Chapter 407 The Story of Twins
The next day, Yike opened her hazy eyes. The sun had risen very high. It shone through the large glass window, onto the large wardrobe, the dressing table, and Yike's pink bed.
Yi Ke looked at the many tiny dust particles flying in the sunlight. She pulled the quilt to cover her face and sighed in her heart.
She slept alone last night, and Ziyi was arranged to sleep in his brothers' room upstairs. My father said that at my mother’s house, couples are not allowed to sleep in the same bed.
Ziyi could only look at Yike with resentment. Yike watched him being taken upstairs by his father with amusement. Later, after she fell asleep, she realized that she laughed too early.
She suffered from insomnia for the first time. She had gotten used to having someone around her. Without Ziyi, she felt cold no matter how hard she slept...
She didn't know how many times she tossed and turned in bed, and wondered if Ziyi would be the same as him. But then she thought about how Ziyi would sleep in the same position until dawn, and she seemed to fall asleep as she thought about it...
As soon as I lifted the quilt, I found the room was warm, unlike my hometown. Although it didn't snow in winter, it was still damp and cold, just like the magic attacks in the game, which seemed nothing on the surface, but in fact, my heart had already been "shaking" for a long time.
The winter in the north is dry and cold, just like the physical attacks in the game. The first thing that gets hurt is the skin and flesh. You just need to wear more clothes and you'll be fine. In fact, in the north, there is heating indoors, so no matter how cold it is outside, it is warm indoors. Unlike her hometown, when it was cold, at most they would put up a charcoal stove, and only rich families could afford it. The most a poor person can do is put a baking tray under his feet.
A burning cage is made by weaving bamboo into a cage shape. A clay pot is placed inside. Red-hot charcoal used for cooking is placed in the clay pot, which is then covered with charcoal ash to allow it to burn slowly.
If you want to keep the temperature longer, grab a handful of carpenter's wood shavings and cover them on the charcoal ash, and then cover it with another layer of charcoal ash. This way, the baking oven can generally stay hot for most of the day.
This kind of roasting basket is like a bamboo basket used for buying vegetables. It has a handle on it, making it very convenient to carry. I used to see Sister Osmanthus carrying it to school in winter. My sister said that if I put my feet on the warming basket during class, I would keep them warm so that my whole body wouldn’t shiver from the cold.
Thinking of the word "shiver", Yike remembered that in her previous life, a friend came from the north to the southwest of her hometown and said to her: "We people in the north rely on heaters to keep warm, but you people here rely on "shivering" to resist the cold." She was envious at the time. Later, as people's living standards improved and air conditioners entered thousands of households, they no longer relied on "shivering" to keep out the cold.
One can imagine that in this parallel world, in the 1960s, no one knew what air conditioning was. Didn’t people in my hometown rely on “shivering” to resist the cold?
Yike was thinking a lot in his mind, and his hands were not idle either. She was wearing a high-necked beige sweater, which was knitted by her mother. Her sister also had an identical one.
Last night her sister asked her to wear the same clothes today, so she had no choice but to do so.
She put on black trousers because cotton trousers couldn't be worn indoors. A pair of new cloth shoes with a piece of black leather on the toe. Yi Ke looked at the pair of sturdy shoes and thought that even if he kicked the threshold of his house to pieces, the shoes would not break. Maybe her mother made such sturdy shoes because she thought of her living in the countryside.
Yike tidied himself up and opened the heavy curtains on the other side completely. Through the bright window, he saw the bare branches of the trees in the courtyard, with a few birds that were not afraid of the cold resting on them.
"Sister, sister. Are you awake? It's time to get up." Tang Xiner pushed the door open and shouted.
Yike turned around and saw that the girl standing in front of him looked exactly like him. If you didn't know, you would think that Yike was looking in the mirror.
"Sister, look at the way we are dressed today. What if your brother Han comes to propose marriage and he recognizes the wrong person?" Yi Ke asked with pretended concern.
"Hmph, if he dares to recognize the wrong person, then he'll be in trouble." Tang Xiner made a cold expression.
"Haha, no one should cry when the time comes." Yi Ke said jokingly.
"Oh, I'm afraid that once we go out, someone won't recognize us, and the one crying might be someone else." Tang Xiner also said with a smile.
The two sisters walked out laughing and met Ziyi who was coming upstairs at the stairs. Tang Xiner pulled Yike to her side and signaled him not to speak.
Yike pursed her lips and smiled. Neither of them spoke, but both looked at Ziyi.
Ziyi knew that this was another trick played by Tang Xiner. He stepped forward and pulled Yike to his side, saying angrily, "You are not allowed to wear the same clothes as her. Have you forgotten what happened last time? Go in and change."
After saying that, he ignored Tang Xiner, pulled Yike into the bedroom, opened the closet and wanted to help Yike choose a new piece of clothing. Then he was dazzled by the closet full of clothes.
Yike couldn't help laughing in his heart. Tang Xiner ran in relentlessly, and then he heard Ziyi's words: "Wife, your mother really loves you."
Tang Xiner suddenly forgot the original intention of chasing in, and said proudly: "Of course, my mother loves my sister the most now."
Ziyi rolled his eyes at Tang Xiner and laughed.
Ziyi chose a thin cotton vest from the clothes frame. The vest was light and soft.
"Hey, brother-in-law, tell me, how did you distinguish us?" Tang Xiner remembered what she wanted to ask.
"No need to distinguish, because when you look at your wife, you don't look at her with your eyes, but with your heart. Also, not all men are careful. You'd better not play this trick again, otherwise you will suffer the consequences and there will be no regrets."
Ziyi was really angry at Tang Xiner's childish behavior. If the boy surnamed Han really admitted his mistake, it would be so embarrassing and he would inevitably feel bad.
Yike had thought of this in her mind, so she let Ziyi go down first, and then told Tang Xiner the story of twins who mistook the bride for their real husband in their previous life.
The protagonists of the story are twins. The bride and groom are both twins. On the wedding night, he recognized the wrong bride. The next day, when he was serving tea to his parents and each of them said their own names, he realized that he had recognized the wrong bride. In the end, he could only accept the mistake.
Tang Xiner stared at Yi Ke in amazement and asked foolishly, "Aren't they in great pain?"
"Need I say this? But what can we do? The twin sisters are as alike as flip cards. Even their parents sometimes make mistakes about them, not to mention the groom who doesn't spend all day with the bride." Yike explained.
"Then, why can your brother-in-law recognize you every time?" Tang Xiner still wanted to figure it out.
"Aren't you and I different in height? I'd recognize you at first sight." Yi Ke said mischievously, but in his heart he thought, "We've been husband and wife for two lifetimes, even the smell of our souls is familiar, what else can't we recognize?"
Tang Xiner muttered, "It's not fun at all. I recognize it every time."
"Sister, this is not fun. Think about it, if your brother Han really recognizes the wrong me, it would be so embarrassing, and you would definitely feel uncomfortable. And you can't blame him for this. He only sees you a few times a year, right? You can't try it. Recognizing people has nothing to do with feelings. Some people are naturally careless. Don't play this kind of game in the future." Yi Ke persuaded earnestly.
Alas, this sister is good in every way except that she is too playful.
Tang Xiner might have been frightened by the story of the twin sisters. Not only did she promise not to play this kind of game again, but she also went back to her room and put on new clothes. Those were the clothes she had worn to show Han Yuan.
Yike smiled secretly, his sister was finally scared, haha...
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