Chapter 261 How Sweet That Would Be

"Hahahaha..." Cheng Xueru went back to the room, found the menstrual pad and brought it to the side room. When she saw the door was open, she couldn't help but leaned on the door frame and burst into laughter. She laughed so hard that tears came out.

Wang Ziru bit her lip and said unhappily, "Did he really tell you directly that he wanted a menstrual pad?"

"Yeah! He seems quite funny. He is not even ashamed to say that kind of thing in front of the children." Cheng Xueru laughed and suddenly realized how sweet Wang Ziru and Han Suijing were in the past.

The man next to her was so considerate and gentle, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all for the woman asking him to do such a small thing.

"I'm really impressed. You're just like my elder brother, not good at expressing these things." Wang Ziru took the menstrual belt and sanitary napkins, and said it so calmly that she couldn't help feeling a strange sweet feeling in her heart.

Just like she thought at the beginning, Cheng Xueru would be very happy if she married the eldest brother Zhai Qingsong. The eldest brother was not good at speaking, but he was very considerate and knew how to care about his wife and understand her well-being.

Wang Ziru came out of the shower and tied her wet hair into a ponytail behind her head with a handkerchief.

Pour out the bath water and squat behind the house to wash clothes.

Clothes in early summer are thin and do not need to be scrubbed much, so they can be washed in a short time.

Bursts of laughter came from the yard outside. Wang Ziru heard Baoer laughing happily and knew that she must be talking to Han Suijing and was amused.

"It seems that this child will have a happier life in the future!" Wang Ziru looked back at the yard outside the main hall and saw her eldest brother walking in with a fat rooster. Cheng Xueru took a kitchen knife and an earthen bowl from the stove to collect the chicken's blood.

The couple walked to the grass behind the house and squatted there to slaughter a chicken.

"Oh! Actually, you don't need to prepare such delicious dishes. Just prepare two simple vegetables for lunch. People come to pick up their children. You even lost a rooster."

Zhai Qingsong turned his head to look at his brother and his wife, his face full of joy, "He is such a high-ranking cadre. We won't be able to invite him even if we have nothing to do in the future. Even if we kill a chicken, it will be embarrassing."

"Brother, you're too kind." The last time Commander Duan came to the village, Cheng Xueru also slaughtered a chicken.

This means that there are two less chickens in the chicken coop. What if Cheng Xueru needs to be in confinement next spring and needs to eat several chickens?

"Sister-in-law! You'd better take good care of the chickens in the chicken coop at home. If you get pregnant, you will have to stay in confinement next spring. Keep the chickens for yourself." Wang Ziru glanced at her sister-in-law's belly. This girl might not have thought of this yet, so she reminded her.

Cheng Xueru was delighted and happy, covering her cheeks: "Don't worry, if there is not enough food, we can buy a few chickens in the village."

Zhai Qingsong lowered his head and smiled, feeling particularly good as he listened to the words of his two sisters-in-law.

Chen Xueru squatted beside her husband and smiled proudly, "We don't have anything else at home, but we have chickens and ducks. When you come down from Kunqu in the future, I promise to leave two chickens for you."

"Sister-in-law is still honest and generous."

Wang Ziru put the washed clothes in a washbasin and took it out to the yard to dry.

When she walked out of the main room, she saw Han Suijing and Baoer sitting under the eaves, talking about something happy. They were both smiling happily, and she couldn't bear to disturb them.

The man has beautiful features, and his every move, frown and smile are full of charm.

She was wearing Cheng Xueru's sandals and carrying a basin of washed clothes. She happened to pass by a bicycle with black engine oil and fell to the ground, knocking the basin out with her.

"Sister-in-law!!" The little warrior, who was still riding a bicycle, shouted in fear and quickly fell off the bicycle.

Han Suijing was still holding Baoer in his arms and was wiping his little mouth.

Seeing this, he hurriedly put the child on a chair, ran over, grabbed her waist, and with his strong arms, he lifted her up steadily.

