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Chapter 24
A quarter of an hour later, Pei Zhiheng turned his back to Ruan Jiao expressionlessly and put on his clothes.
Only the red-hot ears proved his restlessness.
Neither of them spoke for a while.
Ruan Jiao didn't pay attention to his expression, went to wash the remaining medicinal wine on her hands, then folded the quilt on the bed and planned to go out.
When Pei Zhiheng turned around and saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously, "Where are you going?"
Ruan Jiao gave him a strange look, "Go and give Niangxu some cotton."
Pei Zhiheng: "...Oh, I'll help you."
To be honest, he thought there was a lack of a couch in the house, and she would go to his mother's place to sleep with the quilt at night.
Ruan Jiao let go of his hand, "No, it's so late, it's not convenient for you to go to your mother's house."
Pei Zhiheng didn't insist, "You..."
Ruan Jiao raised her eyebrows, "Huh?"
He originally wanted Ruan Jiao to ask where the couch in their house was.
But after thinking about it, he still didn't open his mouth.
He felt that if he asked, he might have taken the initiative to scold him.
He frowned slightly, a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what his mother had done. Even if he was injured, he could move such a large couch in his room.
He'd better go to the firewood room to have a look. Their firewood room is the place where the sundries are kept, maybe it's moved to where.
He shook his head, "It's okay, you can go."
Ruan Jiao glanced at him speechlessly, but didn't insist on asking, what was wrong with him halfway through talking, and hugged the quilt easily and was about to go out.
Suddenly he called her out from behind him.
"and many more."
Ruan Jiao took a deep breath, her face was a little impatient, she looked at him puzzled, but did not speak.
But he saw that he quickly picked up the rabbitskin hat she just took off and walked over, and put it on her head, "Okay."
Ruan Jiao was very surprised. After a few seconds, she opened her mouth, "Thank you husband."
Pei Zhiheng opened the door for her, "I'll take you there."
Ruan Jiao: "..."
She looked at his delicate face and thought about it.
Well, the male protagonist is definitely not willing to owe favors.
She helped him with medicine just now, so he is helping her now.
Hmm...that makes sense.
She was completely at ease and felt nothing.
Mother Pei was waiting for her in the room, but she was a little puzzled when she didn't wait for her for so long.
Seeing her son open the door, Ruan Jiao came in with such a big quilt in her arms, the corners of her mouth tightened, "Sanlang, come here."
Originally, Pei Zhiheng just wanted to open the door for her and leave, but when he heard Pei's mother's words, he hesitated for a moment, his eyelids twitched, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
However, in the end, she did not violate Mother Pei's order.
However, he didn't expect that as soon as he got to Pei's mother's bed, Pei's mother picked up a feather duster from nowhere and slapped it on his body.
The next second, her furious voice came over, "It's so cold, and your wife is still hurt, so you just let her come here with such a big quilt?! Are you still a person? You still go to school to study sages Books, have you read all the way into the dog's stomach?"
Pei Zhiheng: "..." He knew it :)
Mother Pei's hand was very fast, and she didn't notice where it was drawn. Ruan Jiao noticed that occasionally, it directly hit his buttocks a few times, which was extraordinarily elastic.
Her eyes fell on it unconsciously, and she almost couldn't hold back her laughter. She tried her best to close the corners of her mouth and lowered her head, so as not to let herself gloat so obviously.
However, although her movements were fast, Pei Zhiheng still noticed her.
Pei Zhiheng's face turned dark.
Mother Pei was also reluctant to part with her son, and he was getting older. In front of her daughter-in-law, she had to save him some face.
She had a sullen face and a serious tone, "I asked the second brother of your sixth uncle's family to dismantle your couch and set it on fire. You don't have to think about moving it out to use it again! You don't have to go to college during this period of time." Studying, you two should have a baby as soon as possible. If you can conceive now, it will happen to be born in the next autumn, neither hot nor cold, and it will not be difficult for Jiao Niang to confine herself."
Ruan Jiao was still gloating, but when she heard this, her eyes widened.
She didn't expect that Mother Pei's boomerang could still hit her body, and she was immediately stunned.
She's all bad.
What kind of child do you want?
Leaving aside the question of how dangerous it is to have children in ancient times, it is just that the two of them will reconcile in the future, and this child cannot be had.
