After tidying up the bedroom, Shen Yanming cleaned both bathrooms.
Because he had taken away all the toiletries, he wasn't worried about petty thieves using them. He simply rinsed the dust off the bathtub and sink, and then laid out towels and toothbrushes.
As for the kitchen, pots, pans, oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar all need to be taken out, but he can't bear to take out the refrigerator, oven, and soy milk maker.
Who knows if these things in the house will be safe from the next disaster? You only have a few household appliances, and if they break, they're really gone.
Then, in the cupboard, I put a small bag of flour, a small bag of rice, two vacuum-packed bags of cornmeal, and a plastic box of various beans.
He didn't take any vegetables.
That thing doesn't keep well, so even if we want to keep it a secret, there's no need to bring it out into the open now.
Once these small rooms are settled, only the living room remains.
Knowing that dust would fly everywhere while cleaning, Shen Yanming helped Bi Qiaoan into the bedroom and told her to lie down on the bed for a while until he finished cleaning the living room before going out.
But Bi Qiaoan was disgusted with herself. She had been in Suzhou for so long and had never properly cleaned herself.
Even though Shen Yanming covered for her to go into the space to wash up, she could only wash up quickly, and in some places she still had to keep herself the same as everyone else, such as having her hair in clumps.
Therefore, she absolutely could not allow herself to soil the clean bed.
There was nothing else Old Shen could do but move the bird's nest-style hanging chair she had been sitting in back in, so she could continue to curl up there.
Anyway, that cotton pad is easy to remove and wash, and I have several more in the space, so I won't feel bad even if I throw it away.
After settling Bi Qiaoan in, Shen Yanming mopped the living room floor three more times. The grayish-black water made him want to mop it a fourth time, but thinking that he needed to hurry up and settle things, he could only leave it at that for now and do it later when he had time.
He also wiped the windowsills and wall cabinets again and again until the water used to wash the rags ran clear. He even wanted to take down and wash all the curtains, but things had to be done one at a time, so he put that aside.
Then put the coffee table, sofa, and dining table back in their original positions.
As for the television, he also put it out. This thing is different from the refrigerator; it needs to be connected to a signal to work. Putting it in his space would only leave it unused, so he might as well take it out and use it every day he can.
Well, after being busy for so long, the house is finally almost back to normal.
Shen Yanming returned to the bedroom satisfied to find Bi Qiaoan, only to find her asleep leaning against the back of the chair.
This is because I didn't get enough rest in Suzhou and was tired from the long car ride.
Unlike Bi Qiaoan, he didn't have many reservations. He picked her up, put her on the bed, lay down next to her, covered himself with the blanket, and fell asleep.
For him, nothing is more important than his wife. If the blankets are dirty, he can just wash them.
A few minutes later, the sound of snoring began.
It had probably been a long time since they had slept in such a comfortable bed, and the two of them slept quite soundly until they were woken up by hunger in the middle of the night.
When Bi Qiaoan opened her eyes, she found it was pitch black and thought she was in a tent in Suzhou. Just as she was about to get up and take some snacks out of her bag, she saw the man next to her turn on the bedside lamp.
Only then did she realize what was happening and went home.
I haven't seen such bright lights at night in a very, very long time.
Even though they had everything they needed in the room, they only dared to take out a solar-powered flashlight, and only used it when they went to the bathroom.
Seeing Bi Qiaoan sitting up in a daze, Shen Yanming was a little worried and hugged her, asking, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't turned on the lights at night in a long time."
When Shen Yanming heard this answer, he couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.
But when he heard his wife's stomach growling, he didn't care about anything else. He took out a lazy table from his spatial storage and put the ready-made food on it.
There were no fancy dishes, just simple porridge and side dishes.
After a quick meal, the two checked the time—it was 3 a.m.—and neither of them could sleep.
Shen Yanming put the things into his spatial storage, planning to wash them when it got light. But Bi Qiaoan touched the quilt under her hand and felt something was off.
Seeing her fidgeting, Shen Yanming asked, "Is there anything else?"
Bi Qiaoan knew she was being a bit dramatic. She'd already rolled around on this clean bed, so why would she care about rolling around a little longer?
But she just felt uncomfortable and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I haven't taken a proper shower in a long time, I might have lice or fleas on me."
Shen Yanming shook his head and chuckled, thinking it couldn't be that exaggerated. Even if she didn't take care of herself that frequently, she would still go into her space to wash up every three to five days, so there was no way she would have lice or fleas.
But he didn't want to argue about it. Anyway, he wasn't sleepy, so what was wrong with taking a late-night bath with his wife?
So the two turned off the lamp, held hands and entered the space. The place they landed was a mobile villa, and they arrived at the bathroom after walking a few steps.
Shen Yanming first filled the bathtub with hot water, and then added some spiritual spring water.
When it was almost full, he turned off the tap, helped Bi Qiaoan take off her clothes, and helped her sit down.
Shen Yanming really wanted to shower together, but he was afraid the other person would feel cramped, so he stood to the side and served her the whole time.
As the warm bathwater spread over her skin, Bi Qiaoan felt completely revitalized. Especially after adding the spiritual spring water, her fatigue vanished, and even her mind became clearer.
Shen Yanming kept splashing water on her, and when she had soaked for a while, he gently caressed her delicate skin with his rough hands.
Before long, streaks of black mud began to come down.
Shen Yanming was stunned. He hadn't expected that Bi Qiaoan's claim of being dirty was actually true.
As for Bi Qiaoan, she was mentally prepared, but she still blushed when she saw this scene.
Even though the person in front of her was her closest person, she still felt somewhat ashamed.
“When I was in Suzhou, I was always in a rush when I came in, and I didn’t have time to wash properly at all. Besides, my belly was so big that there were some places I couldn’t reach, so I had to be careful not to fall,” Bi Qiaoan explained.
Shen Yanming knew that pregnancy was hard, so he tried his best to take care of his new wife in every way. He thought he had done enough, but in the end he realized that there were still many details he hadn't handled well.
It's not really his fault. After all, he's a grown man. No matter how many books he reads, he hasn't experienced it firsthand. Besides, this is Qiao An's first pregnancy, so he's already done a good job taking care of her.
Shen Yanming smiled and pulled down Bi Qiaoan's hand that was covering her eyes, kissed it, and said, "Wife, you've worked hard."
Then, without mentioning what had just happened, he rubbed her from neck to toe.
Of course, it's done with your hands.
It can be said that they got the best deal.
As for why she didn't use a bath towel, it's because of all the nourishing products she's taken with, which has made Bi Qiaoan's skin too delicate. With just a bath towel, she doesn't even need to scrub hard; her skin becomes so congested it looks like it's breaking.
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