Chapter 4 [Revision]
After dinner, Zhou Yao cleaned up the dishes skillfully and went to the kitchen.
Wen Yue was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed.
She saw Zhou Yao put the dishes and chopsticks into a wooden basin, picked up the loofah hanging on the wall, and scooped two scoops of water to wash the dishes.
"Wait." Wen Yue didn't expect Zhou Yao to take the initiative to wash the dishes. She was stunned for two seconds before she came to her senses. She called him and pointed at the iron pot and said, "There is hot water in the pot. Use hot water to wash the dishes. It will be cleaner."
She had just finished cooking and remembered that there might not be any detergent in the countryside at this time, so she scooped a few ladles of water into the pot after rinsing it and put two more pieces of firewood into the stove, intending to use the hot water to wash the dishes when the time came.
Without detergent, washing with hot water is barely acceptable. After all, it is something you ingest, so it must be kept clean and hygienic.
"Tsk." Zhou Yao raised his head and glanced at me expressionlessly, pursing his thin lips. His narrow and long red phoenix eyes under his thick sword-like eyebrows looked very oppressive. "Is it really necessary to go to so much trouble?"
Wen Yue looked back with sparkling eyes: "You just promised to listen to me. Plain water can't clean it. You must use hot water."
Zhou Yao: “.”
Well, now we are starting to use chicken feathers as a token of authority.
With a sour face, he poured out the cold water in the basin and scooped up the steaming hot water in the pot.
Wen Yue narrowed her eyes upon seeing this and walked to the stove to take a look.
The fire in the stove had gone out. She picked up a bundle of hay, took out a match, and thought about lighting a fire and boiling a pot of hot water to clean all the furniture in the house.
The dry grass ignites easily, but it goes out soon after being put into the stove.
Wen Yue was stunned.
What's going on?
She took a match and relit the straw, then put it in the stove, and it went out again after a few seconds.
“…”
Is it so difficult to light a fire?
Just when Wen Yue was confused, a pair of large hands with distinct joints appeared beside her, took the matches from her hands, used pliers to pick out the half-burned hay, silently lit the hay and put it into the stove, then held the pliers and poke it twice, and the hay was successfully burned.
Zhou Yao stuffed another bundle of hay in, and then put in some firewood.
The orange-red color was reflected vividly in the warm and dark eyes, and the pale lips were slightly open, with surprise and embarrassment coexisting.
"If you keep burning like this, a hundred boxes of matches won't be enough." Zhou Yao said sarcastically.
He was half bent over, with his tall and broad chest a few centimeters behind Wen Yue. At first glance, it seemed as if he was holding Wen Yue in his arms.
The two of them were very close to each other. Wen Yue blushed awkwardly as she smelled the refreshing soapberry scent on the man.
"I want to heat some water to wash everything in the house." She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and a blush appeared on her palm-sized fair face. "Can you help me move the tables and chairs out later?"
Zhou Yao didn't notice anything was wrong, and after making sure the fire wouldn't go out again, he stood up. He glanced at the little girl sitting on the bench, and his eyes swept over her slender wrist, "Okay."
The water boiled, Wen Yue poured some cold water into the basin and walked out with it.
When I went out, I found that Zhou Yao had moved all the tables and chairs in the room and placed them in the yard. He also swept the poultry excrement on the ground to the doors of the other two families, making a clean area.
The sun was scorching at this point, and Zhou Yao casually took off his dark blue jacket, revealing the white sweatshirt underneath.
The weather was hot and humid, and beads of sweat appeared on his body. His honey-colored muscles, stained with crystal sweat, showed beautiful and powerful muscle lines in the mist of the sun. As he moved, his strong arms were bulging with blue veins, full of explosive power.
When she bends down, her clothes roll up, revealing her slender waist, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the waist-to-shoulder ratio is amazing.
With this figure and this look, he is really amazing. If he were in the entertainment industry, he would make a lot of money. I estimate that his wife fans combined could circle the earth ten times.
Wen Yue glanced at it, and then glanced again.
When looking for a man, you really have to look for a handsome one, at least he is pleasing to the eye and makes you feel good. For example, now she has unilaterally forgiven him for making her cry fiercely just now.
Wen Yue raised her eyebrows and placed the basin on the steps. She picked up a rag, wet it with hot water, and placed it directly on the tabletop, then scrubbed it vigorously.
The tabletop was very dirty, probably because it had not been washed since it was brought home, and a thin layer of grease had accumulated. She used all her strength to wipe off a little bit of the stain.
After working for a while, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and his little face turned pale, as if he would faint at any moment.
Zhou Yao: "...Don't wash it, let me do it."
He didn't want to go to the hospital again.
"Ah?" Wen Yue stopped moving, took a deep breath, and had some ringing in her ears: "What did you say? Say it again, I didn't hear you."
