Xue Qingdai was carried by Xie Yan to the back seat of the jeep.
Xie Yan's face was calm, but he was anxious to know how serious his daughter-in-law's ankle sprain was.
Just as he was about to half-squat and take off Xue Qingdai's high heels, she held his arm and said, "Brother Yan, Sister Fangfang is anxious to go home, I'll talk about my injury when I get back."
Xue Qingdai pretended to be strong, which made Xie Yan feel distressed. He rubbed her beautiful curly hair with his big hands, feeling satisfied. "Daidai, I will take you to the Military Region Health Department when I come back."
Wang Fangfang wanted to say something but stopped herself. She saw the wound with her own eyes and it was slightly red, but it was not her turn to see a doctor. Seeing that Xie Yan looked very concerned, she shut up.
She doesn't understand the life of a young person.
When Xie Yan got home, he first put away the socks that his wife had bought for him.
Then I boiled some water and took out the bottles and jars of skin care products from my wife's dressing table. I wiped her hands with a wet towel and gently took off her red high heels.
Xue Qingdai sat on the bed and pretended to hiss, "It's okay, not as painful as it was in the afternoon."
Xie Yan picked up her feet and looked at them. The heels were a little rubbed and bleeding, but fortunately she didn't sprain her ankle.
But the wife's skin was tender, and the red wound still made people feel distressed. "Don't move, I'll apply medicine for you. Don't wear this pair of shoes next time. I'll buy you shoes that won't rub your feet when I get my salary this month."
He added, "Buy nice shoes."
My wife likes beautiful things and won’t wear ugly ones.
Xue Qingdai nodded obediently.
Outside, the sound of water spinning in the washing machine began to be heard.
Xie Yan blanched the ribs briefly and kept them stewed in the pot. He has been busy recently and his wife has not had a normal meal with him.
Xue Qingdai gently hugged his waist from behind. Xie Yan smiled and turned the gas stove to low heat.
"Why aren't you upstairs watching TV? The pork rib soup will probably take a while."
Xue Qingdai held him tightly and refused to let go. "Brother Yan, I didn't know before that you were so good to me."
"Sister Fangfang thought it was good because Political Commissar Zhu gave her a vanishing cream."
"But we haven't known each other for long, and you've already bought me so many things, so many that I can't even remember them all."
Xie Yan gently pried her arms apart, raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, took off the apron with some oil stains on his clothes, washed his hands, and felt very satisfied. His wife saw everything he did.
I carried her back to the house and gently pushed her onto the bed. Her long black curly hair spread on the red sheets, making her look fascinating and gorgeous.
Xie Yan narrowed his eyes and whispered, "The new hair looks really good."
Later, Xie Yan didn't say anything, just kissed her. When he noticed her lips were a little red, he kissed her on the face.
There was a burst of barking of dogs outside, and the one who was playing badly barked very loudly.
Xue Qingdai pushed Xie Yan and wiped her face with the back of her hand hastily, "Go and see if the pork rib soup is ready?"
Xie Yan's face darkened a little, and his big hand quickly buttoned her clothes, "Don't come out for a while."
The wife just gave him a chance to show off, and the two of them hit it off, and then...
Xie Yan went to the kitchen to turn off the fire before opening the door.
Political Commissar Zhu brought two dishes, one was stir-fried pork with chili peppers, and the other was fried tofu.
"My wife said that you two didn't come to eat today, and she was worried that you would be hungry."
Xie Yan looked at his wife from the window and saw her nodding desperately.
"Excuse me, Political Commissar Zhu. Please wait a moment. I'll serve you some pork rib soup. This is my first time making it, so I'm sorry."
Political Commissar Zhu originally wanted to go back directly. It would not be good to refuse the pork rib soup. His wife was getting better and better recently, so he had to keep in touch with the Xie family.
His eyes moved to the black socks on the clothesline. Xie Yan had the same socks as him, but his socks were new, specially picked for him by his wife.
Xie Yan handed over the pork rib soup and said, "Political Commissar, go back and tell my sister-in-law that my wife will not go to see her tomorrow."
Political Commissar Zhu smiled and said, "Okay!"
Xue Qingdai: "Old Zhu was so proud of himself just now. I made Sister Fangfang look so beautiful today."
Xie Yan concentrated on his work, removing the bones from the pork ribs and placing them in Xue Qingdai's bowl with a few red wolfberries floating on top.
"Really? And then your foot was injured!" Xie Yan could follow her, but being physically injured was another matter.
Her feet were wrapped up into a big lump by Xie Yan, making it difficult for her to walk. Xue Qingdai felt like she was shooting herself in the foot.
She placed her wrist on Xie Yan's leg and gently shook his thigh.
"I won't do this again in the future. If Sister Fangfang hadn't accompanied me, I wouldn't have the courage to do this hairstyle. The hairdresser told me several times that this hairstyle suited me, and I finally made up my mind to perm it. I was afraid that you wouldn't like it."
Xie Yan's anger subsided a little. He couldn't see her at a glance and she got hurt. He was really worried.
"I like it." He answered briefly in a calm voice. His long legs were frozen in place, being rubbed by Xue Qingdai's soft arms, making his scalp numb.
I was also afraid that the person in front of me would accidentally burst into tears.
I hope that future children won’t be crybabies. He can only coax one.
"Then I feel relieved, Brother Yan."
Xue Qingdai certainly knew that Xie Yan liked her. In the afternoon, Xie Yan came to the post office to pick her up. When he saw her for the first time, his sharp eyes stared at her and he even touched her afterwards.
Men! No big deal.
After dinner, Xie Yan simply cleaned up the shower room used by the previous person and took a cold shower.
Simply wear a vest and army green shorts, and carry two thermos.
Xue Qingdai was already a little sleepy and confused. She grabbed Xie Yan's hand that was unbuttoning her collar and said, "Can't I take a shower by myself tomorrow? I don't want to wipe myself."
Xie Yan knew her very well. "You would wake up in the middle of the night and insist on taking a shower, and then you would blame me for not preparing hot water for you."
Xue Qingdai turned over with all her strength and sat on the bed. She looked a little pitiful because of her sleepiness. She closed her eyes and tried to excuse herself, "How could I be such an unreasonable person?"
Xie Yan wiped her neck with a hot towel, "Now just do as I say."
After a while of tossing and turning, Xie Yan felt sleepy, but Xue Qingdai became more energetic.
Xie Yan had no choice but to pick up the martial arts novel he had borrowed before. He opened his thin lips and recited the exciting fighting scenes in a calm tone, successfully coaxing himself and Xue Qingdai to sleep.
Xie Yan has washed all the new clothes that Xue Qingdai bought yesterday.
She untied the bandages on her feet, walked very easily, and put the dry clothes into the closet.
Wang Fangfang made a plate of sauced chicken wings in an aluminum lunch box, half a box of rice and half a box of vegetables, and ran over to deliver the meal to Xue Qingdai at mealtime.
After Xue Qingdai finished eating, she asked Xianxian, who was squatting at her feet, to eat all the chicken bones, leaving nothing to waste for the person and the dog.
"Sister, how is it? Did those two moves yesterday work?"
Wang Fangfang shook her head, and Xue Qingdai was a little confused.
"Big sister, the socks trick is the best!"
Xie Yan happened to be delivering food to his wife.
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