She raised her head abruptly, and spoke as fast as she could in her life, "Mother, we can't have children now."
Mother Pei was reprimanding the male protagonist, she felt that the problem of bed separation must be caused by her son.
After the two got married, she could see how indifferent he was to Ruan Jiao, and then the matter of Qiu Yang happened two days ago, so she wanted to take this opportunity to hit her son.
His son just reads and makes his brain stupid, and such a good daughter-in-law as Jiao Niang doesn't know how to cherish it.
Besides, the Ruan family was kind to their family.
If you marry someone back and let them hang out, is it a marriage or an enmity?
It's just that she never expected that when she said this, the first person who jumped out to object would be her daughter-in-law.
A look of astonishment flashed across Pei's mother's face, "You...Jiaoniang, you don't have to speak for him. He used to be unable to study in the college and he couldn't help it. Now that everyone else has returned, how can he shirk? You Don't be afraid of him, he dares to cold you, mother is up to you! See if I don't beat him to death!"
Ruan Jiao picked her toes in embarrassment, "Mother, it's not... Didn't my husband fall into the glacier before and his body became cold, so now he can't go to the county school and come home to raise it? In his current situation, I'm not in good health, I'm worried that the cold will be passed on to the child, and the child's health will not be good in the future."
Mother Pei's eyes widened in an instant, and belatedly she raised her hand and slapped herself on the forehead, "Look at me, I forgot about this! I'm so confused! What should I do now, that cot yesterday Set me on fire tonight!"
After finishing speaking, she gave Pei Zhiheng a hard look, "He doesn't matter, you two share the same bed, what if you accidentally have a child, you are young now, your body has just grown up, It's not good to have a child so early! Otherwise, you can move here at night, and our mother and I will share the same room!"
Pei Zhiheng: "..."
He looked at Mother Pei, then at Ruan Jiao.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the two of them were actually women, and he was an outsider.
Otherwise, why does he always feel that he is out of place with this family?
Ruan Jiao didn't agree to stay with Pei's mother, it's not that she disliked Pei's mother and insisted on sharing the same bed with Pei Zhiheng.
It's her who is very sensitive to the smell. If there is a strange smell approaching, she may subconsciously fight back when she is sleepy.
Although she didn't know why she didn't reject Pei Zhiheng at Ruan's house yesterday.
But it's right to be careful, Mother Pei is so kind to her, she doesn't want to hurt Mother Pei when she is unconscious.
But the hero, she doesn't have this concern.
As for the male protagonist, with the male protagonist's aura, he will not die easily, and he is also very strong and resistant to beating.
...
Ruan Jiao cooked the dinner, the three of them ate, Pei Zhiheng went to wash the dishes, and Pei's mother hurriedly pushed her quilt out again.
Most of the cotton was stuffed in again, and the whole quilt was thick and soft, and it was comfortable to look fluffy.
Pei Zhiheng mixed warm water for her, put it behind the screen, and sat at the table with a book to read it.
Although there was one more person in the room, Ruan Jiao didn't feel anything just to wipe her body.
However, the constant sound of splashing water fell on someone's ears, which made him restless.
The orange oil lamp next to it swayed gently, stretching the shadows of the people behind the screen.
Pei Zhiheng accidentally caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye, and quickly looked away as if he had been burned.
The hand holding the book was subconsciously exerting force. The paper was slightly crumpled in his palm, he was startled, and quickly relieved himself.
However, his eyes diverged, but he didn't have much interest in reading, and he didn't read a word for a long time.
After a while, the sound of water stopped, and there was a rustling sound from behind the screen.
Ruan Jiao hurriedly climbed onto the bed in thin pajamas, and quickly said, "My husband, I've wiped it off, you should go quickly, or the water will be cold in a while!"
Pei Zhiheng was brought back to his thoughts by her voice, and with an "um", he put down the book in his hand.
He took out a change of pajamas from the closet in an orderly manner, and went behind the screen.
His thoughts were a little wandering, he mechanically took off his outer clothes, and then pressed the wet veil on his body.
Because Ruan Jiao had just scrubbed, there was still a moist aroma in the air.
Suddenly he paused, picked up the veil and took a look, it was his own.
He looked down at the basin again.
