0p0 Chapter 232 Village Life (6)
Chapter 232 Village Life (6)
Xia Qingyue knew that if she went out again she would most likely be sent back, so she thought about doing more work after Xiaoyu got married tomorrow.
She didn't sleep well last night and was tired after all the work in the morning. She walked to the bed, faced one side of the wall, and leaned back with her back toward the bed.
The moment she lay on the bed, she grimaced and cried out a few times because something hard was poking her neck. Her collar was not that long or thick, so she could feel it, but the clothes on her back were thick, so she didn't feel it.
She rolled to the side and looked at the culprit that hit her - the peanuts, red dates, longans, lotus seeds and other things placed on the wedding bed.
It means having a baby soon.
She raised an eyebrow at the things, then put them all away and put them on the bedside table.
The wooden box was still on the counter. Although she was a little curious about what was inside, her eyelids were drooping and she was too sleepy. She turned around, kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt, closed her eyes and went to sleep.
After a while, the door was pushed open from the outside and Han Zhibai walked in. He saw a bulge in the quilt on the bed, and his slightly drunken eyes were filled with a gentle smile.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, staring quietly at Xia Qingyue's sleeping face, and no matter how much he looked at her, he felt it was not enough.
Lihuabai has a strong aftertaste. It may not feel any bad at first, but it will make you intoxicated after a while.
Han Zhibai drank a few glasses of Lihuabai and saw overlapping images in his vision. There were several Xia Qingyues. He smiled foolishly and couldn't help but murmured in a hoarse voice: "Qingyue."
Xia Qingyue hummed unconsciously while sleeping.
Han Zhibai sobered up a little instantly, but unable to resist the drunkenness, he staggered to the other side of the bed and slept on the same side with Xia Qingyue, but they were on different sides with a distance between them.
The room was quiet, and the two people lying on the bed unconsciously and slowly moved closer.
Xia Qing, who was sleeping soundly, felt a little cold at first, but then she came across something as warm as a stove and instinctively leaned over to hug it to keep warm. As she felt warmer and more comfortable, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
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Xia Qingyue woke up from a nap. The room was dimly lit and she could not tell what day it was.
She just thought of checking what time it was, but something warm and heavy was pressing on her and she was unable to get up.
Warm?
There was a soft breathing sound beside her. She turned around in surprise and saw Han Zhibai facing her, sleeping peacefully.
She propped herself up and lay back down gently. Her eyes moved slowly, her gaze slowly falling on every inch of Han Zhibai's face.
It was the first time that I looked at him so closely and for such a long time. It turned out that his skin was so good, without pores and flaws, his eyebrows were thick and black, his eyelashes were longer than hers, and his nose was high.
So beautiful.
With unconscious infatuation in her eyes, she raised her hand and extended her index finger, wanting to touch the bridge of his nose.
Getting closer and closer, her slender fingertips touched his nose bridge, and her fingers gradually moved down and paused at the philtrum. Her bright eyes stared straight at his slightly thin, beautifully shaped, light pink lips.
She wanted to kiss him.
She had this idea, and the next second she put it into action, leaning slightly closer to him.
The moment their lips touched, Xia Qingyue heard a loud bang, as if colorful fireworks had bloomed, each one brilliant and gorgeous.
His lips are so soft.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Han Zhibai, who was sleeping, suddenly moved, and she was so startled that she subconsciously wanted to step back.
However, at the moment when the two lips slightly separated, a big hand was raised and clasped the back of her head, gently pressing down, the lips touched closely, and a passionate and lingering kiss came down all over her.
Gradually, Xia Qingyue's whole body became limp and weak, and she fell on Han Zhibai's arms, her eyes gradually closing.
Just when she was feeling a little short of breath and her ears were buzzing, Han Zhibai's lips moved upwards and gently kissed her cheek, forehead, and brow, and finally gave her a deep kiss on the lips.
After the last kiss, Han Zhibai rested his forehead against hers. She opened her eyes and met his affectionate eyes, and her pounding heart slowed down for a few beats.
Their breathing was rapid and disordered, and amidst the sound of panting, their eyes and hearts were filled with only each other.
There was silence for a while. Xia Qingyue's face became redder and redder as he looked at her. She was about to say something when the arm that was resting on her tightly embraced her into his arms.
Han Zhibai hugged her and she put her arms around his waist.
"Qingyue, since the day I met you, my ordinary life has begun to change, and I am looking forward to the arrival of each day more and more.
The same will be true for the days to come. I want to spend every day of the rest of my life with you, working from sunrise to sunset and resting from sunset to sunrise. As long as you are by my side, it doesn’t matter where you are.”
"Me too, as long as you're here."
Just as the two were hugging each other and showing their affection, there was a knock on the door.
It rang twice and then stopped abruptly.
Xia Qingyue sat up and saw that the sky outside the window had become darker. "Oh no, it's getting dark. Let's get up quickly. It's probably time for dinner."
Han Zhibai got up and lit the oil lamp on the bedside table, and they each dressed themselves.
When they walked out of the room, they saw that oil lamps were lit in the main room and an empty room next to it, and the lights were flickering. There was a dining table set up in each room.
There were some leftovers from lunch on the table, and in the middle was a hot pot that was bubbling with steam. On the wooden rack next to it were fresh cabbage, fish balls, fish fillets and other dishes, as well as dipping sauces.
Li Benfu led the Fang family, Qian Yurou and Xiaomei into the house and came to the main hall.
Han Zhibai and Xia Qingyue hurriedly invited them to take a seat.
There was still room for people to sit at the two tables if they squeezed together. It was the first time for Qian Yurou and Xiaomei to eat hotpot. They learned how to cook after being taught twice. They praised the food and found this way of eating novel.
After a hearty dinner, everyone felt warm, and thankfully the dishes prepared in the evening were just the right amount so they were all eaten, leaving very few leftovers.
At night, Xia Qingyue forced herself to follow Chen Yuzhen and the others to clean up, and forced Qian Yurou and Xiaomei to sit by the stove to warm themselves by the fire.
After lunch, Qian Yurou and Xiaomei insisted on helping to clean up. Only after everything was done did they leave the village to contact the drug dealers who had recently ordered the medicinal materials to check the quality of the medicines.
Chen Yuzhen already felt bad for them helping at noon. How could she let guests help at her own home? So she refused to let them help at night no matter what.
Chen Yuzhen washed the dishes, Fang's mother wiped the floor, and Xia Qingyue was actually just helping out, sitting on a low stool and washing the vegetable basket, but she didn't really do much work.
They stayed in the kitchen, working and chatting.
The main topic of conversation was Qian Yurou's opening of a medicine shop. She said that the matter was progressing quite smoothly, except that natural disasters occurred frequently in the past two years, and many medicinal materials were scarce and expensive.
Qian Yurou said: “So I’m thinking about organizing some people to go to the mountains to look for medicinal herbs, and at the same time buy land and mountains to plant medicinal herbs, so as to solve the problem from the root.”
Hearing this, Chen Yuzhen and Xia Qingyue stopped what they were doing and looked at Qian Yurou thoughtfully.