Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 230 Come into my arms, let me warm you up
Recalling the insults and mistreatment she suffered as a child, An Hui felt a deep sense of resentment.

After politely dismissing her sisters-in-law, she returned to the courtyard and saw Jiang Moli squatting idly under the eaves with her eldest granddaughter. Her gaze softened.

She walked up to the two of them and said, "I'll be going back tomorrow after celebrating your uncle's birthday. You two should stop fooling around."

It sounded like a scolding, but the tone was full of affection.

Jiang Moli said, "Mom, Dad has already scolded us."

Seeing her ingratiating and obsequious manner, An Hui didn't say anything more, but went into the main room to speak nicely to her elder brother.

Although she felt that her older brother and sister-in-law deserved it, she still had to put on a show of politeness.

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After cleaning up the stove, Li Yurong boiled a large pot of water, scooped out half a basin, and brought it to Jiang Moli and the others.

"Grandma, Grandpa, Third Aunt, you go ahead and wash."

Jiang Moli did bring her own washcloth, but rural people aren't so particular; the basin she used to hold the water was the same one she used to kill the chickens.

"Forget it, I'm not washing my face, you guys wash yours."

Lu Dezhao and An Hui were clearly not used to it either, so they simply didn't wash their faces and just washed their feet instead.

Soaking your feet in hot water in winter is very comfortable.

It's just one basin for four pairs of feet, which is a bit crowded.

While soaking the food, Lu Tingting suddenly asked, "They won't use this bowl to hold the vegetables again tomorrow, will they?"

Jiang Moli: "Be more confident, and remove the words 'can't'."

An eerie silence fell over the room.

Jiang Moli: "After we finish washing, they will also use this basin to wash their faces and feet."

Lu Tingting yelled, "Stop talking! It's disgusting! I'm not eating lunch tomorrow!"

Jiang Moli laughed heartily.

Lu Dezhao and An Hui didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

The couple had both come from a life of hardship.

After washing her feet, Jiang Moli found a toothbrush and cup to brush her teeth, then used a ladle to scoop some well water, wet a washcloth, and wiped her face.

After washing up, An Hui asked her aunt for a kerosene lamp and led the three of them to the old house to rest.

The old house has three rooms: the main hall is in the middle, and there is a bedroom on each side.

The rooms on the left and right do not have separate doors; you need to enter them from the main hall.

An Hui looked around the room and the bed, then handed the kerosene lamp to Jiang Moli: "Put the lamp over there."

"Need not."

Jiang Moli reached into her bag and pulled out a snow-white candle, lighting it with the help of a kerosene lamp.

Lu Tingting asked in bewilderment, "Where did you get these candles?"

"Besides bringing them from home, where else could they come from?"

Lu Dezhao smiled and praised, "Jasmine is so thoughtful."

"My aunt prepared everything. She even sprinkled flea powder on the bed, so Mom and Dad, you can sleep soundly. Tingting and I are in the next room. Call us if you need anything."

Lu Dezhao and An Hui were both amused and laughed.

An Hui, still worried, reminded the two of them, "You two should go to sleep early too, and don't fight."

"understood."

Jiang Moli carried the candle to the east room, with Lu Tingting following behind her.

What else do you have in your bag?

"Don't inquire about social affairs."

"Fine, don't tell me then, I don't want to hear it anyway!"

The two argued and bickered as they went to the east room.

Walking to the bedside, Jiang Moli lifted the quilt and sheets, held up a candle and shone it from one end of the bed to the other. Not seeing any lice, she then dripped two drops of hot wax onto the old table next to her and fixed the candle on the table.

Lu Tingting took off her shoes and got into bed, sleeping on the inside.

Jiang Moli slept on the outer side.

After taking off her coat and trousers, she turned to look at Lu Tingting, who was already lying down, and asked, "Shall I blow out the candles?"

"Don't blow it, let it stay lit."

"Are you afraid of the dark?" "None of your business."

Jiang Moli didn't care; candles in this era didn't burn very well and would go out in half an hour at most.