"Oh my God! I fell down." Wang Ziru felt that she was in a more embarrassed state than when she asked Han Suijing for a menstrual belt in the side room. Her knee was in great pain from the fall.

Han Suijing picked her up and walked quickly to the eaves, and put her on a chair and sat her down. "Let me take a look."

The little warrior also ran over to check on the injury.

Han Suijing forgot that there were other people present at the moment and hurriedly checked her knee.

He gently rolled up Wang Ziru's two trousers until he saw the injury on her knee. He felt distressed and looked up and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"

There were horrific bruises on both knees, and they had to be wiped with trauma medicine.

"Go to the fork in the road to find Song Yan and ask him to find you some trauma medicine in the car. Hurry!" Han Suijing gave the instructions to the little warrior and gently pressed her shoulders as she was eager to stand up. "I'll go find a wet towel."

As he said this, the man stood up and walked into the main room to ask the host for a towel.

The couple was still laughing in the back of the house. When they heard that Wang Ziru had fallen, Cheng Xueru ran out in a hurry. Seeing Wang Ziru's expression, she couldn't help but tease her: "You are deliberately trying to make people feel sad."

"Oh, you are so bad." Wang Ziru said coquettishly with a red face.

Baoer came over and squatted in front of her mother, blowing on the bruise with her little mouth, and turned around and said, "Mom didn't mean to do that. She accidentally stepped on the oil on the ground, and her soles slipped, so she fell."

After the young man pointed with his little finger, Cheng Xueru's face darkened immediately, "So it was your uncle who did it. Wait, I'll go in and criticize him."

"You can't criticize your uncle. He didn't do it on purpose."

The young man defended his uncle in such a way that Cheng Xueru was so happy that she covered her mouth and laughed.

Han Suijing took a porcelain basin to the water tank in the kitchen and fetched a basin of cold water. He came out with a new towel, squatted under the eaves, squeezed the towel half dry, and then applied a cold compress to his knees.

Turning around, Han Suijing stood up and walked into the yard, picked up the clothes that were scattered on the ground and put them into the basin.

"It's okay, leave it there, I'll wash it again later." After Wang Ziru finished speaking, she heard the man coming over with a basin and said, "You take a rest, I'll wash it."

Perhaps because she had never seen her uncle helping her mother wash clothes, even Baoer was quite surprised.

The expression on the little face froze, and he was busy like a top, then ran into the main room to see what was going on.

Han Suijing took the basin to the stove room, drew a basin of water from the water tank, and then squatted behind the house to scrub the mud off his clothes.

Zhai Qingsong was still standing at the back of the house, bending over and plucking chicken feathers. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but be deeply moved. He was actually helping his brother and sister-in-law wash clothes!

"Uncle! Why are you helping Mommy wash clothes?" Baoer was a little puzzled. Although she was still young, she always felt that this was not a job for an uncle.

Han Suijing turned his head to the gentle and picturesque face and smiled: "Mom hurt her knee and now she can only sit and rest. But if the clothes are not washed and hung out in the sun, they may not dry today."

Baoer scratched his ears, looking like he didn't understand what was going on.

"It's okay, I'll be done soon, you go out and talk to mom." The man said gently.

"oh."

Song Jian came to the village with a bottle of local trauma medicine made in Yunnan Province. Together with the little warrior, he walked into the Cheng family yard and saw Wang Ziru sitting under the eaves with a wet towel on her knees. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? You fell down at home."

"You said that as if I did it on purpose, didn't you?"

The two of them were quite familiar with each other, and Song Jian was also very young, so it was inevitable that they would joke around when they met.

Seeing Wang Ziru sitting alone under the eaves, but without her boss, she asked, "Sister-in-law, where is my leader?"

Bao Er just came out from the back of the house and said, "Uncle is helping us wash clothes."

"What? Washing clothes~~~" Song Yan stretched his neck, thinking that he must have heard it wrong, but when he opened the external injury medicine, he saw the leader Jianshuo coming out of the main room with a basin in his hand.

There are clothes in the basin...

