Qin Youming had only walked a few steps out of the Mo family's courtyard gate when he was stopped by Mo Yunmei, who was returning home.
He explained, "This was given to me by my mother-in-law; I didn't steal it."
Mo Yunmei stared intently at him, not believing a word. "What mother-in-law! Who's your mother-in-law? You can't even come up with a decent lie. Who are you trying to fool? That's my home! If you're going to lie, at least look at who you are!"
The noise was so loud that everyone in the Mo family courtyard heard it and knew it was bad news, so they all came out.
Without saying a word, Boss Mo stepped forward, slapped Mo Yunmei's hand away, and pushed her aside. He then said apologetically to Qin Youming, "I'm sorry, brother-in-law, this person is mentally ill. She grabs anyone she sees and scolds them. Next time you see her, stay away from her. If you can't avoid her and she bothers you, just beat her up. We won't say a word."
Seeing that his brother-in-law had said so, Qin Youming had no reason to argue and said with a smile, "It's nothing, it's nothing."
Grandma Mo walked over and said, "Ah Ming, you don't need to worry about this person. She's crazy around everyone. Take your things and go home, okay?"
After seeing Qin Youming off, Boss Mo grabbed Mo Yunmei and carried her back to the courtyard, threw her on the ground, and then ignored her.
Mo Yunmei only then realized that the man wasn't a thief, but her sister-in-law's brother!
Mo Yunmei had met Qin Youming before, but she couldn't stand his poor and shabby appearance, so she automatically categorized him as a stranger and naturally had no impression of him.
But unwilling to admit her mistake, she muttered, "Dressed so shabbily and looking so ugly, who would recognize me!"
After eating a piece of steamed cake, the children carried their little wooden buckets out the door.
Mo Yunmei wanted to eat, but her hand was slapped. She pulled back her hand, wincing in pain, and asked with a frown, "Why won't you give me any? I dug up some wild vegetables."
"Where is it? Let me see it." Boss Mo held up a bamboo stick.
Mo Yunmei was starving and asked her sister Qiuxia for food, but Qiuxia said there was none left. With no other option, she obediently went to complete her task, spending the afternoon digging for wild vegetables. Hot, tired, and hungry, she dug all afternoon and finally brought back a basketful.
She thought she had completed her task and would be served food, so she waited with great anticipation.
Old Mo took the basket, looked through it a few times, and his face darkened. "Are these wild vegetables? We usually tell you to dig these?"
Mo Yunmei was a little annoyed. Weren't those wild vegetables? She saw the children digging them up casually, and they all said they were delicious. Why couldn't hers be good?
Old Mo was so angry that he didn't want to talk. He threw down his basket and refused to pay any more attention.
Mo Yunmei thought she had passed the test, so she put the basket aside and ran over to grab the steamed rice cake.
Grandma Mo cut a small piece for her and then put it away.
"Mom! I ate this in one bite, how can I be full?" Mo Yunmei looked at the steamed cake in her hand.
Grandma Mo said irritably, "Eating your fill won't do you any good, you don't need to eat your fill."
Mo Yunmei retorted confidently, "I dug up a basket full of wild vegetables, how could it be useless?"
Zhao scoffed from the side, "There's a whole basket of grass, but even the chickens and pigs won't eat it!"
Mo Yunmei refused to believe that all her hard work had only resulted in digging up grass. "Impossible! Jia Rong and the others dug like that too, digging up whatever they saw! How come mine is grass, but theirs is wild vegetables?"
Never argue with someone who's got a screw loose, or you'll get so angry you'll die.
So everyone walked away.
For dinner, everyone ate steamed rice cakes and grass jelly. Any leftovers were put in the well to chill and eaten the next morning.
Old Mo went to the village chief to ask about the land. The village chief said there was a large plot of land, which was indeed very large, and told Old Mo to go and see if it was suitable another day.
The matter was mentioned briefly during a meal, and no one paid much attention to it. They simply told Old Man Mo to go and check on it quietly when he had time.
After taking a shower that evening, Su Nanxi, as usual, wanted to massage Mo Qinghe's legs.
The key to massage is consistency.
I heard that her husband's legs have been like this for several years. He used to massage them himself, but he's not good at it and can't massage them properly.
Over time, these muscles will become loose and may even atrophy!
Fortunately, her husband took good care of her and probably massaged her a lot in secret, firmly believing that she could still stand up.
This belief has not been in vain. Now I can stand up, but I still can't walk very well. I can walk by holding onto the wall, but I can't keep going for more than a couple of steps without it.
This is a good sign; at least we can get moving again!
Continue the massage to speed up the recovery process.
But Mo Qinghe didn't think that way. He felt that since things had come to this point, he could take it slow.
When Su Nanxi started massaging him, he couldn't stand it for more than a few minutes. He sat up, grabbed her hands, and said, "Wife, I don't need to massage you anymore, I don't need to massage you anymore."
Su Nanxi was puzzled. What was going on?
Mo Qinghe lowered his head, his voice muffled, "I can't take it."
Uh? Does it hurt a lot? She seems to always use this amount of pressure!
Why can't you stand it?
My legs are hurting again?
Mo Qinghe shook her head, "My leg doesn't hurt anymore. How about we stop the massage?"
Massage helps you recover quickly, so if you suddenly stop getting massages, you need to give a reason!
Mo Qinghe felt his face burning hot. How could he say it? He couldn't bring himself to say it!
But Su Nanxi wanted to know the reason, so she leaned closer to look at him, trying to see something in his eyes.
Do you no longer want her near you?
Mo Qinghe cried out in alarm, "No! I don't dislike my wife being close to me. On the contrary, I... I really want my wife to be close to me."
What else could it be?
Mo Qinghe raised his head, his eyes burning with passion as he looked at her, his voice low and husky like flowing water, "Wife, do you really want to know the answer?"
Seeing Su Nanxi nod, he said softly, "Wife, your hands are on fire. The moment they touch mine, my legs, I feel like my whole body is on fire. My blood boils, like I'm being roasted. I can't help it. I... I want to..."
Looking into his deep, dreamy eyes, Su Nanxi instantly understood, and her face suddenly turned bright red.
Damn it! How could she only think of half of it and not the other half!
His leg is getting better, and his baby has woken up, so it's clear that he's responding to external stimuli! This is normal!
If there's no response, then you should start to worry.
Ugh! No more massages! No more massages!
Since the recovery is going well, let's take it slow and not rush!
Mo Qinghe's mesmerizing gaze was so alluring that Su Nanxi almost couldn't sit still. What a devil!
The devilishly handsome man before her softly uttered a few words, "Wife, shall we continue?"
hehe!
Su Nanxi smiled sheepishly, "No, no, it'll get better without a massage. Take your time, no rush. I won't do it again."
The devilishly handsome man smiled slightly, "Really?"
Su Nanxi almost cried. Did he know how alluring he was? She tried to leave, but he held her hands tightly.
If we don't run now, she might suddenly have another brain fart and pounce on us!
She has no resistance to such attractive men!
But the demon pulled her closer and said softly, "But I want it!"
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