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Chapter 9 Decoration

Chapter 9 Decoration

So when Zhou Yi wasn't paying attention, Song Xi quickly picked up the still hot bowl and poured half of the chicken and white rice porridge inside for Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi came to his senses and hurriedly refused, "Daughter-in-law, I don't like drinking it.

Porridge."

"Don't talk nonsense, you can eat it if you are told to." Song Xi curled her lips. She didn't believe that he didn't like to eat white rice porridge. He couldn't bear to eat it. He could even eat the bitter wild vegetable soup with satisfaction. How could it be possible?

Don’t like to eat white rice porridge?

"Okay, I'll eat." Zhou Yi had a smile on his face. His wife felt sorry for him, but he was really used to the wild vegetable soup since he was a snack. It was enough to fill him up with water. Who would pursue the taste?

?

However, since he has a wife, he can no longer be so casual about food in the future, and no one should treat his wife badly.

After dinner, the two of them enjoyed the coolness under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree for a while, and then Zhou Yi took Song Xi to the bathroom. Now that Song Xi could use some strength, Zhou Yi no longer needed to help her bathe thoughtfully. He only had to put her in the big wood.

In the bucket, she can do the rest by herself.

Zhou Yi put Song Xi into the warm water and said reluctantly, "Daughter-in-law, call me when you're done soaking. Don't move around, lest you fall."

This half-meter-high wooden barrel is indeed a hurdle that Song Xi cannot overcome at this stage. It is absolutely impossible for her to get out of the barrel by her own strength. On the contrary, it will easily cause people to flip over on their backs.

' situation, causing secondary damage to her body.

"I know." Song Xi subconsciously looked away, embarrassed to look up at him. Even though she was a relatively open modern person who was almost thirty years old at heart, and was not the reserved, shy and introverted girl of this era, but

She still feels shy about this kind of thing.

After Zhou Yi went out, Song Xi soaked in the warm water, feeling extremely comfortable all over her body. She closed her eyes with enjoyment, and soon she consciously sneaked into the supermarket and took a bottle of shower gel from the shelf in the toiletries section.

She pressed the pump head, squeezed out a few drops of shower gel, and then applied the shower gel on her body. Fortunately, this shower gel was not the one with a lot of foam. Otherwise, it would be hard for her to explain the bucket full of foam after a while.

In fact, Song Xi really wanted to wash her hair. It was summer now. She had not washed her hair for a few days and her hair was itchy and almost smelled like a stink. However, there was a wound on the back of her head and it was still wrapped with gauze. Fortunately, Zhou Yi helped her every day.

Change the dressing and gauze, otherwise the wound will probably fester and get maggots.

For this reason, she should repay Zhou Yi well, otherwise it would be unjustifiable. Even her modern mother would not take care of her so carefully and would only let her take care of herself.

After Song Xi took a bath, she was embarrassed to call Zhou Yi in, but she was afraid that her fall would cause greater trouble to Zhou Yi, so she finally called Zhou Yi, who wrapped her in a bath towel and sent her back to the room.

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The pace of life in this era is very simple. There are no entertainment activities at night, so she can only go to bed early. Song Xi only knows that it is dark, but she does not know what time it is. Although she has prepared some watches to sell, the time on the watch is different from the time on the watch.

It doesn't match here, and it's useless to look at it. I can only wait until I go to the commune tomorrow, find an opportunity to take out my watch and check the time, and leave a watch outside to check the time in the future.

Song Xi lay on the bed, looking at the thatched roof above her head in the faint kerosene light, and missed the "Starry Sky Cinema" in her house. Every night before going to bed, she would drink a little red wine, watch movies or TV series, or play games.

Play holographic games.

It was a very stylish life, but now I can only lie there obediently, listening to the croaking of frogs and the calls of some unknown insects outside the window.

When she felt that the area next to her had sunk a little, she knew that Zhou Yi had come back from taking a shower. Suddenly her heart was in her throat. She might have only slept with her father and brother's own members of the opposite sex when she was a child.

, when she grew up, she never slept with the opposite sex again. Now with a man next to her, she was not only nervous but also a little scared.

She is not in good health now, and Zhou Yi will not touch her. When she recovers, she cannot guarantee whether Zhou Yi will touch her. Which man is willing to spend so much money to marry a decoration?

Regardless of Zhou Yi's one hundred yuan betrothal gift, twenty kilograms of fine grains and eighty kilograms of coarse grains are not much, but in this era, it is already a lot, and most people really can't afford it.

"Daughter-in-law, go to bed early. We have to get up early tomorrow to go to the commune hospital for a review, otherwise we won't be able to come back in one day." Zhou Yi glanced at Song Xi and saw that her eyes were still open, so he reminded her.

When Song Xi closed his eyes, he blew out the kerosene lamp. For people in the mountains, kerosene lamps are luxury goods, because buying kerosene requires tickets. Mountain people don't have jobs, so they naturally don't have tickets, so they have to save any kerosene.

Use it.

In the darkness, Song Xi was thinking about how to sell some things and make some money back tomorrow. As she thought about it, she slowly fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, around five or six o'clock, Song Xi was woken up by Zhou Yi. After breakfast, Zhou Yi carried Song Xi out and went to the meeting point at the entrance of the village to ride a bullock cart. He was also preparing to go to the commune.

I wanted to buy some things, so I brought a backpack, with Song Xi on my back and the backpack hanging on the front.

Song Xi is in a very good mood, because she can finally go out and experience everything in this era. However, all of this is based on Zhou Yi's help and cannot be completed by herself for the time being. She still has this self-knowledge.

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Several aunts were already riding on the bullock cart at the entrance of the village. After the double robbery, nothing happened. Everyone also had time to go shopping. Although there was not much money, we still had to find ways to buy daily necessities.

When several aunts saw Zhou Yi carrying his new wife on his back, they moved to the side to give up the best seats. After all, Zhou Yi's new wife was a patient, with gauze wrapped around her head and all over her body.

The medicinal smell is irresistible even if you want to ignore it.

"Hello, aunties." Zhou Yi didn't want to pay attention to them at first because he wasn't familiar with them, but they had already extended their kindness first, so he had no choice but to accept it. After saying hello, he took out a small pillow-like pillow from his backpack.

He put his things on the bullock cart and then put Song Xi down so that Song Xi would not be hit by the bullock cart.

Zhou Yi put a brand new straw hat on Song Xi's head and sat next to her, waiting for the ox cart to set off. Due to the hot summer and the long distance, the ox cart set off very early in the morning.

We set off at half past six, and after a long journey of more than three hours, we arrived at the commune before ten o'clock, thus avoiding the direct sunlight at noon.

(End of chapter)


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