No, no!
How could she dare to complain!
She knew that it represented a man's masculinity and should not be looked down upon!
Mo Qinghe sighed, closed his eyes and remained silent, his face burning hot.
He didn't know why things were like this tonight; he swore he really had no idea!
If his wife hadn't reacted so strongly, he wouldn't have known what had happened!
Ugh! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!
Just pretend he's dead!
Seeing that Mo Qinghe remained motionless, Su Nanxi suddenly realized that his reaction was a bit excessive. As his wife, she shouldn't have reacted this way, as it might have been a blow to his dignity.
Oh dear! What a miscalculation!
She didn't do it on purpose; it was just a conditioned reflex. Besides, she'd never encountered this before, so you can't blame her entirely!
She couldn't bear to see Mo Qinghe sad; the thought of the sorrow in his eyes broke her heart.
Sigh! I should comfort her. She's from the modern world, and her best friend has dragged her to watch Japanese adult films. What's there to be embarrassed about?
Su Nanxi sat down by the bed, took his hand, and wanted to write something, but Mo Qinghe pulled his hand away.
Su Nanxi was stunned. Oh no, he's really angry!
Sigh! He can't let go, but she can. It's no big deal!
So she went to take his hand again.
Mo Qinghe felt awkward, his pride got the better of him, and he didn't want Su Nanxi to hold his hand. When she tried to hold it, he dodged.
Su Nanxi also got angry and insisted on stopping it. This brat's temper needs to be taught a lesson!
She reached out with both hands and grabbed, refusing to believe she couldn't catch a weak person!
In the darkness, it was a game of grabbing and dodging, one grabbing while the other evaded.
Su Nanxi sat directly on his arm and tried to grab his dodging hand. In the darkness, she couldn't see clearly, lost her balance, and fell down, landing right on top of Mo Qinghe. By sheer coincidence, their lips met.
Su Nanxi's head was spinning, and she dared not look, but she knew what the soft thing under her lips was!
Was she being disrespectful to someone?
She dared not move, trying to figure out how to get up. Her right hand was still pressing against him, and she wouldn't be able to use it for a while.
Mo Qinghe looked at her with deep eyes, and seeing that she had her eyes closed and did not get up for a long time, he did not dare to reach out and push her.
He closed his eyes and focused all his attention on his lips. The soft sensation instantly intensified, as if it were carrying electric current, gradually transmitting through his body until he felt numb.
Su Nanxi couldn't hold it in any longer. She got up, but in her panic, her hand went numb again, and she fell back down.
Mo Qinghe's eyes became even more unfathomable.
Knowing she had made a fool of herself, Su Nanxi, since it was already like this, simply stopped being coy and, abandoning her previous shyness, cupped Mo Qinghe's face and pressed it against hers.
Afterwards, she even wrote a few words in Mo Qinghe's hand in a domineering manner: You are my husband!
Mo Qinghe suddenly laughed and pulled Su Nanxi over, "Who am I?"
My husband!
"Whose husband?"
mine!
Who is your husband?
You!
"who I am?"
Mo Qinghe!
Mo Qinghe smiled and took her hand, covering it with his tender affection.
Su Nanxi felt her hand being gently tapped, soft as a feather.
When Su Nanxi returned after hanging up the clothes, Mo Qinghe had already dressed himself.
He gently pulled Su Nanxi to his side, and they slept together.
He felt that his wife did not dislike him; on the contrary, she loved him very much.
His older brother had told him that if a wife kisses her husband first, it means that she loves him very much.
Yes, his wife took the initiative.
Even in his current state, his wife hasn't abandoned or abandoned him, so he should cherish her as well.
Su Nanxi was unaware of Mo Qinghe's thoughts. She didn't push him away because she was afraid he would overthink things. He was more vulnerable at this time, both physically and mentally, so she should take good care of him.
After tossing and turning all night, Su Nanxi was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep next to Wen Nuan.
After waking up, Su Nanxi helped make steamed buns, and kept yawning.
The children get up early to help make steamed buns.
Grandma Mo shooed them all back home, saying, "It's still early, go back to sleep!"
Mo Jiaxing refused, "I'm awake and can't fall back asleep, Grandma. I'll stay and let them go back. I can learn to make steamed buns. Once I learn, I can help you, and you won't have to work so hard."
Old Mrs. Mo refused, and Mo Jiaxing was unwilling. Neither of them would give in, so finally Qin spoke up, "Mother, since Xing'er can't sleep, let him stay this time. He won't know how hard it is until he does it. Maybe next time he'll prefer to sleep."
Grandma Mo thought so too; letting him suffer a little would teach him a lesson, so she sent the other three girls back home.
At first, Mo Jiaxing couldn't wrap them well at all. Either the filling was too much or the dough was too big; he couldn't even make a proper bun shape. But he was very diligent and willing to learn. After watching Su Nanxi for a few minutes, he slowly figured it out and was able to make them look decent. After practicing more, he was even able to wrap them beautifully.
Su Nanxi admired this child. At such a young age, he understood the hardships his family faced, was willing to learn, and was happy to help others. He was a promising talent. If he were sent to school, he might have a bright future.
With this idea in mind, Su Nanxi wanted to make it happen. She even thought that it would be even better if her cheap husband also went to study!
In ancient times, having a scholar in the family was a very honorable and prestigious thing, a source of great pride. If one was well-educated, one wouldn't have to worry about the future. Even if one couldn't become an official, being cultured meant one could at least become an accountant or something similar, which was much better than toiling in the fields.
"You want Jiaxing to go to school?" Mo Qinghe asked.
Su Nanxi nodded and then drew a line in his palm.
Mo Qinghe stared blankly at the boneless little hand dancing in his palm, lost in thought. Su Nanxi nudged him, bringing him back to his senses. He pretended to think, "Hmm, okay."
In fact, he had no idea what Su Nanxi had written!
Su Nanxi was overjoyed to see that he had agreed, so she popped a piece of candy into his mouth and ran off happily.
Mo Qinghe, with a candy in his mouth, looked at his wife's pretty figure, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it hasn't rained for a long time.
Su Nanxi, carrying a basket on her back, felt completely soaked, sticky and uncomfortable.
Her throat was so dry and sore. Looking at the scorching sky, she really hoped that dark clouds would come and bring a downpour, or at least some wind. It was so hot!
She especially misses the old refrigerator and air conditioner. They have space, but can you stay inside them all the time?
The answer is obviously no!
Let's try making something to cool down and beat the heat.
I can make ice, but I don't know how!
Alas! You only realize how little you know when you need it!
Go back and check your profile carefully!
She wants to eat jelly, ice cream, and popsicles!
Oh right, jelly noodles!
In modern times, it has become popular all over the country, and it is made into all kinds of desserts. It can be sold everywhere, from streets to ports, and there are even vendors selling it from small tricycles with loudspeakers attached.
Su Nanxi was instantly motivated. Ignoring the heat, she ran all over the mountains and fields, searching for plants to make jelly.
The children didn't know what was wrong with their aunt. She was running around like crazy. They didn't know what she was going to do either. Afraid of losing her, they followed closely behind, which exhausted them.
Finally catching up, she asked, "Third Aunt, why are you cutting so much grass?"
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