Hmm... forgot to change the water.
Pei Zhiheng: "..."
Pei Zhiheng: "..."
In the winter, the weather is very cold. Although the charcoal basin is burned in the room, the hot water is still very cold.
When the handkerchief was attached to his body, there was no temperature, but when Pei Zhiheng thought that this was the water Ruan Jiao had just used up, he felt weird, as if his whole body was on fire.
He hurriedly changed the basin, intending to refill the water, but accidentally knocked over the screen, and brought the clean bedclothes and the clothes he changed all into the basin, soaking thoroughly.
Pei Zhiheng: "..."
He felt that although some people were still alive, he was actually dead.
After wiping his body indiscriminately, he went to the closet in the wet nightclothes to get a new one and put on a new one, and he was relieved.
It has been a long time since the water behind the screen was poured out and cleaned up neatly.
After getting busy, barely forgot the embarrassment just now.
However, when he was standing by the bed, he knew that Ruan Jiao didn't know, but he couldn't help but think of the stupid thing he had done.
However, he looked at Ruan Jiao with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep, breathing steadily, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, this breath was only half relieved, and he suddenly reacted to one thing with hindsight.
His mother burns his couch, but what about his pillow and quilt? ? ?
Ruan Jiao was lying on the bed, and when she saw him standing still beside the bed like a wooden stake, she couldn't help but open her eyes, her eyes were a little impatient.
They slept together last night, and they dawdled again today. She really took it.
Ruan Jiao clenched her fists, wanting to wish him a helping hand, knocking people out, and throwing them out to fend for themselves.
She took two deep breaths, forced a smile, and asked, "Husband? Why don't you rest?"
Because Pei Zhiheng's back was facing the light, Ruan Jiao couldn't actually see the expression on his face at this time, only to hear his low voice that seemed to have no emotion, "Mother seems to have thrown my pillow and quilt away. already."
Ruan Jiao: ? ? ?
She was full of question marks.
For a moment, I felt as if I had heard it wrong, "What?"
Pei Zhiheng: "I saw it just now, and there is nothing in the room, nor in the cabinet."
Ruan Jiao was stunned for a while, and was silent for a while.
She was actually a little tired after tossing around today, and it was not too early now, she yawned and patted the bed, "Forget it, let's build a bed today, and ask my mother tomorrow, so fresh. The quilt has cotton in it, even if it's old, it won't be thrown away."
Pei Zhiheng was stunned for a moment, and turned his eyes to her with obvious confusion in his eyes.
Does she know what it's like for two people to cover a quilt?
How could she be so defenseless against him?
Although the two woke up hugging each other at Ruan's house this morning, they were still covered with two quilts.
His eyes darkened, and he opened his mouth to ask, "We sleep in the same bed, aren't you afraid of what I will do to you?"
Ruan Jiao glanced at him with disgust, couldn't help rolling her eyes, and clenched her fists in front of his face. don't know when a walnut on the side of the pillow broke into her palm. .
She smiled, gentle and soft, and her voice was soft with a hint of sleepiness, "What can my husband do to me?"
Pei Zhiheng: "..."
He was wrong, and judging from the demented voices he heard, what he should be most worried about was what she would do to him.
He was obviously in his own home where he had lived for more than ten years, but at this time, Pei Zhiheng suddenly lost his sense of security. His complexion was blue and red, changing repeatedly, and his ears seemed to be full of blood, burning hot.
Seeing that he was wearing pajamas, standing pitifully under the bed, and looking miserable, Ruan Jiao couldn't help lowering her head and rolling her eyes.
- "His face looks like he has knocked over the palette, it's blue and then red, what is he thinking? Don't you think I'll do something to him? Laugh to death, what can I do to him? Himself No way, where did so many dramas come from?"
Pei Zhiheng took a deep breath and said in a serious, very serious tone, "Little girl! I'm a normal man!"
He emphasized the word "normal", implying that she should stop thinking about it!
He is not what she thought!
"Mmmmmm." Ruan Jiao nodded with a look of trust, but she couldn't help but start to slander.
βββNothing usually emphasizes something. Did I go too far? He was too sensitive. I didnβt say anything before he was stinged?β
Pei Zhiheng: "..."
The author says:
Male protagonist: In? I'm so angry I can't sleep!
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