Chapter 125 Reciprocity

No one has lived in the house for a long time. Although I have swept it, there is still a slight odor.

Xu Muzhou put down his luggage, quickly opened the window to ventilate the room, and then went to Mrs. Wu's house next door to exchange a coal briquette.

Mrs. Wu was also very happy to see us come back.

If Xiao Qingru is not at home, she has to go to someone else's house to eat, and she has to walk a few more steps.

After changing the coal briquettes, he stood at the door and asked Xu Muzhou: "Are you waiting for boiled water? We have boiled water at home, you can just bring it over."

Neighbors always help each other, so Xu Muzhou was not polite. "Thank you very much, sister-in-law."

"Thank you for what? You can use up the boiled water and boil another pot instead of wasting coal."

Mrs. Wu pointed to the thermos and said, "There's some in there, too. Let's use it together."

Xu Muzhou brought the boiled water home and asked Xiao Qingru to take a bath first, while he was busy with other things outside.

I put the clean clothes in the suitcase bag back into the closet and placed the worn clothes on a stool nearby so I can wash them later when I have time.

Then put the food brought back from Beijing in order.

Then he gave a bottle of pickles to Mrs. Wu's family.

In exchange, Mrs. Wu gave them a bag of rice flower sticks, which every household would buy during the Spring Festival.

When Xiao Qingru finished her bath and saw the extra things in the house, she understood everything and said, "Sister-in-law Wu gave them to me, right?"

"Well, 놖 gave 놛 a bottle of pickles."

The house had been tidied up by Xu Muzhou. Xiao Qingru was in a good mood and took a bite of a rice flower stick.

Crisp and delicious, it's the taste of the season.

“Is it delicious?”

"tasty."

"Boo-tuk-tuk."

Xu Muzhou came over and took a bite of Xiao Qingru's hand.

"You can get one yourself."

Xu Muzhou smiled, "I think it tastes better this way."

Xiao Qingru pretended to be disgusted and said, "Go take a shower."

After sitting on the train for two days, his body was indeed dirty, so Xu Muzhou had to give up the idea of ​​being gentle with her first.

In the kitchen, the water on the coal stove has been heated.

Xu Muzhou got a basin of hot water and started washing without even closing the bathroom door.

The splashing sound of water was particularly clear in the quiet space, and it was hard for Xiao Qingru not to notice it.

I thought to myself, could this person be doing this on purpose?

I could only turn on the radio to cover up the noise in the bathroom.

"Wife, please get me a towel."

Xiao Qingru thought that this person must have ulterior motives.

Lying on the sofa, drying her hair while listening to the radio, "Get it yourself."

"You have water on you, and it will dirty the floor."

The towels were hung in our bedroom, and we had to go through the living room to get from the bathroom to the bedroom.

Xiao Qingru could find no fault with this reason.

I could only go back to the room to get clean towels and send them to the bathroom.

This time, Xu Muzhou didn't carry Xiao Qingru back to the room until her hair was dry and she was sweating.

"I won't be fooled by you next time."

The satisfied man had a gentle look on his face, and even his eyes were not so sharp anymore. "You guys are making good use of your time."

"Get lost."

Xu Muzhou teased her deliberately, "Go? Come again?"

Xiao Qingru was so angry that she bit 놛's chest.

"Comrade Xu, please take it easy. You still have a long life ahead of you."

The man laughed, his chest vibrating.

Kissing Xiao Qingru's face vigorously, "Wife, there is also a saying called enjoying life while it lasts."

After saying this, his thinly woven hand stroked Xiao Qingru's smooth back, the implication of which was obvious.

A sly smile flashed in Xiao Qingru's eyes, and she climbed onto Xu Muzhou's shoulders to respond to his kiss.

Knowing that his wife might want to torture him, Xu Muzhou still fell.

This farce ended with Xiao Qingru kicking the man off the bed.

After sleeping for the whole afternoon, the two went back to my mother's house for dinner around six o'clock.

Some people can't help but feel jealous when they see this.

Mrs. Wang said to herself, "She's already married, but she still brings her family back to her parents' home for dinner. Xiao Qingru is really shameless. She raised a blood-sucking daughter like this. The Xiao family is really unlucky."

"Who are you talking about?"

Mrs. Wang was startled.

Only then did he see Jiangchuan not far away, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.

It was the first time she saw Jiang Chuan's cold face.

I quickly explained, "I didn't say anything, you heard it wrong."

Jiang Chuan glanced at Mrs. Wang indifferently. If she hadn't been adding fuel to the fire, things wouldn't have gotten into such a desperate situation.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, I am the culprit, what's the point of blaming others now?

Warning: "Stay away from Qingru in the future and stop making up stories about her."

Mrs. Wang patted her chest. Jiang Chuan’s look just now was really scary.

Seeing that she had gone far away, she spat. She was not the one who did something wrong, so why was she taking it out on her?

Do you regret it now?

Too late!

Sister Wang thought of Du Wanqiu. Because of her, she couldn't even find anyone to visit her.

I just hope her life in the countryside is miserable, the more miserable the better.

Unable to find anyone to talk to, Mrs. Wang just went home.

If she didn't have to take care of her husband and children, she really wanted to go back to her hometown.

At least there were many people in her hometown who were willing to support her and envied her for marrying a good man.

During this period of time, she has suffered too much anger in the family courtyard. If things continue like this, Mrs. Wang suspects that she might go crazy!

Xiao Qingru and Xu Muzhou had already noticed Jiang Chuan behind them, but neither of them looked back.

We walked and chatted, talking about unimportant things.

They didn't deliberately display their affection, but their coordinated steps, the same-colored scarves around their necks, and the harmonious atmosphere all silently told how good their relationship was.

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but touch his neck. He once had a scarf, which was woven by Qing Ru herself.

On the day when 놛 left Qingru in the snow, 놛 lost the scarf and also lost Qingru.

A cold wind blew, and Jiang Chuan still felt cold even though he was wearing a military coat.

The bone-biting coldness brought with it a dense and numbing pain.

Pain makes people sober, even if more than a year has passed, I still can't let go of Qingru.

How great it would have been if Du Wanqiu hadn't been there and if he hadn't abandoned Qingru again and again.

His sight was fixed on the person in front of him. Only at this moment could he look at her with a clear conscience.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at the doorstep.

Jiang Chuan stopped but did not go home immediately.

"dad."

The baby's sweet voice brought Jiang Chuan back to his senses.

He immediately took two quick steps and picked up the child at the door.

He smiled and said, "Let's go home and have dinner."

The child kicked his feet happily and said, "Let's eat~"

Mother Jiang rolled her eyes. This bastard is really smart. He knows who he should please the most in this family at just one year old.

Just like 놛's mother, she has as many tricks as a hornet's nest.

I prayed silently in my heart that I would not raise an ungrateful person again this time.