Chapter 107 Chapter 107 Continuous Rain
Huo Xing hugged him and asked, "Want to buy a shop?"
Miao Ying was just thinking about it. After all, the shops in the town were cheaper. If they were in the county, the shop they bought for Lingzhi would probably cost over a hundred taels in the county. It was better not to think about it in the short term. After all, they still had to keep their savings for emergencies.
"Let's talk about it later." Miao Ying yawned and put his arm around Huo Xing's waist.
The bed was also warm. Miao Ying moved a little closer to him and naturally felt the changes in Huo Xing.
Huo Xing's breathing became heavier, and his grip on Miao Ying tightened, but he didn't make any other moves. He just adjusted his breathing and moved to the side unnoticeably. Miao Ying leaned towards him: "Want it?"
Huo Xing immediately shook his head with a serious expression: "No."
Miao Ying smiled, with a mischievous look in his eyes.
Ever since they found out they had a child, they hadn't had any close contact. One reason was because of the child, and the other was because setting up the stall was really tiring, and at night they just wanted to sleep, and no one had the mind for that.
But today is New Year's Eve, and they won't be setting up stalls tomorrow, so they can sleep in. Miao Ying stretched out her little hand, and Huo Xing's breathing stopped.
"cannot……"
Miao Ying leaned over and kissed him: "Are you trying to suffocate yourself to death? I can feel it."
Huo Xing felt a little dazed the moment he was touched, but the next moment a hand tightly grasped Miao Ying's hand. Miao Ying raised his head, his eyes sparkling: "If you don't want it, then help me, I want it."
The sound of rain was dripping outside the window, and the room was warm. Miao Ying's body was covered with a thin layer of sweat, his legs were trembling, and his skin was a little red.
Huo Xing poured him some hot water and changed his clothes. Miao Ying propped up his head to look at him. After he changed his clothes, his eyelids began to droop: "Come up and sleep quickly. It's cold."
It's cold in winter, and it rained at night, so I felt like I was going to freeze to death if I stretched out my hand.
Originally, Huo Xing planned to wash Miao Ying's underwear before sleeping, but he was afraid that he would catch a cold while sleeping, so he had to put it down and went back to bed to hold him while sleeping.
Miao Ying always slept well, and the sound of firecrackers at midnight did not wake him up.
The weather this year was particularly strange. It rained on New Year's Eve and the first day of the Lunar New Year. Li Hongying, who had originally planned to burn incense, had to wait until the fifteenth day. Even Miao Ying did not dare to go back to her parents' home.
The roads nowadays are all dirt roads. When it rains, they become muddy and very slippery. Miao Ying has a child, and it would be terrible if he fell, so Huo Xing had to go back alone this year.
Miao Ying watched with eager eyes as Huo Xing left with lots of bags and wearing a straw raincoat. He felt a little bad in his heart. He also wanted to go back and see Pang Pang. The child changed every day and should be very cute now. It was a pity that he couldn't see him this time.
Huo Xing returned in the afternoon, still carrying a bundle, but now with a new batch of things given to him by his mother's family. He unfolded them one by one for Miao Ying to see: "This bundle contains clothes made by my sister-in-law and mother for the child." He then opened another bundle and said, "These are toys for the child."
Miao Ying heard a gurgling sound, and when he opened it, he saw a rattle and a few cloth tigers.
Finally, there was a bundle containing a lot of snacks, some of which he had eaten before and some of which he had never seen before.
Although the gifts were light, they were all the love his mother's family had for him and his children, which made him more tolerant of this rainy year.
This year was the most boring one for Miao Ying. He couldn't go out and just sat in front of the stove with his arms folded every day, warming himself by the fire. Everyone else in the family had their own things to do, and Miao Ying was the only one who was bored to death.
Seeing Li Hongying doing needlework, Miao Ying also came over. In his previous life, he was a working emperor and could do everything except needlework, which he really could not learn no matter how hard he tried.
He came up to Li Hongying, eager to try.
"Come, I'll teach you." Li Hongying also saw that he was bored, so she pulled him aside and gave him a needle, "You thread the needle yourself first."
Miao Ying took the needle and licked the thread end. Although he didn't know how to do it, the action of threading a needle is engraved in the bones and blood of every old Chinese.
"You can thread a needle pretty quickly." Li Hongying tied the thread into a knot. "I'm old now, and my eyesight is blurry, so I have to ask Xiaolin to thread it for me every time."
She took out a piece of cloth and handed it to Miao Ying: "Sew it? Just fold it in half and sew the sides together."
Miao Ying felt that he had seen a lot, so it shouldn't be difficult to get started. However, when he just gave the first injection, he pricked his index finger, and a few scarlet spots came out. He sucked the blood from his fingertips and started again.
I gave myself ten injections in total, pricking myself four or five times.
Li Hongying took a handkerchief and wiped his hands clean: "Oh, you just started writing it down, and your fingers are almost pricked like a sieve."
Miao Ying curled his lips: "It's too difficult." He handed the cloth to Li Hongying, looked at her flying fingers, and felt that he really couldn't do this job.
"Forget it, go play." Li Hongying reached out and touched his head, then took the needle from his hand. "Let me make the child's clothes. If I can't make them in the future, I'll buy them for him."
Miao Ying turned his head and saw his grandmother sitting next to him. Her hands were already skin and bones. Her eyes seemed blurred, but there was still a kind smile on her face.
Miao Ying rubbed his eyes and said, "You will have to make a lot of clothes for the children in the future."
