Marry An 80-year-old Man [Rebirth]

The movie was over, and everyone was still thinking about it. They walked home with their stools and companions. The women with children said this while not forgetting to pay attention to the children running around.

Er Zhuzi and Yang Jiangang were not far away from their home, and they were not far away on the road again. He also carried Caixia's bench in his hand, not paying attention to Yang Jiangang's death sight, okay! He deliberately didn't dare to look at it, and he was a little panicked in front of Brother Gang in front of his sister!

He walked by Caixia, discussed with her the plot of the movie just now, and condemned the traitor's behavior together. He proudly said that he was not a traitor when he died, and smiled when he looked at Caixia, and he said that sister Caixia smiled beautifully.

With this sentence after sentence, Caixia's blush on her face had never gone down, growing up so big, it was the first time someone showed her hospitality. She doesn't look good, but Zhuzi can always praise her like a flower, and her heart is pounding uncontrollably.

In fact, she also thinks that she is not the same as her sister-in-law, who is like a big beauty like her sister-in-law. The sister-in-law has white skin and speaks gentle and gentle. Compared with the sister-in-law, she doesn't account for anything and is not likable. I don't know. What does Pillar like her?

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The four people walked home, Erzhuzi and Caixia were walking in front, Xiuyun and Yang Jiangang were walking behind, and Yang Jiangang stared at Erzhuzi's back from time to time.

Being stared at by him like this, Xiuyun wonders if Er Zhuzi's back feels cold?

She gently tugged his sleeves, and Yang Jiangang's attention was drawn back by her, "Daughter-in-law?"

"Eyes are almost glued to him!" Xiuyun took his free hand, and crossed his five fingers, feeling his warm palm, and doing anything with him, she felt Happy.

This was the first time the two of them watched a movie. In the thick night, her smooth and cool little hands got into his big hands. No one noticed, Yang Jiangang's ears were red.

Yang Jiangang stopped staring at the Second Pillar so much. He was distracted to the people around him, for fear that others would see it and talk about their holding hands. He wanted to let go, for fear of being seen, but he was still reluctant to let go of her hand, that's it. Worried and sweetly held hands with her and returned home.

Seeing Caixia entering the house, the two of them also turned around and entered their own yard. The place where the movie was played in the village was not close to his home. One was in the east and the other was in the west. The roads were not easy to walk at night, and it felt like walking more than during the day. Tired, Xiuyun felt that her legs were sore.

As soon as she entered the house, she took off her shoes and put on slippers. The soft soles of the slippers saved her. Xiuyun sighed comfortably.

When he entered the house just now, Jiangang was in the yard, placing the stools they used for watching movies on the wall, and after changing his shoes to see that he hadn't entered the house, Xiuyun left the house curiously.

Under the moonlight, Yang Jiangang was holding the wall with one hand while lowering his head to move his feet. He looked down at his left foot, and it hurt like a needle. He squeezed it twice with the other hand, grinning with pain. Feeling relieved a bit, he straightened up.

Seeing that the stool by the wall was also placed, he was ready to enter the house, fearing that Xiuyun would come out to look for him in a while, he endured the pain of his feet and walked into the house as usual.

The inconvenience of his left foot was his fault, but he didn't want Xiuyun to worry about him. They were all big lords. He believed that he was no worse than others, and he just shielded her from the wind and rain.

He usually doesn't want Xiuyun to look at his left foot, because he doesn't want him to be a disabled disabled person in her eyes, so he wants her to rely on him as a normal man.

When he entered the house, his wife was not in the house. Yang Jian just wanted to go out and have a look, when Xiuyun came in with a basin of water. The basin was not small, the water tank was mostly half full, and she was steaming a little bit. She was struggling to carry it.

Yang Jiangang was going to take the water basin in her hand, but she avoided it, "I don’t need your help, I’ll do it myself." Urgent, a little bit of water is still spilling out of the basin.

The water was also wet, and she swept the hair on her face with the back of her hand and rubbed it back. The kerosene lamp in the room was glowing, not particularly bright, and the light was dim.

She squatted in front of the water basin and smiled brightly at him, "Come here, tonight, reward my man for watching movies with me for hard work, and give you a special service!"

Yang Jiangang looked at her, then looked at the basin of water, and understood that the reward was to wash his feet, "I'll wash you daughter-in-law, my sweaty feet, I've been running for a day!" He was still a little embarrassed after that.

Sun Xiuyun saw that he couldn't come, so she could only stand up and drag him to sit down along the edge of the Kang, "I don't dislike you, I am your daughter-in-law, I will wash it for you, and you can sit on it!" She picked him up neatly. Yang Jiangang's right foot began to take off his shoes, and Yang Jiangang smelled it all by himself.

Xiuyun had always looked natural, as if she had been immune, Yang Jiangang didn't see any disgust on her face, it was still the same, like every time she took off his shoes before.

He took off his shoes, then pulled off his socks, put his feet in the basin, tentatively, and carefully said, "How is the temperature, is it hot?"