Zhou Yao was too lazy to talk, so he walked up to her, snatched the rag from her hand, and pushed her into the house not so gently: "Stay away, don't block the way."
It’s really troublesome. I have no idea what I can do with my small body.
With a stern face, he casually wiped the table twice with a rag in his hand, and half of the stains that seemed very stubborn to Wen Yue were immediately gone.
She widened her eyes in surprise, her bloodless lips slightly parted, and her voice was extremely soft: "You wiped it so fast, I couldn't wipe it just now, Zhou Yao, you are so amazing!"
Zhou Yao sneered and ignored him.
Seeing that he was working hard, Wen Yue rested for a while. After she recovered, she took a broom into the room, swept the dust on the floor, and turned back to shake the sheets on the bed.
It smells moldy.
It’s too late to wash it now. Take it out to dry first, and then take it down and wash it tomorrow!
She walked out holding the sheet, hung it on the only clothesline without any clothes on it, and patted it twice.
Zhou Yao had already washed the table and started to wash the stools. Wen Yue hung up the quilt and went back into the room to tidy up the mess on the desk. He threw away the useless garbage and put the useful ones aside.
To be honest, she also wanted to take down the mosquito net and wash it, but she wouldn't.
Forget it, let Zhou Yao come.
Wen Yue clapped her hands and turned to sort out other things.
"Brother Yao! Brother!"
Zhou Yao heard the sound outside the courtyard and raised his eyelids to take a look. Standing outside the courtyard gate were two young men, grinning brilliantly.
He said nothing, and the two of them walked in familiarly.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Fang Shitao scratched his head.
Zhou Yao glanced at him and said, "I'm taking a shower."
Fang Shitao: “Ah?”
"Stupid, can't you see that Brother Yao is washing furniture? Why are you asking?" Ren Yeliang patted his head and then stepped forward to help. "Brother, the villagers said that you beat your daughter-in-law into the hospital. What happened?"
"They are just spreading rumors."
Zhou Yao didn't explain too much. He threw the black cloth into the wooden basin. Looking at the clean tables and chairs, he thought to himself that they were not black. He thought they were originally that color.
After finishing the work, he said to the two of them, "What's up?"
"Yes." Ren Yeliang lowered his voice, "Brother, you forgot, Boss Sun will come from Shanghai tomorrow, and we asked him to bring the things..."
Zhou Yao was stunned for a moment. There had been so many things going on recently that he had indeed forgotten about this.
Seeing that he didn't reply, Ren Yeliang chuckled twice, frowned and said, "It's normal to forget. Brother just got married, so it's going to be sweet for a few days. Brother, how does it feel to have a wife? Are you very happy?"
"Get lost." Zhou Yao raised his foot and kicked over. "Want to know how to find a wife?"
"Zhou Yao, can you help me take down the mosquito net? I want to wash it..." Wen Yue stopped talking immediately when he saw two strange figures appear in his sight.
"Hello, sister-in-law!" Ren Yeliang was a very outgoing person. He greeted her with a smile and even pulled Fang Shitao along with him. "What are you doing standing there like an idiot? Go get some help."
Fang Shitao scratched the back of his head and smiled innocently: "Hello, sister-in-law."
"Hello." Wen Yue smiled, her sweet almond eyes curved into a crescent shape, but she was actually very embarrassed. "You guys chat, I'll continue to organize my things."
He said as he stepped back.
Zhou Yao followed and asked, "Aren't you going to take down the mosquito net?"
He walked into the house and found it much tidier. The things that were scattered all over the table were now neatly arranged.
Not only is it clean, it's also much brighter.
Zhou Yao took in the changes and said nothing. He took down the mosquito net and held it in his arms: "Don't bother with that. Go and have a rest. Don't go to the hospital again."
Wen Yue responded obediently.
She also felt how weak this body was. Cleaning the toilet was like running a 1,000-meter race. Not only was she gasping for breath from exhaustion, but she also had ringing ears, dizziness, and nausea.
You really need to take a break.
She curled up on her side and soon fell asleep.
When Zhou Yao moved the table in, he noticed the figure lying on the bed, paused, and slowed down his movements.
"Brother, are you going to the market with my sister-in-law?" Ren Yeliang and Fang Shitao were squatting beside a large wooden tub, helping to wash the mosquito net. Both of them worked very efficiently.
Zhou Yao shook his head without hesitation: "No, she's not in good health, just stay at home."
It takes three or four hours to get from the village to the city, which is too much for Wen Yue's small body.
Ren Yeliang smiled and said, "Brother feels sorry for his sister-in-law."
Zhou Yao ignored him.
He was just afraid that Wen Yue would faint and go to the hospital again. The hospital was an irritating place to look at and he didn't want to go there again. What did it have to do with heartache?
If I have to say it, it's because I feel sorry for the money.
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