"Leader, the medicine is here." Song Jian immediately returned to his serious reporting.

"Yeah." Han Suijing nodded, holding the basin and walking to the ginkgo tree in the yard, he hung the clothes one by one in the sun, turned around and walked under the eaves with the basin and took the bottle of external injury medicine.

Jianshuo slowly squatted down, opened the bottle cap, took off the wet towel on his knees, and sprayed some medicine.

He was very serious and meticulous in applying the medicine.

Song Jian touched his nose, turned his head and glanced at the rope under the tree. He found that in addition to women's clothes, there were also children's clothes, small pants, panties, women's panties, bras...

Before she knew it, Wang Ziru discovered that Song Jian was looking at the clothes drying on the rope, and her cheeks turned red.

Cheng Xueru came out and saw Song Jian and Xiao Zhantu, and asked them to stay for dinner before leaving.

Song Jian and the little warrior were both surprised. They didn't expect to be so lucky today. They were enjoying a feast by following Han Suijing to the village.

Song Jian had long wanted to have a good meal. He glanced at his leader secretly, and when he saw that the old man had acquiesced, he happily took Bao'er to the yard to pick pears.

At noon, the couple worked for several hours and prepared a sumptuous lunch.

Stewed wild mushroom chicken soup, stir-fried pork with green peppers, stir-fried beans, roasted eggplant, sugar-mixed tomatoes, and specially steamed rice were used to entertain the guests.

Song Jian and the little warrior were so eager to let the other person drink up all the chicken soup that they ate it with great relish.

After lunch, Han Suijing told Song Jian and Xiao Zhantu to wait for them at the fork in the road, then he took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Zhai Qingsong.

"Over the past few years, they have been taken care of by Brother Zhai. This is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it. If you have any problems in the future, just call me directly."

Zhai Qingsong took the thick envelope and found a wad of money inside. He was surprised and said, "You... this, we can't take your money."

"Yes, since we will be relatives in the future, leader, please don't be so polite." Cheng Xueru also refused to accept Han Suijing's money.

"Please accept it! Well, this time I came to the Ninth Division specifically to pick up them and their mother. They will live in Kun District in the future, and they will have many opportunities to come down and play." Han Suijing signaled Zhai Qingsong to accept this gift.

Zhai Qingsong looked at Wang Ziru hurriedly, "Sister-in-law, please say something."

The taciturn man was speechless and could only look to Wang Ziru for help.

Wang Ziru looked at the couple and said with a smile, "Brother, please accept it. You have cared for Baoer and me over the years, and I think this is a token of your appreciation. We are still a family in the future, so remember to come to us if you have any problems."

After a pause, she looked at Han Suijing, her heart trembling unconsciously, biting her lip, and said, "You probably already know that he is Baoer's biological father, so I won't explain it any further."

"Sister-in-law..." Zhai Qingsong's eyes were filled with tears, and he was reluctant to let Baoer leave the Zhai family.

He knew that once he left, Baoer would become a child of the Han family.

Zhai Qingsong hugged Baoer and kissed him, choking up and saying, "In the future, you must listen to your parents and come here to play during the summer vacation."

"Uncle, why are you crying? My mom and I will come to the village to play again." Baoer had no idea that after today's farewell, he didn't know when he would see his uncle again.

Wang Ziru was also in a bad mood and went outside to the yard to collect her half-dried clothes.

Han Suijing held Baoer in his arms, and the two of them walked out of the Cheng family yard and headed straight for the fork in the road. As they walked, the little guy seemed to sense something, and turned around and waved his little hands to his uncle and aunt.

"Are we going back to Kun District today?" Wang Ziru asked.

"Well, we have to go to Fu Xun to complete the formalities and remove Bao'er's procedures from Zhai Ximo's name." Han Suijing turned his face gently and looked at the little woman. Finally, the distant and blurry figure and her who was so close met each other truly.

Wang Ziru was slightly startled, and the words in her mind blurted out, "Should we still ask him to come?"

"Yes, he has to sign." The man spoke slowly.