When Lu Zhaolin saw that Song Qinghe's emotions had finally stabilized, his heart also settled down.
Fortunately, they have reached a temporary agreement.
See? His wife is actually quite reasonable.
Song Qinghe didn't want to make things difficult for him, nor did she force Lu Zhaolin to pay her share of the grain tax.
She's not the kind of woman who can't sleep without a man, so there's no need for her to.
After the meal, Song Qinghe took the initiative to clear away the dishes and chopsticks.
Lu Zhaolin was eager to do it, but she stopped him with a look. His back wasn't fully healed yet, so it was better for him to behave himself.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be so polite.
Seeing Song Qinghe's serious expression, Lu Zhaolin didn't stop her. His wife cared about him, so there was no reason to stop her.
If I were to actually stop it, there would probably be another conflict.
But his wife is really caring.
After Song Qinghe finished tidying up, she wanted to come over and help him, not knowing how his back was.
We still need to be careful; it wouldn't be good if someone so young developed some kind of chronic illness.
Song Qinghe felt that she was so young, yet she was already worrying about everything he did.
But then again, if you don't cherish your own man, why should someone else cherish him?
"Are you feeling better? How about I give you a massage?"
"Much better!"
Lu Zhaolin spoke frankly, saying that Old Liu was indeed quite skilled. Although he had always looked down on him, Old Liu's medical expertise was still quite profound.
Afraid that Song Qinghe would worry, he even stood up and spun around twice on his own initiative.
Song Qinghe fell silent. Could it be the magic spring water?
This is the second time she has used the spiritual spring water to save someone, and it seems to have worked quite well.
Even someone as capable as Grandpa Zhou could be saved, so Lu Zhaolin should be able to do it too.
Perhaps Lu Zhaolin's body can be nourished by the spiritual spring water, which would be good.
Speaking of Grandpa Zhou, I wonder how he is doing now.
His family has all come here, and it's not very interesting for him to be alone in Shanghai. He'll have to find a way to bring them over later.
Lu Zhaolin spun around like he was showing off, only to find that Song Qinghe's gaze wasn't even on him, and he immediately panicked.
"Honey, I feel much better, let's go and rest!"
"Oh, okay."
Song Qinghe responded, having finally learned her lesson after yesterday's ordeal.
In any case, we can't let Lu Zhaolin run wild today.
Even if you want children, you really need to plan this out carefully. As for everything else, that can take a backseat.
Lu Zhaolin went to sleep happily, but before he could even get close to Song Qinghe, she kicked him aside.
He was also told to go to his supervisor tomorrow to request a few blankets, as the two of them couldn't continue sleeping so crampedly.
Lu Zhaolin felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, feeling chilly and uncomfortable from head to toe.
"Honey, haven't we already moved on from what happened before?"
“Yes, it’s over.” Song Qinghe was worried that he would misunderstand, so she took the initiative to say, “It’s over, but before your back injury is fully healed, you shouldn’t do anything, otherwise I’m worried that something might happen to your body.”
"Won't."
"Have you forgotten what Dr. Liu said?"
Song Qinghe remembered it clearly: everything had to be based on Lu Zhaolin's health.
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