On New Year's Eve, before five in the morning, He Yan opened his eyes and pushed his father to get up to paste the Chinese character "福". He Dongchuan opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the oil paper on the window, it was pitch black outside, and slapped him back into the quilt.

He Yan had no choice but to continue sleeping, but he was too excited and couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning.

When it was almost dawn, there was some movement outside. He Yan pushed his father again: "Dad, someone got up!"

Because He Yan tossed and turned, He Dongchuan barely slept for the entire hour. When he was woken up by He Yan, his face was very gloomy and his voice was very low: "Can't you get up by yourself?"

"I can get up, but it's too dark."

He Dongchuan let out a long sigh, then got up and went to light the kerosene lamp.

With a click, the kerosene lamp on the table lit up with an orange light. At first, the candlelight was dim and could only illuminate the area around the desk, but as time passed, the candlelight became brighter and brighter, filling the entire room.

He Yan moved his butt to sit at the end of the bed and took out his own clothes from the clothes hanging on the shelf.

Although it is said that new clothes should be worn during the New Year, due to limited conditions, the autumn clothes, autumn pants and sweaters he wore were all bought before and have been worn for several months. However, the cotton jacket and pants are new, all in black, and look very handsome.

He Yan felt good about himself. After putting on his clothes, he couldn't help but turn around twice. It was a pity that there was no mirror in front of him, otherwise he could have taken a picture.

After turning around, He Yan raised his head and saw He Dongchuan lying down again. He asked, "Dad, aren't you going to get up?"

"Let's talk about it later." The vacation was too long and He Dongchuan occasionally wanted to take a nap.

He Yan was a little disappointed: "I wanted to paste the word 'Fu' with you."

"There's no rush. You can put it on after breakfast."

"Then why did I get up so early?"

He Dongchuan turned his head and asked in confusion, "Didn't you want to get up on your own?"

He Yan: “…”

Having already gotten up, He Yan didn't want to lie down again. After standing there hesitantly for a while, he went out with the toothbrush and enamel cup.

It was Su's mother who got up outside. She was already busy in the kitchen. When she saw He Yan walk in, she was quite puzzled: "Why did you get up so early today?"

"I want to get up early to paste the word 'Fu'." He Yan said.

“That’s a good feeling.”

Su's mother smiled and praised Yan for his diligence, but he didn't smile after hearing that. Instead, he sighed and said, "But Dad doesn't want to get up. He said he would paste it after dinner."

"Well." Seeing his disappointed face, Su's mother thought for a moment and said, "It's okay. Brush your teeth first. I'll go get your second uncle and have him help you put on the stickers."

"Uncle, are you willing to get up?" He Yan asked. Since he came to the Su family, he had never seen his uncle get up early.

Su's mother said confidently, "I am his mother. I tell him to get up, and he has to get up even if he doesn't want to! Go brush your teeth. I will go and call him now."

As he said this, he put down the work in his hands, went to the room where his second son and his family slept, knocked on the door, and called Su Guoping's name.

After just two shouts, He Jinlan's voice came from the room: "I'm here."

After a while, the door was opened from the inside. He Jinlan asked while buttoning her cotton jacket, "Mom, what do you want to call Guoping for?"

"What could I ask him for so early in the morning? Of course I want to wake him up," said Su's mother as she walked in and lifted the quilt from Su Guoping's body. "What time is it? Are you still sleeping?"

Su Guoping shivered from the cold, opened his eyes and looked out the door, wailing, "It's still too early!"

"What do you mean early? It's already past six o'clock. He Yan is already up. Can't you be a little more diligent? It's New Year's Eve. Do you really need me to tell you to do something? Hurry up and put up the couplets your father wrote."

"There's no rush to put up the Spring Festival couplets! Mom, please let me sleep a little longer, okay?"

"If you are not anxious, then I am!" Su's mother was ruthless and threatened, "If you don't get up soon, the red envelope will be gone!"

