A woman in her 70s marries a rough-looking man; her plump wife is too delicate and alluring.

He Zhaoyang's hair has already been washed.

But she still felt there was still a taste.

She lowered her head and immersed it in the wooden tub again. Hot water splattered over her, and she gently washed her hair with her fingertips. Then she rubbed her ears vigorously. Soap suds dripped down the back of her neck, wetting her collar, but she didn't care.

That little girl, Nuannuan, was so incredibly enthusiastic today.

It was one thing for him to feed himself steamed buns, but to actually wipe his drool with his own ear was something she just couldn't stand!

Her hair was wet and stuck to the side of her face, water droplets dripped down her chin and splashed into the basin, and the back of her neck was pink from being soaked in hot water.

That's when the door was pushed open.

Hearing the noise, He Zhaoyang assumed it was Li Xuanxue bringing the child again. Without looking up, he said in a muffled voice, "Sister-in-law, I'm washing my hair. Just close the door behind you."

No one answered.

But the door was closed.

He Zhaoyang paused in his hair-rubbing motion, sensing something was wrong. Why couldn't he hear Nuannuan's voice?

She turned her head and glanced at the door; it was Sheng Yuze, who had left early in the morning.

"You're back?"

"Hmm." Sheng Yuze walked over and put his hand inside to wash He Zhaoyang's hair.

He Zhaoyang quickly turned his head away, saying, "Hey, no need."

"Use it." Sheng Yuze's voice came from above, his hand already in the hot water, his fingertips touching her scalp.

He Zhaoyang froze; the pressure was just right, very comfortable.

His movements weren't very skilled, but he was meticulous, taking care of every detail, even the tiny wisp of hair behind his ear.

The only sound inside was the sound of water. His hands moved through her hair, occasionally brushing his fingertips against the back of her neck, making her itch.

After a while, Sheng Yuze spoke up, "Why are you washing your hair so early in the morning? Didn't you wash it yesterday?"

He Zhaoyang replied sullenly, "Nuannuan used my hair to wipe her drool!"

She couldn't very well say that Nuannuan used her rabbit ears to wipe her drool, could she?

Sheng Yuze's fingers paused for a moment, as if laughter could be heard.

He simply continued to rub her hair a couple more times, then said, "Okay, I'm going to rinse my hair now."

He took out a bowl, added some warm water, and slowly poured it onto her hair.

After rinsing her head, Sheng Yuze put down the empty bowl, grabbed a dry towel from the rope, and covered her head with it.

He Zhaoyang's face was covered by a cloth, and just as she was about to take it and wipe it herself, his hand had already pressed against her hair through the cloth, gently rubbing it.

She was completely covered by a cloth, and could only hear her own heartbeat.

Sheng Yuze dried her hair until it was half dry, then took the towel off. Her hair was messy, with a few stray strands sticking to her forehead, and her face was flushed from the steam of the hot water.

She looked up at him.

Sheng Yuze lowered his eyes and put the towel back in its place.

"Alright, go to bed. I'll start a fire and dry your hair."

He Zhaoyang obediently got into bed, sat cross-legged, and found the bed covered with newly changed sheets and blankets, which smelled of sunshine.

She felt a sweet warmth in her heart as she watched Sheng Yuze bustling around; she quite enjoyed being waited on.

"What did you do this morning?"

Sheng Yuze lit some firewood and put it in, saying, "I went to town to send a message back to the army."

He Zhaoyang: "Oh."

Sheng Yuze looked up at her. "Are you coming back to the military base with me?"

Sheng Yuze was worried about her staying at home. Although she was not the same as in her previous life, staying at home was still a potential problem.

As long as she stays with him, he can detect something is wrong immediately.

He Zhaoyang was taken aback. "Huh?"

Sheng Yuze closed the stove door. "The military has settled you in. There's a family compound there; you can stay there."

He Zhaoyang sat cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed). "When are you leaving?"

"the day after tomorrow."

He Zhaoyang said "Oh," lowered his head, and thought for a long time before asking, "What about the family?"

"Mother is home, and sister-in-law is here too." Sheng Yuze stood up, dusted off his hands, and sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed). "You don't need to worry about her."

"Then what would I do there?" she asked.

Sheng Yuze turned his head to look at her, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment, "Do whatever you want."

He Zhaoyang thought for a moment, and his mind started to make plans.

Military family compound, there are bound to be many women, and more women means more customers, which means more money to be made.

and.

She secretly glanced at Sheng Yuze.

She's gotten used to using Sheng Yuze as a pillow every night; she might not be able to fall asleep without him, so she's giving him face.

She looked away, coughed, and said, "Alright, I'll go with you then."

Sheng Yuze looked at her, and the corners of his mouth seemed to curve into a smile very quickly.

"Then I'll go pack my things." He Zhaoyang said, about to get off the kang (a heated brick bed), but pulled her foot back as soon as it touched the ground. She turned to him and asked, "Is it cold at the army base? I need to bring some warm clothes."

Sheng Yuze touched her hair. "It's alright, it's spring, so it won't be too cold."

He Zhaoyang nodded and began counting on his fingers what he needed to take.

She muttered to herself as she climbed out of bed, intending to get off, but Sheng Yuze stopped her as she passed by.

"What's the rush? We're not leaving until the day after tomorrow." He looked down at her; her hair was still a little damp, with a stray lock sticking out behind her ear. "Let's dry your hair completely first."

He Zhaoyang said "Oh" and obediently sat down, swinging his legs on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

Two days later, the car stopped in front of a row of red brick buildings.

He Zhaoyang pushed open the car door and got out, looking up at the building in front of him. The buildings were made of neat rows of red bricks, and clotheslines stretched from one end to the other, with a few military uniforms and bed sheets hanging on them.

Sheng Yuze took two bags out of the trunk and walked over: "Come with me."

He Zhaoyang followed him upstairs. A woman carrying a basin of water came down the stairs at the corner. She smiled at Sheng Yuze, "Yuze's back? Is this your wife?"

"Um."

Li Nan looked He Zhaoyang up and down, then smiled warmly, "You're really handsome. Come visit me at my house sometime."

He Zhaoyang nodded. "Okay, thank you, sister-in-law."

After going up to the second floor and reaching the end, Sheng Yuze took out his key and opened the door.

He Zhaoyang followed him inside. The room wasn't large, but it was clean. The windows were wide open.

The bedding on the bed was neatly folded, and the table was spotless.

He Zhaoyang went inside and walked around.

"Have you tidied up?" she asked.

"I had someone clean it for me yesterday."

He Zhaoyang nodded.

After settling his things, Sheng Yuze said, "You stay here for now. I'll go find a company commander, and I'll come back with the food in a bit."

He Zhaoyang nodded.

No sooner had Sheng Yuze left than there was a knock on the door.

dong dong dong.

He Zhaoyang thought it was Sheng Yuze who had returned, so he went over and opened the door. "I forgot to bring Dong..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

A young woman stood at the door. She was tall and fair-skinned, wearing a navy blue Lenin suit, with short hair that reached her ears and was tucked behind them.

He was holding a white porcelain bowl, which contained something that was still steaming.

When she saw He Zhaoyang, the smile on her face vanished.

Then he glanced at her up and down.

"You must be Yuze's wife, right?" she asked, her voice gentle and soft, as if she had practiced it.