Chapter 94:

Zhaoer rolled the bedding tightly, far away from him, lying there on his back.
She heard a rustling sound, and the little man seemed to be on the kang.
Until she heard him walk to the door, she couldn't help but say: "What did you do?"
Her throat was completely dumb, not hoarse, and Zhao Er had the heart to want to die at this time. Before she screamed so badly, she must have been heard. There are two elders living next to them. How can I go out to meet people tomorrow.
"I'll get some water."
Suddenly, Zhao Er sat up and hugged the quilt, revealing a little cherry on the shoulders outside. Against the backdrop of dim yellow lights, it seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze mist, which actually had a sense of beauty.
"do not go."
"How do you sleep without washing?"
Seeing that his eyes were fixed there, Zhaoer was busy pulling the quilt up, and she dared not look at him: "Anyway, don't go. There is no water in the house, just wipe it."
Xue Tingyan's eyes fell silently on the pot of cold water in the house. Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao'er also looked at it, and they looked at the pot of water with anxiety. Finally, Xue Tingyan had a move, he went to remove the latch, still intending to go out.
Zhaoer fell discouraged on the kang, and covered his head tightly with a quilt. He was afraid to hear the three aunts and four aunts next to him curiously asking what was wrong.
What should the little man answer then?
Spit, or dirty?
But where is it dirty, not washed before? Zhao'er's face was red and hot, and he barely saw anyone.
Fortunately, no one seemed to get up. Xue Tingyan went to the stove like a ghost and returned, even the black son in front of the door didn't cry.
Kuroko was driven out to sleep.
She faintly listened to the movement in the house and buried herself under the quilt. After a while, someone dragged her quilt, her subconsciously wrapped tightly, like a silkworm, wriggling, just not letting him drag.
For a while, a gap appeared, and she asked inside, "What are you doing?"
"You also get up and wash, I have all the hot water ready."
"I don't wash."
"How do you sleep without washing?"
"You can't sleep."
"It's up to you, anyway, it's you who is uncomfortable, and the thing will dry inside if you don't wash it."
Hearing this, Zhao'er seemed to be pierced by a needle, and then sat up: "What are you talking about, how do you know?"
Xue Tingyan looked at her without speaking, then paused and said: "I wish I could stay in it for a while so that the seeds of the descendants could take root and germinate."
Zhaoer barely listened. She put on her clothes quickly under the quilt. She stared at him fiercely: "You're carrying it."
Xue Tingyan glanced at her before turning around. She took her clothes and put on her clothes. Kang went off, and she didn't know what she thought, but she didn't stay in the house, but went out with the basin on her.
The fire in the stove just went out, and a small half of the water was left in the big iron pot. Zhaoer poured the water into the basin and carried it to the back vegetable field.
The sky is black and the sky in February is still very cold.
Zhao'er shivered under the cold wind, and his heart was full of suffocation.
Thanks to her hurting him for so many years, he was so cruel to her.
Zhao'er remembered the unintentional words that he had accidentally heard in the village before. It was so painful for a man to treat his mother-in-law on Kang. When the women talked about these, they all laughed strangely. It seemed that they did not reject it at all, and there was a sense of fun in it. Anyway, it was not understandable.
When he arrived at the bathroom, Zhaoer bolted the door and began to undress.
Two times, because it was too cold, she found that she could squat without having to undress. Something came out, cold and cold. She remembered the seed he said, and his seed was planted into her stomach. She was so anxious to use hot water to wash, the bloating pain, but it is not painful.
After washing in a hurry, she hurried to dry and stood up, pouring the water in a corner, letting it flow into the vegetable field through the small hole in the corner of the house, she reached out and opened the door.
A cold wind blew, and she met a person as soon as she came out.
Heigonglongdong, she subconsciously wanted to call, but was caught by a familiar hand.
"What are you doing standing here?" Zhaoer shouted in his throat, and wanted to cry again.
"It's so dark here, I look at you."
Zhao'er's heart fell to the ground, unspeakable complexity: "Come back to the house and watch out for the cold."
