Return to the small mountain village in 1981

c21-30

Chapter 21 21 Twenty Eight Open
Zhou Huaian nodded, got out of bed, put on his shoes, walked to the door of the room, unlatched the door, opened the door, looked at the dark yard, hesitated for a while, returned to the bed, stretched out a finger to poke it, and fell asleep. Yang Chunyan said, "Honey, do you want to go to the toilet? I will go with you."

Yang Chunyan didn't even bother to look at him, "No, I went back before going back to the house."

"Oh, you clearly know what I mean." After Zhou Huaian finished speaking and saw Yang Chunyan didn't respond, he smiled and said, "Honey, I promised to open it on 28th, so why don't you just accompany me?"

Yang Chunyan sat up, put on her coat, and looked at him weakly, "Please be early next time. I've been tired for a day and can fall asleep standing up."

"Okay, I'll be earlier next time." Zhou Huaian picked up the shoes in front of the bed and said, "Wife, put them on."

Yang Chunyan took it and put it on, yawned and followed Zhou Huaian to the backyard, standing under the plum tree.

After a while, the buzzing sound of mosquitoes came to my ears, as well as the sounds and curses made by Zhou Huaian when he swatted the mosquitoes.

Yang Chunyan moved back and forth to avoid being targeted by mosquitoes.

Suddenly I remembered watching a short video posted by Dr. Xiao Wang and learning how to make mosquito coils from him. I thought about picking some mugwort, wild chrysanthemums, and mint when I had time to come back and make some.

After a while, Zhou Huaian walked out of the hut with a kerosene lamp in one hand and scratching his butt with the other, "Ouch! Dead mosquitoes are so annoying. After squatting for a while, I got several big bites on my butt."

Yang Chunyan glanced at him and said, "You can just come during the day next time."

Zhou Huaian held up the kerosene lamp and said with a smile: "I don't want to come here after dark. It's just that this person has three urgent needs and I can't control him!"

Yang Chunyan didn't say anything. She waited for him to pour water and wash her hands. She stood aside and waited for him to wash up. Then they went back to the room together and said, "Kill the mosquitoes clean." After that, she climbed onto the bed and fell asleep.

Zhou Huaian picked up his clothes and drove the mosquitoes out of the mosquito net. He put down the Shuangxi brass hook and sat on the bed. He looked at Yang Chunyan who was wrapped in a thin quilt. He felt a little hot in his heart and leaned over, "Yan'er, my wife..."

Yang Chunyan growled impatiently, "Shut up and go to sleep."

Zhou Huaian came forward again with a playful smile, "Honey, it's so early..."

"It's getting late, Zhou Huaian." Yang Chunyan simply sat up and looked at him, "I told you I'm very tired, can you let me sleep peacefully?"

Zhou Huaian smiled and reached out to hug her, "Yan'er, those days of planting rice seedlings were so tiring, weren't we also..."

Yang Chunyan turned and pushed him away, "Zhou Huaian, can you not only think about yourself, but also think about others? We have been married for half a year, and during this time, I feel like you are like a child who has not grown up.
He is selfish and willful, does not consider the feelings of his family, does not have the responsibility that a man should have, and does things without regard for the future..."

Zhou Huaian's face turned red and white, as if he had opened a dyeing workshop. He said angrily: "Stop talking, don't you just dislike me? You still say it so nicely in front of my mother."