After getting up the next day, I observed her throughout the day and found that her behavior when alone very much met the criteria of one word.
The word is "lady of noble family".
No matter what she does, she has a kind of temperament that makes me feel that our old house is like some kind of quaint mansion, and she, the eldest lady, lives in the house.
I thought about it and felt that I was overthinking. It has been many years since feudal superstition was abolished. How could I still have such thoughts?
I noticed that she got up very early in the morning.
Every morning at 5 o'clock, I would get up for a morning jog. When I got home at around 6 o'clock, I found that she had already gotten up and was sitting by the window reading a book.
"Why don't you go outside and look? The light is too weak."
She shook her head. "My mother and sisters-in-law are busy outside and won't let me help. I feel embarrassed to sit under their noses and read."
When he talks now, he is not as shy as he was last night. Maybe it’s because after sleeping with me for a night, he found that I am not that scary.
When I thought of this, I had an idea and took out a few tickets for the Great Unity and some small items from the things I brought back and handed them to her.
"Mother has never allowed my sisters-in-law to hide their own money. You don't have any source of money. Since I am your husband, I will make sure you live comfortably. You can use this money to buy anything you want, or even some clothes."
She nodded, took it, counted it, put it in the secret pocket of her trousers, and thanked me in a soft voice.
I just said, there's no need to be polite between couples.
After observing her for a few more days, I found that her life was very regular. Every day she read books, taught children to read, and wrote something herself.
Sometimes I would secretly flip through her notebook and found that what she wrote was very interesting. They were short stories about the children at home. They made it seem very warm and loving.
It seems that she is slowly accepting this family.
From the clothes and luggage she brought from the educated youth camp, it can be seen that she must be a girl from a good family, and it will definitely take her some time to integrate into our family after she marries.
During those few days, I did not see the educated youth named Chen Panpan come to see her. No, it should be said that no educated youth came to see her.
Maybe she didn't have much contact with the educated youth point.
I thought that her relationship with her family would become better and better, and her relationship with the educated youth would become less and less close, so there was no need to mention the things that my brother mentioned to her.
After observing her for a few days, I began to travel back and forth between the commune and home, and started to set up a stage for my own show.
During that time, I didn't pay much attention to her. She lived a very casual and comfortable life. She wouldn't pay much attention to me when I came home, and she wouldn't make any trouble when I wasn't at home.
It's fine this way.
But I hope that our relationship can become more and more harmonious, just like the relationship between her and her children at home or between her and her eldest sister-in-law.
After all, if a man marries a wife and she is the type he likes, can he resist the urge to develop feelings for her?
I didn't do anything rash during this period. Firstly, I was afraid that the wife I had finally pulled out of her shell would shrink back into it. Secondly, I was too busy at the venue and couldn't spare any time to go home and be with her.
Maybe she would feel even more uncomfortable with me at home.
Later, I heard from my sister-in-law that she was cheated by Chen Panpan several times. Although they were not big deals, the way she acted like she was cheated by Chen Panpan but still thought Chen Panpan was the best to her really made my eyes uncomfortable.
If my eyes were uncomfortable, my heart would naturally be uncomfortable too. I seldom went home during that period of time because I was thinking about many things. Out of sight, out of mind. I worked hard to set up the place and complete the task. I'll talk about the relationship later.
It is not necessarily true that many people of the older generation have true love when they get married. After I'm done with this busy period, if she is still willing to live with me, then we can lead a normal married life.
If she doesn't want to, then we can just consider our home as a temporary refuge for her and divorce will be easy.
Since I stopped going home, she would occasionally come to the commune with my sister-in-law.
Sometimes she came to buy something, and sometimes her sister-in-law said she taught every day and took her out to exercise and relax.
Every time she came to the commune, she would come to my place and bring me some small things she made by herself, sometimes exquisite bookmarks made from leaves, sometimes some fruits she learned to make from her sister-in-law, and she would also bring me some interesting travel notes that she found from somewhere.
Through the things she brought, I gradually got to know her. She is actually a very rich girl with a quiet and simple temperament and she doesn't like to fight for things.
One time when she came to see me again, I asked her, "Niannian, why did you listen to my mother and go on a blind date with me?"
"Ah?" She seemed to have not expected me to ask her that. After hearing the question clearly, she blushed again, "I'm telling you, don't laugh at me."
After hearing my agreement, she said, "I had just been in the brigade for less than two months. I was sore all over from working and had fallen ill several times. Panpan told me to find a local to marry. She said she saw that the wives here were assigned lighter jobs."
This "Panpan" is really everywhere.
I asked her again, "Do you regret doing this? Do you regret marrying me?"
When I asked this question, I was actually a little nervous, right? After all, I have always had a good impression of my wife. I can’t say I love her, but I feel that if I could like her, it would definitely be a girl like my wife.
"Of course I don't regret it." My wife answered without any hesitation, "If I hadn't chosen to marry you at that time, I might have died here, either from exhaustion or illness. Anyway, I wouldn't be standing in front of you and chatting with you like I am now."
She still saw it very clearly.
I don't know why, but when she said she might have died in this place, I felt a pain in my heart.
Maybe it’s because I feel that someone as simple and kind as my wife shouldn’t die so easily.
We just kept dating quietly like this, not like a married couple who had already obtained a marriage certificate, but more like a young couple who were dating.
I don’t know what my wife is thinking, but I have started to like her. If she is willing, I will tell her about my current situation, give her things she likes, pity her and love her, and live a normal married life with her.
I felt that she was also interested in me, so I wanted to plan a special atmosphere to express my feelings to her.
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