She pounded her shoulder with one hand, "Today was quite fulfilling. My bones feel like they're about to fall apart. I need to take a good bath today."
Xie Zhiyan placed a pair of strong hands on her shoulders, pressing them gently. "Thanks to you today, otherwise I wouldn't know how to say so many things. Thank you for your hard work."
Shu Ying turned around and met Xie Zhiyan's eyes. Her pupils reflected his face. "So how are you going to thank me? I won't accept it if it's not sincere."
Xie Zhiyan put one arm around her waist and changed the subject, "Didn't you just say you wanted to take a bath? I'll go and boil some water for you now. You've had a long day, get some rest."
Shu Ying snorted lightly, "I knew you weren't sincere. I've already boiled the water beforehand. You can go back inside now."
However, since they were family, she hadn't originally intended for Xie Zhiyan to do anything.
After a long day, a quick shower isn't enough to relieve her fatigue, and she doesn't worry about being disturbed when she goes to the bathroom.
Xie Zhiyan looked at her gloomy expression, and finally nodded and went back to his room.
After locking the bathroom door, Shu Ying mixed some spiritual spring water.
The hot water in the bathtub was at the perfect temperature. She soaked in the tub, feeling her pores open up and every inch of her skin enjoying the sensation.
She splashed some water onto her shoulders, then sank down until her entire body, except for her head, was submerged. The warm steam from the water warmed her face, and Shu Ying let out a long sigh of relief, closing her eyes in enjoyment.
In Shanghai, she could take a bath openly, but in Beijing, she had to hide many things from people. Fortunately, her mother left her a good place, which was relatively more convenient.
Her skin, soaked in the spiritual spring water, was delicate and fair. Her muscles, which had been stiff all day, finally relaxed. Perhaps because she had lost her parents, Shu Ying was both nervous and expectant about Song Zhaodi and Huang Meiling's reunion.
She turned to look at the makeshift cubicle that Song Zhaodi had set up in the courtyard. Although the space inside wasn't very big, it was perfectly adequate for a normal shower.
At first, the bathroom in the house was not connected to the water supply and drainage, so even taking a shower was a problem. It was Song Zhaodi who found some simple wooden planks and put buckets of water on the roof. Her arrival made the originally troublesome problems much simpler.
Shu Ying raised her head and looked out the window at the twinkling stars in the dark sky. One arm stretched out of the fish tank as she murmured to herself.
"Mom and Dad, it must be because you are watching over me and the child from heaven, right?"
Her only regret was that she could no longer reunite with her parents; the family's happiness had ultimately become an illusion.
No matter how much I do, I can only see my parents in my dreams in the future.
Her nose felt a little sore, and she supported her head with one hand. Her long hair was wet with water, giving her the beauty of a woman emerging from a bath.
"Mom and Dad, don't worry, I'm doing very well now. My parents-in-law are very kind to me and my child, and Sister Song is also a very honest person. I've learned a lot from her. In the last two days, I've even learned how to grow vegetables. You would never guess that."
A capable, hardworking, and simple person like Song Zhaodi should not be confined to that failed marriage.
A woman may have countless facets, but she should never be saddened or disheartened.
Now she has another option, and from now on, every path she takes will have endless possibilities.
As for Zhou Dawei, it has finally become just a past experience. All that's left is time to let go of the pain, but the lessons learned will help her grow faster and faster.
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