Zhou Weiguang stared intently at the handkerchief, but made no move.
Qin Hanshu wanted to tidy up the drunk Zhou Ruilan, but seeing that Zhou Weiguang didn't move, she couldn't free her hands, so she urged, "Hurry up and take it, or your sweat will drip into the bowl."
Zhou Weiguang slowly reached out his hand.
After the handkerchief was delivered, Qin Hanshu helped Zhou Ruilan lie down on the kang (a heated brick bed) so she could rest for a while.
If she still wasn't fully awake, Zhou Weiguang would carry her to his room to sleep.
Next, Qin Hanshu turned down the air damper on the biogas stove, which reduced the fire and lowered the temperature of the kang (heated brick bed) in a short while.
She did all of this with practiced ease, as if she were in her own home.
The main reason is that she came so often that she naturally became skilled at it.
Zhou Weiguang's heart suddenly swelled up, so much so that it almost burst out of his throat, making him want to shout to release this inexplicable excitement.
Looking at the handkerchief in his hand, Zhou Weiguang didn't use it to wipe his sweat. But since he had already handled the handkerchief, it wouldn't be appropriate to return it.
I'll wash it again and return it to her later.
Zhou Weiguang put the handkerchief into his pocket, patted it carefully, and felt a secret, indescribable emotion in his heart.
Then he wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve.
Qin Hanshu sat back down on the kang and asked, "Are you feeling better? Are you still hot?"
Zhou Weiguang shook his head.
Although she had only eaten half a full meal, Zhou Ruilan was already drunk. Zhou Weiguang was a man of few words, and if they continued, she would run out of things to talk about.
So Qin Hanshu decided to take her leave.
Zhou Weiguang was stunned. Was he really leaving?
Qin Hanshu pretended to get off the kang (a heated brick bed), "Third Brother Zhou, keep an eye on Lan Hua, or carry her back to her own room so she can get a good night's sleep."
Zhou Ruilan had closed her eyes completely and was snoring softly.
She had a good drinking habit; when she got drunk, she just fell asleep without making a sound.
At least, he's much better than Zhou Weiguang, who rode a pig.
Thinking of this, Qin Hanshu couldn't help but laugh again. To cover it up, she quickly put on her coat and prepared to go out.
Zhou Weiguang then realized what was happening, got off the kang (a heated brick bed), and hesitated for a long time, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.
Finally, he asked Qin Hanshu to wait a moment and began rummaging through drawers and cabinets.
This is the room where Zhou Chang'an and Zhao Chunmiao slept. What is he looking for?
Finally, Zhou Weiguang walked up to Qin Hanshu with something in his hand.
"This is what my dad asked me to give to you."
Qin Hanshu's eyes slowly moved to his hands.
This is... a pack of cigarettes?
It's another pack of Zhonghua cigarettes!
Why did I give her cigarettes?!
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