The two touched the black back to the house, one after the other, with the children in the front and Xue Tingyan in the back. When he came in, he bolted the door. When he latched the door back, Zhaoer was already on the kang, and the bedding piled on the kang foot was taken down by two beds. She made a bed of her own, and the other was left alone behind her, far away.
Xue Tingyan glanced at the person who was wrapped like a cocoon and silently kang. He dragged the quilt and dragged it behind Zhao'er before going in and lying down.
"You go a little over there, it's crowded."
Xue Tingyan didn't speak and turned her head and noticed that a foot got into her quilt. Her feet were very cold, and she had just covered the heat, and it was frozen like a joke. She avoided her side, and the foot was entangled again.
"Cold." He explained.
She thought he was afraid of her accident just now, and stood in the cold wind for a while, dressed thinly, and she could bear it.
Zhao'er is still not smart enough, and the smart ones should not let it go, and some people will naturally stop. But she chose tolerance, and the latent word of tolerance stands for default.
So after a while, another foot drilled in.
The feet came in, the legs came in, and the two got closer. In the end, more and more places came in, until the whole person got in.
It seemed a little late to push again at this moment, because the cunning Xue Tingyan was buried in the quilt, his position was lower, he hugged Zhao Er's waist and legs tightly, and his face rested on her waist. It would be harder than going to the sky if you want to stay in this position and push him out.
"Don't move, sleep fast, I will sleep too." He saw Zhao'er giving up and let himself go out, so he slid up and wrapped her around her shoulders and necks, keeping her face on his chest.
Zhaoer buried there low, as if to say something, and then stopped.
The two kept sleeping like this until dawn.
The reason why Zhaoer woke up was that someone was moving her. As soon as she became aware of it, she felt something against her, and a hand was drilling into her lapel.
She was awake immediately and was about to say something, so she heard the words behind her: "Go to bed soon, go to bed early, and sleep a little longer."
He didn't move, and his hand was over there. It seems to be very nostalgic, and I can't move after rubbing twice, and I can't move after rubbing twice. There seemed to be no attempt, but the little flower blossomed in his palm.
The sky was only bright, and there were some bright shadows in the room, but it was unclear. Kang is not as hot as before, leaving a hint of residual temperature.
Zhaoer was confused again, and suddenly felt someone pull the flower. She was awake again, but he stopped moving again.
Nothing was done, and the house remained quiet.
After a while, the fingers were twisted again, as if playing a gadget that he could not put it down. Holding it and not losing it, do you always want to play subconsciously twice, but there is no bad attempt.
Zhaoer finally fell asleep, she had a dream.
In the dream, she said that she was walking in the village and heard a few women talking and laughing, and she subconsciously passed away. Sure enough, these women were talking about her. She said that she was usually strong and hot, but she didn't expect that the little man in her family looked at her, and she was treated like that. He also said that the wedding night was heard by the whole village.
Some people disagreed, saying that the Xue family's two-bedroom dog looked at his thin body, and the cost would certainly not be the same. What can he cure? Some people have fun talking, both are stunned, and the woman naturally suffers. After two years, the woman will not feel unbearable, and may feel that the rectification is not enough.
They have ambiguous smiles on their faces, and one after another spit out remediation, it seems that this remediation is a very interesting thing. She eavesdropped in the dream, and at the same time recalled that she was indeed mistreated by him.
Thinking this way, she went back to the house somehow, and she became a crying father and a mother after being treated by the little man. Because I knew in my heart that I was dreaming, Zhaoer even had a mood to think about--
Although the dog is thin, but the cost is huge, otherwise she can be so miserable.
Just thinking of this, I woke up and was awakened by someone.
Zhaoer ignored Xue Tingyan for a whole day, even if he followed him, she ignored him.
Seeing this, Xue's family smiled as if they understood something.
The newlyweds were not able to work for the first three days, but Zhao Er didn't want to face his face in the house. When Xue Tao'er was in charge of cooking dinner, she would watch her doing it.
Xue Taoer gave her a stern look: "Sister Zhao, are you okay?"
"It's okay, what can I do, I said to help you work, but you don't do it."
