Su Ziyu listened to his father's advice with an embarrassed look, then stood up and went back to the house.

He was quite surprised that his father, an old-fashioned man, could say such words.

But his father really thinks he is a fool?!

Even if he has never eaten pork, he must have heard what pork tastes like! It's pretty dry...

It’s a pity his father could come up with this idea.

Shen Zhihuan was leaning against the head of the bed reading a book. When he heard the door open, he looked up.

"It's so late, what does Dad want to talk to you about?"

"Guess." Su Ziyu took off his clothes and got on the bed, then hugged his young wife in his arms.

"I put the betrothal gift in the drawer of the wardrobe. You can give it to mother tomorrow!"

Judging from the scene on the wedding day, I'm afraid they spent a lot of money.

Although Su Changjiang is the village party secretary, which sounds quite impressive, his salary is actually not high.

Although Su Zijun is a regular employee of the flour mill, his monthly salary is only 30 yuan.

Zhang Fengxia had to look after Xiao Qiping and could not go to the fields to earn work points.

Zhou Xiuqiao was the only one at home who went to the fields.

No matter how capable a woman is, how many work points can she earn in a day? ! She still has to support Su Lili, who spends money.

Su Hongying would come to ask for trouble from time to time.

"Wife, stop imagining things. Dad didn't come to me to talk about money." Su Ziyu wrapped the person closer to him until they were tightly pressed together.

"Are you talking about this? I will also return the betrothal money to my father and mother."

Whether she has these two thousand yuan or not will not affect her quality of life, but these two thousand yuan can make life much better for her father, mother, elder brother, and elder sister-in-law.

"Wife, my parents still have money. Even if they have no money, don't they still have me? This betrothal gift may not be much for you, but it is a token of love from my parents, elder brother, and elder sister-in-law." Su Ziyu grabbed Shen Zhihuan's hand and kissed it.

"Captain Su, you know that's not what I meant. I just don't want my parents to be in trouble in the future because of giving me so much betrothal gifts." Shen Zhihuan hurriedly explained.

Heaven and earth’s conscience!

Two thousand yuan of betrothal gift...

Not to mention in this remote mountain area, even in a big city like Beijing, it would be considered a sky-high price for a bride price.

"If you want to talk about being troubled, Dad and Mom really have a difficult thing going on right now..." Su Ziyu lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Zhihuan.

"What's up?"

Shen Zhihuan glanced at Su Ziyu, and her sixth sense told her that this guy...

"The most difficult thing for Dad and Mom is..."

Su Ziyu turned over, pressed the person under him, leaned over to whisper something in her ear.

Shen Zhihuan's face turned red all of a sudden.

She knew that this person was shameless and couldn't say anything nice.

"Wife, do you think I'm a fool?" Su Ziyu looked at the rosy-cheeked young wife with a smile on his face, his cold voice carrying a hint of ambiguity.

"Don't you look like one?" Shen Zhihuan rolled his eyes at him.

The first time we kissed, I almost ate her like she was a pork chop.

However, Shen Zhihuan didn't dare to tell her about this dark history, for fear that he would go crazy again and force her to practice desperately.

"Wife, are you dissatisfied with my performance?" Su Ziyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

"How is that possible?!" Shen Zhihuan laughed dryly.

Although the first process was bumpy and not smooth, the ending was still satisfactory.

After all, facing such an attractive and pleasing face, it would be hard not to be perfect.

"Wife, your eyes tell me that you are very dissatisfied with my performance." Su Ziyu narrowed his eyes.

"Su Ziyu, stop making things up here."

Shen Zhihuan reached out and poked his heart.

This shameless guy has been making a fuss for a long time, just trying to seek benefits for himself.

"Wife, it's still early..." Su Ziyu's thin lips fell beside her ear.

Although I have done intimate things before, I am not an amateur and don't know the real taste of meat. Although I miss her in my heart, it is not like now. I want to be with her all the time.

That burning gaze made Shen Zhihuan feel hot all over.

She is such a superficial person, facing such a charming and handsome face...

How can I still remember that there is a word called rejection in the dictionary?

After finishing his business, Su Ziyu immediately took out the black ointment.

For fear of wasting the ointment again, Su Ziyu didn't dare to have any more random thoughts. He held his breath and carefully applied the ointment to every corner, then quickly looked away.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Shen Zhihuan could smell a faint fragrance. When he felt carefully, he found that the place where the medicine was applied was a little warm.

Su Ziyu washed his hands, got into bed, hugged his young wife in his arms, leaned close to her ear and whispered something.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Shen Zhihuan was shocked when he heard this.

This medicine has also been mentioned in some unofficial histories.

However, if this kind of ointment really exists, it should be a top-secret prescription.

after all……

The things used by the concubines in the ancient palace were not something that ordinary dignitaries could covet.

But most of the unofficial history is hearsay and then passed down orally.

Many things that were seemingly unfounded were suddenly turned into facts through the exaggeration of those who were interested.

Anyway, no one can crawl out of the grave to explain, so let them do whatever they want.

Dead trees bear no fruit, and lies cost no money.

"Captain Su, who told you this?" Shen Zhihuan gently stroked the newly emerged stubble on Su Ziyu's chin with his slender fingers.

A rough old man, asking about medicine for women?! Su Ziyu: "I have a comrade-in-arms who is the vice president of the People's Hospital in charge of logistics. I wanted to go to him to get some medicine..."

"Then he gave you this ointment?" Shen Zhihuan laughed.

So sloppy?!

"He's in charge of logistics, where did he get this ointment? I coaxed it from an uncle who runs a drugstore."

"That's amazing. I didn't expect that our Captain Su can not only coax women, but also uncles?" Shen Zhihuan joked with a smile.

"Do you know who I stole this bottle of ointment from?" Su Ziyu wrapped the person to his side.

"If you ask like this... then he must be someone I know, and he's not on good terms with me. There are many people who are not on good terms with me, but there aren't many who can afford this ointment..."

Shen Zhihuan thought for a moment, "Is it Chen Huihui or Chu Fang?"

As soon as she said this, she immediately shook her head, "No, Chu Fang has never been here."

"Is it Chen Huihui?"

"Right or wrong?" Su Ziyu smiled dotingly.

His young wife is really smart.

He gave her a clue and she was able to unravel it.

"Right is right, wrong is wrong, what do you mean by right and wrong?!" Shen Zhihuan patted him lightly.

"It's Dong Manting..."

"Is she still necessary?" Shen Zhihuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

At her age, she should have passed menopause.

Do you really think this is a miracle cure?

"It's not for her to use." Knowing what the young wife was thinking, Su Ziyu also chuckled.

(End of this chapter)