Chapter 367 Tang Xuewen's New Life
After a night, Tang Xuewen, who hadn't had a nightlife for a long time, was like a withered plant that had been parched and received timely rain. In just one night, he became energetic and refreshed.
The same applies to Pang Juan.
Both of their faces looked rosier and more radiant than before.
Early in the morning, after Pang Juan finished getting ready, she said to Tang Xuewen, "Get a basin of water for my father-in-law and put it in front of him. Take the teacup and towel over so he can rinse his mouth properly. After you've finished getting ready for him, go and fetch two buckets of water."
Tang Xuewen was taken aback.
Because of the passionate and harmonious moments they had shared the previous night, he suppressed his chauvinistic temper and said, "You want me to serve your father-in-law? I'm not his son. I can fetch water, but I can't serve your father-in-law."
Pang Juan retorted, "If you help with the cooking, I can finish cooking faster. That's my father-in-law. There's a difference between men and women. If you don't cook, why should I? He's so old. The children will take your surname in the future. You should treat him a little better now, so he won't keep appearing in your dreams later."
Tang Xuewen: "..."
Is this spoken in human language?
The old man was very thin, had difficulty walking, and smelled bad. He really didn't have many years left to live.
Seeing that she didn't move, Pang Juan walked up to him and pinched the flesh on his waist. "We're going to live a good life together from now on. Your reputation was terrible before. You need to behave well from now on. If anyone says anything bad about you, I'll be the first to get angry with them."
The two went from being strangers to becoming close friends simply by sleeping together a few times.
However, after just one night, Tang Xuewen had completely forgotten about Miao Feng. He remembered that last night, he had whispered something suggestive in her ear.
Pang Juan pinched him and said, "Go get back to work."
Watching Tang Xuewen's retreating figure, Pang Juan thought to herself that she would have to ask Tang Xuewen to hand over his salary to the family in a few days. Her salary alone was already a bit of a strain on her family of three, and her son's appetite was growing bigger and bigger. Tang Xuewen, as the father, would have to contribute more in the future!
Tang Xuewen listened to Pang Juan and brought the basin of water to the old man who was sitting on the bed in a daze.
The old man smelled terrible, could not walk, and had to use the toilet in the hole he had carved out in the middle of the wooden bed.
When Tang Xuewen returned after fetching water, he saw the old man struggling to wipe his back with a towel while washing his face. He went up to him and said, "Uncle, let me wipe your back for you."
The old man was strong-willed by nature, and he waved his hand with a smile, saying that he could do it.
Tang Xuewen suddenly felt a little sorry for him.
He snatched the towel, washed it clean in the basin, wrung it out, and then began to scrub the old man's back.
Tang Xuewen scrubbed the old man's upper body clean, but it still smelled bad. He called Pang Juan's son to help him move the bed to the door, and then said to the boy, "Stretch your grandpa's legs more often after school. If you don't use your legs for a long time, the flesh on them will atrophy. In a little while, you should also tidy up this area and throw away anything that needs to be thrown away, otherwise it will attract flies in the summer."
The boy nodded obediently.
Tang Xuewen took another look at the child, assessed him in his mind, and felt that the child could be tamed.
Although the old man needs to be taken care of, he is reasonable and doesn't cause much trouble.
The child said to Tang Xuewen with a slight nervousness, "Uncle, my mom said that in a few days you should build a wall around the yard and build a small house inside the wall."
Tang Xuewen nodded and said, "Yes, I'll find some people to come and work together in the next few days. We'll build a small house in the yard, and then you and your grandfather will both have a place to live."
The child smiled and said, "Uncle is amazing, thank you, Uncle."
Just as Tang Xuewen was feeling pleased with himself, the old man waved and called out, "Little Tang, come here."
Tang Xuewen approached and asked, "Uncle, please tell me what's wrong."
