Chapter 61 Whitewash
Jiang Zhiluo said softly, "My father will be very happy too."
She hoped that her parents could earn copper coins, save silver, and live a better life.
Cui Hejin looked at Jiang Zhiluo smiling with her eyebrows curved, and his cold eyes seemed to be tinged with a hint of tenderness.
Old Madam Cui looked at the two of them calmly and felt that they were much better than before.
Newlyweds may not be familiar with each other at first, but she thinks they will naturally become close as time goes by.
Mrs. Cui thought that maybe she would have a grandson soon.
Mrs. Cui added, "Zhiluo, you and He Jin are husband and wife. If you have any questions, just ask him directly."
"When he was in the capital, He Jin read a lot of books since he was young. He also traveled and studied when he was young, so he knows a lot."
When Jiang Zhiluo heard about studying abroad, she became curious.
She looked at Cui Hejin with curiosity. Is studying abroad similar to traveling in the technological age?
Jiang Zhiluo was a little curious, but she held back and didn't ask any more questions.
Just like on the edge of a cliff in the mountains, he seemed to have saved her by hitting the snake in the weak spot with something.
She also had doubts in her heart, but she didn't ask too much.
They all have secrets from each other.
Mrs. Cui looked at Jiang Zhiluo busy burning firewood and hurried over to say, "Zhiluo, you've been busy all day and must be tired. Let me light the fire."
"Mom, it's okay. I'll boil the pot in a moment, put some firewood in and let it burn, and then I'll go to bed."
Jiang Zhiluo was indeed a little tired, but the current conditions at home did not allow her to have a good rest.
She had to earn money quickly so that she could buy a plot of land to build a house and buy land to grow crops, vegetables and fruits.
Building a house will make the space bigger and more comfortable.
She really wanted to have a study room where she could read and write, and also a bathroom where she could wash and bathe.
Otherwise, it would be very inconvenient to wash up near the stove at night.
The yards were all simple fenced courtyards, and there was no room to build side rooms.
Pine wax candles were lit in the room. Jiang Zhiluo pulled the bellows again and again, feeling a little weak and sleepy.
Cui Hejin saw Jiang Zhiluo rubbing her eyes vigorously, and sighed softly inwardly. He walked over, squatted down, pressed the handle of the bellows, and said, "Let me do it. Let's finish it sooner and rest earlier."
Jiang Zhiluo's fingers accidentally touched Cui Hejin's fingertips, and her hand loosened slightly as if it were an electric shock.
She turned her head and met Cui Hejin's eyes.
At this moment, the two of them were very close to each other, and there was a captivating and stubborn look in his eyes.
Jiang Zhiluo's eyes trembled, and her heart skipped a beat uncontrollably. She was a little overwhelmed and quickly avoided his sight.
"Okay, then help me light the fire first."
Jiang Zhiluo also understood Cui Hejin's eyes just now. She guessed that he would not go to rest alone until he finished his work.
Jiang Zhiluo hurriedly started to prepare braised pork offal.
When it's time to stew, it's easy.
"That's good. Just put some more firewood in and let it burn on its own in the stove."
Once you close the small door of the stove, the firewood will burn by itself inside. It will burn slower, but it will only take a few hours to stew.
The family washed up and went to bed.
After Jiang Zhiluo lay on the bed, her tense body relaxed slightly.
Maybe she was really too tired, and she fell asleep as soon as she lay down.
Cui Hejin lay down but couldn't fall asleep.
I wanted to say something, but when I heard my wife's shallow breathing, I knew she was tired and fell asleep.
Cui Hejin turned slightly to the side and saw her sleeping in the moonlight coming in through the window.
She was extremely beautiful, with an air of elegance and transcendence, but when she smiled at night, she looked like a dazzling camellia.
Her smooth black hair spread out beside the pillow. Perhaps because she slept a little restlessly, she moved slightly, pulling the quilt open a little, revealing the creamy skin at her collarbone.
The hair and skin create an extreme visual impact of black and white.
A dark light flashed across Cui Hejin's deep and picturesque eyes.
He gently reached out his hand, pulled the quilt up for her, tucked the corners gently, then turned around and lay down, avoiding her sight.
But after a long time, Cui Hejin still couldn't fall asleep, and the fragrance of a young girl seemed to linger in his nostrils.
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A good night's sleep
The next day, Jiang Zhiluo woke up early before dawn.
She had to scoop out the braised food and make chive dumplings so that she could fry them directly when she got to town.
Jiang Zhiluo got up very early, and when she was going to the field, she naturally had to pass by Cui Hejin.
She moved quietly, approaching the bed as usual.
But she forgot that she had sprained her foot last night, so when her foot hurt, she lost her balance and stumbled, about to fall.
Even though Jiang Zhiluo was very careful, she still fell to the ground.
Cui Hejin was actually a very light sleeper. As if he sensed something, he quickly sat up and reached out to protect Jiang Zhiluo.
But at the same time, Jiang Zhiluo suddenly fell into Cui Hejin's arms.
A faint fragrance suddenly rose into my nose.
"I'm...I'm sorry...I really didn't mean it."
It was the same last night. Cui Hejin would never suspect that she was always trying to find the chance to throw herself into his arms.
She really didn't.
At this moment, Jiang Zhiluo felt like crying but had no tears.
She raised her head and looked at Cui Hejin with watery and pitiful eyes, wanting him to believe her innocence.
At this moment, Cui Hejin still had his hand on Jiang Zhiluo's waist.
In the morning, with the beautiful and soft girl in his arms, Cui Hejin's eyes darkened, with a breathtaking and gorgeous color.
Cui Hejin rolled his throat and said in a low, hoarse voice, "It's okay, you get up first."
Listening to Cui Hejin's cold tone, Jiang Zhiluo nodded obediently and said, "Yeah, okay."
Then she hurriedly got up and got down to the ground in a panic, not caring whether her hands and feet were in the wrong position, and her whole body looked like she was running away.
Cui Hejin's long and helpless sigh was heard in the room.
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When Jiang Zhiluo got up and washed her face, she splashed cold water on her face, which made her feel a little more awake, and her face seemed to feel less hot.
Thinking about how she seemed to have put her hand on his chest and even sat on him, although she was not sure and even thought it might be an illusion, she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
"It must be an illusion!"
Jiang Zhiluo squatted in the corner washing leeks, and she wished she could put her head in the basin of water again to wash it.
"Cui Hejin, you don't think I have any improper thoughts about him, do you?"
"Oh, there's no way to whitewash it."
Thinking of the first few words Cui Hejin said, she had vowed that nothing would happen.
He probably didn't believe her.
Perhaps because of the reasons in that life, Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but care about what Cui Hejin thought of her.
"Zhiluo, what are you talking about? Whitewashing!"
When Jiang Zhiluo was struggling, a voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
But Jiang Zhiluo was scared.
"ah!"
"Be careful, your feet are not in good condition, don't fall." Old Madam Cui hurriedly supported Jiang Zhiluo.
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