Chapter 124 Sleeping on the Same Bed [VIP]
When they learned that Yang Jizong would only stay at home for one day, although they were reluctant to let him go, they also understood that he had important matters to attend to and could not be delayed.
That night, Yang Jizong felt a little sleepy after eating. While chatting with his family after dinner, he leaned on Chen Yao's shoulder unconsciously and fell asleep.
Seeing this, Huang Xing and Shen Qingshan immediately collected the tea and fruit plates on the table, signaled their daughter to wake him up, and let Yang Jizong go back to the room to rest.
After everyone quietly left, Chen Yao glanced at Yang Jizong and said, "Zi'an, wake up. Let's go back to the room and sleep."
Yang Jizong woke up with a start after hearing this, and felt a little embarrassed when he realized that he had fallen asleep. He opened his mouth to explain.
"It's okay. If you're tired, just go back to your room and rest. Everyone understands, so don't be embarrassed." Chen Yao saw that his eyes were gradually clearing up, so she asked, "Dad said there's hot water in the men's bathroom, but no one's using it right now. Do you want to take a shower before going to bed?"
"Yeah." Yang Jizong got up and returned to his room. He saw the bed covered with soft bedding and the table wiped spotless. He knew that it was A Yao who helped him clean during the time he was away from home.
He took out some dry clothes from the box and went to the men's bathroom.
The dense hot steam permeated his entire tired body. After washing and drying himself, Yang Jizong changed into a set of dry underwear, put on his outer clothes and walked back.
At this time, the yard was quiet, and occasionally one or two insects could be heard chirping.
On his way back, Yang Jizong was still wondering whether he should talk to A Yao again. When he arrived at her door, he saw that the lights in the room were off, so he had to turn around and go back to his room silently.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw a person sitting under the oil lamp on the desk. Looking at the person slowly walking towards him, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
It was not until Chen Yao missed him and closed the door that he realized that this was not an illusion.
"Ayao, why are you here?"
"It's windy outside. Aren't you cold after taking a shower?" Chen Yao seemed not to notice his nervousness and walked into the room.
Yang Jizong followed her closely, and when he saw her take out a quilt from the box, his face turned red: "Ayao, are you going to sleep with me tonight?"
Chen Yao spread her bedding next to his and turned around to whisper, "Keep your voice down, don't let Dad find out. Didn't we sleep together in a bunk bed when it rained heavily while we were building our new house? Don't make a fuss. I'll be back in my room early tomorrow morning."
Yang Jizong's heart, which had risen to his throat, fell back to its original place with a click. He helped Chen Yao arrange the pillows, but his face was still flushed.
Especially since A Yao made it seem like he was doing something bad behind his elders' backs.
After Chen Yao spread the bedding, she took off her shoes and lay down first, and pursed her lips to signal Yang Jizong to blow out the lamp.
The room fell into darkness again. With the moonlight seeping in from outside, Yang Jizong took off his outer clothes and touched the edge of the bed. Then he carefully turned Chen Yao over and lay down on the innermost side.
There was distance between the two.
But as soon as he lay down, he could feel Chen Yao turning over to face him, and the hot breath she exhaled hit his neck, which was not only tense but also a little unbearable for him.
But Chen Yao was unaware of this and moved closer to him, staring closely at Yang Jizong's silhouette hidden in the darkness.
There was no way. She was used to having him by her side every day. Suddenly, we were separated for such a long time. Chen Yao really missed him.
Even without saying anything, just watching him fall asleep can relieve this symptom.
Yang Jizong lost all his sleepiness when she looked at him, "Ayao, could you please stop staring at me like that?"
"Ah, you haven't slept yet." Chen Yao heard him speak and immediately raised her head to look at him.
Her long black hair fell on Yang Jizong's face like a waterfall, carrying a hint of the fragrance of algae beans.
Yang Jizong reached out and pushed him back onto the bed: "I can't sleep if you stare at me like that."
"Since you can't sleep, let's talk, hehe." Chen Yao took the opportunity to grab his hand and interlocked their fingers.
Yang Jizong simply held the man and his blanket in his arms and sighed, "Well, what did you say?"
Chen Yao was held in his arms, her lips accidentally touching the exposed skin in front of him, and then she heard a suppressed groan.
"Ayao!"
"I didn't mean to do that. Who told you to hug me suddenly?" Chen Yao pushed him away, but instead of being pushed away, he hugged her even tighter.
"Don't move."
"Okay, I won't move. You breathe in and out and calm down slowly!" Chen Yao whispered to comfort him, with some pleading in her voice.
Yang Jizong laughed at her tone, and it took him a long time to calm down: "Tell me, what do you want to tell me?"
It didn't matter what she said, she just wanted to be with him.
"Well, I miss you very much. Why don't we talk about what you will do when you take office." Chen Yao raised her head and said.
Yang Jizong also expressed his longing for her.
After a moment's pause, he answered her question earnestly, "First, have the post offices and township officials raise chickens, ducks, geese, and other poultry, so the people have meat to eat. Promote the cultivation of winter wheat and Champa rice, and encourage the people to work hard at cultivating the fields and planting mulberry trees. Then, I'll give you, Ayao, a farming manual, so your farming methods can truly help the people. As for those who die without a caregiver, as long as the village head submits a written report to the government, we can handle it."
When Yang Jizong talked about this, he thought of the hard laborers who died.
If there are no relatives to collect their bodies, they will be abandoned in the wilderness.
