The next morning, the sky was still dark, and night still covered the sky.
The biological clock developed over a hundred years woke Wang Zhong up. Water Splash in his arms was still sleeping soundly, but his hair was slightly messy, his eye circles were dark, and his brows showed a bit of exhaustion.
Wang Zhongcai was about to move, and his eyebrows, which showed a bit of fatigue, frowned slightly, and his long and sparse eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up.
Wang Zhong quickly stopped his movements.
After a moment's pause, seeing that Shui Hua didn't wake up at all, Wang Zhong carefully pulled out of the bed, put on his morning exercise clothes in the dark, walked to the door softly, and carefully opened the door. The outside was completely white. , it looked a bit dazzling before dawn.
The cold wind, as sharp as a blade, rushed towards my face, looking for the gaps in my collar and trouser legs, and then penetrated into my body.
Even though Wang Zhong's physique was already several times that of an ordinary person, he couldn't help but shudder.
"It's so damn cold!"
The temperature must be below zero.
With a sigh in his heart, Wang Zhong walked out, closed the door, and added a shovelful of coal to the stove.
I went to the bathroom first, got cold water, brushed my teeth and washed my face, then ran to the kitchen, opened the stove, added coals, poured two ladles of water into the pot, then scooped out a ladle of stick noodles and poured them directly into the pot. , stir for a while, then cover the pot, adjust the burner, and control the firepower.
Immediately he left the kitchen, walked to the courtyard, and stretched out his muscles.
Five hundred push-ups, five hundred sit-ups, and five hundred pull-ups. This is one set, a total of three sets.
Then there are stances and walking punches.
Do not do morning exercises every day. Although there is a system, you cannot rely on the system for everything.
As the sky moves forward, a gentleman should strive for self-improvement. The system is only an aid. Only one is strong, and only one who has a persevering and enterprising spirit for decades is the last word.
A set of movements to warm up. After a while, Qi and blood surged throughout the body, heat swept through the body, and the hands and feet also became warm.
I don't know how much time passed, but it was already the first time that Wang Zhong was standing in a stance and punching.
In the house! On the big bed, under the quilt.
Shuihua's eyelashes with closed eyes suddenly trembled twice. Youyou woke up and slowly opened her eyes. Faint light came in from the window. Shuihua held up her hazy eyes and saw the vast whiteness outside through the transparent glass. , using the dim light shining into the house through the window, looking at the environment around him that was completely different from his own home, he suddenly woke up.
The more she thought about it, the redder her face became. After all, she was a newlywed bride, so she naturally couldn't be thick-skinned. Water Splash was brought back to her senses by a slight shout and the sound of breaking wind.
Just as he was about to lift the quilt, he suddenly realized that he was not covered with a single strand of clothing.
His head lowered subconsciously, and his face, which was already blushing, was now as scarlet as blood.
He hurriedly found his bellyband and inner clothes, layered them on top of each other, and finally wrapped himself in a cotton coat, put on cotton pants and socks, and stepped on the cotton shoes to get off the kang.
Unexpectedly, he had just gotten off the kang, and before he could stand firmly, Shuihua frowned in pain.
Wang Zhong held it in for too long, and Shui Hua only knew how to respond. And when the love is strong, it is inevitable that he can't help himself. He took a few deep breaths, Shui Hua endured the pain, stood firm, walked around a few times, and waited for a while. After he got used to it, he turned around and packed up his bed.
Last night, before scoring twice, the square silk handkerchief had already been collected by the water, mainly because Wang Zhong had too many tricks, and after tossing and turning, the handkerchief was stained with blood again.
After folding the quilt and making the bed, he picked up the silk handkerchief with the bloody plum blossom mark on the kang table next to him, and looked at the plum blossom-shaped blood stains on the silk handkerchief. He had no doubts about why it was in the shape of a plum blossom, because there was no time at all. , the corners of Shui Hua's mouth were raised at some point, and a happy smile appeared on her face.
After folding the silk handkerchief and placing it at the bottom of the box, Shuihua turned around and walked to the door, opening the wooden door. Outside the door, Wang Zhong, who was stretching his muscles, stopped what he was doing and looked over.
"Are you awake?" Wang Zhong smiled and walked over to greet him.
The strong masculine aura hit his face with the cold wind, and Shui Hua smiled and said, "Yeah!"
"Why did you get up so early?"
"I'm used to it!" Wang Zhong said: "I cooked porridge on the stove. There were a lot of steamed buns left from yesterday, and a lot of cabbage left from yesterday. You can fry them later. Let's make do with them this morning!"
"Yeah!" Shui Hua lowered her head slightly, but raised her eyes upwards, looking at Wang Zhong. When she saw clearly the fine sweat on Wang Zhong's forehead and the beads of sweat falling down, she immediately said worriedly: " It’s such a cold day, you’re sweating so much, don’t freeze!”
"Don't worry! I know what's going on!"
On the dinner table, there is porridge cooked with stick noodles, and white-flour steamed buns with cabbage. Although it is simple, such breakfast is extremely rare in Yongquan Village.
