Chapter 35 (2)

After the firecrackers, the children happily went back to the room to continue watching the party. Seeing that it was already late, he walked towards his bedroom, Cheng Jiahua followed behind her, and asked in a low voice, "You don't want to watch?" ā€

"I don't look at it." He didn't look back, "The sweater I knitted for you isn't finished yet." ā€

"Do you want anything to eat?" Cheng Jiahua asked again.

"I won't eat it." He Tu lifted the curtain and suddenly wanted to turn around and take a look, but then his body suddenly froze, and he still walked into the room by inertia.

Even though the atmosphere of the festival was still strong, sleepiness had already crept up on people's faces, and everyone began to yawn, and even the sketches at the party could not make them laugh. Mu Shi began to drive the children back to bed, cleaned the table and floor at will, washed up and began to get ready to rest. Cheng Jiahua drank a little wine at night, although he was not fully drunk, but his courage increased. He walked to the door of the bedroom, pondered for a moment, feigned drunkenness, and staggered in. He Tu was still hanging his head and knitting a sweater, and when he heard him coming in, he hurriedly stood up and said in surprise: "I haven't seen you drunk before, why are you drunk now?" ā€

"I just had a few more drinks with my dad." Cheng Jiahua said vaguely, "Help me, I can't stand anymore." ā€

Hetu hurriedly stepped forward to hold him by the arm, supporting him and letting him sit down on the couch. She turned around again and took the basin to fetch water, tested the water temperature, then soaked the towel and began to wipe Cheng Jiahua's face. Cheng Jiahua squinted her eyes slightly, as if she was asleep, but she kept peeking at Hetu, seeing that she was taking care of herself so dedicatedly, it was better than the previous one. Coupled with the fact that he was really a little drunk, his heart that had been frozen was slowly released at this time, and the primal impulse was ready to move in his body again, almost burning him on fire.

It's just that he knows that Hetu is still unemployed, and he is very simple. In the afternoon, he was so self-absorbed that he scared her a little, but he didn't get anything. He didn't want Hetu to reject him, let alone their previous rejection to be noticed by his family, so he made up his mind to slowly seduce her. After He Tu wiped his face and rinsed his mouth, he pretended to be awakened and said vaguely, "You can also go and wash." ā€

"I've washed it." He Tu said lightly, "You change your clothes and go to bed and go to sleep." ā€

"Okay." Cheng Jiahua staggered to his feet, took off his shoes and went to bed. He almost stripped himself completely, but when he stuffed himself into the quilt and turned his head to look, he saw that Hetu had sat down on the stool again, and continued to knit the sweater in his hand, so he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and asked in a heavy voice, "Aren't you going to sleep?" ā€

"You go to sleep first, I'll finish knitting this arm." He Tu didn't look up, and said lightly.

"No, come up and sleep!" He commanded, accentuated. The movement in Hedi's hand stopped, and she looked up at him quickly, and when she saw him looking at her shirtless and half-propped up, her heart suddenly pounded.

"You sleep, I'll sleep later." She said in a mosquito-like voice, continuing to bow her head.

"If you don't come up, I'll carry you up." Cheng Jiahua said, a smile suddenly hung on the corner of his mouth. Seeing that he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, he hurriedly stood up and said, "Okay, I'll sleep." ā€

The lights went out, and the room fell back into darkness. He Tu lay under the quilt, feeling that his body was tense and his nerves were tense, and even if he closed his eyes, he couldn't sleep. She almost slept in her clothes, and she didn't forget to be vigilant when she lay down. Lying down like this, I don't know how long it took, the people around me suddenly spoke, "Are you afraid of me?" ā€

"Huh?" Hetu looked to the side in surprise, but found that she couldn't see anything except darkness, "No." ā€

"You're obviously afraid of me." Cheng Jiahua said again, this time he turned to face Hetu, and his breath exhaled through Hetu's ear.

