When Luo Fengtang came out of the shower room, he first glanced at the bed.
The layers of tents fell down, like a blooming flower.
Inside the tent, there was a faint shadow, as if a cat was scratching his heart.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the urge, and walked over to the cradle to take a look.
The child tilted his head and slept soundly.
He leaned down and kissed the child's little face.
If your mother won't kiss you, I will kiss you more.
He kissed her a few more times, then gently lifted the quilt for her, and then stood up.
Just as she turned around to go to sleep in her own shop, her voice came from behind her.
"Tangyazi..."
This sound is like the sound of nature.
He stopped suddenly and turned around.
Then he saw a corner of the curtain lifted up, revealing her beautiful face.
The collar of her white pajamas was a bit messy and loose, revealing a piece of porcelain-white skin.
The delicate collarbone stimulated his vision.
"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law..." He found that he couldn't speak smoothly.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, her smile was like an angel or a devil.
"I can't get warm sleeping alone. Can you help me warm the bed?" she asked.
The voice in this night is soft, weak, delicate and soft.
There was a magic that he couldn't resist.
"okay!"
He was summoned, and he was so happy that he wanted to jump up, but he still had to work hard to stay calm on his face.
Just like this, he climbed into her bed with one foot deep and one shallow foot.
I don’t know who took the initiative first, but anyway, the two of them hugged each other very quickly.
His breath became thicker, and he immediately turned over and pressed her underneath him.
"daughter in law……"
"Tangyaozi, wait a moment, I have something else to tell you." Yang Ruoqing put her hands on his chest and said.
Luo Fengtang was startled.
"What are you talking about? You say it, I'm listening." He said.
"What...can we sleep well tonight?" she asked.
He was surprised, this was all on top of him...
Yang Ruoqing continued: "Well...women always have a few inconvenient days every month..."
Luo Fengtang understood instantly.
He quickly climbed off her body, glanced at her, and got out of bed without saying a word.
The sound of footsteps left the bedroom...
Yang Ruoqing was stunned, what's going on with this person?
Knowing that she didn't want to do anything anymore, you felt that it was disappointing, so you just left quickly?
Just leave her here and go away?
A feeling of loss suddenly came to my heart.
She was no longer in the mood to sleep, so she sat up, hugged her knees with her hands and buried her head.
My nose is sour and I really want to cry...
how so?
Time passed bit by bit, and suddenly, footsteps came from far to near to the bedside.
"young married woman……"
His voice came over, and Yang Ruoqing raised her head.
The curtain was raised, and he stood beside the bed, holding a bowl in his hand.
"Come on, drink this, quickly!" he said again.
Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, her eyes falling on the bowl he was holding.
Inside the bowl was a bowl of brown sugar and sesame water, and the fragrant and sweet smell wafted into her nose.
"This is..." She looked up at him, a little confused.
Luo Fengtang said anxiously: "Brown sugar sesame water, drink it quickly!"
Yang Ruoqing sniffed and suddenly understood why he left in a hurry before.
"Why do you want to make this for me to drink?" she asked.
"I don't know why, I just think you should drink this. Drinking this is good for your health." He said.
Is that so?
Yang Ruoqing blinked.
The inexplicable sadness and sadness that I felt before suddenly disappeared.
My heart is filled with sweetness. Even before I drink it, I feel super sweet.
"Drink quickly, silly girl, what are you still doing?"
Luo Fengtang urged again and brought the bowl to her lips.
"okay!"
She finally came to her senses, reached out to take the bowl, and drank it in one gulp.
That night, he stayed in her bed, but did nothing.
"In the past, when the two of us slept, you would hold me in your arms like this."
In the dark night, Yang Ruoqing let out a comfortable sigh.
"Just like two shrimps, sleeping side by side, you hug me from behind, haha..." she added.
Luo Fengtang also chuckled, put his arms around her waist, and held her tighter in his arms.
"I also like to hold you like this, it's comfortable." He said.
"Well, I feel comfortable too," she said.
"I will hold you like this from now on." He added.
"Okay!" She nodded.
A kind of tacit understanding was born in the hearts of the two people, and the two souls suddenly united together in an instant.
This night was the most sound sleep Yang Ruoqing had had in a long time.
A dreamless night and a good night's sleep.
At the other end of the village, in the old house of the Yang family.
Chen Jinhong was sleeping soundly on the bed.
In the small cradle beside the bed, the child was sleeping soundly.
Next to the cradle, Jin sat there, pushing the cradle with one hand and dozing there.
On the other end, like a chicken pecking at rice, suddenly she accidentally hit her head on the armrest of the cradle, making a crisp sound.
This crisp sound woke up the child in the cradle and Chen Jinhong on the bed.
"What's going on?" Chen Jinhong turned over and glared at Jin.
Knowing that Jin couldn't hear it and could only rely on seeing, Chen Jinhong spoke with lip language.
"You can't even shake a child. Are you a ****? Trash!" Chen Jinhong said again.
With an aggrieved look on her face, Jin pointed at Fu'er, who was sleeping soundly on the shop in the corner, and made a few gestures.
Chen Jinhong didn't quite understand what Jin meant, so she just frowned.
"If Yongzhi hadn't come back from helping out in another village today, would I have asked you two to come into my house?"
"I don't care what you look like. You're dirty. I asked you to help me rock the baby to give you face. Don't be shameless!"
"Hurry up and rock it, hurry up and coax it. If you don't coax the child to sleep, you won't be able to sleep!"
After saying these words, Chen Jinhong glared at Jin fiercely again.
He turned over and went to sleep, pulled the quilt over his head, and ignored Jin again.
Jin stood by the bed, with tears in her eyes, but she could only sit back and push the cradle.
The cradle creaked, I don’t know how long it was...
Chen Jinhong slept well at night and woke up early the next morning, full of energy.
She first glared at Jin who was dozing next to the cradle, then spat on the ground with disdain.
Then, dressed neatly and refreshed, he left the house and went to the backyard.
"Master, grandma, have you gotten up?" Chen Jinhong asked standing at the door of the east room.
In the room, Old Yangtou's voice soon came: "Get up, come in!"
The door of the house opened, and Old Yangtou came out.
Seeing Chen Jinhong standing at the door: "You got up quite early. Where is your mother-in-law?"
Chen Jinhong said: "My mother-in-law was still sleeping when I came over. I didn't dare to disturb her, so I came over first to help grandma fill the chamber pot."
Lao Yang nodded, with a hint of admiration on his face.
"Okay, go in!"