The couple's faces were filled with happy smiles.
Just after breakfast, the snow falling outside gradually became heavier, and the snow on the ground was already five or six centimeters thick.
The day was getting colder and colder. Wang Zhong estimated that it was already minus four or five degrees Celsius.
And looking at this situation, it will definitely get colder in the future.
However, compared with the winter in Jichun, it is still a bit inferior.
Although I am not used to it, it is inconvenient to go out.
After all, rural areas are different from big cities, and snow clearing is entirely up to each household.
Wang Zhong originally planned to shovel the snow on the road outside after breakfast, but looking at his posture, it was obvious that he couldn't do it.
After Shui Hua finished cleaning the kitchen, she ran into the house, intending to clean up the house as well. Wang Zhong was sitting at the desk in the west room, holding a pen and lying down.
Water Splash swept the room, wiped the tables, chairs and benches, walked to the stove, wrapped the handle with a rag, picked up the kettle, fiddled with the coals inside with iron tongs, and then put the kettle back. , seeing that Wang Zhong was still lying down, he refilled the thermos cup in which Wang Zhong had soaked the wolfberries, and approached him curiously.
This look lasts for ten minutes.
Wang Zhong stopped writing, turned to look at the splash, and asked: "Interested?"
Wang Zhong had already noticed the arrival of Shui Hua, but it was nothing shameful. The couple would live under the same roof for a long time in the future, and Wang Zhong had no intention of hiding it from her.
Shui Hua nodded and asked curiously: "Are you writing?"
"I use it to kill time when I'm bored." Wang Zhong said: "I can earn a few dollars for pocket money on the way!"
Shui Hua nodded. Although she only read part of it, she still felt that Wang Chong's writing was excellent. Not only the content, but also the regular script of his hand was quite beautiful.
"That's right! I was busy doing business yesterday, but I forgot to tell you something else! Just wait!"
Wang Zhong stood up with a smile, took down a dark sandalwood box from the top right of the bookshelf, carried the box to the desk, sat back on the big chair, the smile on his face became even wider, and he raised his hand and patted the box gently.
Said: "This box contains part of our family's belongings, and I will give it to you for safekeeping from now on!"
Then put the box on the splash legs.
Shui Hua blinked her big green eyes, somewhat unresponsive.
Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Open it and take a look!"
"oh!"
When Shuihua came back to her senses, she didn't think much about it. Men make money and women take care of the house. This has been the case since ancient times. The box is not small, nearly twenty centimeters wide, forty to fifty centimeters long, and almost twenty centimeters high. The box The pattern on it is very delicate and the portion is very generous.
This box is not simple. It is a sandalwood box passed down from the Ming Dynasty. Unfortunately, Shui Hua does not recognize it. She only thinks that it does not have a lock and there should not be many things inside.
Opening the lid of the box, you will see five wads of cash.
Shui Hua's eyes widened immediately, with uncontrollable shock.
"This is too much! I..." Shui Hua was interrupted by Wang Zhong before she could say her words of rejection.
"You are my wife and the mistress of our family. From today on, our food, clothing, housing and transportation are all in your hands."
Wang Zhongdao: "Part of the money here is left by the elders, part is my retirement allowance, and some is what I earned outside in the past two years."
"Men make money to support the family, and women take care of the money. This has been the case since ancient times!" Wang Chong said with a smile.
Shui Hua didn't say anything more, swallowed, picked up the stack of one hundred yuan bills, and counted them, there were thirty.
In the second pile in the middle, there are two pieces of fifties, and the rest are all ten yuan, and there are also thirty-six chapters, and there are three piles left, followed by one or two yuan banknotes, dimes, and cents.
There was a total of more than 3,600 yuan in cash.
And there is a bankbook at the bottom.
Shui Hua swallowed, carefully took out the deposit, opened it, and saw a long series of numbers in the balance column, which shocked her.
Still holding the bankbook in his hand, he looked in disbelief and asked tremblingly: "How...how do you...have so much money?"
The money in the booklet was the money for the two pairs of bracelets that Wang Zhong went to Yanjing to sell.
Wang Zhong grabbed Shui Hua's hand, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "Didn't I tell you just now?"
Only then did Shui Hua remember that Wang Zhong seemed to have indeed said that just now.
Seeing Shui Hua's appearance, Wang Zhong comforted her gently: "From now on, the financial power of our family will be in your hands."
After the shock, Shuihua came back to her senses, put the savings and money back, closed the lid, and asked with some worry: "Why is there so much money without a lock, and it is placed directly on the bookshelf? If this happens, someone will..."
Shui Hua was also frightened by so much money, so she said such words.
"If you are worried, when the snow stops one day, we will go to the county and deposit the extra cash in the bank, leaving some money for daily expenses. Moreover, we are still receiving royalties every month. Our daily routine The expenses and royalties should be enough!”
"Manuscript fee?" Shui Hua blinked and looked at the manuscript Wang Zhong had just finished writing on the table.