Li Hongying poked his head and said, "Mother is alone, why don't you go play with Ah Xing and the others?"
It rained intermittently for three or four days, and it finally cleared up on the fifth day. Miao Ying felt that he was going to grow mushrooms if he stayed in the house all the time. He was just about to go out for a walk and talk to Ye Feng for a while, but he didn't expect that as soon as he walked out of the hospital gate, Huo Xing grabbed him by the waist and carried him back.
"What are you doing?" Miao Ying struggled slightly.
"The road is slippery, I'll take you there." Huo Xing picked him up.
Miao Ying punched his shoulder hard: "No, it won't look good if you go like this!"
Huo Xing had no choice but to put him down. Thinking Miao Ying was angry, he quickly explained, "The road outside is narrow. I almost slipped when I went out this morning. Why don't we wait until the road is a little dry before going out?"
Miao Ying patted his shoulder and said, "I know. If I go to his house now, it will be too much trouble. I might as well not go."
Huo Xing was able to go out. He had been preparing to renovate Lingzhi's shop since the New Year. Miao Ying couldn't go out these days, so he put on a straw raincoat and went to the town to work.
After being stuck at home for another two days, the mud on the road finally dried up. Miao Ying couldn't wait to walk out of the yard. He first talked to Ye Feng, then went to see his vegetable garden. Finally, someone came to his house and said that there would be a happy event in the village on the tenth day of the first lunar month, and asked their whole family to go.
They have been in the village for three years and get along very well with the villagers. Whenever there is a wedding or funeral in someone's family, they go back, give a contribution, and have a big feast.
The family on the tenth day is marrying off a boy. Miao Ying said that he would go with Li Hongying to learn from their experience so that they would have a set of rules when they marry Lingzhi and the others. After all, their family has never married off a boy.
Miao Ying originally thought that Lingzhi could go with him, but he didn't expect that on the ninth day of the first lunar month, Fu Lingyou came to pick him up to go to the county town. After being persuaded by his family, he finally decided to go back to the county town with Fu Lingyou to meet the elders of the Fu family.
Before leaving, Miao Ying squeezed Lingzhi's hand and said, "Remember what we said. When living a wicked life, the most important thing is to be happy. Don't think too much. We have the confidence now."
Lingzhi nodded and hugged him gently.
When Lingzhi went to the county town, his family went to the village to attend a wedding and learn from the experience. Miao Ying was also responsible for commenting on the banquet. Li Hongying said that the most delicious banquet she had ever eaten was the one prepared by Miao Ying when Miao Dong got married.
"It would be great if I could prepare a feast for Lingzhi when he gets married." Miao Ying felt a little regretful, but seeing how anxious Fu Lingyou was, he probably wanted to hold the wedding before he gave birth. "I don't know if Lingzhi will have a smooth day today, I hope he won't suffer any injustice."
Li Hongying squeezed his hand and comforted him, "If his brother can't protect him, then there's no point in getting married."
They didn't get too close to see the wedding ceremony, because Miao Ying didn't feel comfortable squeezing into the crowd, but they still felt a sense of joy. At first, Miao Ying thought there was some taboo here, saying that pregnant women couldn't go there for fear of missing someone else, so he even asked Li Hongying specifically.
Li Hongying smiled and said, "People are eager to see pregnant women coming. What we say here is that the more pregnant women come, the faster they will get pregnant."
So when Miao Ying went there, the host treated him very well.
The dishes on the table were not very tasty. At least the dishes that their family usually ate were oily and flavorful. Eating these now seemed not as tasty. After they finished eating, Huo Xing took Miao Ying home.
"How is your renovation of the shop going?" Miao Ying asked him.
"Just find someone to light the stove and we'll be almost there." Huo Xing protected him, "Be careful, the road ahead is slippery."
Miao Ying nodded and stepped more carefully: "When will we set up the stall again?"
"When do you want to come?" Huo Xing looked at his belly. In fact, he didn't really want him to travel with him like this again. Even with an ox cart, the road was still bumpy.
"Let's go on the 15th." Miao Ying felt that he had been lying around at home lately and had gotten lazy. In fact, they could have set up a stall from the 8th, but Miao Ying always woke up at dawn, so they had to put the stall on hold for the time being. "It's Chinese New Year now, and everyone's family has something good to eat. No one cares about our business anymore."
Huo Xing thought about it and realized the same thing, so he said, "Okay, I'm going to town to take care of the shop these days. I'll buy groceries when I'm done."
Lingzhi didn't come back today, and Miao Ying was a little worried.
Fortunately, Fu Lingyou sent the person back the next day and said that on the fifteenth day, the elders of the Fu family would come to their house to discuss the marriage. This shocked the whole family.
They were all ordinary people. The highest official they had ever seen was the clerk in the county government office. They had never even seen a county magistrate, let alone a rich man. Now their family members had condescended to come to their house to discuss marriage, but apart from Miao Ying, there was no one in the family who could be in charge.
"Come if you want." Miao Ying said nonchalantly, "We'll treat you as we should. Our family is not inferior to others, so cheer up!"
Lingzhi liked Miao Ying's open-minded personality the most, and her original anxiety and uneasiness disappeared as he spoke: "Thank you, Xiaoying."
Miao Ying didn't like his polite attitude, so he poked his forehead and asked about meeting his parents.
Lingzhi also said it. After all, his meeting with parents is different from others, and it cannot be viewed with common sense. But as long as there is no problem, it's fine as long as Fu Lingyou can handle it.
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