Su Guoping suddenly came to his senses, smiled, and asked, "Mom, are you talking about the red envelope that Dad promised me?"

"What do you think?" Su's mother smiled.

Su Guoping swallowed his saliva and asked excitedly: "Can I ask how much money is in the red envelope?"

"How much money is given depends on your performance, doesn't it?" Su's mother said, her expression instantly changed from gentle breeze and drizzle to violent storm, "I'm telling you, Su Guoping, your performance during this period is very unsatisfactory to your mother. If you don't perform well for me today, forget about the red envelope."

After saying this, Su's mother turned around and walked out.

Su Guoping hurriedly climbed out of bed, still shouting: "I will perform, I will perform well now."

Ten minutes later, Su Guoping, who was sighing, started to paste Spring Festival couplets and blessing characters with the excited He Yan.

Most of the houses in Sujia Brigade are in the shape of a Chinese character “目”, with the main room in the middle, and doors at the front and back, and the doors of the sleeping rooms on both sides facing the main room. Therefore, Spring Festival couplets are only posted on the front and back doors, and not on the rooms inside.

But because the rooms of the Su family were built spaciously, the house plan was a little different. It was L-shaped, with a room between the rooms on both sides and the main hall, so when they were built, the door of each room opened outwards.

This also resulted in the Su family needing several more iron Spring Festival couplets than most other families. Fortunately, Su's father could write calligraphy, so they just had to buy some more red paper for the New Year.

Because He Yan was anxious to paste the word "Fu" he wrote, they started from Su Ting's room.

Su Guoping is lazy, but he is not lazy with his mouth. He couldn't stay idle when pasting Spring Festival couplets. He took the couplets with paste and pasted them on the door while chatting with He Yan: "Are your parents still sleeping?"

"Yes."

"Doesn't your father usually get up very early? Why is he still sleeping?"

He Yan helped to press the Spring Festival couplets onto the wall, shaking his head and saying, "I don't know, anyway, Dad has to sleep."

"Just sleeping?"

"What else can I do?"

"That can be done..." Su Guoping didn't finish his words. He remembered that the person standing in front of him was a child, so he coughed and said, "Like being in a daze or something."

He Yan said "oh" and returned to the dining table in the yard. He picked up the word "Fu" he had written yesterday and smeared paste on it while saying, "But Dad doesn't usually daydream."

"Maybe he was chatting with your mother." Su Guoping took the blessing character, put it in front of the door and asked, "Is this okay? Is it right?"

He Yan now knows how to paste the word "Fu". He doesn't think it's strange to see him holding it upside down. He looks at it and says, "Okay."

Su Guoping pasted the word "Fu" on the door, and then pasted the ears on the door.

Seeing his actions, He Yan widened his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Tsk!" Su Guoping put his hand to his lips and said softly, "I'm just listening casually."

"Listen to what?"

"hear……"

Su Guoping hadn't finished speaking when he felt something was wrong. Just as the thought flashed through his mind, he saw He Yan straighten his body with his chest puffed out and his head raised, and asked in a loud voice: "Dad! Are you up?"

Su Guoping smiled dryly and turned his head to meet his brother-in-law's serious gaze. He quickly took a half step back, stood up straight and said, "I'm pasting Spring Festival couplets and the word 'Fu'. The word 'Fu' written by Xiaoyan is really good, not much worse than ours, haha."

He Yan was flattered by the compliment and said modestly, "Grandpa taught me well."

After looking at the Chinese character for blessing on the door for a moment, He Dongchuan asked cryptically, "Second brother, are you nearsighted?"

Although the word "Fu" was written by He Yan while Su's father held his hand, He Yan had his own ideas, which resulted in the two people's strength not being in the same direction when writing. As a result, the strokes of the word "Fu" pasted on the door often paused and were not smooth enough.

If the word "Fu" written by Su's father could get a score of 90, the one posted on the door would definitely not even pass.

