I'm going to the kitchen to see if I can learn some cooking skills from Mom."
Fang Shu said: "But this is only the first day after your marriage. Mother saw that you are so energetic, she must be suspicious that we didn't... didn't..."
Nothing? The answer is clear to both of them.
It's just that this is too difficult to do.
Yu Qinglong wasn't concerned with anything else. Since they were already married, he considered it natural for a husband and wife to have some sex. He didn't do it because he was afraid of pregnancy. It wasn't like he had no feelings for Fang Shu at all. If he truly disliked her, he wouldn't have married her, even if the gods came to rule.
He chose to take this path because he was somewhat moved by it.
But the question is, what if it happens at once?
"Then do you want me?" Yu Qinglong asked suddenly.
"This..." Fang Shu said carefully, "If I say I want to, will you be angry?"
"What if I said yes?"
Fang Shu sounded a little disappointed, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Then I still want it, and I can't lie to you. But I promise I won't force it."
Seeing him like this, Yu Qinglong found his sincerity endearing, so he propped up his head with his arm and said, "Fang Shu."
Fang Shu lay flat on his back, his hands folded on his abdomen, and he let out a cry of "Ah".
Yu Qinglong moved slightly forward and pecked him on the cheek.
Fang Shu was stunned for a moment, stroking the place where he was kissed, and staring at Yu Qinglong blankly.
Yu Qinglong coughed lightly and asked, "Should I serve morning tea to my father and mother later?"
Fang Shu looked dazed, wondering if he was dreaming. "No, no, there aren't so many rules in the countryside. Besides, Mom and Dad don't drink tea in the morning. The most common thing we eat in the morning is noodles. Mom is a great noodle maker. She knows how to stretch and cut noodles. You can make them as thin as you want."
"Then I want to learn how to make noodles from mom. What do you think?"
"Do you like noodles?"
"Um."
"Thick or thin?"
"Anything is fine."
After hearing this, Fang Shu quickly got down from the ground floor, opened the window, poked his head toward the main house, and shouted, "Mom! Can we have noodles for breakfast?!"
Fang Wu had just woken up: "Why?"
Fang Shu said: "I just suddenly wanted to eat noodles!"
"Tsk, I've raised you for twenty-one years, and you only asked for sugar cakes. Is it Long Ge'er who wants them?"
"Not really. He heard me say you were great at making noodles and wanted to learn from you, but he was too embarrassed to tell you, so I asked."
Fang Wu shook out her apron and tied it up: "Is he up?"
It was quiet around them during this time, and the two of them were talking in low voices, so of course Yu Qinglong heard them. He also stood at the window and said, "Good morning, Mom. I'm up."
Fang Shu said, "Didn't I tell you to lie down for a while?"
Yu Qinglong said, "I can't sleep lying down, so I might as well go out and learn from Mom. Later, you can take me to find the well in the village."
Fang Shu also felt that it was time to take Yu Qinglong to familiarize himself with some necessary places, so he retracted his head into the house.
At this moment, Yu Qinglong suddenly turned his head to the side. Fang Shu vaguely felt that something was wrong, and when he looked down, he saw it!
He quickly ran to the kang, grabbed the quilt, and wrapped it around his waist. "I, this is normal. It will return to normal in a moment."
Yu Qinglong was speechless. He knew it was normal, but did he have to use a ridge that high?! His pants were about to burst.
He finished complaining in his mind: "I'm going to go out and ask Mom if she needs any help. You, take your time."
After Yu Qinglong finished speaking, he quickly put on his clothes and went out.
Fang Wu noticed at a glance that Yu Qinglong's face was unnaturally flushed and his ears were also red. She laughed secretly and felt quite happy in her heart.
In Shangxi Village, she knew more than just Dr. Mo's family. She had also been making inquiries recently, and learned that while Yu Qinglong had become quite impressive recently, he was also a diligent man. Not only did he not miss his daily medical studies, but he also went out early in the morning to fetch water. In the afternoon, he was either washing clothes or tidying up the yard. He was respectful to his superiors and kind to his subordinates.
She had no intention of being mean to someone who was already diligent and filial, so she said, "Long'er, if you want to learn how to make noodles, come over here. Mother is preparing to knead the dough right now. The dough for making noodles needs to be kept for a long time after it's kneaded so that it's firm enough when rolled out, so we have to start kneading the dough early."
Yu Qinglong smiled and said, "Okay, mother. I'll go wash my face and come back soon. Good morning, father."
"Ah, good morning." Fang Dingman yawned. "Why are you up so early? It would be nice to have a little more sleep and rest in the cool morning."
"What are you talking about? Who's going to keep me warm while you're at it?"
"Yes, yes, I'll burn it for you."
