Ruan Jiao thought about it, and in the end, she decided to go back to her mother's house with Pei Zhiheng.

One is that she is afraid of what Pei Zhiheng and the Ruan family will say when they meet and find something unusual, and the other is that she can't always hide, and she also wants to see who the Ruan Xiucai family are.

Mother Pei was reluctant at first, but because of Ruan Jiao's strong request, she could only reluctantly agree in the end.

Early the next morning, Mother Pei woke up the two of them and urged them to leave early.

Although it is said that Taohua Village is next door, the two villages are actually quite far apart. If you don't want to go a long way, you have to go over the mountain, which will be faster.

However, don't know what luck, halfway on the way, there were snowflakes in the sky. After a while, the clothes on body were blown through, and the shoes under feet were half wet.

Pei Zhiheng was carrying a bamboo basket stuffed with things that Pei's mother asked them to bring back to visit relatives.

The cold wind blew large swaths of snowflakes down rustlingly, hitting the face with pain, and a layer fell on the two people's bodies.

Ruan Jiao didn't know what was going on, looking at his snow-white hair, she suddenly had the idea that they "greyed" together after only knowing each other for a few days.

After reacting, she suddenly felt a little disgusted.

It was snowing, and the mountain road was difficult to walk. Ruan Jiao was a little careful walking, because if she was not careful, the soles of her feet might slip and fall. After walking for more than half an hour, her feet developed blisters.

Every step took was painful.

She couldn't help but stop and flicked her feet lightly. The expression on her face was a bit indescribable. It's actually quite new to wear out her feet after walking a few steps.

She gritted her teeth and endured, her steps remained the same, but her walking posture was still a bit wrong.

Pei Zhiheng walked in front of her without even looking back at first, but after a while, he suddenly stopped.

Ruan Jiao almost bumped into his back, frowned at him, and blamed him, "Why did you stop?"

Pei Zhiheng glanced back at her, and suddenly handed her the bamboo basket on his back, "You carry it."

Ruan Jiao:? ? ?

The man's hand holding the bamboo basket is well-articulated, slender and fair, and like his face, it is particularly seductive.

But is this a human thing?

Ruan Jiao didn't answer. Although she was strong, she didn't have the problem of being a cow or a horse.

And her feet still hurt.

If he is really not willing, before going out, he should not promise Mother Pei to take it with him, let alone take everything with him like a 24-year-old filial husband.

In front of Pei's mother, and in private, do you think she is some kind of wronged person?

Ruan Jiao raised her eyebrows to look at him, deliberately showing a worried expression, "Husband, are you feeling unwell? If you can't move your back, we can rest for a while."

Anyway, she never mentioned what she had recited for him.

Pei Zhiheng stared into her eyes for a while, didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly laughed.

Ruan Jiao frowned slightly, "What are you laughing at?"

Pei Zhiheng's eyes were deep, and when he looked at her, he seemed to have a slight sense of alienation naturally.

He originally noticed that Ruan Jiao's feet were blistered, and planned to let her carry the bamboo basket, and he carried her.

But now, he gave up the idea, "Take a break."

On such a cold day, the snow flakes hit the face, and people froze in no time.

Ruan Jiao didn't want to rest at all. The shoes under her feet were soaked in the snow and stained on the sores. The pain was almost unconscious. If she stayed on the road for a while longer, she was afraid that she would get frostbite.

She stomped her feet, looking at Pei Zhiheng, she didn't seem to have any strength, she resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and deliberately made a look of understanding and said: "The wind is so strong and it is so cold, My husband and I are both in poor health, let's go as soon as possible, if it freezes again, my mother will definitely be worried."

She leaned over, not caring much, and took his arm, "I'll hold you."

There was an icy wind all around, and Pei Zhiheng didn't know why. The moment she approached, there was a fragrant smell on both sides of her nose, and Ruan Jiao was clearly wearing a padded jacket, but when the ring came up, he was still felt a softness different from the rigid body of a man.

His body froze, trying to push her away.

When Ruan Jiao noticed his reaction, she suddenly hugged his arm tightly.

He turned his head sideways, and the two looked at each other, Ruan Jiao's face was filled with artificial worry and tenderness.

"Husband, what's the matter? If you really can't..."

Before Ruan Jiao could finish her words, she paused.