However, seeing how proud He Yan was, He Dongchuan did not undermine his self-confidence. He let them continue to paste the Spring Festival couplets, and he went to the kitchen to brush his teeth.

…

There are more rules for celebrating the New Year in the countryside than in the city. Before eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, people have to go to the ancestral temple to worship.

Su Ting is a married woman and does not need to go to worship. In fact, this is a euphemism. To be more direct, she cannot go.

In a brigade like the Sujia Brigade, where everyone is from the same clan and surname, many old feudal customs remain. Some of them are so particular about these customs that married daughters are not allowed to return home on New Year's Eve.

Su's father and mother were good people who didn't care too much about those things, but due to their limited thoughts, they didn't have the intention to confront the entire group for their daughter, so they could only tell Su Ting tactfully that they didn't need to go to worship.

After Su Ting learned about this rule, although she had a lot to complain about, she had no intention of further fighting for it. After all, she was not the original body and had no special feelings for the ancestors of the old Su family.

They disdained marrying out daughters and set such rules, but she didn't even want to kowtow to them.

After the worship, we came back and started eating the New Year’s Eve dinner.

The meal was very sumptuous. Su's mother killed an old hen, stewed half of it in soup and stir-fried the other half with spicy sauce. The family also had some meat from the New Year pig, so He Dongchuan went into the kitchen and made a dish of braised pork and a dish of sweet and sour spare ribs. In addition, Su's mother roasted a fish and made a plate of leek and egg pancakes.

These were the only meat dishes, the rest were vegetarian. But the Su family was already very satisfied, as they might not eat meat at home once a month.

Of course, chicken and duck eggs are an exception. Since we have chickens and ducks at home, we can eat eggs almost every day, but we don’t have eggs with higher fat content.

Because they ate little, no one in the Su family would be modest when eating meat. They all ate with their arms thrown back and mouthfuls of food.

Seeing how hurriedly they ate, He Yan and Man Man also became anxious and imitated them in eating meat with big mouthfuls. As a result, He Yan started to burp before finishing his meal and had to drink half a cup of warm water before he felt better.

Water can easily cause bloating, so after drinking most of the half cup of water, He Yan's original 70% fullness became only 10%. He barely finished the rice at the bottom of the bowl, took a nibble on a piece of chicken, and then put down his chopsticks.

As He Yan finished his meal, the others gradually put down their chopsticks, and the New Year's Eve dinner was finished.

…

After the New Year's Eve dinner, there was nothing to do in the afternoon, so Su Guoping borrowed a set of mahjong from someone and arranged for everyone to play cards, which was a regular activity during the Chinese New Year every year.

You have to understand the rules before playing cards. Su Guoan and Li Hong were reluctant to spend money, so they wanted to play on a small scale, just for the sake of showing their appreciation. They would be happy if they won, and would not feel bad if they lost.

But Su Guoping, who was good at playing cards, pointed to the money he won playing cards and said, "What's the point of winning one or two cents? It's New Year's Day, so let's play big."

"If you play big, you'll lose more, right?" Su's father asked unhappily. As his father, he could see what his son was thinking. "How can you be so ashamed to only think about winning money from the people at home?"

Su Guoping muttered, "I would like to win money from outsiders, but I need your consent."

Although Su Guoping did not have a very good reputation in the brigade, his bad reputation was fundamentally different from those lazy guys in the brigade. He did not like to work, but he never stole anything and would not play cards or drink with those people.

It’s not that he looks down on those people and is unwilling to associate with them, but that he dares not associate with those people.

Su Guoping didn't want to go to work, and he would take leave every now and then to slack off. When Su's father found out, he would only punish him two or three times out of ten. This was different from those lazy guys who drank and played cards. He would be beaten every time he was caught.

In this regard, Su's father was very strict.

So when he heard his son's mumbling, Father Su said sullenly, "If you feel itchy, just tell me."

"No, no," Su Guoping quickly corrected himself, "I just said it casually. Five points is the maximum, I'm fine with that."

