On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

Zhao Yazhi glanced at Ling Chuan who was sitting on a folding stool in the corridor, then turned to Yun Mo and said, "Do you want to bring some food for your partner as well?"

"He is my husband."

"Are you married?"

Yunmo smiled, took a piece of jelly and a piece of chocolate, got up and gave them to Ling Chuan.

Ling Chuan took the things and thanked Zhao Yazhi.

Zhao Yazhi waved his hands again and again, "You're welcome, there's more here after eating."

Ling Chuan nodded, didn't say any more, turned his head and continued to look out the car window.

When Yunmo returned to the lower bunk, Zhao Yazhi pulled her and whispered, "Is your husband unhappy that I took his place? Don't even smile."

Yun Mo explained amusedly, "He's like this, he doesn't like to laugh, and he doesn't like to talk too much."

"That's good, I thought he was angry."

As she said that, Zhao Yazhi looked at her face seriously, "Yunmo, how old are you? You're even married."

"18 years old."

"Then you got married quite early. How did you meet your husband? I think he should be much older than you?"

Yunmo subconsciously glanced in Ling Chuan's direction.

Ling Chuan was wearing the heather gray woolen coat she bought, with a high-necked black woolen sweater underneath, dark trousers on his lower body, and mid-cut lace-up leather shoes on his feet.

This outfit made Ling Chuan look mature and steady, quite like a social business person.

"He is a few years older than me and was introduced by his family."

"Are you from Anshi too?"

"I'm from Anshi, and he's from Jiangshi."

After chatting for a while, the son of the opposite couple came back, and when he saw the snacks on the small table, he immediately showed a greedy look.

The little boy's mother took out the jelly that Zhao Yazhi gave earlier, and the little boy happily ate it immediately.

The little boy ate the three jellies in a few strokes, and then stared at the snacks on the small table.

Zhao Yazhi is a generous master, seeing the little boy panicking, he asked him to eat it himself.

The little boy reached out to take it, but was stopped by his mother.

"He has tooth decay, don't give him too many sweets."

Listening to the young mother's explanation, Zhao Yazhi smiled and said nothing.

The little boy's mother took out the food they brought with them. There were tea eggs, mahua, and a large bag of meat dishes such as braised chicken legs, duck wings, and pig's trotters. As soon as the bag was opened, a strong stewed fragrance wafted in the air. , smells very attractive.

After giving the little boy a tea egg, the little boy's mother reciprocated by inviting Yunmo and Zhao Yazhi to eat stewed vegetables.

The hospitality was hard to come by, Yunmo took a tea egg, but Zhao Yazhi took a duck wing.

"This lo mei is delicious, did you buy it from outside?"

Hearing Zhao Yazhi's praise, the little boy's mother smiled shyly, "We made it ourselves, and we opened a stewed vegetable shop in Da County."

Da County is a county under the jurisdiction of the provincial capital.

"Then your business must be very good, with such a good taste, you can tell it's delicious just by smelling it."

"It's okay. We've been doing this for a long time. Before we got married, my husband worked as a chef in a restaurant in the provincial capital. Later, he came out and started his own business."

Chatting all the way, the sky outside the window gradually darkened.

The conductor pushed the dining car to sell boxed lunches. Yunmo ate snacks and was not hungry at all, so she only bought a boxed lunch for Ling Chuan.

With the last ray of sunlight sinking into the horizon, the sky completely darkened.

At this time, the train is driving in the barren mountains, and the shadowy peaks and tree shadows are constantly receding. There is a special kind of mystery and tranquility.

After chatting all afternoon, Zhao Yazhi was also tired, lying on the bunk silently, probably fell asleep.

The mother on the opposite side also hugged the little boy and lay on the lower bunk, humming an unknown tune to put the little boy to sleep.

Yunmo yawned, her eyelids drooping a bit.

Ling Chuan squeezed her hand, "Daughter-in-law, go to sleep if you're sleepy."

"Um."

Yunmo put the scarf on the pillow, and then began to take off the down jacket.

Ling Chuan took out a blanket from his back on the luggage rack.

After Yunmo lay down, Ling Chuan covered her with a blanket, and then covered the blanket with the coat she had taken off, fearing that it would not be warm enough, and pressed the sleeves under her body.

Yunmo closed her eyes comfortably and began to sleep.

After lying down for a while, Yunmo opened her eyes and found that the man was staring at her non-stop.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her eyes open, Ling Chuan asked quickly.

"I can not sleep."

"Is it too noisy?"

"Somewhat."

Not only is it noisy, but the car is shaking, it feels like you are on a boat.

Ling Chuan stretched out his hands to cover her cheeks, "I'll help you cover your ears, you go to sleep."

Seeing the man's serious expression, Yunmo subconsciously closed her eyes.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or the man's tight cover, but Yunmo really felt that the voices in the car were not so noisy. Gradually, sleepiness surged up, and her consciousness fell into darkness.

Yunmo woke up from the cold.

There is no air-conditioning on the trains of this era. It is cold in winter and hot in summer, so we can only resist it.

I don't know what time it is, the lights on the top of the car have been turned off, only a few lights are still on in the corridor, the light is very dim, but it is still enough to see clearly.

Ling Chuan was sitting on the edge of her bed, his eyelids were closed, and because his head was lowered, his chin was a little pouty, looking a bit childish.

But even when he was asleep, his hands still kept covering her ears.

"Ling Chuan."

Ling Chuan opened his eyes, looking at her black pupils full of sleepiness, "Daughter-in-law, are you awake?"

"Well, it's a little cold."

Hearing her cry of coldness, Ling Chuan wanted to get up immediately.

"I'll get you a thicker dress."

Yunmo held the man's hand, preventing him from getting up, "You will keep me warm if you keep me warm."

For some reason he didn't understand, Ling Chuan stared blankly at her and didn't make a sound.

Yunmo moved her body inward, leaving a space on the outside of the berth that was not very spacious, but enough for a man to lie on his side.

It would be a lie to say that she was not nervous, Yunmo could feel her heart beating.

But she was very sure in her heart that Ling Chuan would not reject her.

Having been together day and night for so long, she still has this bit of understanding and confidence.

Ling Chuan is not an idiot either, his daughter-in-law has acted so obviously, he is really a big idiot before he understands it.

He bent down to take off his shoes, and lay sideways on the empty seat left for him by his wife, while shrinking his body as much as possible to avoid being squeezed by her.

The movement of just a few seconds is as long as a century to him, and the heartbeat is so fast that it doesn't seem to be his own.

This was the first time that he and his wife slept together on such a narrow bed.

Before he could figure out what to do next, his body suddenly felt warm, and then, a soft and exquisite body squeezed into his arms.

"Squeeze to warm up."

He heard his wife whispering against his chest.

Being too close, he could feel his wife's soft body vibrate slightly when she spoke, and a pleasant fragrance went straight into his nose.