Nongmen Hot Wife

Chapter 8 Discussing things
Zhang Daniu was fidgeting with bamboo chips outside, and Zhou Yiran's retching was always flashing in his mind.

Although he said that in his mouth, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He really regarded his wife as a part of his life and couldn't give it up.

Accidentally, he cut his finger, put down the knife and bamboo quickly, and pressed the wound with his hands.

After a while, he loosened it, and when he saw that there was no bleeding, he immediately fiddled with the bamboo slices. This time, he didn't hesitate.

Zhou Yiran in the room simply wiped it off, put on her original clothes after washing, and opened the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhang Daniu immediately put down the things in his hand, got up and went over.

"I'll just do it myself." He reached out and competed with him to carry the bucket.

Zhang Daniu didn't give her a chance, but said in a low voice: "I can do this heavy work, my lady, let's rest!"

After he finished speaking, he had already reached the door. Even if she wanted to stop him, she was powerless to stop him, so she could only close the door and go to sleep.

Regarding the issue of sleeping, she had a difficult time. There was only one bedroom here, and only one bed.

So, that is to say, she has to sleep on the same bed with Zhang Daniu tonight, but how can she sleep like this.

After thinking about it, I decided to go out and discuss it with Zhang Daniu.

When he came to the door of the main room, he looked at Zhang Daniu who was making bamboo pieces, and said, "Daniu, I want to discuss something with you."

Zhang Daniu looked at her unnatural face, frowned, then lowered his head, fiddled with his own bamboo, and said at the same time:

"You said."

Looking at him like this, he knew that he was still struggling with the matter just now. She couldn't communicate with him about this matter, so she skipped it and said bluntly.

"From today on, can we sleep separately?"

"Hiss..." Zhang Daniu's hand was cut again, in the same position as before, he quickly put down the knife and pressed the wound.

Seeing that his hand was cut, Zhou Yiran felt a little sorry, so she didn't continue to say what she said just now, but said something like "pretend I didn't say it", turned around and went back to the house.

When Zhang Daniu raised his head, she was already gone, and his heart suddenly became cold, feeling very irritable.

But the bamboo slices still have to be bought, if they don’t, they won’t be able to weave baskets tomorrow, and they won’t have anything to sell when they go to the market the day after tomorrow, let alone money.

He believed that the lady would recover after a while, so after comforting himself like this, he felt much more comfortable.

In the room, Zhou Yiran was lying on the bed.Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, turned over and stared at the door, staring fixedly.

Over time, without knowing it, her eyelids began to fight, and gradually, she fell asleep.

At midnight, Zhang Daniu knocked out all three bamboos, tidied them up and put them aside in the yard, then went to the kitchen, filled a half-bucket of cold water, and went to take a shower.

In February, it was still very cold to take a bath in cold water, but Zhang Daniu was used to it and didn't feel cold, so he went back to the house after washing.

Walking to the door, he stopped, looked at the tightly closed door, hesitated for a moment before raising his hand and pushing the door open.

Going in and looking at the woman on the bed who was holding the quilt with her legs still clamped between the quilt, she frowned slightly, walked over and put her feet aside, pulled out the quilt, and covered her up.

He was sitting by the bed, looking at her sleeping face, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

After watching for a while, he took off his shoes, went up and lay down beside her, without moving her.

The next morning.

When she woke up, Zhang Daniu was long gone.

(End of this chapter)