Because she suddenly remembered the one day when Pei Zhiheng said that he was hurt, and she was misunderstood by her.

She raised her eyes subconsciously, but she didn't expect Pei Zhiheng to be looking at her at this time.

Both of them realized something in each other's eyes.

The expression on Pei Zhiheng's face froze.

So this thing can't go away, can it?

...

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and when they arrived at Peach Blossom Village, the whole world was covered with snow white.

There was no one in front of the whole village, Ruan Jiao found Ruan Xiucai's home according to her original memory, and shouted twice through the fence.

Soon the door inside opened, revealing Ruan Xiaodi's lovable bun face. He stuck out his head like a meerkat, and even retracted and came out again because it was too cold.

Wang's loud voice came from the room, "You arrogant child, either go out or close the door, all the warmth in the room has been dissipated by you!"

Brother Ruan did not refute. He saw Ruan Jiao at a glance, and suddenly showed a look of joy, and excitedly shouted into the room, "Father, mother, my eldest sister and brother-in-law are back!"

After shouting this, he let go and ran out of the house.

Wang's shout came from the room, "You put on my clothes! I got cold when I turned back, and I don't have money to show you!"

Little brother Ruan didn't seem to hear anything, so he ran to the door and opened the gate for Ruan Jiao. His big dark eyes looked at her with joy, "Eldest sister!"

The little guy is eleven years old this year.

Although not a mother, he has been very close to the original owner since he was a child.

The original owner actually didn't like this younger brother, but she knew that she belonged to a woman's family. If her family did not have a brother to help her, she would definitely have no support when she married in the future.

So in the past, she didn't like this little brother, nor would she reject him.

It's just that he occasionally bullies him twice because of his age, but it's not too much.

Children are very forgetful, and Ruan Xiaodi is extremely heartless, even if he is angry with her, it will take a long time at most, and he will act as if nothing has happened without coaxing her.

In the original text, all the pen and ink was put on Pei Zhiheng, except for the Ruan family, she didn't mention it at all, so Ruan Jiao didn't know what happened to the family in the original text.

Ruan Xiaodi circled around her happily like a puppy, "Big Sister, Big Sister, where's my candy?"

His behavior reminded Ruan Jiao of the memories of the orphanage in her previous life. She remembered that after she was admitted to university, when she returned to the orphanage during the holidays, those younger brothers and sisters would circle around her just like Ruan Xiaodi. Waiting anxiously for her to distribute the gifts and listen to the stories outside.

Ruan Jiao couldn't hold back a chuckle, and raised her hand to rub his soft hair vigorously, "There is no sugar, but there is meat."

Ruan Xiaodi's eyes widened in a flash, "Meat?"

Ruan Xiaodi just followed Ruan Jiao and Pei Zhiheng into the room chattering like this. Ruan Xiucai was standing at the door, and when he saw the snow on both of them, he hurriedly called out to Mrs. Wang.

"Children's mother, hurry up and dust them with a duster, or they will be soaked in a while."

Mrs. Wang is a very neat woman, and it's not because Ruan Jiao was born to Ruan Xiucai's former wife, but she just has a problem, she has a sharp mouth and a bad mouth.

She hurried over to get the duster, and muttered in a bad tone: "I didn't pick a date in advance when I came back, and told my family, you said that you came here so suddenly, you didn't even have any preparations, and there was such a heavy snowfall. "

She stuffed the duster into Ruan Jiao's hand, "You two quickly sweep the snow, I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup."

Without waiting for Ruan Jiao's response, she hurried out and went to the stove.

Ruan Xiucai is a somewhat old-fashioned person. Even though she saw her daughter very happy, she still had a straight face, "Why are you back at this time? But the New Year is not a festival, even if you are a good son-in-law, you can't be so willful. You will be Pei when you get married. The family is gone, and I always run to my mother's house so that people can see me and think what's wrong with you!"

Pei Zhiheng smiled, raised his hand and bowed respectfully to Ruan Xiucai, "Teacher, Jiao Niang hasn't come back for such a long time, just as I came back from the county school, my mother asked me to bring her back to see you , I just didn’t expect it to suddenly snow heavily outside.”

