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Qi Chong considered herself well-read; besides the Four Books and Five Classics, she had also perused various legendary texts, yet she had never encountered the things that Chen Ruolan spoke of. Could it be that she was truly a fairy descended from the heavens?
Since Yu Chunmiao had seen Sun Daifu, Chen Ruolan had been busy sewing a Menstrual Belt for her. One night, Yu Chunmiao woke up to find her mother-in-law still at work and anxiously asked, "Mother, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Chen Ruolan showed her the two finished Menstrual Belts and said, "It's just my overthinking. I have no reason to doubt you. When a woman has her period, she uses Zao Hui. If Zao Hui isn't clean, all women in the world would fall ill."
Upon hearing this, Yu Chunmiao felt her head buzz. Use Zao Hui? Absolutely not! Earning money to buy cotton was the only sensible thing to do.
She placed the items into the sewing basket and pulled her mother-in-law to bed. "There's no rush for this. Your health isn't good; if you stay up late again, you'll start coughing."
Chen Ruolan felt a bit guilty. "Did my coughing disturb you last night? How about Qi Rong sleeps with me, and Yuan Er sleeps with Qi Chong? You can have your own room."
Yu Chunmiao pressed her mother-in-law down onto the bed and tucked her in. "Your cough is much better now. I'll sleep with you; I'm not going anywhere. Besides, what if I accidentally touch Qi Chong's injured leg?"
Chen Ruolan recalled how they had shared a bed when Qi Chong had a fever and tentatively suggested, "Why don't you sleep with Qi Chong?"
Yu Chunmiao's heart raced a little. "Mother, I might touch his injured leg too. Let's wait until he's better."
Chen Ruolan thought about it and decided not to press further.
The next morning, Qi Rong looked at the leftover Xian Cao Mi from last night and couldn't resist. He didn't add any sugar; he simply scooped a spoonful into his mouth. The moment he tasted it, his eyes lit up, and before he knew it, he had finished the rest.
After eating, he placed the spoon back in the bowl and wiped his mouth as he prepared to leave. However, as he turned around, he saw Qi Chong leaning on his crutch, watching him coldly.
It felt like he was stealing from his own home.
"Wash the bowl before you go; you need to gather more Xian Cao," Qi Chong commanded.
"Okay," Qi Rong replied obediently.
Qi Chong had just finished making a pot of Dumpling Soup when the whole family woke up.
Yu Chunmiao's mouth had been bitter all night; she kept using Liu Zhi with tooth powder to clean her teeth. Just as she sat down beside Qi Chong to eat, he noticed blood on her lips.
"Yu Chunmiao, why is your mouth bleeding?" Qi Chong hurriedly wiped away the blood with his fingertip and examined her lips with concern.
Yu Chunmiao said pitifully, "The teeth cleaning took too long, and it hurt. My mouth is so bitter; it’s uncomfortable."
As she spoke, she bit her lip and opened her mouth for him to see, blood slowly oozing from her gums.
In that moment, Qi Chong couldn't help but think of the kiss that had been interrupted by Qian Dahua. If it hadn't been for Qian Dahua's unexpected arrival, they might have been even closer by now.
He shook off his chaotic thoughts, feeling guilty for thinking about such things while Yu Chunmiao was in pain. He picked up her bowl and continuously stirred the Dumpling Soup with a spoon, gently blowing on it to cool it down. With her mouth injured, she couldn't handle the scalding hot soup.
Chen Ruolan was quite pleased with her son's actions; after all, he was indeed Brother Zheng's son, showing care for his wife without needing anyone to teach him.
Qi Yuan was unfazed by such behavior; he had seen his father wash his mother’s feet before.
Qi Rong felt a pang of bitterness as the white flour Dumpling Soup lost its appeal. His older brother was always stern with him but spoke softly to his sister-in-law.
Yu Chunmiao felt sweet inside as she obediently waited for Qi Chong to cool her Dumpling Soup. This must be what they meant by a devoted husband!
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