"Oh, it's all the same, it's all the same. Sit down quickly, I'll wash your feet."

As Zhao Dazhu spoke, he grabbed one of Li Yujiao's small feet and pulled her in front of him.

"Stop looking, if you're going to help me wash, then hurry up and wash, don't... don't dawdle."

Li Yujiao said shyly.

"Okay, okay, I'll wash it now."

Zhao Dazhu nodded with a smile, and finally reluctantly took the high heels off Li Yujiao's feet.

Zhao Dazhu pressed Li Yujiao's two fair and tender feet into the basin of water and gently massaged them.

However, Li Yujiao's feet were clean and even smelled nice, with a fresh scent of soap.

So even after Zhao Dazhu had been rubbing for a long time, he still couldn't get any dirt off Li Yujiao's feet, and the water in the foot bath remained crystal clear.

"So white, so tender..."

"You women's feet are just different from ours; the skin is so smooth it's beyond words."

Zhao Dazhu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, grinning from ear to ear.

Li Yujiao was mortified.

While feeling shy, Li Yujiao's heart was warm.

Since she grew up, no one has washed her feet anymore.

She naturally never tasted that strange flavor again.

At this moment, watching Zhao Dazhu, that old geezer, squatting on the ground, meticulously scrubbing his feet.

Li Yujiao couldn't help but recall the scene from many years ago when her father washed her feet.

That happened many years ago, and the passage of time has made her memory almost blurry.

She was just a child then, but her father, like Zhao Dazhu, already had gray hair and a face full of wrinkles.

Recalling the doting look on her father's face when he washed her feet, Li Yujiao suddenly felt that Zhao Dazhu in front of her looked exactly like her father, at least seven or eight points similar.

Thinking of this, Li Yujiao's heart trembled involuntarily, as if she had an indescribable emotion stuck in her chest that she could not express.

"Oh right, Yujiao, you didn't bring slippers to my house? I'll go to the supermarket at the village entrance tomorrow and buy you a pair, the pure cotton kind."

"Your feet are so white and delicate, pure cotton is the best choice, it definitely won't hurt your skin..."

Zhao Dazhu rambled on, his ruddy complexion making him look as young as seventeen or eighteen.

As Li Yujiao gradually came back to her senses from her memories, she could no longer suppress the emotions in her heart.

She suddenly pounced on Zhao Dazhu, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

He immediately understood and carried Li Yujiao into the room.

It's unclear how much time passed before Zhao Dazhu and Li Yujiao finally calmed down.

Looking at Li Yujiao nestled in his arms like a kitten, Zhao Dazhu felt extremely satisfied, but at the same time, he also had a strange feeling.

This was all because Li Yujiao had called out "husband" in a dreamlike manner earlier.

Zhao Dazhu didn't know how to ask. He hesitated for a long time before finally mustering his courage and asking, "Yu Jiao, do you remember what you called me when I carried you to bed?"

"What did I call you?"

Li Yujiao asked slowly with her eyes closed, seemingly still savoring the joy Zhao Dazhu had brought her.

"You called me 'husband' once," Zhao Dazhu said.

Li Yujiao's beautiful eyes snapped open, and she cast a shocked, embarrassed, and disbelieving look at Zhao Dazhu.

"You're talking nonsense!" Li Yujiao shouted.

"I'm not lying, you really did call me 'husband' back then, I heard it very clearly," Zhao Dazhu said.

"I don't……"

Before Li Yujiao could finish speaking, Zhao Dazhu interrupted, "You did! You did call out, I heard it all."

After a pause, Zhao Dazhu continued, "Although I'm old, fifty-two this year, my eyes are still sharp and my ears are still good. I heard you call out with absolute certainty, I didn't mishear."

Looking at Zhao Dazhu's ardent eyes and expectant expression, Li Yujiao hesitated for a long time before finally calling him "husband."

Zhao Dazhu was overjoyed to hear Li Yujiao call him "husband."

He even felt that his old bones softened and melted at her calling him "husband".

Although he had already won Li Yujiao over long ago, he only now felt that this woman belonged to him, both in spirit and body.

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