Chapter 128 Since I'm going to sleep anyway, is there any difference between sleeping during the day and sleeping at night?
The two best friends chatted about a lot of fresh gossip; the freshest gossip in Huai Shu Village came from the Liu family.
A family of five had their left legs broken. They emptied their savings to barely get their legs reattached and will need to stay home for several months to recover.
In other words, the Liu family has had no income at all in the past few months and is living off their savings.
That's why the Liu family doesn't dare to eat dry food; they have to sell the saved grain to make money.
After a while, they all became thin from hunger. Kong Dazhuang, who was the least favored, was almost skin and bones. It was said that he was only given one bowl of thin porridge a day.
Today is Lunar New Year's Eve, and the Liu family has no ingredients to cook for their New Year's Eve dinner. That's why Liu Huazhi went to her uncle's house to borrow tofu.
The tofu that had been borrowed with great difficulty was covered in mud after Sheng An stirred it up, and Liu Huazhi was bound to get a scolding when she got home.
Imagining Liu Huazhi's miserable state, Zhang Zhaodi felt no sympathy: "She caused my aunt to have a bloody head; it's already generous of us not to break her head."
As she spoke, she laughed again: "I don't know which hero did it, but they couldn't even put together a pair of good legs for their whole family. During that time, everyone in the village was terrified, afraid that their family members would have their legs broken in the middle of the night."
Sheng An felt embarrassed and quickly changed the subject: "Are you going to your aunt's house to pay New Year's respects after the New Year? I visited her a few days ago, and she kept talking about you."
Zhang Zhaodi nodded hurriedly: "Yes, I will go. Si Kui will come to my house to pay his respects on the first day of the Lunar New Year, and then I will go back with him."
Sheng An's eyes lit up: "That's perfect! I'll also visit my aunt's house on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. I'll bring a deck of cards, and we can play cards together."
Zhang Zhaodi immediately agreed.
Sheng An reminded him, "On that day, Da Kui's aunts will definitely come, and they'll probably ask about your family. You'd better decide how to go back."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhaodi became somewhat nervous: "I've met his aunts before, but my aunt was injured and I didn't let them have any contact with her. I don't know if they're easy to get along with."
Sheng An comforted her, "It's alright. They're just relatives. They won't live under the same roof as you. Just keep things on the surface."
Zhang Zhaodi thought about it and realized that it made sense. She immediately relaxed and said, "That's right. I've only ever heard of sisters-in-law having conflicts, but I've never heard of an aunt having a conflict with her nephew's wife."
With her mother-in-law backing her up, she really had nothing to be afraid of.
Sheng An thought for a moment and then added, "Da Kui's third aunt doesn't speak very nicely and likes to nitpick. If she nitpicks at you the other day, just pretend to be wronged. The other three aunts will talk about her."
Zhang Zhaodi thought carefully for a moment and asked, "Is Third Aunt the one with the vertical line between her eyebrows?"
Sheng An frowned: "How did you know? Did she say something to you that day?"
Zhang Zhaodi shook her head: "She didn't say anything, but the way she looked at me was strange. I couldn't tell if she was disgusted or looking down on me."
Sheng An was speechless: "That's just her problem, she looks down on this and despises that, don't take it to heart."
Zhang Zhaodi laughed and said, "I certainly wouldn't care about unimportant people."
If her future mother-in-law disliked or looked down on her, she might selectively give in. After all, she was just a married aunt; she wouldn't swallow her anger.
At noon, Zhang Zhaodi and her daughter prepared a sumptuous lunch to entertain Sheng An and his group, and the atmosphere at the table was extremely lively.
Zhang's mother actually raised her wine glass to toast Sheng An: "An'an, we are where we are today because of Zhao Di. You are Zhao Di's benefactor, and therefore the benefactor of our whole family. This glass of wine is for you, Auntie."
Sheng An hurriedly stood up: "Auntie, Zhao Di is my good friend. I'm just saying it, so I don't deserve your thanks."
Mother Zhang shook her head, her eyes a little red: "Thank you, thank you. If it weren't for your encouragement of Zhaodi, how could she have developed a bamboo weaving skill that could earn money? It was also because of you that she had the opportunity to meet Da Kui. You are practically their matchmaker."
During that period, Zhao Di had a bad reputation, and families who wanted to date her were all hoping to get a bargain.
It's not that she wants to sell her daughter; it's that her daughter is a perfectly good girl, how could she marry those divorced men and good-for-nothing scoundrels?
It wasn't until Zhao Di and Da Kui got engaged and the in-laws gave her a dowry of thirty taels of silver that her family could finally hold their heads high in the village, and no one pointed fingers at Zhao Di anymore.
For this alone, she will be grateful to An'an for the rest of her life.
At Zhang's mother's insistence, Sheng An drank the wine in the glass, but his feelings were very complicated.
In her past life, Da Kui died because of her, making Zhao Di a widow. Although it wasn't her fault, she couldn't help but feel guilty towards Zhao Di in the face of the Zhang family's gratitude.
Zhang Zhaodi was completely unaware of her best friend's thoughts and kept piling food into her bowl, urging her to eat more.
After dinner, the already gloomy sky darkened even more, as if shrouded in an impenetrable gray fog, threatening to snow at any moment.
Sheng An and his group did not linger, and boarded a donkey cart to return to the city, watched by the Zhang family.
As soon as we entered the city, tiny snowflakes began to fall gently.
Sheng An saw it through the car window and couldn't help but reach out to take it.
It feels cool to the touch and melts into water very quickly.
Grandma Sheng quickly took her granddaughter's hand and closed the car window tightly: "It's very cold, don't catch a cold during the New Year."
Sheng An, being mischievous, opened the carriage door again and asked Xu Jinnian, who was driving, "Can you hurry up? If the snow gets too heavy, your clothes will get wet and you'll easily get sick."
Xu Jinnian freed one hand and pressed his wife's head back into the car: "I'm fine, you sit still and don't attract attention."
Sheng An thought of his eight-pack abs, which provided her with warmth like a giant furnace every night, so she no longer worried that he would catch a cold. She closed the car door and sat down obediently.
The snow gradually fell heavier and heavier, and a rustling sound came from the roof of the car. Before long, the ground was covered with a thin layer of white snow.
When they returned to the small building, the snow was half the height of their shoes, and Xu Jinnian's jet-black hair was completely soaked.
Sheng An quickly grabbed a dry towel and stood on tiptoe to wipe him: "Your body temperature is high, and the snow that fell has melted. Go upstairs and change your clothes."
Xu Jinnian smiled and pulled her upstairs.
This kind of weather is perfect for sleeping.
Sheng An couldn't resist the temptation of sleeping in, and she got into bed faster than Xu Jinnian, her eyes sparkling as she watched him take off his soaked outer clothes and half-wet cotton clothes, revealing his snow-white undergarments.
The undergarment was thin, and with the man's unintentional movements, the clearly defined eight-pack abs were revealed, making the half-concealed look even more alluring.
As the saying goes, "when people are well-fed and warm, they think about sex." Sheng An and Xu Jinnian's sex life wasn't very frequent. At her insistence, they would only have sex once every other day, although each time lasted a bit long.
At this moment, Sheng An lay in the cold bed, but a restless feeling welled up inside her, and her gaze toward Xu Jinnian gradually became fiery...
I'm going to sleep anyway, so is there any difference between sleeping during the day and sleeping at night?
The answer is—no!
Go to bed early and enjoy life!
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