Everyone knows which one to choose: winning less money or getting beaten.

However, the development after the card table was set up was not what Su Guoping had imagined. He, who had always been invincible at the card table, did not win today! All the money was won by his sister!

Su Guoping was shocked and asked: "After you joined the army, did you spend every day playing mahjong?"

Su's mother was not happy to hear this, and before her daughter could speak, she asked, "How do you talk?"

"No," Su Guoping explained quickly, "I'm just wondering, how come Tingting's card skills are so good after not seeing her for a few years?"

Su Ting smiled modestly and said, "No, no, my card skills are average, I just have good luck, whatever I want comes true."

Su Guoping vomited blood: "You might as well say that you are good at playing cards."

His good card skills mean he is not as good as others, so it’s not unfair that he lost, he just had good luck... Ahhh, I feel so sorry for his money!

Because Su Ting was so lucky at cards, she didn't lose a single game during the whole afternoon of playing. Although she didn't win much money, except for the two elders, everyone else in the Su family was very poor, so in the evening, no one allowed Su Ting to sit at the table and instead asked He Dongchuan to sit.

Before the change, Su Guoping was very worried and asked, "Brother-in-law, how is your luck?"

"I'm the opposite of Tingting."

Li Hong asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"

Su Ting suppressed her laughter and explained, "I get whatever cards I need, but he doesn't get whatever cards he wants."

The others at the table, especially Su Guoping, were relieved and consoled him, "It's okay. Our luck is just average. Playing cards is fun only when there are wins and losses. Brother-in-law, don't you agree?"

Although he said this, he was actually determined to have a great fight. He wanted to win back all that he lost in the afternoon!

But as they played, Su Guoping felt something was wrong. He tried to hold it back, but in the end he couldn't help it: "Are you sure what card your brother-in-law wants? What card is not coming?"

Su Ting was also confused and said hesitantly, "This was how it was during the Chinese New Year last year."

He Dongchuan said calmly: "Maybe my luck has changed this year." After all, he was already wearing his red underwear.

Su Guoping: "..."

Although the upper limit was agreed to be 5 cents, they played mahjong for an entire afternoon and an entire night, and Su Ting and He Dongchuan both had good luck, so at the last count, they won a full three yuan, of which Su Guoping contributed the lion's share. He lost 1.53 yuan, and Su Guoan, his wife, and Su's mother lost a total of 1.47 yuan.

After losing the money, Su Guoping and Li Hong were both dejected, but they didn't feel sad for long, because Su's mother went back to the house and took out a bunch of red envelopes, saying that everyone who saw the money would get a share.

This is a rare thing.

Although Su's father and mother give out red envelopes every Chinese New Year, the rules in their hometown stipulate that only unmarried people can receive red envelopes, so in recent years, only the four grandchildren have been able to receive red envelopes.

The children are all young, the oldest is no more than ten years old. We are afraid that they will spend money recklessly or lose the money, so the red envelopes will not be too big, just a few cents or a dime, just enough to show the meaning.

This year the youngest daughter and her family came back, and since they had agreed to give the second son a red envelope, Su's father and mother decided to give the money to all of them, so as to avoid giving it to only Su Guoping and letting the eldest son's family know and feel unbalanced.

Since they were going to make some money, they decided to distribute it a little. The children were given one yuan each, the adults were given five yuan each, and Su Guoping got more, with ten yuan in it.

Five or ten dollars may not sound like a lot, but in the countryside, it is enough for a whole family's expenses.

After all, there is not much to spend money on in the countryside. If you really need something, you will try to barter it, using eggs to exchange. Some frugal families may not even be able to spend two yuan a month.

At the end of the year, when the brigade distributed dividends, the money went directly into the pockets of Su's father and mother, who then distributed it to their two sons.

It is said that the family will not be divided while the parents are still alive. The Su family has not divided the family now. In addition, all the expenses of the whole family are paid by Su's father and mother, so the two families did not get much money, only about ten or twenty yuan.