Fang Dingman went to fetch firewood, while Yu Qinglong and Fang Wushi went to the kitchen. Fang Wushi handed Yu Qinglong a bowl and said, "Before you came, there were only three of us in the house, so it was about the same as a bowl of noodles. Now that you're here, we'll mix more, half a bowl. We need to add some salt to the noodles to make them chewy. The salt we use is a bit coarse, so don't underestimate the two or three grains. Sometimes it won't dissolve and can make the noodles taste salty and bitter. You can crush it before adding it. Come and try it."
Yu Qinglong had seen his father and sister-in-law make it at home, but after so much time, they relied on their hands, unable to tell him exactly how much flour and water to add, only giving a rough estimate. But he still couldn't quite get it right. It was okay for steamed buns and flower rolls; the dough could be kneaded softer. But noodles weren't. They needed to be kneaded firmer, otherwise they'd break easily when cooked.
He poured the noodles into the basin, crushed some salt, and scooped a small spoonful: "Mom, do you think this is enough?"
Fang Wu said, "Add a little more. That's enough. Then you can do this."
Fang Wu shook the basin to make the flour at the same level. Then she took a short rolling pin used for rolling dumpling wrappers, held it upright and made a few cuts on the flour, just like making ridges in the ground.
"If you mix noodles like you would steamed buns, stirring them into flocculent dough, they'll become too soft. If you don't, the dry parts will be too dry and the wet parts will be too wet, making it difficult to knead together. So, use this method; it will be more uniform and easier to knead. To the one and a half bowls of noodles you just filled, just add a little more than half a bowl of water."
"Then I'll try, Mom."
"Go ahead and try." Fang Wu saw her son slowly coming out of the side room. He looked embarrassed, but he couldn't help but want to come over and take a look. So she joked, "Shu'er, what are you doing here? Don't you have to memorize your lessons?"
"This is just the first day after we got married. I came to see how Long Ge'er is doing."
"How could you tell so quickly? When you have free time, either study or feed the chickens, ducks, and the wild geese. Before Long Ge'er came, you got up early to check on the geese and wanted to worship them, but now that he's here, you don't care."
"Then I'll go take a look and come back. I'll get the food for them later. Otherwise, after I get the food ready, Long Ge'er will have to wait for me to finish before he can go to the well."
"Is the wellhead far away?" Yu Qinglong asked.
"Not far, about half the distance from my father-in-law's house to the wellhead in Shangxi Village."
"You still have time to feed them. I'm not very experienced yet, so I'm definitely not as fast as Mom."
Fang Shu thought about it and it made sense. He went to the vegetable garden out back and picked some vegetables. He always made noodle soup in the morning. His family didn't have a habit of eating cold food in the morning, so the noodle soup was the main dish, and adding a handful of vegetables made the soup even more delicious.
He was very skilled at picking vegetables in the garden. After picking them, he would pick off the old leaves and bring them to the chicken and duck pen, where the flat-haired little creatures would rush over to peck at the food.
At this time, only Fang Wu and Yu Qinglong were left in the kitchen. Fang Wu said, "Long'er, since you married into our family, I didn't ask you to be very diligent. You can get up a little late in the morning, but remember two things. One is to get along well with Shu'er and to raise children for our Fang family early. The other is to learn to be frugal. We have more land than other families, and Shu'er is a promising young man, so we have a good life. But even the best family wealth can be ruined. Shu'er sometimes has some habits that I think are unacceptable. You have to control him. I hope he listens to you."
Yu Qinglong had previously thought about how to get along with Fang Wushi. Now that she was so open with him, he said, "Don't worry, mother. I will live a good life with him."
Not for anything else, just because Fang Shu can think of him everywhere, he will take this relationship seriously.
Fang Wu smiled and said, "You do have some strength."
Kneading dough, especially for noodles, takes a lot of effort. But Yu Qinglong kneaded it quickly, and soon he had a hard dough.
Fang Wu said, "Put it there and cover it with a basin to keep it awake. You should massage it again after half an hour. Go and do what you need to do."
Yu Qinglong said, "Then I'll go clean up the house, Mom. I'll come out after I'm done."
Fang Wu said yes, and Yu Qinglong went back to his room to fold the quilt.
He planned to clean up the house and then go meet again before going out with Fang Shu.
Unexpectedly, Fang Shu also ran in at this time.
Yu Qinglong just turned around to ask him what he was doing when Fang Shu quickly kissed him on the cheek and said confidently, "As a husband, how can I let my husband give more? Of course, if you love me once, I must love you at least twice!"
After Fang Shu finished speaking, he gave Yu Qinglong a kiss on the other side of his face and then ran away.
Yu Qinglong touched his face: "..."
What kind of stupid dog did he marry!
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Author's words: Fang Shu: Oh my god! I kissed my husband, it smells so good and I kiss him so well [laughing]
Qinglong: Shut up! [covering his face and laughing]
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PS: My period is here, and I’m always too sleepy to concentrate. I might eat less today and tomorrow [please]
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