"It's not hot, just right!" After walking for a day with aching feet and entering the hot water, Yang Jiangang wanted to sigh comfortably.

Then there is the left foot. Before, she took off his shoes and never deliberately looked at his left foot. She acted naturally, and he was more natural. They seemed to deliberately refrain from talking about this. She never felt that he needed special Take care, because she has never seen him on the weak side.

In front of him, he will always look like a strong, iron-struck man. If he didn't happen to see him secretly rubbing his feet in the yard today and grinning with pain, Sun Xiuyun really didn't know that his feet would hurt like this. .

She grabbed the sock to pull it down, Yang Jiangang bent over and grabbed her hand. "I don't look good at my daughter-in-law, let me do it myself!" He knew that his daughter-in-law loved him, but his left foot was really ugly, so he always landed on the side. There was not much good place on the feet, and he didn't want her to look so directly.

Xiuyun took his hand, she raised her eyes and looked at him seriously, her tone was full of gentle "It's okay! It's okay to look good or not, it's too late for me to feel distressed!" Then she took off his socks and talked to her the night before. It's not the same when I peeked at him, no wonder he hurts like that, his feet are swollen and the sides are red and shiny.

She held his big foot, looked at him distressedly, and tentatively put it in the basin.

Yang Jiangang was also looking at her, she just squatted there, gently rubbing and rubbing his feet. He felt that it was not only his feet that were soaked in the water, but also his heart.

Seeing that the water was almost cold, Xiuyun turned around and took the soap and towel. She foamed her hands with the soap and began to wash his feet.

Yang Jiangang used soap to wash his feet for the first time. The soap was expensive and he had to ask for a ticket. The ticket for the soap was not good, so he bought it for her. I didn’t want to. There is basically no soap to wash your face in rural areas, let alone washing your feet. .

He was reluctant, and wanted to pull his feet back, "I am so precious, you keep it for use, how can I wash my feet with soap!"

Xiuyun was almost laughing at him. The person she put on the tip of her heart always said that she was not worthy of it or that she was not worthy of it. How could it be unworthy to use a soap?

"Why can't you use it? Who said you are not expensive!" She said angrily.

Yang Jiangang smiled and didn't say a word, as if he was beautiful in his heart.

Xiuyun poured the footwashing water, came in with a bowl, and went into the room to see Yang Jiangang lying there, eyes half-open and half-closed, not knowing what she was thinking.

Yang Jiangang was thinking about how he could find a way to receive jobs in some counties and earn a lot of money so that his wife could live a good life.

Seeing her come in, he opened his eyes and looked at her, "What is it, my daughter-in-law?" Yang Jiangang saw that she was holding a bowl in her hand, not knowing what she was going to do.

"This is white wine." She took his left foot and put it on her leg, then took a match, struck a stick, and lit the wine in the bowl.

This is what she learned from her mother. If there is a sprain from a bruise, use hot white wine to rub it, and it will be much better the next day.

The conditions at home are limited, but there is still white wine, so Xiuyun wants to give Yang Jian a good kneading, and she can go out to work tomorrow, or she will have to get up early tomorrow, and she feels distressed.

Seeing her lighting the wine, Yang Jiangang knew what she was going to do. This was a native method in the countryside, and every family would use it. He didn't expect his wife to massage him after washing his feet.

Yang Jiangang didn't say anything, but the determination to earn money to give her happiness was unprecedentedly strong. There was a wife who was so consoling to him, Yang Jiangang felt that he was a blessing for eight lifetimes and should be cherished.

The blue flame was burning vigorously, she reached out into the wine bowl, except that the wine was hot, there was no feeling of burning her hands. This was the first time that she was so clean. Although she was worried about burning her hands, she still felt sorry for him. My heart has the upper hand.

There was a tingling sensation in some places, and some places were very comfortable, and the tiredness gradually faded, and the comfortable Yang Jiangang just dozed off.

After rubbing it for a long time, Xiuyun stopped after seeing his breathing stabilized. She took the wine bowl to the kitchen and looked at her red hands. Forget it, let's do it tomorrow morning.

When she went back to the house, Yang Jiangang started snoring. He seldom snored, and Xiuyun didn't call him. After turning off the light, he went to the kang and lifted the quilt, lying next to him, ready to go to sleep.

I thought he was snoring and he would be affected, but as soon as he was next to him, he fell asleep soon.

A good night’s dream. In the morning Yang Jiangang woke up in the sound of birds. The house finches under the eaves were chirping in the morning. He slept well. Usually, this little sound is not audible at all. Today is considered to be a natural wake-up.

He turned his head and saw that his wife was sleeping Zhengxiang on his shoulder, and there was no sign of waking up. He moved his feet under the covers, and it was much better.

It feels a little better than usual to wake up in the morning. He fell asleep last night and didn't know how long she kept pressing it stupidly.

This silly wife, Yang Jiangang felt extremely soft early in the morning. He looked at the sky, and it was time for him to get up.