A red envelope during the Chinese New Year is enough for a quarter or even more of the money they had received before. How can they not be happy?

The children were also very happy as it was the first time they received such a big red envelope.

He Yan and Man Man actually received bigger red envelopes, but the younger one had no memory of it. As long as the older one had money, he was happy, so they were all very satisfied. When they returned to their rooms after the party, they all had smiles on their faces.

As soon as he entered the house, He Dongchuan handed over the red envelope.

After Su Ting received it, she smiled and said, "Are you so self-conscious?"

"When have I not been aware of it?" He Dongchuan asked back.

Su Ting snorted: "It's only been two times in total, but you make it sound like there have been seven, eight, or even ten times." They have celebrated three New Years together. The first year they spent on Pingchuan Island, where they only had the chance to give out red envelopes to others. The second year they went to the capital, and this year when they came back to celebrate the New Year, were they able to receive red envelopes.

He Dongchuan was not embarrassed at all: "There will be seven, eight or ten times in the future."

"Then wait until you have received red envelopes seven, eight, or even ten times before you say that." Su Ting took out two more red envelopes from her pocket and asked, "Do you want to give the money now or tomorrow?"

What she took out was a gift to the old couple.

She is not her original self, and she is married when she travels back in time. She is far away from the Su family. Although they have communicated in the past, they have not actually met until this year.

Su Ting couldn't treat Su's father and mother as her own parents as soon as she met them. She could only try to get close to them, treat them as relatives, and compensate them more materially.

So in recent years, she would send money to Su's father and mother during the holidays. This year, because she had to come back to celebrate the New Year, she did not send any money, but planned to pack two red envelopes and give them to them on New Year's Eve.

But Su's father and mother had just given out red envelopes, so it was not appropriate for her to suddenly take out two red envelopes to honor her parents.

Moreover, as a daughter, she respected her parents, and her two sons, Su Guoan and Su Guoping, certainly had to express their gratitude, but their situations were different.

She earns several thousand yuan in royalties every year. If you spread it out to each month, she can easily make two or three hundred yuan a month. Add to that He Dongchuan's income, so she has a lot of money on hand.

The brothers Su Guoan and Su Guoping made a living by farming. After working hard all year round, they might not get much in dividends. Moreover, the Su family did not split up, so the money was taken by Su's father and mother, and they only gave them a small amount for pocket money.

So these two brothers are really poor, and asking them to express their wealth like their sister does is really putting them in a difficult position.

Because of her hesitation, Su Ting failed to take out the red envelope at that time, which led to the missed opportunity. She thought it seemed a bit sudden to knock on the door now, but it would not be appropriate to give it tomorrow, so she wanted to ask He Dongchuan for his opinion.

He Dongchuan said: "Since it's a New Year's red envelope, I should give it tonight. My parents should not be asleep yet, so knocking on the door now won't be too sudden."

"Okay, I'll go over there."

After leaving the room, Su Ting went directly to Su's father and mother's room and knocked on the door.

The old couple inside were taking off their clothes. When they heard the sound, they stopped. Su's mother closed her clothes and walked out while asking, "Who is it?"

"It's me."

Su's mother opened the door and asked with a smile, "Tingting, why are you here?"

"Isn't it New Year's Day? Dongchuan and I discussed it and prepared a red envelope for you and dad respectively." Su Ting stuffed a red envelope into Su's mother and went into the house to give the rest to Su's father.

Although Su Ting had given them a lot of money in the past few years, this was the first time she gave them red envelopes face to face. Su's mother was a little stunned. When she realized what was happening, Su Ting had already given out the red envelopes and was about to leave. She quickly said, "Your father and I have money to use. We don't need you to give us red envelopes. Take the money back quickly."

"You have money, it's yours, and the red envelopes are Dongchuan and I's filial piety, and there's no conflict between the two things," Su Ting said, "Dongchuan and I are far away from home, and we can't take care of you on a regular basis. This is all we can do. If you don't accept it, we won't feel at ease outside."

