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

"Okay, daughter-in-law, I'll wash my face first."

After finishing speaking, Ling Chuan turned around and got out of bed, took the washbasin and went out quickly.

Looking at the closed door, Yunmo covered her hot cheeks, then put the book and red envelopes into the space, sank her body into the bed, and closed her eyes facing inward.

After a while, Ling Chuan came back with hot water, and Yun Mo pretended to be asleep, lying on her side motionless.

After a sound of washing, the quilt behind him was lifted a little, and with the influx of cold air, there was a warm body behind him.

"daughter in law."

The man called her softly.

Yunmo didn't want to say anything at first, but after thinking about it for two seconds, she opened her eyes again.

"what?"

Ling Chuan looked at her, his stern and clear face looked a little fair due to the fresh washing, and his black eyes were watery.

"I washed my face."

Yunmo tried her best to keep it natural, "Just wash it."

"daughter in law."

While calling her, Ling Chuan moved closer to her.

Yunmo looked at him without blinking, feeling inexplicably nervous, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to kiss you."

Yunmo could feel that the man was more nervous than her, his voice was trembling, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and his eyelashes were blinking.

"Yes, can you?"

Seeing that she didn't answer for a long time, Ling Chuan spoke again.

"Can't."

Yunmo turned her back indifferently, but her breath and cheeks became hot.

A few seconds later, she turned her head. The man was still leaning forward, his dark eyes looking at her for a moment, a little pitiful.

"Ling Chuan, you are so annoying."

Yunmo covered the man's eyes with her hand, and kissed him on the lips like a dragonfly.

"Okay, don't ask such nonsense in the future."

After the kiss, she shrank back under the quilt and covered her face with only two apricot eyes staring at him.

The man is like a child who has eaten candy, his expression is full of satisfaction, his black eyes are like stars in the cold night sky, surprisingly bright.

Yunmo's heart softened inexplicably.

"Go to sleep."

"Daughter-in-law, I want to hug you."

Yunmo turned over and squeezed into the man's arms, "Okay, can I sleep now?"

Ling Chuan hugged her tightly with both arms, with a contented smile on his face.

The daughter-in-law is so soft, fragrant, and cute.

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The next day, when Yunmo was woken up, it was still dark.

On the morning of the twelfth lunar month, the air was so cold that one's teeth chattered. Yunmo wrapped her body tightly in a quilt like a cicada pupa, with only half of her face exposed.

"It's so cold, I don't want to get up."

Ling Chuan looked at her in distress, and coaxed softly, "If you're late, you won't be able to catch the early bus."

At the thought of going to the town and riding a motorbike for half an hour in the cold wind, Yunmo felt pain and resistance both psychologically and physically.

The weather is so cold, and the bed is so warm, why does she want to set up some kind of bamboo weaving factory?

There are so many treasures in her space, and there are so many ways to make money in her hands, why did she choose the most difficult way.

"I don't want to run a bamboo weaving factory anymore."

Ling Chuan was silent and at a loss, just looked at her like this, and didn't speak.

Yunmo pouted, "Why don't you speak, do you think I'm capricious, I just do it when I think about it?"

"No." Ling Chuan hastily denied, "Daughter-in-law, you can rest at home, I will go to the city to buy dyes and come back."

"Then do you know where to buy it?"

"I went to the city and asked someone, and I will definitely be able to buy it."

Yunmo struggled inwardly, but in the end reason overcame impulsiveness.

After getting dressed tremblingly, Yunmo came to the washing stand to wash her face, the moment the hot towel covered her face, she felt uncomfortable.

Ling Chuan bent over to make the bed, his eyes suddenly fixed on a dark red spot on the bed.

"daughter in law."

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the strange expression on the man's face, Yunmo couldn't help being surprised.

"Aren't you, that one is here."

that……

Yunmo was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she seemed to be on her period.

No wonder she always felt tired these two days, and thought it was because of the hard work in the car.

"I'll take out the sheets and wash them, you clean them up first."

After finishing speaking, Ling Chuan bent down and removed the sheet from the bed, rolled it into a ball and carried it outside.

Yunmo locked the door, found clean underwear from the suitcase, and took out a pack of sanitary napkins from the space.

There are also sanitary napkins in this era, but the sanitary napkins of this era are not only thick, but also not breathable, and their comfort and breathability are far inferior to those of the 21st century.

After coming here, she has been using the sanitary napkins that are also stored in the space.

Thinking of this, Yunmo felt a little worried.

At the beginning, she didn't expect that one day she would travel to this era. There were not many personal items in the space. When the menstruation was over, the sanitary napkins would probably be used up.

Ugh.

Huang Zhiqiu was carrying two bowls of sweet wine with poached eggs, and was about to send them to his daughter and son-in-law's room. As soon as he walked out of the kitchen, he saw his son-in-law squatting by the well washing something.

"Xiao Ling, come and have breakfast. You and Momo can go out after eating. Put your clothes there. I'll wash them for you later."

Ling Chuan turned his head, "I'll wash it right away, Mom."

Hearing this, Huang Zhiqiu didn't say anything else, and went upstairs with sweet wine and poached eggs.

"Momo."

Hearing the knock on the door, Yunmo hurriedly opened the door.

"Mom, are you up so early?"

"I cooked breakfast for you and Xiao Ling."

Huang Zhiqiu put the poached eggs on the table, "It's cold, drink a bowl of sweet wine soup to warm up, so as not to catch a cold from the cold wind blowing on the road."

Yunmo didn't have much appetite at first, but smelling the sweet and sour aroma in the sweet wine soup, she couldn't help but took a sip from the bowl.

The warm sweet wine soup slipped into the throat, and the heat instantly spread throughout the limbs.

One word, comfortable.

Huang Zhiqiu sat next to her and watched her drink the soup, while chatting with her, "Xiao Ling is too hardworking, washing clothes in the well water so early in such a cold day."

"He washed the bed sheets. I was on my period and accidentally stained the bed sheets."

Huang Zhiqiu didn't say anything, but couldn't help but think in his heart, the son-in-law is sincerely treating his daughter well, and he is even willing to take care of this.

Ordinary men are very taboo about this, feeling bad luck and unwilling to be contaminated.

After a while, Ling Chuan also came up, his big hands were red and red, obviously frozen by the well water.

Before Yunmo could speak, Huang Zhiqiu handed over the sweet wine soup on the table, "Xiao Ling, hurry up and eat the sweet wine soup to warm up your body."

"Thank you Mom."

Ling Chuan sat down next to Yunmo with sweet wine soup, and drank half a bowl in one breath with his head down.

Glancing at the man's red fingers, Yunmo took the two poached eggs in her bowl to the man.

Ling Chuan turned to look at her, "Daughter-in-law, don't you want to eat?"

"I have no appetite."

Hearing this, Ling Chuan didn't say anything else, he scooped up the poached egg with a spoon and started to eat it in big mouthfuls.

After the two were fed and clothed, Huang Zhiqiu sent them to the entrance of the village all the way before stopping.

"Momo, Xiao Ling, be careful on the road."

"Mom, we know, you go back."

Huang Zhiqiu didn't turn around until the figures of the two were invisible in the thick fog.