The dim light shone on the smooth faces of the people inside, casting shadows of their eyelashes under their eyelids, making each lash distinct, and their large, dark eyes shone especially brightly in the dim environment.
When Song Hanyan observed this little girl up close for the first time, she seemed to be the apple of his eye; she was especially beautiful.
At the same time, Nanzhi was also sizing up the man in front of her.
The man was tall and imposing, with dark, deep eyes beneath his strong, handsome brows. His thick beard concealed exquisitely shaped lips; such lips must be very kissable.
Nanzhi dismissed the thoughts in her mind, trying to figure out what she was thinking.
She is a good young woman of the 21st century. Although she is married now, she is still very innocent. In this era, everyone abides by the Three Cardinal Guides and Five Constant Virtues, so she can't scare Song Hanyan.
Just as he was wondering what Song Hanyan was going to do next, he saw the other person stand up and take a few steps out of the room.
Nanzhi:······
She took out a mirror from her spatial dimension. Although the original owner was a bit dark-skinned, after her treatment, her skin was almost flawless. She had bright eyes and a small, cherry-like mouth. She wasn't ugly. Could it be that Song Hanyan didn't like her?
Nanzhi soon realized that she was wrong.
Song Hanyan brought in a basin of water and placed it at her feet.
Without saying a word, he started helping Nanzhi take off her shoes and socks.
"I can do it myself."
Even in this modern world, no one had ever washed her feet before, so Nanzhi felt a little uncomfortable, and more than that, embarrassed.
She was no match for Song Hanyan with her meager strength. The man quickly removed her shoes and socks, then put her feet in the water.
Nanzhi could not resist and had no choice but to let him do as he pleased.
After washing her, I carefully dried her off, then quickly carried the water out.
Seeing the other person's anxious look, Nanzhi lifted her feet up and smelled them.
It doesn't smell bad. Why is he walking so fast?
Once outside, Song Hanyan let out a long breath. Recalling the skin she had just touched—the delicate little feet, the smooth skin—she couldn't help but blush. But they were still too small.
When Song Hanyan returned, Nanzhi was already lying in bed. Sensing movement beside her, Nanzhi nervously gripped the blankets.
Being single for ages, this was the first time I'd ever had a man lying next to me in bed, on our wedding night. It was inevitable that I'd have some thoughts, but after waiting for a long time, the person behind me didn't make a move.
She turned around and found that the other person was already asleep.
Nanzhi was very depressed, yet also a little happy.
What's frustrating is that Song Hanyan might not be interested in her at all.
The good thing is that the original owner of this body is only fifteen years old, which is still an immature young man in modern times. If they had sex so early, what would happen if they got pregnant?
Wait a minute, Nanzhi suddenly realized that she had never seen this body menstruate since she came here.
Is there something wrong with this body?
Thinking about this, she couldn't sleep. If the original owner of this body had a problem, wouldn't she be close to death?
"Don't move."
A large hand wrapped around her waist from behind, and a warm chest pressed against Nanzhi's back.
"You're still young, we'll talk about it when you're older."
What do you mean "still young"?
When Nan Zhi realized what was happening, she blushed with embarrassment. She had thought that Song Hanyan was not interested in the original owner of this body, but it seemed that she had been overthinking it.
Nan Zhi looked down and saw that the original owner was indeed quite small, and with years of malnutrition, she was skin and bones.
If she were a man, she definitely wouldn't be interested in a body like that.
When Nanzhi woke up the next day, the person beside her was gone.
Just as she was getting ready to get up, Song Hanyan came in from outside carrying firewood, bringing with him a gust of cold air. Nanzhi couldn't help but wrap the blanket around herself tighter.
Song Hanyan said softly, "I woke you up. It's still early. You should sleep a little longer."
Nanzhi glanced at the sky outside the window, then shook her head, wrapped in the blanket: "No."
At this time of day, she should be up and start cooking for the family. If she gets up late, she will inevitably be scolded, or even beaten, depending on Shu Zhizhen's mood.
Waking up at this time every day has become a habit.
Afraid of the cold wind getting in, Nanzhi carefully moved to the edge of the bed and picked up her clothes.
Song Hanyan said softly, "No need to get up, it's still early." He repeated it again.
Nanzhi: "I need to get up and cook."
“I’ll cook,” Song Hanyan said, pulling the clothes from Nanzhi’s hands and pressing her into the quilt. “Rest well, I’ll call you for dinner later.”
Nanzhi lay on the bed, wrapped in a blanket by the man, with only her head showing.
The man gently stroked her hair: "Sweetie, go to sleep."
His voice was deep and pleasant, like dancing on Nanzhi's heart. Nanzhi admitted that she was charmed.
I curled up in the blankets and went back to sleep until the sunlight shone in from outside.
The man was no longer there. Nanzhi put on her clothes, stretched, and yawned. This was the most comfortable sleep she had ever had since she came into this world.
Breakfast was warming on the stove: simple hot porridge and steamed buns, which were surprisingly soft white flour buns.
To save money, the Nan family used a lot of rice bran and a small amount of cornmeal to make steamed buns, which were rough on the throat.
After finishing her meal, Nanzhi began to think about lunch. There was still some millet in the rice jar, plus a little bit of wheat flour and a large bag of bran, which was almost nothing.
How can we eat like this?
Nanzhi decided to go up the mountain to pick some vegetables to eat.
As the weather gradually warms up, the snow and ice on the mountain melt, leaving only the area above the halfway point covered in snow. The vegetation has not yet sprouted, but Nanzhi knows where to find wild vegetables.
Although it's a bit of a hassle to travel back and forth, it's still something.
When I arrived at the crater where I visited last time, everything was still lush and green. Not only did many herbs grow here, but wild vegetables were also abundant along the edges.
Nanzhi dug up some and put them in her basket, then continued walking in.
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