Chapter 67 I am a normal man
Yu Tingwan reflected for a moment.
This is inside the house, not outside. Wei Shen is her man, not an outsider.
No problem.
He is just making a fuss!
It's wet, how cold it would be if she didn't take off her clothes.
Wei Shen is not considerate!
Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.
Even if they are not husband and wife, she has been eating and living with Wei Shen for a while, so it's time for them to get along better.
After all, she escaped from the jaws of death, and Wei Shen did
n't show any concern. He even cared about her exposure.
Does it look bad?
Yu Tingwan looked down at herself in confusion.
Her snow-white skin was as delicate as a new thin lychee.
She only had thin underwear on her lower body, and the trouser legs were a little short, revealing her red ankles from the cold. She only had a gray bellyband on her upper body.
But if you look closely, you can see that it has been washed to a pale color.
The bellyband was made last year. Girls change every day. Now it doesn't fit well, but is tight, outlining beautiful curves.
The chest is bulging, ready to burst out.
Usually girls wear a lot of clothes, and look clumsy. But now the slender waist is exposed to the air.
If it were another girl, her husband would avoid her even if she was like this, and she would be too ashamed to face people.
But Yu Tingwan didn't do that.
What does it have to do with her that Wei Zhao doesn't have the eye candy?
The charcoal fire was burning in the basin in the room, which was burned by firewood in the kitchen. It was more convenient than the firewood Yu Tingwan used before.
She picked up the long-mouthed fire tongs on the side and poked it to make it burn more vigorously.
After doing all this, Yu Tingwan took off the bellyband expressionlessly.
Wiping the water stains on her body with cotton cloth, she looked around and walked towards the bed.
If her hair wasn't too dirty, Yu Tingwan wanted to climb onto the bed and hide in the quilt to keep warm. But now he had to settle for the next best thing and get the cotton-padded clothes on the wooden rack beside the bed.
That was what Wei Zhao usually wore.
Yu Tingwan's teeth chattered, and she put it on and wrapped it tightly without hesitation.
Wei Zhao was tall, and the cotton-padded clothes on her looked like a child stealing adult clothes. Seeing that she was inconvenient to move, Yu Tingwan folded her sleeves and trouser legs.
Hearing the rustling sound of clothes being put on, Wei Zhao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
But he saw what Yu Tingwan was wearing.
The exquisite figure wrapped in the cotton-padded clothes was caught by a glimpse not long ago. His eyes were slightly deep and his throat was tight.
"Wan Niang."
There was a knock on the door from outside.
"I boiled some ginger soup to drive you away the cold. Is it convenient for you to come in now?"
Sure enough! Men are unreliable. At critical moments, mothers-in-law are still the best.
Yu Tingwan ran to open the door.
The ginger soup tasted pungent, but brown sugar was added to it. After a few mouthfuls, her body warmed up.
She smiled at Hui Niang: "Thank you, mother."
Hui Niang didn't think there was anything wrong with this outfit.
However, she frowned. The cotton-padded clothes she had planned to make for Yu Tingwan
had been delayed again and again because she couldn't go to the county to buy cloth. When the girl got married, the clothes in her bag were pitifully few, and she had never had a change of cotton-padded clothes.
Hui Niang: "The hot water is ready, where do you want to wash?"
It's no wonder she asked that.
The house is small and there is no special bathroom. Country people draw a curtain in the house to separate the bathing.
After Yu Tingwan got married, Hui Niang was afraid that the girl was very clean and had a thin face, so she put a newly made wooden barrel for her to use in Xiao Niang's room next door.
There were also soapberries and ointments for the girl to wipe her hands every day. It was very complete.
But now Yue Shan lives in that room.
Yu Tingwan went to the old house to wash in the past few days.
Hui Niang saw the fatigue and tiredness between her brows and knew that she was exhausted.
But even though the old house was right next door, Hui Niang couldn't bear to let her daughter go out in the wind and snow.
"Look, can you go to mother's room to take a bath?"
She just carried the bathtub that the girl usually used in it. It didn't take much effort.
Yu Tingwan really didn't want to move.
She had consumed too much energy and her head hurt. She just wanted to take a bath and then go to sleep.
She opened her mouth to agree, but then thought of something.
"No need. Mother, I'll take a bath here."
She didn't even want to go to her parents-in-law's room.
Wei Zhao:?
He sat up, his eyes heavy.
Hui Niang looked at Wei Zhao, then at Yu Tingwan, feeling distressed but also particularly relieved.
Who said her daughter-in-law didn't live a down-to-earth life!
"Mother is afraid that you will be uncomfortable."
Yu Tingwan said, "I can't."
Hui Niang: "Okay, mother will bring in the water and bucket."
She was about to go out.
Wei Zhao said dimly: "I can."
Hui Niang paused.
Really, it must be a blessing for A Lang to marry such a good wife.
She just pretended not to hear this and strode out.
As she left, Yu Tingwan glanced at Wei Zhao.
The girl was puzzled.
"Why are you..."
She sorted out her words.
"You are quite a chaste woman."
She was helpless: "As if I can do anything to you."
Hui Niang moved quickly, brought in the wooden bucket, and added hot water to it.
She bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground again .
Yu Tingwan hurriedly said, "Mom, I'll wash them when you come back."
Hui Niang said gently, "Take a rest after you wash them. I'll take care of these things. After washing, take them into the house and dry them overnight."
"I'll call you later when the food is ready."
Seeing that she was about to leave, Yu Tingwan called her gently, "Mom, stew the wild ginseng for your husband."
Hui Niang responded to her words, "Okay, I'll listen to you..."
Hui Niang was stunned, afraid that she had heard it wrong.
"What to stew?"
Yu Tingwan's eyebrows and eyes were printed with a bright smile.
"Wild ginseng."
She pulled Hui Niang to look at the basket in the corner.
"Mom, look, they are all tonic herbs."
"On the way back, I was afraid that I would be seen by the villagers, so I covered them with wild vegetables on the roadside. I also took a long detour."
She understood the principle of making a fortune quietly.
Most of the villagers in Xilin Village are good, but there are also people with ulterior motives.
Wei Shouzhong is not here. If someone sneaks in in the middle of the night, what should she and Hui Niang, two women, do?
It's no wonder Yu Tingwan is careful.
Hui Niang's legs almost went weak when she saw all this, and she turned around and closed the door cautiously.
She took shallow breaths, afraid that she had seen it wrong. She wanted to pick it up to take a closer look, but her hand was halfway stretched out and she retracted it and wiped it hard on the hem of her skirt.
Then she took the mountain ginseng that Yu Tingwan sent with both hands. She
was not wrong.
She just felt that her whole body was light, as if she was walking on the clouds, but she was worried that
she would accidentally fall from the clouds. She was dazed: "These... these are all picked from the mountains...?"
Afraid that Hui Niang would worry, Yu Tingwan did not mention the tiger.
"Yes."
Hui Niang was silent.
Yu Tingwan is really a lucky star for the family!
It's hard to find so many in the deep mountains!
It can be seen that Alang is not destined to die!
Hui Niang felt top-heavy and light-footed as she went out with the clothes and ginseng.
The room was hot and misty.
Yu Tingwan dragged her heavy steps over.
Wei Zhao's voice sounded behind her, with a very light tone, as if warning.
"No matter what, I am a normal man."
Yu Tingwan was puzzled.
But she was not happy at the moment.
She said perfunctorily: "If you say so, then so be it."
(End of this chapter)
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