The bruise stretched from the left shoulder blade to the lower back, forming a continuous piece. In some serious areas, blood spots were oozing out. Yang Donghu asked Zhao Luochuan to turn his back so that he could see more clearly.
Yang Donghu's shyness turned into fear when he saw Zhao Luochuan's naked body. He knew that the mountain was dangerous. Zhao Luochuan always had marks on his body when he came back from the mountain in the past, but this was the first time he had seen such a large area.
Yang Donghu touched her with his hand and asked distressedly, "What's wrong with you too?"
Zhao Luochuan originally didn't want him to see it. If he made Yang Donghu suspicious, then every time he went up the mountain in the future, Yang Donghu would worry day and night, adding to his troubles.
Then he changed his mind and thought, it would be hard to hide in such a big place. The two of them were together day and night, sleeping in the same bed. It would be extremely difficult not to be discovered by Yang Donghu. It would be better to take the initiative to speak up.
"I just accidentally fell down in the mountains. It looks scary, but I'm almost healed. It won't delay anything at all. Don't worry." Zhao Luochuan turned his head to observe Yang Donghu's expression and comforted him, "Really, it doesn't hurt at all. Just look if you don't believe me."
As he spoke, he stretched his left arm. What he said was indeed the truth. It was indeed very painful when he fell down, but Zhao Fangyu had applied medicine on him on the mountain, so apart from some soreness and swelling, he didn't feel anything else.
Yang Donghu held his arm to prevent him from moving, his lips tightly pursed, not even a hint of teasing in his heart. He said in a serious tone, "Don't move. Have you applied the medicine? I have safflower oil at home. I'll give you a massage after you wash your body."
Zhao Luochuan was afraid of him doing this, so he picked up some firewood and stuffed a large piece into the stove. Then he persuaded Yang Donghu to leave the kitchen: "Okay, the water is almost ready, no need to boil it. Go to the east room and wait for me. I'll come find you when I'm done washing."
Zhao Luochuan was not wearing any clothes. After Yang Donghu went out, he closed the door tightly, fearing that the wind would blow in from outside. He stood by the window and glanced inside worriedly, and told Zhao Luochuan to take a shower quickly.
"Why don't you come in and we wash together? There's plenty of water in the pot anyway, so you don't have to worry about me." Zhao Luochuan said with a wicked smile.
He didn't hear any talking, and the only response to Zhao Luochuan was the sound of the window slamming shut.
However, after Zhao Luochuan made such a fuss, Yang Donghu's nervousness was relieved a lot.
You still have to be upper body naked when applying the medicine. Zhao Luochuan had just washed himself, and Yang Donghu was afraid that the cold would invade his body, so he relit the stove that had not been lit for a long time.
Zhao Luochuan took a quick shower. As soon as the room got a little warmer, he came in, all wet.
Yang Donghu couldn't help but complain: "It's still cold outside. Why don't you dry yourself before going out? I'll catch a cold."
"I'm in good health, it's no problem."
Yang Donghu's first reaction was this: he was stubborn. He didn't want to say much, and motioned Zhao Luochuan to sit on the bed. He warmed his hands on the stove for a while, poured some safflower oil into his palms, rubbed them, and gently covered Zhao Luochuan's back.
His technique was gentle, fearing that too much pressure would increase Zhao Luochuan's pain. The whole process was soothing. Yang Donghu rubbed seriously and forgot about his shyness. He only reacted when he finished rubbing, and his hand was still on Zhao Luochuan's broad shoulder and did not move away.
Zhao Luochuan was enjoying himself and was sighing in his heart how good it was to have a husband. Zhao Fangyu was such a rough guy that he once suspected that some of the bruises on his back were caused by Zhao Fangyu rubbing too hard.
Her husband's soft palm roamed over her back. Zhao Luochuan closed his eyes and let out a satisfied sigh, which woke up the person who was applying medicine behind him.
Yang Donghu suddenly came back to his senses and retracted his hand. His face was hotter than the palms of his hands that had been rubbed warm.
"You're done. Wait a minute before getting dressed." Yang Donghu hid away under the pretext of going out to wash his hands.
Zhao Luochuan stared at his fleeing back with his eyes wide open, and couldn't help but chuckle.
Yang Donghu stayed outside for a long time before the heat on his face dissipated a lot. When he thought of Zhao Luochuan still shirtless in the house, he was so embarrassed that he walked around the yard twice and didn't dare to go into the house at all.
The purse that was promised to be embroidered for Zhao Luochuan was still in Zhu Cuilan's yard, and Yang Donghu planned to take this opportunity to get it back.
Zhao Fangchu left him some licorice roots and was thinking of sending them to him. Seeing that someone was coming, he wouldn't have to make another trip.
Licorice root looks a bit like Houttuynia cordata, but it does not smell fishy and tastes sweet. When there is no snack at home, the children in the village run all over the mountains and fields to dig it, and they don’t feel tired even if they search for a whole day.
The ones in the mountains are thicker than those at the foot of the mountain. If you can’t finish them, you can dry them and soak them in water. Boil a small pot of them with sour plums and put them in well water. Drinking them in summer is the best way to relieve summer heat.
Zhao Fangchu was still young, and Yang Donghu was not greedy. He took a piece of licorice, chewed it twice to taste it, and left the rest to him.
Yang Donghu deliberately delayed for a while, and only when he estimated that the safflower oil was almost dry did he take his purse and go back. He thought that Zhao Luochuan would finally put on his clothes by now.
Unexpectedly, when I pushed the door open and entered the room, Zhao Luochuan was sitting on the bed, his body still clean.
"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Not only does being a hunter require a lot of physical effort, but in order to get more prey in the mountains, one also needs to be agile. Zhao Luochuan's figure was not noticeable when he was wearing clothes, but now Yang Donghu could see his muscular chest clearly. He felt that staring at him was too reckless, but at the same time he couldn't help but glance up.
"If you want to look, just look. We are a family now. There is no need to be sneaky." This was not the first or second time that Yang Donghu had peeked at her, so Zhao Luochuan simply let him watch to his heart's content.
Yang Donghu looked at him like a peacock with its tail spread out, and he secretly criticized him in his heart, thinking how shameless he was.
But he was right. Yang Donghu thought again, they had already done more intimate things, so what was there to be afraid of just watching? It was not like he was looking at another man.
He made up his mind and stopped hiding it. He sat down beside the bed and looked at her openly. The more he looked, the more he liked her. If this figure was shown to the public, even if it was bound by rules, it would still attract a lot of girls and wives.
He guessed correctly. It was hot in the summer and no one except girls and boys wanted to go to the trouble of boiling water for a bath in the house. Several familiar men in the village got together and went to the small river behind the village where the water was clear and shallow. They went in and took a bath, which made their whole bodies feel refreshed.
Before Zhao Luochuan got married, he was a frequent visitor to that small river, especially when he came down from the mountain. He would first wash himself clean in the river and then go back and lie down on the bed to sleep.
His height alone was eye-catching, and his face would rank among the best if compared with that of people from several villages. He rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, revealing his strong and sturdy muscles. On the way back, he met girls and boys who kept avoiding him. At that time, Zhao Luochuan thought that they didn't like him.
Yang Donghu was secretly delighted. This was her husband, and she could look at him as long as she wanted.
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