"It's not that I won't let you do it, it's my mother who said that the bride can't work in the first month of her wedding, or work hard for a lifetime. We rural people don't pay attention, at least you should do nothing for the first three days."
Zhaoer didn't believe this, but she always said that, and she still managed to listen to her.
Xue Tao'er cut the vegetables, but she kept talking. She had been doing this for a long time today. Obviously, she was hesitant to say something.
"What the are you doing today? Just say anything, don't hold back."
Too. Xue Tao'er understands her temperament, and if she doesn't understand it, she will always think about it, and always think about it.
She blushed and said in a small voice: "Sister Zhao, I heard you cry so badly yesterday, it seems that I was beaten by someone, does it really hurt?"
There was a shy water light in her eyes, but the water light had a thirst for knowledge. Zhaoer remembered this, Taoer was fifteen, and he was about to marry. A while ago, Aunt San told her about her family. The two sides met each other and they were very satisfied. I heard that the other party will come to hire recently. It seems that the marriage of the two will be done at the end of the year.
In this place in the country, girls usually get married when they are 13 or 14 years old, and they get married when they are 15 or 16 years old.
Zhaoer had been worrying about this since yesterday. No one told her about it, but Xue Taoer, the girl's family, asked her.
She and Taoer just play small, treat her as a sister since childhood. In this case, even if Zhao'er was ashamed and annoyed, she had to hold back. She carefully recalled it in her mind and became a red face again. Xue Tao'er looked at the strange look of Zhao's sister curiously, not even cutting the dishes.
"In fact, it's not too painful, it will only hurt so much," she said.
"Then how bad are you?"
Zhao'er blushed and whispered, "It's not so bad because of pain."
"what is that?"
Tao'er is hard-pressed, but Zhao'er doesn't know how to answer her. I can't say it. I can only find an excuse to run away.
She ran into Xue Tingyan when she went out of the kitchen door, and she went back to the house with her head down and around him.
Xue Tingyan followed, and when she returned to the house, she tidied up the place, felt it there, and could not rest. Xue Tingyan came closer and said, "I heard what you said to Tao'er."
Uh.
"Since it doesn't hurt, is it comfortable? Move, I make you comfortable?"
Zhao'er looked up at him like a monster, his eyes were unbelievable, and after a while he sighed: "You are not ashamed, how can you ask such words."
Xue Tingyan didn't blush at all, and straightened upright: "It's natural for a man to make a woman comfortable. If I can't make you comfortable, will you still be able to cover me?"
Zhao'er gritted his teeth and became annoyed to the extreme: "I'm not at all comfortable. Don't touch me in the future."
Xue Tingyan ignored her at that time, turned her head and pulled her to try again that night, Meiwen's name made her comfortable earlier, and the two days later became beautiful.
Nowadays, we pay attention to the return of the three dynasties, that is, on the third day after marriage, the newlyweds take their husbands back to their natal homes, and let their natal families see how well they have been.
Zhao'er is a child-in-law who does not have a natal family, but she has an older sister, so she plans to take Xue Tingyan to the Shen family in the county to see Sulan.
On the same day, the young couple drove to the county together.
Xue Tingyan drove the car. He learned to catch the car before recruiting children, and he learned it. Fortunately, I learned it, or I would be so big today. I did n’t say the bride returned to the door, let the bride catch the car, and the bridegroom was sitting.
The mules came all the way to the back door of Shen's house. The county town in early spring still had a bustling atmosphere that was not completely over in winter.
Zhaoer came to the county to open a store before and came to Suran to tell her about it. Suran was in a hurry. After listening, he nodded and went in. The sisters did not speak. Zhaoer wanted to be able to let her sister take half-day leave this time. The two sisters talked and talked together, and they could have a meal together. Of course, it was also extremely important to see Xue Tingyan's brother-in-law.
But she invited the wife of the back door janitor to talk, but this lady changed her past politeness, but took her eyes up and down and looked at the two. Her eyes were very weird, and her tone was a little yin and yang. She said: "You want to see Suran? I can't see her now! "
With that said, she closed the back door, but no one answered when she knocked on the door again.