Chapter 31 Nosebleed
Chapter 31 Nosebleed
Li Changle felt warm in his heart when he thought of Zhou Ruonan. After she left in his previous life, he never remarried because of guilt and other reasons.
Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, I would go from being an old man to a lively young man in his twenties...
My heart can't help but be moved...
Seeing that he was lost in thought, Chen Yongwei patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, when I sent the fish back, my grandmother told me not to salt freshwater fish too much. After drying, they taste just as good as sea fish."
"I know. Bring back a pound of liquor to put on the marinade..."
"My grandma doesn't even want to turn on the light, and you ask her to buy some liquor, she'll be heartbroken!"
The two chatted idly and walked back along the long pond. At this time, the people fishing by the pond were gone.
Li Changle saw that except for the faint light coming from the house of the village party secretary, every other place was dark and there was no movement at all.
The two of them arrived at the alley outside Chen Yongwei's house. Li Changle waved and walked towards the house, only to see Zhou Ruonan still in front of the water bucket. "Have you killed them all?"
"Well! There's hot water in the pot, go get some water and wash!"
"No, I'll just go to the well and rinse it off!" Li Changle said, looking at her again, "Do you want my help?"
"No, there are only a few fish left. Come back when you kill them!"
Zhou Ruonan stacked the last two pieces, pressed the bamboo steaming grate into the bucket and put a stone on top to allow the fish meat to fully absorb the salt. The next morning, she would wash the fish with the salt water used for pickling fish.
After draining the water from the fish, spread it out on a fish drying mat and turn it over every one or two hours. When the sun is at its hottest at noon, you can cover it with the mat to save oil. When the sun is not so hot in the afternoon, you can lift the mat and continue drying it.
In weather like this, it usually takes two days to completely dry, and then it can be stored by hanging in a ventilated and dry place.
Li Changle took off his trousers and shirt, and smelled them. A sour and stinky smell hit his nose. He really couldn't go to bed without washing.
Wearing a pair of tattered plastic slippers with the laces cut off, I searched the house and found that there was not even a bar of soap.
I had no choice but to take a piece of soap and a bucket, go to the well, fetch a bucket of water, and pour it over my head. I rubbed my body from head to toe with soap, scrubbed it a few times, and then fetched another bucket of water and poured it over my head.
In the dog days of summer, the water in the well is very cold. After drinking two buckets of water, all the heat in my body was washed away.
In those days, no family had a bathroom. On June evenings after dinner, the men living nearby would come to the well and the stream to take a shower.
People like him who are careful about their influence will wear boxer shorts, while those who are not careful will come to the well in just briefs.
The red, flowery, pantyhose, indescribable parts that appeared from time to time, and half of the big white buttocks swaying there were really eye-catching.
Li Changle returned home dripping wet, carrying a bucket of water. Seeing Zhou Ruonan's clothes on the bamboo chair, she took them to her room.
Through the mosquito net, I saw the eldest son lying obediently, and the youngest son had one foot against the partition and the other on his eldest brother's belly, and his little mouth was smacking, probably dreaming about eating something delicious.
He lifted the mosquito net and took down his youngest son's legs, stuffed the mosquito net, took off his pants, took a dry towel to wipe his body, changed into dry ones, and then walked out holding his wet pants.
Zhou Ruonan, wearing a moon-white off-shoulder top and black cotton shorts, opened the kitchen and walked out. Seeing him handing her the wooden basin, she said, "Put it in there, and wash together tomorrow morning." "Okay!" Li Changle followed her into the room, "Wife, I want to discuss something with you."
Zhou Ruonan turned her head and looked at him, "Do you want money?"
"No, I still have more than one dollar on me, so I don't need to take money these days." Li Changle looked at her exposed white skin, and suddenly felt a warm current in her nostrils, and then, he felt two streams of hot things flowing out of his nose.
"Oh! You're bleeding from your nose!" Zhou Ruonan exclaimed, and quickly picked up the straw paper on the stool beside the bed and handed it to him, "Maybe you have a sore throat. I'll make you some herbal tea!"
"No, I'll cook it tomorrow if I want to!" Li Changle raised his head and pressed his nostrils with straw paper. How could he say that he was bleeding from the nose like a young boy because he was too excited to see her?
Zhou Ruonan scooped a bowl of cold water, soaked a towel in it, wiped his nose, and then put the towel on the back of his neck, "Is it still bleeding?"
"No more!" Li Changle turned around and grabbed her hand, "Anan, I..."
Zhou Ruonan saw his expression and understood what he wanted to do. She pulled her hand away and said, "You've been tired all day, go to bed early. I'll take the bowl out to avoid it falling."
Li Changle hugged her from the back, "Anan, I will really change in the future..." Holding the soft and sweet girl in his arms, he was so excited that his nose started bleeding again before he finished speaking.
"Fuck! No wonder they say sand is the penis of the sea, it's so damn strong, I'm never going to eat it again next time!"
"Shameless!" Zhou Ruonan glared at him, soaked some straw paper and stuck it on his nose, then looked at his funny look and burst out laughing again.
Li Changle took the bowl from her hand with a drooling face, "Anan, you've been tired all day, I'll put it away, and we'll go to bed early."
Zhou Ruonan didn't respond to him. She went to bed, picked up the pillowcase to drive away the mosquitoes in the mosquito net, then pressed the mosquito net under the straw mat, spread the pillowcase, and lay down.
Li Changle cleaned up his nose and came out, kicked off his slippers and got on the bed, pulled the pillow that was placed at Zhou Ruonan's feet and placed it next to her, his eyes were full of passion, "Anan..."
Zhou Ruonan looked at him and felt that they had returned to the time when they first got married. She pushed his dishonest hand away with some embarrassment, "You just said you wanted to discuss something with me. What is it?"
Li Changle leaned over and looked at her. "Let's talk about everything tomorrow. You don't want me to have another nosebleed, do you?"
"It's been a long day, aren't you tired?"
"Not tired! You know your husband's stamina!"
Before Li Changle finished speaking, she reached out to turn off the light cord. She worked intermittently for a while, and just as she leaned over to press down, Li Xiaozhou's voice rang out from the small bed opposite, "Mother, I need to pee!"
"You bastard, why did you shout at this time instead of earlier or later?" Li Changle couldn't help but curse.
"Hold it, mother will be here soon." Zhou Ruonan pushed Li Changle down, then reached out and turned on the light, lifted the mosquito net, got out of bed, picked up Li Xiaozhou and walked towards the toilet outside.
Li Xiaozhou hugged her neck and looked sleepily at Li Changle who was lying there with a face full of resentment, "Dad, I'm done peeing and I want to sleep with you!"
"..." Li Changle closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, thinking that he had to quickly earn money to build a house so that the two little ones could live in a room of their own, otherwise, little A'le would be scared to death sooner or later.
Zhou Ruonan glanced at him and felt that his brain had not changed at all, and he was still the same Li Changle.
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