Ruan Xiucai heard Pei Zhiheng say that, so he didn't say anything more, his eyes were not as calm as he imagined, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"My mother-in-law has a heart, but when Jiao Niang marries you, she is a member of your family. There is no way to talk about it when she always returns to her mother's house. She was raised by me willfully. You and your mother should not be used to it."

Mrs. Wang came in with two bowls of hot brown sugar and ginger water, and handed them to Ruan Jiao and Pei Zhiheng, just in time to hear Ruan Xiucai's spoiling tirade, and immediately rolled her eyes.

"Don't worry about your father, he's so happy, but he doesn't admit it, it's worse than that sawed gourd. A few days ago, he was standing at the entrance of the village and looking in the direction of your village, as if his eyes could see through the mountains. It's like coming to your house."

Ruan Jiao couldn't help laughing, and took out the dried peanut eggs and half a catty of meat prepared by Pei's mother from the bamboo basket behind Pei Zhiheng.

"My mother-in-law asked me to bring it, and there is nothing good at home. My mother-in-law wouldn't let me touch the meat I just bought yesterday, so I must send it to you!"

A satisfied smile suddenly appeared in Wang's eyes, but he said on his mouth: "It's not the New Year's holiday, you come back, why send such a heavy thing? When you leave, I don't know what to return!"

Pei Zhiheng greeted Ruan Xiucai outside, while Ruan Jiao went to the original owner's room before she got married.

All the items in the room were placed there intact, without any dust on them, and it was obvious that someone often cleaned them up.

Ruan Jiao pressed her chest.

I just feel a strange feeling, and my nose is a little sore.

She carefully took off the wet clothes outside and changed into her old clothes from her mother's house.

Just after changing, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Mrs. Wang walked in with a pot-bellied porcelain vase in her hand.

"Sanlang asked me to find some medicine for you, saying that your feet were worn out. You said that you, it was snowing heavily, and you insisted on coming back, and you didn't borrow an ox cart. Show me and let your father know, I will definitely scold you again."

Mrs. Wang doesn't look like a stepmother at all, she is more considerate to her than her own mother.

If it wasn't for Ruan Jiao's resolute refusal, she probably would have given her the medicine herself.

It was not easy for Mrs. Wang to go out, Ruan Jiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, she just felt that she couldn't bear her enthusiasm.

The shoes were already wet from the snow, and even the socks were soaked through.

Ruan Jiao carefully took off her shoes and socks, took a look, and found that the toes and heels were damaged to varying degrees, especially under the toes, a series of blisters had been worn out several times.

Some of the smaller ones were not broken, but had already swelled up, and the entire shiny blister inside was round and shiny.

Ruan Jiao frowned, found the sewing basket she had used before, took out a needle, carefully burned it with fire, and then carefully poked it open.

Because there are two feet, it took a long time to pop the blisters, and some places were worn out, and the skin and flesh were stuck together, making it hard to bear to look at.

She thought she should clean it up, but there was no hydrogen peroxide or iodine in ancient times.

The medicine was applied in this way, because it was contaminated with snow water before, so don't know if it will be infected.

However, in winter, the possibility of infection is relatively low, and it is estimated that antifreeze is more reliable.

She thought about it in a mess, and carefully poured the medicine powder that Mrs. Wang gave her on her feet. The medicine powder directly contacted the wound, causing her to gasp in pain.

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Pei Zhiheng was pushed in by Mrs. Wang, "Your father-in-law's clothes may not fit well, you can change it first, and you two will take it out together later, I will give it to you." You dry it up."

The door was shut with a snap, Pei Zhiheng held a stack of old clothes in his arms, and immediately met Ruan Jiao's eyes.

Ruan Jiao had worn bikinis in her previous life, but for some reason, she suddenly felt a little strange.

She flicked her toes uncomfortably, as if the temperature of the whole room had risen, and her cheeks were a little pink, maybe she hadn't recovered yet, or what.

Pei Zhiheng's eyes unconsciously fell on her bare bare feet. The delicate white feet seemed to be graspable in the palm of her hand. The five toes were squeezed together exquisitely and delicately. The place covered by the medicine powder was hideous.

His eyes froze, and fell directly on the wound on Ruan Jiao's foot, and he didn't move away for a long time.

Until Ruan Jiao's heartfelt voice came from beside her ear:

——"He doesn't have a foot fetish, does he? Damn, he's so perverted!"

Pei Zhiheng: "..."