Wang Zhongdao: "You can earn a few hundred quick bucks a month, which should be enough for daily expenses."
"A few hundred yuan?" Shui Hua said in shock: "Even if we have white-flour steamed buns every day, we still can't finish them!"
At this moment, the look of water splash fell into Wang Zhong's eyes. She was so cute. He subconsciously raised his hand to rub her hair and said with a smile: "Then buy more beef and mutton. We don't just eat it for ourselves, but also give her filial piety." Father-in-law!"
As soon as Shui Hua heard this, her body felt as if she had been electrocuted. She froze in place and looked at Wang Zhong. Her eyes were covered with a layer of crystal mist at some point. Without caring about anything else, she stood up and jumped directly into Wang Zhong's arms. Inside, sitting on Wang Zhong's lap, his hands were around Wang Zhong's neck, hugging him tightly, tears falling from his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised, the little boy was happy and bright.
"I must have done some great good deeds in my previous life, so God allowed me to meet you in this life!" Shui Hua said with affectionate eyes.
Or say that women are made of water and are the easiest to be moved.
Wang Zhong's hands also wrapped around Shui Hua's waist, "Being able to marry you is the happiest thing in my life!"
Sitting sideways on Wang Zhong's lap, Shuihua, who was originally about a head shorter than Wang Zhong, was now almost as tall as Wang Zhong. Their eyes met, as if sparks were shooting out. Shuihua turned his head slightly to one side and bit his lips, feeling something. His expression changed, and then he kissed Wang Zhong on the mouth without any explanation.
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An hour later, Shui Hua was completely defeated, her body was limp, and she fell powerlessly into Wang Zhong's arms.
"How are you doing? Does it still hurt?" Wang Zhong kissed Shui Hua's forehead and asked softly with concern.
Shui Hua's face was still red with embarrassment, but the corners of her mouth could not help but raise, and she said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt! It doesn't hurt at all!"
The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly, and it’s still on the desk.
But when he first started to wake up, Shui Hua couldn't care so much. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was embarrassed and regretful, but at the same time, he felt that it was quite exciting and memorable.
"I'm so happy!" Shuihua said weakly, holding Wang Zhong's waist and pressing her cheek against Wang Zhong's chest.
Wang Zhong didn't say much, and the two just sat on the Grand Master's chair and rested for a while. When Shui Hua's breathing stabilized, the two began to chat. After chatting for a while, Wang Zhong suddenly asked: "I heard Mai Miao say that you used to Did you do well in school?"
Shui Hua shook her head and said with a forced smile: "Mai Miao is talking nonsense, my grades are just average!" There was just regret in his eyes, but he couldn't hide it.
Wang Zhong smiled mysteriously, let go of the water splash, stood up, took out a stack of books from the bookshelf, and placed them on the desk one by one.
"Studying doesn't have to be in school, learning knowledge doesn't necessarily have to go to college!"
"As long as you want to learn, I will teach you in the future!"
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In the Ma family, ever since they got married and settled in Antian, Ma Defu always likes to be distracted and sit there alone in trance when he has nothing to do.
When Ma Huanshui saw this, although he felt distressed, he could do nothing about it. As an old man, he had already said that whether he could come out or not depends on Ma Defu himself.
"Daddy!" Defu's mother patted Ma Defu and winked in Ma Defu's direction: "You still haven't persuaded me!"
Although Ma Huashui felt distressed when he saw his eldest son, whom he had high hopes for, looking like this, Ma Huashui also had confidence in his eldest son.
"I know this well, so just leave it alone. He has to let him come out on his own!"
"Hey!" Defu's mother sighed and said helplessly: "It's all because of poverty!"
Ma Huashui lowered his head and said nothing.
Dehua was still young and innocent, and did not understand these things, but Debao was very precocious. Seeing this, he could not help but secretly swear in his heart that he must work hard to learn the craft from Wang Zhong, make a lot of money, and in the future...
Seeing his eldest brother, whom he once regarded as his idol and who once worked hard to catch up with, now looked depressed, the look in Ma Defu's eyes became more determined, and the thoughts in his heart became more and more determined.
Wang Zhong and Shui Hua originally wanted to take Li Laoshuan over to live with them, but Li Laoshuan insisted on living in his old house. He also said that Wang Zhong and Shui Hua were newly married and that he, an old man, was an eyesore in the past. It's better to be at ease in the old house.
However, apart from breakfast, Li Laoshuan had three meals a day, lunch and dinner at Wang Zhong's house.
At first Shui Hua said she would give it to him, but Li Laoshuan refused.
As soon as it was time for dinner every day, Li Laoshuan walked out of his yard with his hands behind his back and strolled leisurely around the village before walking to Wang Zhong and Shui Hua's house in a leisurely manner. After dinner, it didn't take long. I sat down, squinted my eyes, hummed a little tune, and walked around the village before returning to my home.
The constant smell of alcohol on his body every day, the ever-present oily starch on his lips, and the vague smell of mutton on his sleeves made the villagers envious and made many sarcastic remarks.