After hearing what her daughter said, Su's mother accepted the red envelope and then said, "You should keep the money for yourself. Don't always think about me and your father. With your two brothers, we can live a good life."

"Don't worry, I saved a lot of money."

What Su Ting said was absolutely true. When the second story in the Sanhuo series is serialized, published and the final payment is received, her savings will exceed the ten thousand yuan mark.

In the 1970s, a household with a net worth of 10,000 yuan was of very high value. Decades later, even if she didn't dare to say that she was a billionaire, she would at least have a net worth of millions.

Moreover, she had already thought about it. Once the reform and opening-up policy came into effect, she would go to look for houses. Houses in the city were expensive, and she estimated that she could not afford a western-style building, but she should be able to buy a single-family house in a remote area. After that, she would go to the rural areas of Hudong to have a look. If there were any, she would buy two, one for herself and one for He Yan.

He Yan is young, so the property may not be transferred to her for the time being, so the house will probably be in her name and transferred to him when he reaches adulthood. Anyway, there is no purchase restriction policy at this time, so it doesn't matter how many houses she has in her name.

Seeing that she knew what was going on, Su's mother didn't say much. The mother and daughter chatted for a while and then Su Ting went back.

After closing the door and lying back on the bed, Su's mother opened the red envelopes, which were full of big reunion notes, eight in total. She asked her husband again, and he also said there were eight big reunion notes, so the total amount of the red envelopes for the two of them was one hundred and sixty.

Su's mother took the money and sighed, "It seems that the red envelopes for Tingting and Dongchuan are still not enough."

Father Su also thought so and asked, "How about giving her another red envelope tomorrow?"

Su's mother's mind was slightly moved, but after thinking about it, she shook her head and said, "Forget it. Giving and giving is too awkward."

In the past, Su Ting lived far away and sent things home every now and then, so Su's mother had never considered this problem. It was not until she returned with her husband and children during the Chinese New Year that Su's mother realized that in the past three years, the distance between the young lady and the family had become farther and the relationship was not as close as before.

Intellectually, Su's mother knew that this was related to the fact that her daughter already had a husband and children. People's hearts are narrow-minded. Once they have their own small family, they don't care much about the extended family. As the old saying goes, when you get a wife, you forget your mother. This is the truth.

But Su's mother still couldn't help feeling upset. Sometimes she thought about it and didn't know how to treat her daughter. If she spoke too harshly, she was afraid that it would push her away further; if she spoke too gently, she was afraid that it would seem too distant.

This year, Su's mother was both happy and not that happy.

Father Su knew what his wife meant and consoled her, saying, "Children are like this when they grow up. Let's not talk about Tingting. Guoan and Guoping are with us. Don't they have their own ideas? What's more, Tingting is filial. Think about Xu Laosan from the next brigade. He finally managed to get his son out of the state-owned factory and became a city dweller. But because his wife looked down on her parents-in-law, not only did he not send gifts to their family, he didn't even send a greeting during the Chinese New Year."

Of course, Su's father noticed the changes in his daughter, but he felt that this was a common problem in most families. When children grow up and have their own families, the focus of their lives will shift.

It's just that the two sons have always been with them, and they haven't separated yet, so the changes are very subtle. But the daughter-in-law followed the army after her marriage, and there was a gap of three years in between, so the changes were huge. It's normal for his wife to feel uncomfortable.

But he thinks that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and as parents, it is not necessarily a good thing for them to hold their children too tightly. It is better to open their hearts and let go, allowing the children to fly.

I am not afraid of my children flying high, I am afraid of them having no conscience.

Obviously, their daughter is not a heartless child.

Thinking of Xu Laosan's son, Su's mother curled her lips and said, "Of course our daughter is good."

