They were all still asleep when Xie Zhuo carried them into the house one by one.
The courtyard fell silent instantly.
Because Xie Zhuo's house is not far from the river, the croaking of frogs can be heard clearly at night.
Long and short.
Near and far.
Very rural.
It's just like what's described in the poem.
Xu Yan sat in the courtyard, lost in thought, until Xie Zhuo called her to take a bath, which brought her back to her senses.
After finishing his meal, Xie Zhuo added some water to another large pot specifically for boiling water, and then slowly boiled it over a wood fire until it was just boiling.
After carrying the two children into the house, he went back and forth several times. He placed a large wooden basin in a room near the corner of the wall, filled it with hot water and then mixed in some cold water before calling out to Xu Yan.
The wooden tub was a bath tub that he had specially asked Zhao, the carpenter from the brigade, to make a couple of days ago, because he was afraid that Xu Yan wouldn't be used to the old tub that his family used to have.
Xu Yan carefully recalled the description of Xie Zhuo in the original text, but it really didn't match the person in front of him.
So considerate and thoughtful.
He is handsome.
She has a great figure.
Can't it really be the male lead?
He's over 180 times better than Han Xiaoyu's thing!
Xu Yan was deep in thought. Xie Zhuo noticed that she was lost in thought again, so he put the flashlight into the room and called out to Xu Yan again.
Xu Yan then came to her senses.
While Xu Yan was taking a shower, Xie Zhuo lit a kerosene lamp and went to the kitchen first. He poured the remaining boiling water from the pot into a tin thermos and then scooped a basin of cold water into the yard.
He estimated the time it would take Xu Yan to shower, quickly took off his clothes, picked up the basin of water, and poured it over his head.
Although it's summer now, the temperature in the mountains isn't very high at night, so few people in the village take baths like this.
That's not right either; he's probably the only man in the village who takes a bath every night.
Xu Yan was just about to wash her hair when she heard a noise in the yard. Because her room had no windows, she didn't know what was happening outside.
When she came out of the house after taking a shower, she saw that Xie Zhuo's hair still had water droplets on it, and then she realized that it was the sound of him taking a shower.
She glanced towards the main entrance subconsciously.
Only when the gate was firmly closed did they turn their gaze away.
Xie Zhuo sat at the table, lighting an oil lamp to look at the watch he had taken from Lao He.
I've been busy with my wedding these past few days and haven't had time to fix it.
Seeing that the light was too dim, Xu Yan quickly took the flashlight and placed it on the table.
“Use this,” Xu Yan said.
As she spoke, she used a towel to wipe the water droplets from the ends of her hair.
Xie Zhuo didn't speak, but stared at her for a long time before tidying up the things in his hands and putting them back into the original box.
He waved to Xu Yan.
Xu Yan was taken aback.
I don't know what he's up to.
She stood there for a while before walking towards him.
Xie Zhuo didn't say much, but took the towel from her hand and pointed to the small stool next to her, "Sit."
Then I took a towel and started drying her hair.
Xu Yan felt the unease she felt that afternoon return, and her face quickly turned bright red. She wondered if Xie Zhuo could see her in such dim light.
I wonder what will happen in a little while...
Xu Yan glanced at the kang out of the corner of her eye, and the thought that the two of them would be sleeping on the same kang in a while made her nervous again.
I feel a little restless.
Although she often teases or jokes with Xie Zhuo, she hasn't really thought about some deeper things. Before, she didn't have time; now...
Isn't this too fast?
Xu Yan's mind was in turmoil, but Xie Zhuo's movements were steady as he gently dried her hair.
He only stopped moving slightly when his hair was half-dry.
"you……"
"you……"
The two of them spoke at the same time again.
Xu Yan bit her lip and said, "You go first."
Xie Zhuo put the towel aside. Seeing that Xu Yan seemed unwilling to make eye contact, he didn't force her. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you tonight."
All of Xu Yan's words were blocked back in his throat by that one sentence.
She turned her head sharply to look at Xie Zhuo, her eyes blinking from the flashlight beam.
But a ridiculous thought flashed through my mind.
Why not do something?
Is it just tonight, or will we not do anything at all in the future?
Xie Zhuo looked at her expression and slowly raised an eyebrow, "If you..."
"No, no, no, it's fine, it's fine!"
Xu Yan was even stuttering a little.
"Well, I'm actually sleepy and want to go to sleep!"
Xu Yan didn't know what Xie Zhuo wanted to say, but judging from his expression, she could roughly guess what he was going to say.
Xu Yan snatched the towel from his hand and started to scramble onto the kang (a heated brick bed).
It was as if if Xie Zhuo stayed under his nose for even a second longer, he might say something else entirely.
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