Hedi's nerves tightened, and she hurriedly shook her head and said, "I'm not afraid of you, it's just, it's—"

"Why are you so nervous?" Cheng Jiahua suddenly smiled, "When I came back in the middle of the night before, you were already asleep, even if I was lying next to you, you didn't wake up, it seems that you who fell asleep are more well-behaved than you who woke up." ā€

He replied vaguely, turning his back to him. She took a deep breath quietly, trying to pretend she was asleep so he wouldn't do anything to herself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she turned around, the people behind her also followed. The temperature on his body seemed to blend with her body temperature through the slightly thin clothes on Hedi's body. He Tu was shocked, and she struggled instinctively, but she felt an abnormal emotion surging up from the bottom of her heart, as if she was electrocuted, and the veins in her whole body seemed to be opened. She closed her eyes tightly, muttering in her heart that this kind of thing would always happen, and she didn't have to be afraid, but her nervous body trembled, and she could hardly stop.

This is the first intimate contact between the two people in more than two months of marriage.

After it was over, both of them lay flat on the bed, and they had a tacit understanding of each other to be silent. He felt a lot of pain in her body, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't bear it. She slowly got up and got out of bed to wash up. Cheng Jiahua held his head and followed her figure in the dark, even if he couldn't see anything.

"I was so in such a negative mood that I didn't notice that there was such a warm nephrite by my side." He thought to himself, reminiscing about the experience he had just experienced, and feeling very happy. However, after being released, drowsiness also followed, and he turned to lie down, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.

After washing, thinking that Cheng Jiahua had not slept yet, he still covered his body, sat on the edge of the bed and quickly got dressed. It wasn't until she heard Cheng Jiahua's heavy snoring that she realized that he had fallen asleep. Somehow, she felt a trace of loss in her heart, and she was stunned for a few seconds before going to bed. Her head was unusually clear, and she couldn't sleep no matter how hard she tried, and when it was about to dawn, she closed her eyes and squinted slightly for a while, but she soon got up. On the first day of the new year, you can't lie in bed, otherwise you will be a bed-lying ghost all year long, this is what her mother said to her, and she has always remembered it in her heart.

Cheng Jiahua was still asleep, she tried to call him a few times, but he didn't, so she had to give up and put away the half of her sleep. Suddenly, a small patch of irregular blood on the bed sheet broke into her eyes, and she was stunned for a moment, feeling like a thunder explosion in her brain, she remembered that she hadn't come to the menstrual period yet, could it be...... She hurriedly pushed Cheng Jiahua harder, wanting to wash off the blood as soon as possible, otherwise her mother-in-law would see it and say it again. Cheng Jiahua woke up in a daze, glanced at her for some reason, and said impatiently: "What time is it, you call me?" ā€

"It's not early." He Tu said angrily, feeling that it was all thanks to him now, and he still had such an impatient look, "You can't stay in bed on the first day of the new year, you get up quickly." ā€

Cheng Jiahua hugged the quilt and got out of bed muttering, and when he saw the blood stains on the sheets, he immediately understood, and said funny: "It turned out to be for this." ā€

"You're still laughing!" He Tu glared back at him, he hurriedly closed his mouth in amusement, but the shadow of that person appeared in his mind, and she was also as nervous and flustered as He Tu at that time, as if she had caused some trouble. Cheng Jiahua sighed and said, "Don't worry, take your time." ā€

He didn't answer, and went out with the sheets. The air in the morning was very cold, and he had just gotten up, and before he had time to boil hot water, he had to wash with cold water, and his hands were red from the cold. It wasn't until she hung the clean sheets in the courtyard that she breathed a sigh of relief and poured out the water in the basin and went back to the house.

Cheng Jiahua had already finished washing, holding something in his hand and preparing to go out. He Tu bumped into him head-on, and when he saw that he was neatly packed up early in the morning, he couldn't help but be a little puzzled and asked, "Where are you going?" ā€

"Women don't care where men go, don't ask." Cheng Jiahua glanced down at her hand and asked, "Is it frozen?" Let's go in and warm your hands. As he spoke, he walked past her and outside.

