Chapter 20: Being Pampered by Pain
Ling Chaofeng returned to the inn, it was already dark, and what was waiting for him was not the lantern swaying in front of the door, nor Ershan, a petite figure was pasted on the door frame, and as soon as he saw himself, he ran out.
The bride was still very shy, and did not run straight to the front, but walked a few steps away, and looked at him shyly and happily with her hands behind her back.
Ershan ran out of it, took the reins of the whip, and led the horse to the stable. Ling Chaofeng walked in front of Xiao Wan, the little lady smiled, looked at her husband, and asked softly, "Are you hungry, Uncle Biao is cooking." ”
Although there will always be people waiting for him to return in the store, Ling Chaofeng never lacks three meals a day, he and his buddies are not relatives but relatives, but from his wife's care, the feelings in his heart are really different.
After so many days, in the face of Xiaowan's stubborn resistance, he thought that this marriage would be unsustainable, but he didn't expect everything to turn around.
Xiaowan walked back to the store with him, and talked about the afternoon's events with great interest, saying that not long before he came back, a group of people passed by in front of the inn, and the hostess was going to the newly opened rouge shop in the town, and asked Ling Chaofeng: "You may meet on the road, have you seen it?" ”
Ling Chaofeng said lightly: "I met many people on the road, I don't know which one you said." ”
Xiaowan said: "That girl said that she would come to visit again in the future, and she left a lot of bottles and jars for me and Aunt Zhang." The aunt said that those were women from big families, and they smeared hair oil creams, and rouge powder or something. ”
When I went upstairs and went back to the room, Xiaowan had already prepared homely clothes and put them on the stool, fetched water to wash the man's hands, and stood on the side with a towel, these things were done meticulously and thoughtfully, Ling Chaofeng said: "You don't have to serve me, I will do these things myself." ”
Xiaowan was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "My stepmother also serves my father like this, and so do the eldest ladies and aunts in the village, and the woman's family should serve her husband." ”
Ling Chaofeng took off his coat and hung it aside, looking at his bride with gentle eyes: "We should take care of each other, it's not who serves whom, understand?" ”
Xiao Wan lowered her eyes and thought about it, then raised her face, and there was already a bright smile in her smart eyes: "I know." ”
However, about those bed sheets and pillows being washed inexplicably, how should Xiaowan describe and explain to her husband, will he believe herself, in fact, she doesn't even believe herself, and she still feels dizzy.
"What's wrong?" Ling Chaofeng was a little emotional when he saw Xiaowan.
"No, nothing......" Xiaowan still couldn't speak.
They went downstairs to eat together, Ling Chaofeng and everyone explained that they would receive the caravan tomorrow, and Xiaowan concentrated on eating on the side.
Uncle Biao's braised prawns, a shrimp is the size of a palm, the paste in the shrimp head is fresh and sweet, the shrimp meat is tender and delicious, Xiaowan eats it so that her eyes are shining, and Ling Chaofeng's shrimp is in her bowl for some time.
Seeing her hesitation, Ling Chaofeng smiled and said, "Eat." ”
After eating, Xiaowan always took the initiative to wash the dishes, and went to the well, seeing that the sheets were still drying, she fetched water and moved a stool to sit down, and pointed to the basin: "Wash it yourself." Seeing that there was no movement, he ordered: "Wash it quickly." ”
But the basin and water, as well as the bowls, chopsticks and plates, were silent, and Xiaowan was relieved.
Late at night, the inn was closed, Xiaowan trembled and came up with a large basin of hot water, to wash Ling Chaofeng's feet, Ling Chaofeng asked her to go to bed to rest, he would do it himself, so through the screen, Xiaowan sat cross-legged on the bed, listening to the movement on that side.
Thinking of last night's lingering, the bride's heart was warm, but she was a little sore under her, and she was afraid that she would not be able to eat it if she came again tonight.
But Xiaowan thinks that women can't refuse men's requests, in the past, the women in the village sat under the eaves and gossiped, and from time to time they would mention these things, and some people thought that their men wanted to keep going, and some people would sneer: "You are not satisfied if he wants you, one day you are old and yellow, you can't cry, just lie down and let him gossip, don't you just get a few things?" ”
At this time, Ling Chaofeng walked through the screen in his bedclothes, Xiaowan hurriedly got up and put on her shoes to clean up the things over there, but her husband stopped her: "Let's do it tomorrow morning, it's too dark on the stairs, don't step on the air up and down." ”
Xiaowan was held and put on the bed, she thought that her husband wanted her again, but the double moon retreat was really sore, she ......
"Go to bed early, tomorrow will be busy." But Ling Chaofeng lay down, turned to look at her sideways, without the slightest desire for clouds and rain, and said gently, "The caravan is full of men, if you don't want to deal with them, just rest upstairs." But they are not bad people, you are my wife, even if they have a lustful heart, they will not hurt you. ”
Xiaowan said: "I'm not afraid, this afternoon, only me and my aunt were in the store, and I wasn't afraid." ”
Ling Chaofeng smiled: "It's amazing. ”
was praised, Xiaowan was so happy.
Her husband is a very magical person, he can be so fierce that her heart and liver tremble, and he can be so gentle that he almost melts her, he can help Mrs. Sun "be reborn", and he will also receive the second lady's silver to teach her how to "avoid disasters", both good and evil, which is unpredictable.
But he is good to himself, everyone here is good to her, Xiaowan never thought that she would one day be loved and pampered.
"Xianggong." The bride read softly.
Ling Chaofeng looked at her deeply, but after Xiao Wan's red lips squirmed slightly, he didn't say anything.
Now she was satisfied, everything was going well, but the strange thing, how could she explain the flying bucket and the laundry stick, how could she describe the whirlpool in the basin? If it never happens again, can she just act as if nothing happened?
"Sleep." Ling Chaofeng tucked the quilt for her, "Get up early tomorrow." ”
Xiao Wan's body rubbed and tried to lean on Ling Chaofeng's body, which seemed to be an instinct, after identifying this man as the other half of his life, he couldn't help but want to stick together.
Ling Chaofeng smiled slightly, hugged the petite people, found a very comfortable position for each other, and Xiaowan slept contentedly.
Another morning, the bride woke up early today, stupidly looking at her husband through the morning light through the window, until Ling Chaofeng woke up.
She got a sweet kiss before she got up, and after that, she didn't need to apply rouge, and the bride's face remained red and didn't go away.
Xiaowan showed Ling Chaofeng the things left by the Yue girl, and Ling Chaofeng gave her another bottle of plaster: "I brought it back yesterday, I forgot to give it to you, you can try it if you remove the scar." ”
They had breakfast and opened the shop, Ershan took a big broom to sweep the fallen leaves and dust in front of the door, Xiaowan carried a basin to sprinkle water, and Ershan said a few words. Some people from Qingling Village passed by in front of the door, and they obviously knew each other, but they didn't say hello to Xiaowan, they went far away, and left quickly.
Not long after, dust rose from the direction of the Baisha River wharf, and Ershan looked at it, then went to the store, and said loudly: "Shopkeeper, the guest is here." ”
Ling Chaofeng walked out slowly, and Xiaowan ran to his side and asked curiously, "It seems that there are many people, can you live in the store?" ”