On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

  Chapter 393 The daughter-in-law is so soft and fragrant

   "Okay, daughter-in-law, I'll wash my face first."

  After speaking, Ling Chuan turned around and got out of bed, took the washbasin and went out quickly.

  Looking at the closed door, Yunmo covered her hot cheeks, then put the book and red envelopes into the space, sank her body into the bed, and closed her eyes facing inward.

   Not long after, Ling Chuan came back with hot water. Yun Mo pretended to be asleep, lying on her side motionless.

  After the sound of washing, the quilt behind him was lifted a little, and with the cold air pouring in, there was a warm body behind him.

"daughter in law."

  The man called her in a low voice.

  Yunmo didn't want to say anything at first, but after thinking about it for two seconds, she opened her eyes again.

"what?"

  Ling Chuan looked at her, his stern and clear face looked a little fair because of the fresh washing, and his black eyes were watery.

   "I washed my face."

  Yunmo tried her best to keep it natural, "Just wash it."

"daughter in law."

  Ling Chuan called her, and moved closer to her.

  Yunmo looked at him without blinking, feeling inexplicably nervous, "What are you going to do?"

   "I want to kiss you."

  Yunmo could feel that the man was more nervous than her, his voice was trembling, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and his eyelashes were blinking.

   "Yes, can you?"

  Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Ling Chuan spoke again.

"Can't."

  Yunmo turned her back indifferently, but her breath and cheeks became hot.

   A few seconds later, she turned her head. The man was still leaning forward, his dark eyes looking at her for a moment, a little pitiful.

   "Ling Chuan, you are so annoying."

  Yunmo stretched out her hand to cover the man's eyes, and kissed him on the lips like a dragonfly.

   "Okay, don't ask such nonsense in the future."

   After kissing, she shrank back under the quilt, covered her face with the quilt, and stared at him with only two almond eyes exposed.

  The man is like a child who has eaten candy, his expression is full of satisfaction, his black eyes are like stars in the cold night sky, surprisingly bright.

   Yunmo's heart softened for no reason.

"Go to sleep."

   "Daughter-in-law, I want to hug you."

  Yunmo turned over and squeezed into the man's arms, "Okay, can I sleep now?"

  Ling Chuan hugged her tightly with both arms, with a contented smile on his face.

  The daughter-in-law is so soft, fragrant, and cute.

  —

  The next day, when Yunmo was woken up, it was still dark.

  In the morning of the twelfth lunar month of winter, the air was so cold that one's teeth chattered. Yunmo wrapped her body tightly in a quilt like a cicada pupa, with only half of her face exposed outside.

   "It's cold, I don't want to get up."

  Ling Chuan looked at her in distress, and coaxed softly: "If you're late, you won't be able to catch the early bus."

  When she thought of going to the town and riding a motorbike for half an hour in the cold wind, Yunmo felt pain and resistance both psychologically and physically.

  The weather is so cold, and the bed is so warm, why does she want to set up some kind of bamboo weaving factory?

  There are so many treasures in her space, and there are so many ways to make money in her hands, why did she choose the most difficult way.

   "I don't want to run a bamboo weaving factory anymore."

  Ling Chuan was silent and at a loss, just looked at her like this, and didn't speak.

  Yunmo pouted, "Why don't you speak, do you think I'm capricious, I just say what I want?"

   "No." Ling Chuan hastily denied, "Daughter-in-law, you can rest at home, I will go to the city to buy dyes and come back."

   "Then do you know where to buy it?"

   "I went to the city and asked someone, and I will definitely be able to buy it."

  Yunmo struggled inwardly, but in the end rationality prevailed over impulse.

  After getting dressed tremblingly, Yunmo came to the washing stand to wash her face, the moment the hot towel covered her face, she felt uncomfortable.

  Ling Chuan bent over to make the bed, his gaze suddenly fixed on a dark red spot on the bed.

"daughter in law."

"What's wrong?"

   Seeing the strange expression on the man's face, Yunmo couldn't help being surprised.

   "Aren't you, that one is here."

that…

  Yunmo was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she seemed to be on her period.

   No wonder she always felt tired these two days, and thought it was because of the hard work in the car.

   "I'll take out the sheets and wash them, you clean them up first."

   After finishing speaking, Ling Chuan bent down and took the sheet off the bed, rolled it into a ball and carried it outside.

  Yunmo locked the door, found clean underwear from the suitcase, and took out a pack of sanitary napkins from the space.

   There are also sanitary napkins in this era, but the sanitary napkins of this era are not only thick, but also not breathable, and their comfort and breathability are far inferior to those of the 21st century.

  After coming here, she has been using the sanitary napkins that are also stored in the space.

  Thinking of this, Yunmo felt a little worried.

  At the beginning, she didn't expect that one day she would travel to this era. The storage of personal items in the space is not much. When the menstruation is over, the sanitary napkins will probably be used up.

Ugh.

  Huang Zhiqiu was carrying two bowls of sweet wine with poached eggs, and was about to deliver them to his daughter and son-in-law's room. As soon as he walked out of the kitchen, he saw his son-in-law squatting by the well washing something.

   "Xiao Ling, come and have breakfast. You and Momo can go out after eating. Put your clothes there. I'll wash them for you later."

  Ling Chuan turned around, "I'll wash it right away, Mom."

  Hearing this, Huang Zhiqiu didn't say anything more, and went upstairs with a poached egg in sweet wine.

   "Momo."

  Hearing the knock on the door, Yunmo hurriedly opened the door.

   "Mom, are you up so early?"

   "I cooked breakfast for you and Xiaoling."

  Huang Zhiqiu put the poached eggs on the table, "It's cold, drink a bowl of sweet wine soup to warm up, so as not to catch a cold from the cold wind blowing on the road."

  Yunmo didn't have much appetite at first, but smelling the sweet and sour aroma in the sweet wine soup, she couldn't help but took a sip from the bowl.

  The warm sweet wine soup slipped into the throat, and the heat instantly spread throughout the limbs.

   One word, comfortable.

  Huang Zhiqiu sat beside her and watched her drink the soup, while chatting with her, "Xiao Ling is too hardworking, washing clothes in the well water so early in such a cold day."

   "He washed the sheets. I was on my period and accidentally stained the sheets."

  Huang Zhiqiu didn't say anything, but he couldn't help but think in his heart that the son-in-law is really good to his daughter, and he is even willing to wash this.

  Ordinary men are very taboo about this, feeling bad luck and unwilling to be contaminated.

   After a while, Ling Chuan also came up, his big hands were red and red, obviously frozen by the well water.

   Before Yunmo could speak, Huang Zhiqiu handed over the sweet wine soup on the table, "Xiao Ling, hurry up and eat the sweet wine soup to warm up your body."

   "Thank you, Mom."

  Ling Chuan sat down next to Yunmo with sweet wine soup, bowed his head and drank half a bowl in one breath.

   Glancing at the man's red fingers, Yunmo gave the man both poached eggs in her bowl.

  Ling Chuan turned to look at her, "Daughter-in-law, don't you want to eat?"

   "I don't have much appetite."

  Hearing this, Ling Chuan didn't say anything else, he scooped up the poached egg with a spoon and ate it with big mouthfuls.

   Waiting for the two to eat and clothe themselves warmly, Huang Zhiqiu sent them all the way to the entrance of the village before stopping.

   "Momo, Xiao Ling, be careful on the road."

   "Mom, we know, you go back."

   Huang Zhiqiu turned around and walked back until the figures of the two disappeared in the thick fog.

  (end of this chapter)