He Tu grabbed his arm, frowned and asked, "You're not going to the mahjong parlor again, are you?" ā€

Cheng Jiahua's brows furrowed, and the only tenderness in his eyes disappeared, "I told you that you don't care too much." ā€

"Don't you know that we live on the little money given by our father for a month, and you don't go out to work, you go to the mahjong parlor again, and you lose all the money, what will we eat?"

"I hate to listen to these words the most, I don't eat when I don't have money, it's not interesting to live in this world anyway." Cheng Jiahua shook off her hand and strode outside. He Tu looked at his back blankly, and some of the good feelings he had in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Since she got married, Cheng Jiahua has been gambling outside almost every day, and she doesn't come back until midnight almost every day. She didn't know where he got so much money, her father-in-law didn't have much living expenses for his family in a month, and almost all of them were lost to him, except for basic rice and noodles, there was no money to buy extra things. She also talked about this matter to her parents-in-law vaguely, but they were very indifferent, saying that this was their own family matter, and since Cheng Jiahua had already started a family, it was not under their control, and how they lived had nothing to do with them. Even his own parents don't care, what can He Tu do, every time he pulls him and doesn't let him go, Cheng Jiahua will lose his temper, and if she cries, he will be even more impatient. She really thinks it's strange, Cheng Jiahua, who is very intimate to her in details, every time he talks about this matter, he seems to be a different person. Fortunately, Cheng Tielong handed over the money every month to Hedi directly, and she saved a few dollars from between her teeth.

It's really annoying to think about these things, so I sat down sullenly, and I didn't want to continue knitting the sweater in my hand, and I always felt very sad. Fortunately, she had just checked the place where she put her money, and Cheng Jiahua didn't find that she had taken them. So where did he get the money, she has no way of knowing. He Tu shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel the troublesome thoughts that kept surrounding her, she stood up, ready to call her sister to see when she would come home, she was going to go home with her.

The parents-in-law have already risen, and although the children they have given birth to are lazy, they are very diligent. Cheng Tielong went to work in the garden early in the morning, and Mu Shi was folding the quilt. He Tu stood at the door and said, "Mom, I'll call my home." ā€

Mu Shi glanced back at her and said, "On the first day of the new year, I will give you a New Year's greeting at home, and by the way, help me say hello." ā€

He answered, walked to the phone, and skillfully dialed the phone at his sister's house. She knew that her mother-in-law was listening with her ears pricked up, so what she wanted to say had to be more concise, so that she would not be left behind to tell her mother-in-law that she was wasting her phone bill. The phone was quickly connected, and the background sound was noisy, as if a child was crying. He Tu greeted her sister a little and asked her when she would be home. Hexin said: "No, not recently, the baby has a fever, and I carry him to the hospital every day." ā€

"Okay, then if you're free, give me this call." He Tu hurriedly said, and saw that his mother-in-law's face had changed slightly, "I'm hanging, sister." Without waiting for Hexin to reply, she quickly put down the microphone.

"You go cook, I won't eat alone today." Mu Shi said, sitting on the edge of the kang and putting on his shoes.

"Got it." He Tu turned around and walked outside, she pretended to be expressionless and didn't care about anything, but she was very worried in her heart, I don't know if Keyi's fever is getting better, my sister must have been busy recently. According to my brother-in-law's temperament, I definitely won't help my sister, if only I could help my sister.

Absentmindedly cooking and beckoning the elders to eat, he sat down at the kitchen table. Her appetite has always been bad, and her meals are so-so, and she has been getting thinner and thinner recently. In addition, there are things in the heart, and people are much haggard. After finishing the matter at hand, she began to knit the sweater again, passing the time, and silently waiting for Cheng Jiahua's return.

She decided to talk to him in the evening.