The old man said, "Didn't the troupe set up a shoe-making class? I heard that you can get paid to make shoes. Anyway, I have nothing to do all day. Can you tell Juanzi to get me some shoe materials? I want to learn so I can earn some money for my family in the future."
Seeing him like this, Tang Xuewen felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.
If his father were still alive, he probably wouldn't be as ambitious as this old man.
"Uncle, wait for me. I'll buy you shoe material. Once you've practiced enough, I'll go get the material for you."
The old man sits at home all day with nothing to do, so learning something to do helps him pass the time.
The old man's face was covered in wrinkles, and when he frowned, his eyes were squeezed into slits by the loose wrinkles. He said, "Little Tang, you're a good person. Juanzi has a bad temper, but she's the only woman in the family who can take care of things. You should treat her well from now on. Her life hasn't been easy. She's stuck with my good-for-nothing son and me, this good-for-nothing old man. I don't know how much longer I can live, but I certainly won't be a burden to you for long. From now on, the family will have to rely on you to support it."
The old man's words gave Tang Xuewen the urge to "become a man who can support his family," and he vaguely felt that the rest of his life had value.
Tang Xuewen quickly said, "Don't worry, I will live a good life with Pang Juan, and I will take good care of the child. You are not young anymore, don't think so much."
Tang Xuewen felt a strange sensation in his heart.
When the environment around him is friendly, he wants to do good deeds to make others respect him more.
Looking back on his previous behavior of relentlessly pursuing Miao Feng, he realized he had lost his mind.
Pang Juan, who had seen everything, felt that Tang Xuewen was actually a person with a conscience.
His biggest flaw is that he likes to show off his power in front of women. Since they haven't been living together for long, he hasn't had a chance to show it yet, but Pang Juan isn't afraid.
Tang Xuewen went to work with a smug look on his face. Some people, seeing his radiant appearance, made a few sarcastic and unpleasant remarks.
Tang Xuewen's mouth wasn't just for show; he rattled off all those sarcastic remarks.
He knew about Pang Juan's general situation before they got married. After the marriage, Pang Juan's family treated him quite well, and Tang Xuewen has no complaints so far.
After Tang Xuewen finished arguing with someone, the squad leader instructed him: "Now that you're married, try to live a good life together. Try to control your temper in the future. It's not easy to have a wife. Don't let her cause you to get a divorce again."
Tang Xuewen said, "I know."
He couldn't bear to hit a woman like Pang Juan; at least for now, he had no intention of doing so.
In the vegetable-growing team's field, Song Lubai and Team Leader Cao took a walk around the field together.
The wind and sandstorms are very strong in April and May, and there are few sunny days. The air is always filled with a hazy gray.
Today it was particularly severe; a sandstorm blowing in from deep in the Gobi Desert turned the sky orange-red, and visibility was less than fifty meters.
This was the first time Song Lubai had seen such a severe sandstorm since arriving in Xinjiang; she felt like she was swallowing a mouthful of sand just by opening her mouth to speak.
It was time to go home and cook, and coincidentally, a few female comrades from the vegetable planting team were going to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things, so Song Lubai went with them.
Listening to what the girls were saying, Song Lubai asked curiously, "Zhao Lujun slapped himself? Why?"
“We don’t know why, but we saw it over by the jujube tree that day. Maybe Zhao Lujun angered Shen Lingyu. He even knelt down in front of Shen Lingyu and slapped himself while kneeling. It was a bit scary, so we didn’t dare to go that way.”
“We heard that Shen Lingyu and Zhao Lujun are from the same hometown. Zhao Lujun often comes to see Shen Lingyu. We heard recently that they are getting married. I think Zhao Lujun treats Shen Lingyu quite well. There aren’t many unmarried girls left in our vegetable-growing class. It’s just us few.”
Song Lubai said, "You are still young, there's no rush to get married."
One of the women joked, "You're about the same age as us, and you're already married."
Song Lubai said frankly, "My husband is a good person and has good prospects. We like each other, so I got married early."
The girls burst into laughter.
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