While the old couple was chatting, Su Guoan and his wife next door were also talking in private, mainly Li Hong, who was talking. She asked Su Ting what she wanted to say to Su's father and mother, and she suspected that Su Guoping's red envelope was bigger than theirs.

Su Guoan was helpless: "It's rare for my sister to come back, so it's normal for her to want to talk to my parents for the New Year. As for my second brother's red envelope, you haven't opened it and counted it, so how can you be sure it's bigger than ours?"

Li Hong thought her husband's words made sense about Su Ting's talk to Su's father and mother, so she didn't say much. As for Su Guoping's red envelope, she muttered, "Anyway, I think the red envelope my parents gave him is thicker than the one they gave us."

"You can tell the thickness of the money with just a few bills?" Su Guoan laughed.

Li Hong was very dissatisfied with her husband's attitude and curled her lips and said, "If you don't believe it, forget it." She decided to find her sister-in-law to test it tomorrow. If Su Guoping's red envelope was really bigger than theirs, she would definitely make a fuss.

Su Guoping was explaining this to his wife: "If my sister-in-law asks about it tomorrow, remember to say that my parents only gave me five yuan."

"Why?" He Jinlan asked in confusion. She thought her parents-in-law had made a special distinction when giving the red envelopes, giving ten yuan to the son and five yuan to the daughter-in-law.

But Su Guoping knew his parents and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the red envelope from my eldest brother should also be five yuan."

He Jinlan's eyes widened: "What about your red envelope..."

"The remaining five yuan should be the reward from my parents." Su Guoping told his wife what his father had promised him when he asked him to pick up his sister's family. "So you can't let your sister-in-law know about this five yuan, otherwise she will definitely make a fuss."

"Okay, if my sister-in-law asks me about it tomorrow, I'll tell her there's only five yuan in the red envelope."

Su Guoping smiled: "Smart."

…

While people in other rooms were chatting, the room where Su Ting and the others were sleeping was very quiet, well, if you ignored the occasional sighs.

But no matter whether others could ignore it or not, Su Ting couldn't ignore it anyway. After listening for ten minutes or so, she said, "That's enough."

"It's not enough. I feel uncomfortable."

Although He Dongchuan didn't say it explicitly, Su Ting knew it very well. After all, her waist was being poked, so it was hard for her not to know.

Life in the countryside does have many inconveniences. The toilets are too dirty and taking a bath is troublesome, but what bothers He Dongchuan the most is the problem of sleeping at night.

There were not enough rooms in the Su family, so the whole family had to sleep in one room.

Su Ting and Man Man couldn't sleep warmly, so even though there were extra quilts at home, they didn't sleep in two separate quilts. Instead, they stacked the two quilts together and covered themselves with each other.

Also, because the two adults were taller than the children when lying down, it would be drafty if the two children slept in the middle. So during this period of time, Su Ting and He Dongchuan slept in the middle and the two children slept on the outside.

The bed they slept in was not big enough, so they slept very close to each other at night.

He Dongchuan was in his thirties, young and vigorous, and it was hard for him not to react when he was so close to his wife every day. But besides the two of them, there were also two children in the bed, so he could do nothing.

If he was at home and couldn't help it, He Dongchuan would go to the bathroom to take a cold shower, but now he ran out to take a cold shower in the middle of the night, which would easily alarm the other members of the Su family and would be difficult to explain.

Thinking of this, He Dongchuan sighed again.

Hearing his pitiful voice, Su Ting softened her heart and comforted him, "We will be back in a few days, just...be patient."

He Dongchuan's voice immediately perked up: "Will there be any rewards when we return?"

"What reward?"

"For example, make up for the missed times during this period?"

"Oh? How many times do you want to make up for it?"

"Not much. If we count three times a day, for eighteen days, that's only about fifty times."

Su Ting did not answer, but asked in a low voice: "Do you know? In the conversation just now, I understood a truth."

"What's the reason?"

Su Ting chuckled: "Don't feel sorry for men, because you guys are really good at pushing things too far!"