Chen Yao leaned against his hot chest and responded: "I believe this
"What about Ayao? What are you going to do in the future?"
"Well, then my dad said he would take me to catch some pigs and raise them in the autumn."
"Isn't April the best time to catch piglets?"
"You can catch them at this time of year. They grow fat quickly, become larger and more resistant to disease, and are easier to raise before the cold winter sets in. You just have to select them carefully."
"Then how do I choose? A Yao, tell me so I can learn from you."
Chen Yao pulled his hands away, jumped up, and started talking excitedly while resting her head on the same pillow with him.
When choosing a pig, you must first look at its eyes. A good pig has bright and lively eyes, while a sick pig often has red eyes and eye mucus.
Next, look at the pig's nose. A healthy pig has a long nose bridge and large, moist nostrils.
Then look at the pig's mouth. The fork of the pig's mouth is long and round, and the upper and lower lips are level. This kind of pig knows how to eat, is not picky about food, and grows fast.
When Chen Yao said this, she heard a light snoring sound coming from beside her.
The person who had agreed to go with her to seek the scriptures had fallen asleep.
Chen Yao gently propped herself up, kissed him on the cheek, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
In the dark night, the two of them slept in each other's arms.
The next day, it was just dawn.
Chen Yao was sleeping in a daze. She only felt that she was holding a hot pack. She disliked the hot and hard pack, turned over and kicked it.
Yang Jizong was kicked awake in his sleep. Seeing that the culprit was about to roll off the bed with the quilt, he quickly sat up and pulled the person back to his side.
"It's hot." Chen Yao mumbled.
Yang Jizong pinched her nose and whispered in her ear, "Ayao, if you don't get up and go back to the house, your parents will find out."
"You're so annoying. I want to sleep." Chen Yao slapped away the troublesome hand, pulled the quilt over her head and tried to continue sleeping.
There was no way Yang Jizong would let her continue sleeping, unless he really wanted his parents to find out.
So while Shen Yao covered her head, she leaned over directly.
Chen Yao was awakened by suffocation. She had a nightmare in which she fell into an abyss and suffered from severe hypoxia. She wanted to call for help but couldn't make a sound.
When she opened her eyes, she saw Yang Jizong's face with stubble magnified several times in front of her.
"Awake?" Yang Jizong stepped back and then picked the man up.
The two men's hair was tangled together, and their clothes were wrinkled, especially Yang Jizong's, whose collar was open, revealing everything.
“You, you…”
"I called you several times, but you didn't wake up, so I had to use this method. A Yao, it's already dawn outside." Yang Jizong pointed outside.
Chen Yao then remembered that she had fallen asleep in his room last night. She was so scared that she threw off the quilt and quickly got off the bed. After walking a few steps, she ran back and kissed Yang Jizong on both sides of his face.
Yang Jizong sat on the bed and watched Chen Yao open the door and look into the yard. He couldn't help laughing out loud.
Chen Yao turned around and glared at him, then quickly returned to her room while no one in the family was awake yet.
Fortunately, my family didn’t find out.
After having breakfast at home, Yang Jizong rode to the yamen on horseback, one to report to Li Menghong on the recent promotion of winter wheat, and the other to ask him for the monthly salary of four people.
"Ayao, why did you sleep so soundly last night? I went to look for you and knocked on the door for a long time, but you didn't hear me?" Yang Wenying packed up her sewing basket and prepared to go out to the rabbit house.
She had to take advantage of her brother's absence to see if she could have a chance to meet Zhao Xiaofu.
Chen Yao was too guilty to respond directly, so she asked her instead, "Didn't you say you were going to the school with me to teach the children today?"
Yang Wenying stammered, "My brother is back, right? You go with him. I have to go to the rabbit hutch."
Seeing that she ran faster than a rabbit, Chen Yao breathed a sigh of relief, said goodbye to her family and went to school.
When Yang Wenying passed by the Zhao family's door, she deliberately slowed down her pace. Sure enough, Xu saw her at a glance and invited her into the yard.
"Wenying, have you eaten yet? Auntie made some steamed jujube flower buns. Would you like to try some?"
Yang Wenying's eyes fell on Zhao Xiaofu who was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen. "Auntie, I've already eaten."
"Really? Then you sit here for a while. I'll get the sewing basket and we'll go to the rabbit hutch together."
"good."
When Xu entered the house, before Yang Wenying approached the kitchen, the people inside had already come out.
"Brother Xiaofu."
Zhao Xiaofu felt his ears burning from her shouting, and he quickly went into his room.
Yang Wenying felt a little disappointed when she saw him avoiding her, but soon she saw Zhao Xiaofu coming out of the house again.
"Wenying, I heard from the teacher that you've loved poetry since you were young. I copied this collection of poems myself. If you don't mind..."
Yang Wenying looked at the poetry collection and took it directly: "My brother praised your calligraphy. Thank you, Brother Xiaofu, for giving me this."
Zhao Xiaofu saw her holding the book she had copied, and then he took out a straw dragonfly from his sleeve and asked, "Do you want to play with this?"
Yang Wenying looked at the dragonfly and remembered the velvet flower pattern she had asked him to draw, and they smiled at each other.
When Xu took the sewing basket from the house and changed her clothes, she saw her son chopping firewood in the yard, while Yang Wenying was sitting quietly beside him.
Xu secretly cursed her son for being so useless and took Yang Wenying to the rabbit house.
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