The tenth day of the Lunar New Year is the day when the men leave home.

Because of this incident, Luokou Village has had an uneasy year this year, and some families have many sons, and they have no separate families, and they are even more noisy, for whose men do hard labor, the concubines in each room are torn their faces, and the noise is not bad.

In other families where they only live on the harvest in the fields and have young children, the man is the pillar of the family, and once he leaves his hometown, he leaves the family behind and does not know how to live in the future. In the past few days, the cries of women have often come from every house.

Ning Xiang has been busy these days, just for Liang Bozhao to pack up all the clothes he went out, thinking that it was cold today, and he stayed up late to sew a knee pad for him, Liang Bozhao couldn't bear her to work like this, so she just waited for the man to sleep, and then she quietly got up, planning to sew another waist pad for her father.

Liang Bozhao noticed the movement of the little daughter-in-law, and there was a burst of helplessness in his heart, after Ning Xiang got out of bed, he was just about to fold the quilt for him, and saw that the man had opened his eyes and looked straight at himself.

"Xianggong..."Ning Xiang's hand paused, and a trace of helplessness crossed her face, like a child who had done something wrong, and was caught by an adult.

Liang Bozhao got up, and saw that she was only wearing a jacket, and her little hands were cold, so he couldn't help but scold; "In the middle of the night, what are you doing when you get up?"

Ning Xiang glanced at him cautiously and spit out a few words; "I want to make a waist support..."

Liang Bozhao took her in his arms and said, "It's enough to have knee pads, how can you still use these." ”

Ning Xiang lowered her eyes, a little funny in her heart, and said softly; "It's not for you, it's for my father."

Hearing this, Liang Bozhao only pinched her face, hugged her into the quilt, and got out of bed to light the lamp, moved the lamp to the head of the bed, and said to Ning Xiang; "I'm only going to embroider for a while, and I'll do the rest tomorrow."

Ning Xiang nodded her head in a hurry, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, Liang Bozhao hugged her from behind, took her into his arms, and warmed the little daughter-in-law in his arms with his chest. "Why don't you make a waist support for your father-in-law first, but make it for me first?"

When Ning Xiang heard this, two red clouds suddenly flew on her face, she was a little ashamed, and a little ashamed of her father's apology, so she only muttered; "I've been packing up for you these days, and I've forgotten my father..."Ning Xiang said this, her black eyelashes trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but feel more and more ashamed, so she only glanced at her husband and spoke cautiously;" Am I too unfilial? ”

Liang Bozhao smiled, his heart was really soft, he only picked up her little face and kissed it without saying anything.

Gradually, Ning Xiang's breathing became a little short, and she couldn't speak, so she could only stretch out her hand against her husband's chest, hoping that he would stop quickly.

Liang Bozhao didn't care about it, there seemed to be a fire burning in his dark eyes, and he couldn't help but kiss deeper and deeper, and then he didn't even have his hands honestly, and he probed into his daughter-in-law's clothes and stroked them wantonly.

"Xianggong... No, I'm going to make a waist pad for my father..."

Ning Xiang was pressed under him, the waist guard was already resting on the head of the bed by the man, she struggled to spit out such a sentence, and before she could finish speaking, her lips had been blocked by her husband again, and in the tossing and turning, it was already an almost inaudible whisper.

Upside down, clouds and rain.