Chapter 15: Thick Skin

"No, the children are fine." Qin Yuezhi wiped away her tears and the sickness on her two beloved grandchildren's faces became much less evident when she mentioned them.

"The doctor said we need to observe for two more days, and then we'll pick him up after two more days."

Granny Lin was a little disappointed. "I'm glad you're all right. Now that you're back, I'll give Xiao Hang back to you. This child missed you so much."

Qin Yuezhi thanked her repeatedly, and Grandma Lin waved her hand and went back to her room.

After all, Zhou Nuan was still in confinement after giving birth, and according to the older generation, she must not be exposed to the wind. So, before she could say a few more words to little Su Hang, she was coaxed and driven back to her room by Qin Yuezhi.

After Qin Yuezhi left, Zhou Nuan began to look at her home in this era.

This is a small house, slightly better than the shabby house she lived in when she was at Old Zhou's house, but also incomparable to the newly built house of Old Zhou's family. It is very old, but clean.

There was a wedding photo hanging on the wall, the people in it were her and Gu Xiyue. She was very young, with two pigtails, thin and dark, with a pair of big eyes full of rejection and unfamiliarity. She sat upright, away from the man next to her.

Gu Xiyue was also quite young, with longer hair than now, and his aura was not as cold as it is now, and there was no scar on his nose. Wearing a straight military uniform, he looked straight ahead, his eyes were upright and slightly shining, as if he was full of yearning for the future.

Below the wedding photo was a large wardrobe, half open, with almost no clothes inside. It seemed that the original owner planned not to come back to the Zhou family this time, so he packed up all his things and took them away.

Now her things should still be in the small shabby house of Old Zhou’s family.

Zhou Nuan felt sticky.

The weather was not very hot, but she was sweating all over. She could feel her body sweating even when she was not moving. She had not washed the clothes she wore after going from Lao Zhou's house to the hospital, and she had to wear them again when she was discharged from the hospital. She felt that she smelled.

Unable to bear it any longer, she dug out a set of old sweatshirts from the cabinet which had very few clothes, probably those that the original owner had missed.

She opened the door and looked outside carefully. There was no one in the hall, but she could hear low voices coming from the kitchen outside. It should be Qin Yuezhi and the others who went to the kitchen to cook for her.

Zhou Nuan heaved a sigh of relief, took her clothes and went to the small bathing room. Qin Yuezhi didn't let her touch the water, letting her know that she must be nagging.

She came to the bathroom based on her memory. The door was half-open. She didn't think too much about it and pushed it open.

"who?!"

A cold and low voice came over, and a shirtless figure suddenly caught her eye.

Gu Xiyue stood straight, holding his army green short-sleeved shirt in one hand, staring at her with lightning eyes.

Zhou Nuan was stunned, and her eyes involuntarily looked at his muscular chest.

There were some water droplets on the man's body, which slid down his massive chest muscles and disappeared along his well-defined abdominal muscles.

This scene was so shocking that she couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly. It was not until Gu Xiyue snorted softly that she suddenly came back to her senses.

"Oh...I'm sorry."

She hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands, but just as she did so, she couldn't help but let a little bit of her eyes show through her fingers.

Hey, this figure is really amazing.

Gu Xiyue: “…”

It’s better not to cover it.

"What do you want to do?"

"Hmm? Ah, I want to get some water." Zhou Nuan came back to her senses.

Gu Xiyue lowered his head and saw the small clothes in her hand. He frowned and said, "You want to take a shower? No, you are still in confinement."

Zhou Nuan felt dissatisfied after being ruthlessly rejected by him.

Why can he wash it? He knows it's uncomfortable, so won't she feel uncomfortable? She hasn't washed it for several days. Shouldn't she wash the pickled fish first?

Besides, who said that you can’t bathe or wash your hair during confinement? That’s pseudoscience! And she just wanted to wipe it with water, so why is that not allowed?

The resentment in her heart grew stronger and stronger, and the grievances surged up again. She didn't know why her emotions fluctuated so much, and a single sentence could make her heart surge.

Invisible grievances surrounded her. Her throat felt like it was choked by something and it hurt so much that her eyes turned red.

Gu Xiyue looked up, but saw the woman in front of him, motionless and silent, her hands tightly grasping her clothes, her deer-like eyes red and soaked with tears, but she stubbornly refused to let the tears fall, her red lips were bitten tightly, a bright red color.

I feel dissatisfied, aggrieved and pitiful.

My heart, which had been quiet for a long time, was suddenly touched by something, causing ripples.

"..." His tone suddenly softened, "Do you really want to take a shower?"

Seeing that there was a play, Zhou Nuan nodded hurriedly.

"You go back to the house first."

Her little face, which had just smiled, suddenly fell.

"I'll get a basin of hot water and bring it to the house. There's too much moisture here, it's humid." Gu Xiyue added, "You can only wipe it simply."

"Okay." Zhou Nuan agreed crisply.

As long as it can be scrubbed, it's wherever he says it's.

He added, "Get more water."

After saying this, she hurried back into the house, as if she was afraid that he would go back on his word.

Looking at her brisk steps, Gu Xiyue's eyes darkened. After thinking about it, he changed to a larger bucket, filled it with half a bucket of hot water, put on his clothes and brought it to the house.

She was sitting on the bed waiting, looking over here with her eyes eagerly. When she saw him really come in with hot water, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but grin.

"Gu Xiyue, thank you."

Zhou Nuan was very happy and reached her hand into the bucket. However, she was so burned by the heat that she pulled her hand back.

“It’s so hot!”

Gu Xiyue had already left, but turned back after hearing this. She squatted on the ground, holding her hands. Her thin white fingers had been burned red, and her eyes were also red.

In the past few years since she got married, she no longer has to work in the fields, and even her skin has become whiter, but she is still so thin and seems to have become more delicate.

"Gu Xiyue, why didn't you tell me the water was so hot?" She complained with her hands clasped.

"Sorry, I didn't know the water temperature was too high for you." Gu Xiyue stepped forward and stretched out his hand to test the water temperature. ".. It's not very hot."

Zhou Nuan just wanted to curse.

Of course he didn't feel it was hot. The calluses on his hands were thicker than the wall. How could he feel hot?

He has thick skin and tough flesh.

"You did it on purpose!" She snorted, "You're just mad at me, mad at me for not listening to mom and going back to Wantou Village, and for causing something to happen that caused Xiaodong and Xiaoxi to have premature births, so you don't let me take a shower, you want me to stink to death."

Gu Xiyue frowned.

What's the connection? Where did she get this weird idea?