Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

A package of peach shortbread wrapped in oil paper, a jar of malted milk powder, two bars of soap, a roll of soft toilet paper and two packs of sanitary napkins, which were extremely rare in those days, as well as a small piece of plain but high-quality silk and a wad of fine white cotton cloth.

He placed the food and daily necessities on the table and handed the silk and fine cotton fabric to Gu Xiaoyu: "Take care of these and make some underwear for yourself. Don't touch your outer clothes for now."

Gu Xiaoyu took the smooth, soft silk, her fingers trembling slightly. She understood what it meant: the outer garment couldn't be ostentatious, but the inner part, the place only he could see, he was willing to give her the best.

"Hmm..." she said, her head lowered, her voice barely audible, "I...I'll do it tonight."

Looking at her flushed ears and her fingers tightly gripping the fabric, Liu Xiangyang felt a surge of control and satisfaction. He reached out and lifted her chin.

Gu Xiaoyu obediently raised her face, her eyes watery, filled with shyness and complete dependence.

"Eat well and take good care of yourself." He ran his thumb across her still somewhat thin cheek. "My son won't go hungry, but I prefer food with a little meat in it."

Gu Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, and tears suddenly rolled down her cheeks. It wasn't sadness, but the overwhelming feeling of being cherished and taken under someone's wing.

Liu Xiangyang didn't say anything more. He lowered his head and kissed away the tears on her face, then her lips. This kiss wasn't like the first one, which was full of domineering conquest. Instead, it was more tender and possessive.

Gu Xiaoyu was so weak from his kisses that she could barely stand. She could only clutch his shirt tightly. The fabric was crisp and carried his clean scent and a hint of wood chips, which made her feel incredibly safe.

After the kiss ended, both of them were a little out of breath, and Gu Xiaoyu slowly collapsed...

As the old saying goes, practice is the sole criterion for testing all truth. The bed legs and bed boards that Liu Xiangyang repaired withstood his brute force, but Gu Xiaoyu was not so easy to repair. She collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.

When Liu Xiangyang returned to his yard in the evening, most of the clothes that had been drying had already been taken down and neatly folded, and the aroma of dinner filled the air.

Xue Bingbing was stir-frying cabbage in the pan when she turned around and saw him come in. Her gaze lingered for a moment on his cuffs, which were covered in sawdust, and on his more relaxed brows than usual, before she turned back as if nothing had happened, her hand still holding the spatula: "Wash your hands, come and eat. I'm tired today, so I made chicken soup. Drink a couple more bowls."

"Okay," Liu Xiangyang replied, and went to the well to fetch water to wash his hands.

The table was laden with food. A large bowl of golden chicken soup, topped with oil and goji berries. A plate of glistening scrambled eggs with scallions, a dish of pickled vegetable shreds drizzled with sesame oil, and steaming white steamed buns.

The women were already seated. Le Qi and Le Yao sat side by side, Zuo Qingqing was putting an egg on He Xiaoqin's plate, Jiang Xiaowen was sipping her soup, and Luo Lan was quietly breaking apart a steamed bun.

"The sun is shining brightly today, everything is thoroughly dried, it will definitely be comfortable to cover myself with tonight," Zuo Qingqing said vaguely, taking a bite of her steamed bun.

"Bingbing said the cotton in my quilt is all clumped together and needs to be fluffed up again," He Xiaoqin said softly. "But I'll cut out the undergarments first, using the fine cotton fabric that Xiangyang brought back. They'll definitely be comfortable to wear next to the skin."

Jiang Xiaowen nodded and added softly, "The silk... we'll keep it to make a bellyband; it's smooth."

Leqi chimed in, "The fabric for Yaoyao's and my jackets has been cut, and we can start sewing them tomorrow." There's an old, communal sewing machine at the team headquarters that we can borrow sometimes.

Xue Bingbing served Liu Xiangyang a full bowl of chicken soup, which included a plump chicken leg: "Eat it while it's hot. There's still some cloth left; see if anyone needs anything else."

Liu Xiangyang took the bowl, took a sip of the soup, and found it fresh, fragrant, and soothing. "You guys can decide what to do." He picked up a chicken leg, thought for a moment, then put it back in the bowl. He used his chopsticks to remove the meat, divided it into several small pieces, and put one piece in each of Xue Bingbing, Le Qi, and Le Yao's bowls. He also gave some to He Xiaoqin, Jiang Xiaowen, Zuo Qingqing, and Luo Lan.

"You eat too." Xue Bingbing tried to put the meat back on his plate.

"I'll just have the soup," Liu Xiangyang said, pressing down on her chopsticks. "You all eat more."

Le Yao looked at the chicken in the bowl with a smile, while Le Qi silently ate the meat. He Xiaoqin blushed slightly and thanked them softly. Zuo Qingqing chuckled, "Thank you, Brother Xiangyang!" Jiang Xiaowen and Luo Lan also whispered their thanks.

The meal was warm and cozy, with the women discussing the styles of their clothes and the thickness of their blankets—a trivial yet lively conversation.

After finishing their meal and tidying up, Xue Bingbing put the remaining good fabrics and cotton into the closet and locked it. The women washed up and prepared to rest, as they had another day off tomorrow and could continue doing some delicate needlework.

in the bathroom.

He Xiaoqin was the first to get into the bath. The hot water made her let out a soft moan. Her petite body huddled at the edge of the pool, her full breasts barely visible beneath the water's surface, and her blush was even more intense than the steam.

Zuo Qingqing giggled and sat down, splashing water everywhere: "This feels so good! Xiangyang, you should get down too!"

Liu Xiangyang stepped into the bathtub, and the hot water instantly enveloped his entire body. Jiang Xiaowen was the last to enter. She was tall, and her long, beautiful legs stretched out in the water, boldly tempting him.

The pool wasn't big, and with four people crammed together, the temperature suddenly rose.

Zuo Qingqing was the boldest; she went straight up behind Liu Xiangyang, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed herself against his back: "Brother Xiangyang, let me scrub your back!"

He Xiaoqin was shy and only dared to dip her fingertips in the water to gently tease Liu Xiangyang's arm. The water rippled and she swayed along with it.

Jiang Xiaowen knelt quietly to the side of Liu Xiangyang, scooped up hot water and slowly poured it over his shoulder. The water flowed down his muscle lines, and her gaze followed it, water droplets clinging to her long eyelashes.

Liu Xiangyang leaned against the edge of the pool, letting them serve him. The heat made him feel a little drowsy, and his sense of sight and touch were amplified. He Xiaoqin would occasionally brush against his arm, Zuo Qingqing's fingers would draw circles on his back, and Jiang Xiaowen's long legs would occasionally touch his legs underwater.

Zuo Qingqing's playful tone gradually changed, her breath brushing against his ear. He Xiaoqin became softer and softer, her body getting closer and closer, and Jiang Xiaowen also slowed down.

As the water in the bathtub gradually cooled down, Liu Xiangyang carried the three people out one by one and wrapped them in dry, soft towels.

He Xiaoqin was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open, and she fell asleep curled up in his arms. Jiang Xiaowen nestled quietly beside him, her long eyelashes still glistening with water droplets. Zuo Qingqing was exhausted, but she still muttered, "I want to do this again next time," before soon drifting off to sleep as well.

Liu Xiangyang lay in the middle, his arms around them, listening to their even breathing. He still felt the languor of pleasure. The moonlight shone through the window, illuminating the people embracing on the bed.

This night was exceptionally long.

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