Qiao Nianyao also told her master about Song Qingfeng's recovery.
In the words of the little old man, don't worry about it, just let nature take its course.
Because you can't control it even if you want to. It's simply not something that can be done by humans.
It is absolutely impossible to fix those two legs just by rubbing them with medicinal wine.
"Next year, make more sweet and sour pork ribs for your master. Your master likes to eat sweet and sour pork ribs the most." The little old man thought about it and felt that this matter was still his master's fault.
It must have been his old man's spirit in heaven that helped.
Wong Tai Sin? Definitely not that capable.
Of course, Qiao Nianyao was all right.
And as Song Qingfeng's legs felt more and more obvious, this guy became more and more troublesome.
The key point is that it would be okay if real guns and live ammunition came, she could bear it and she could do whatever she wanted, but he didn't.
For example, after lying down this night.
Song Qingfeng hugged her and kissed her. He didn't let go of her after the kiss. He paused for a while and continued kissing her.
Qiao Nianyao: What else can you do besides drooling all over my face?
The anger that was finally suppressed was aroused again!
She just kept her distance from him.
Keeping a good distance wasn't enough, she also took out another quilt and shared the same quilt with him.
"Daughter-in-law, what are you doing?" Song Qingfeng was shocked and asked quickly.
"In order to prevent you from not sleeping well, from today on, we will each sleep separately and wait until your legs heal." Qiao Nianyao said righteously.
"Daughter-in-law, how can this be okay? We are husband and wife, how can we sleep on separate quilts?" Song Qingfeng said quickly: "No, this is not okay. Put this quilt away. Wife, come here quickly. If you don't want to come over, I will."
"Are you going to sleep or not?" Qiao Nianyao's face darkened, "If you don't sleep well, I will sleep next door while you stay in this room by yourself!"
Song Qingfeng immediately didn't dare to speak. He felt that his wife was angry.
He also understood that he must have just caused the trouble.
My daughter-in-law must be angry if she makes such a fuss and then stops.
Qiao Nianyao didn't care about him, she slept with him.
It's not enough to just be soft and gentle. If he didn't have sharp claws that made him know how powerful she was, he would have thought she was made of dough.
So that night, Qiao Nianyao slept soundly.
But Song Qingfeng didn't sleep well all night when he looked at his wife, who shared the quilt with him.
I am used to sleeping with my sweet-smelling and soft daughter-in-law, but now sleeping alone feels so lonely and cold.
Coupled with the numbness coming from my legs, I really couldn't sleep.
But this was just the beginning. Qiao Nianyao had no intention of sleeping with him again. From now on, everyone would sleep separately.
If you don't distinguish between quilts, he will really cause endocrine disorders, so everyone keeps a good distance.
In a blink of an eye, the Laba Festival has arrived.
It was necessary to cook Laba porridge during the Laba Festival. Qiao Nianyao soaked various bean ingredients for Laba porridge before going to bed last night.
She also got up early today, and cooking Laba porridge was very time-consuming.
By the time Song Qingfeng got up, Qiao Nianyao's Laba porridge had already been cooked.
"Are you up? Clean up and have some porridge." Qiao Nianyao said in a good mood.
Song Qingfeng felt that his wife was in a good mood. After washing and drinking Laba porridge together, he looked at his wife and said, "Wife, can you do it regardless of the quilt?"
He had trouble sleeping again last night!
"Your legs are recovering quickly now. Don't think about anything else. Take a good rest. This will also help the recovery of your legs and feet." Qiao Nianyao's reason was very legitimate.
After finishing breakfast and packing up, Qiao Nianyao went to the health center with the Laba porridge prepared for her master.
When Aunt Song came over, she saw her eldest nephew sighing.
"Did you drink Laba porridge?"
"Drink." Song Qingfeng nodded, "It's in the pot. Auntie, go scoop it up and eat it. It's still hot."
"I've eaten." Aunt Song waved her hand and asked, "What's wrong with you? You look so sad." She was still a little worried about her nephew.
This is also the scary thing about rumors. After the three of them become tigers, all the lies will become true. Even the aunt will be suspicious, let alone outsiders.
"Yao Yao told me that there is no problem with you." Aunt Song looked at her eldest nephew.
Song Qingfeng: "That's not the case."
"What's that?"
Song Qingfeng couldn't say anything, so he just said: "Auntie, don't ask about my own questions."
Aunt Song taught him a lesson: "Don't look so distressed. You have to cheer up, you know? It's not easy for Yaoyao. The wind and snow keep going to work every day. Don't look good when you come back." .”
"I know." Song Qingfeng certainly didn't dare to look down on his wife.
Aunt Song talked about the Red Flag Brigade's plan to divide the meat.
It’s Laba today, and the day for dividing the meat this year is set, it’s the 26th of this month!
The time is very close to the Chinese New Year.
The New Year's Eve is celebrated on the New Year's Eve, and the pigs are killed on the 26th.
But it’s just right, it’s better to celebrate the New Year by killing the pig!
"The pigs in our brigade have been fattened this year, and we will probably be able to share a lot of them by then!" Aunt Song was in a good mood.
This is really a day that all members of the club are looking forward to.
Song Qingfeng didn't feel much about this, because there was no shortage of meat at home, and his wife couldn't get much of it by herself.
After Aunt Song returned, Song Qingfeng exercised by himself.
Thousands of words were said, but finally they were placed in his lap.
You still need to practice more, and the more you practice, the sooner you can recover.
If his leg recovers, he will not burden his daughter-in-law. When the time comes, he can take care of himself and be close to her.
Fight for your own happy sexual life!
However, he is also very protective and knows when enough is enough.
In the afternoon, Song Qingshan came over.
He would come here from time to time to chat with him, just to pass the time with his brother Song Qingfeng.
Also gossip.
Don’t think that only women can gossip, men can do it too.
For example, the most popular gossip in the village recently is that of Lao Zhao's family.
Zhao Boss, the man of Sister Zhao’s sister-in-law, one of the four major trumpet flowers, and the tidbits about Widow Chen in the village.
Song Qingfeng was speechless for a while.
Not only was there gossip here, Qiao Nianyao also brought gossip back from the health center to share with him.
The little old ladies who used to see patients at the health center were full of secrets. Qiao Nianyao worked there, and she had heard a lot of shocking things in this short period of time.
Don't think that such things won't happen if the atmosphere is strict at this time. There are many, but they are just not brought to light!
Song Qingfeng was not very interested in these gossips. What he was worried about was whether he could sleep in separate beds tonight. It has been several days since I slept with my wife in my arms.
But this was impossible. Qiao Nianyao had already made up her mind to sleep separately until he got better.
Let him continue to be his old virgin.
It's like no one can live without the other.
