Chapter 5

The He family is also an adobe house, the main layout is four rooms and one living room. The parents-in-law, sister-in-law, and Zhang Xihua each have one room. Because He Yuanhui counted the water poured out by the married daughter, the family did not reserve a room for her, and The remaining mother-in-law room is reserved for He Cong. He Zeng has put some sundries in it so far, but the furnishings and beds have not been removed. It seems that He Cong will come back one day.

Around the main house, a row of small houses were built, which were used as stove room, wash room, livestock house, chicken coop, and hut.The surroundings are all surrounded by adobe to form a small yard, so that they can be isolated from neighbors without disturbing each other.

Many houses in Xiaxi Village are surrounded by small courtyards, which is not a special case.

Zhang Xihua and the others had a sand window in their room, and now with the moonlight, they can find clothes in the blur without lighting a lamp.The clothes her husband usually wears are only those few, and after a little tidying up, she found them.

He Sheng ate quickly, and by the time Zhang Xihua put away his clothes, he had already dozed off against the back of the chair.She looked at that pretty face, full of sleepiness, and suddenly felt distressed.

There are only two people in the family, the father-in-law and the husband, for more than ten acres of land. It is really hard work.

Zhang Xihua herself can only do some light work, some hard work she can't do at all, she sighed silently.

The moon hangs curvedly in the sky, there are many stars, and occasionally I hear a few frogs croaking in my ears. He Sheng's sleeping face looks very peaceful, softening the sharpness of the day. Zhang Xihua looked at her husband, and couldn't bear to disturb him. He sleeps peacefully.

After struggling for a while, I stretched out my hand and gently pushed him, "He Lang, wake up?"

Seeing that He Sheng didn't seem to hear, Zhang Xihua stepped up his strength and shouted: "He Lang, wake up quickly, wash up before going to bed?"

The soft whispers in his ears finally woke up the man in his dream. He Sheng opened his eyes, feeling a little dazed for a moment, and realized after a while that he must have accidentally fallen asleep.

"Did you get the clothes?"

Zhang Xihua said: "It's already been prepared, and the water in the bathroom has been replaced with hot water. Do you want to wash your hair tonight?"

He Sheng said: "Then you go back to the room and rest, I will wash it myself, my hair is sticky, I have to dry it before going back to the room, you don't have to wait for me."

The husband's tone was not fluctuating, and he was very considerate and polite to her in his words, but Zhang Xihua was not happy at all, although the husband respected his wife very much, it seemed that there was some invisible barrier blocking the connection between their hearts.

This was completely different from the intimate husband and wife relationship she had imagined, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Zhang Xihua replied: "Then I will go back to my room."

He Sheng didn't dawdle, went to the bathroom, unloaded his clothes, and cleansed himself, washed his hair. After washing, he picked up the clothes that Zhang Xihua had put on the round table. The clothes and shoes were neatly put aside. She also thoughtfully put a dry handkerchief, which should be used to wipe his hair.

Such neatness and order made He Sheng uncomfortable for a while. At that time, his parents said they would propose marriage to the eldest daughter of the Zhang family in Yangxi Village. .

It was hot in summer, so he sat in the yard for a while, and after his hair was completely dry, He Sheng walked back to the room lightly.The room was silent, and there was a faint figure on the bed. He took off his shoes so as not to affect her movements as much as possible, and carefully got on the couch.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xihua suddenly turned over.

The two mandarin ducks leaned side by side with pillows, and Zhang Xihua slept on the outer side. He Sheng could only choose to sleep on the inner side because he didn't want to wake him up. Did not fall asleep.

He Sheng asked, "Haven't you slept yet?"

Zhang Xihua pulled the quilt, covered up the strange expression on her face, and replied: "Can't sleep... He Lang, are you tired? How about I rub your shoulders for you?"

He Sheng didn't have time to prevent his daughter-in-law from saying this, so he was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "That's fine, just sleep after a while if you're sleepy."

Zhang Xihua immediately stood up and sat up. After hesitating for a moment, she still chose to kneel and half kneel beside her husband. When she was a child, she often saw her mother massage her father's shoulders. Husband, I couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

He Sheng had never been so close to a woman before. His daughter-in-law's hands scratched a few places randomly on her back, as hard as a cat's scratching. He didn't feel comfortable, but felt a little numb.

(End of this chapter)

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