The old house was uninhabited year-round, so it was a bit damp. Plus, it was winter, and the quilts weren't very thick, so even after sleeping for a while, the bed was still cold.

Noticing Lu Tingting crowding towards her, Jiang Moli turned her head and asked, "Are you cold?"

Lu Tingting rolled her eyes at her and remained silent.

Jiang Moli turned to face Lu Tingting, raised her right arm slightly, and said with a smile, "Come into my arms, let me warm you up."

"come on."

Jiang Moli wore a rose-pink sweater knitted by An Hui. In the flickering candlelight, her beautiful eyes and brows were gentle and warm.

This made Lu Tingting unable to resist wanting to get closer.

Just as she reached Jiang Moli, Jiang Moli pulled up the blanket and covered her head and all.

Poof.

He let out two smelly farts.

"Ugh! You stinky woman! You smell awful!"

Lu Tingting frantically crawled out of the covers and pounced on Jiang Moli.

As the two playfully wrestled, the old bed creaked and groaned.

Hearing the noise, An Hui from the west room reminded them worriedly, "You two, stop fooling around, or the bed will collapse again..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bed made a "click" sound.

Lu Dezhao put on his coat and inspected the bed, discovering that one of the bed joists was broken.

The bed frame is the main component that supports the weight. Breaking one frame won't affect sleeping, but it definitely can't be broken again.

Otherwise, the bed will collapse sooner or later.

An Hui scolded the two of them irritably, "You two are such a pair of sworn enemies, every time you sleep together you end up breaking the bed. You both better sleep quietly for a while, or I'll tie her up with a rope if anyone makes a fuss!"

The two were also afraid that the bed would collapse, so they decided to sleep on the floor that night and behaved themselves and dared not make a fuss anymore.

Li Yurong's room is right next to Jiang Moli's and Lu Tingting's rooms.

Her husband serves in the military in Heilongjiang Province and is away from home most of the year. Usually, the two An sisters sleep in the same room with her.

The commotion caused by Jiang Moli and Lu Tingting was clearly heard by all three sisters-in-law.

An Liu whispered to the two of them about Jiang Moli: "Third Aunt is really beautiful."

An Cui replied with her eyes closed, "Not only is she good-looking, but she's also very capable. Even my grandparents are completely under her thumb."

Li Yurong warned her, "Shh, be careful your parents hear you and they'll punish you."

An Cui opened her eyes and looked at the dark roof, saying enviously, "I wish I could be as powerful as my third aunt. If anyone dares to bully me, I'll beat them to a pulp."

Upon hearing this, Li Yurong fell silent.

How could a daughter-in-law not feel wronged and resentful?

Following Jiang Moli to steal chicken and slaughter an old hen was the only time in her life she went against the grain.

She had never felt so happy in her life; she felt like she had something to look forward to and hope for the future.

So this is how people can live!
The next morning, An Fu led Lu Dezhao, Jiang Moli, and Lu Tingting to town by tractor.

The four of them left early and didn't have time to eat breakfast.

Upon arriving in town, we first went to a restaurant to eat the local specialty, hand-pulled noodles.

The cooked noodles are translucent and smooth. Pour a large spoonful of glistening minced meat sauce over them, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and mix well with the seasonings at the bottom of the bowl.

The noodles were exceptionally chewy, and had a fresh, fragrant, and spicy flavor.

Jiang Moli also ordered a pound of cured pork, and the four of them ate it with noodles.

Gulin Town is a large town, and its main industries are wine, handmade noodles, and cured pork.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they bought a new rice bowl, went to the distillery to buy ten catties of liquor, and then took a tractor back home.

Back in Anjia Village, my uncle's family was bustling with activity.

Three large iron pots were set up in the courtyard, each emitting billowing white smoke, allowing for stewing, boiling, and stir-frying without any delay.

In the open space and on the road outside the courtyard, there were seven or eight tables and chairs of different shapes, colors and materials, all of which were borrowed from relatives.

I got the generational order wrong before. Jiang Moli should call her "elder uncle" and "elder aunt," while Lu Tingting should call her "elder uncle" and "elder aunt." I've already corrected it.