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Carrying a basin of hot water into the room, Yu Chunmiao was draped in only a light garment, sitting on the bed and waiting. Qi Chong twisted a cloth and handed it to her, remaining silent, his eyes filled with guilt and disappointment.
Kneeling at the edge of the bed, Yu Chunmiao wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered something in his ear. Suddenly, the man's eyes lit up.
"Let me help you wipe," she said. Her soft body leaned against him as she allowed him to take care of her. The cloth was expertly tossed into the basin by Qi Chong, splashing a few droplets of water.
When Qi Chong went to the kitchen for water for the third time, he ran into Qi Yuan, who was up for a midnight visit. Qi Yuan followed the flickering light and saw Qi Chong resting his head on his hand, staring dreamily at the stove with a silly grin. He shook his head, thinking he must have seen it wrong.
"Brother?"
Qi Chong immediately wiped the smile off his face and nodded in response.
Qi Yuan confirmed that he had indeed misjudged the situation and approached him. "Brother, is it that late already? Are you hungry? What are you cooking in there?"
As he spoke, Qi Yuan reached for the pot lid, but Qi Chong pressed down with his cane, saying gruffly that he was full and should go do whatever he needed to do instead. It seemed that whatever was in the pot was meant for Sister-in-law, so there was no portion for him.
Back in the room, Yu Chunmiao had fallen asleep. Qi Chong gently wiped her flat abdomen, resembling an archaeologist carefully cleaning a precious artifact. Once finished, he pressed a kiss on the spot he had just cleaned.
Sun Daifu had said that this place wasn't suitable for children yet; it was a pity for what lay outside.
The next morning, Qi Chong woke up early. Steamed buns were cooking in the kitchen while he washed bed linens in the backyard. Before everyone else got up, he had already hung them out to dry.
Yu Chunmiao missed breakfast, prompting Qi Rong to go call for her.
"Mind your own business," Qi Chong said dismissively. "Sit down and eat."
Although Qi Rong didn't understand, he obediently listened.
Qi Chong said to him, "I need to take your sister-in-law to see Sun Daifu. I’ll give you some money later; go rent an ox cart from Wang the Butcher. Tell Aunt Lin that we’ll pick up the cart at the hour of the snake."
"Is sister-in-law sick? What’s wrong?" Qi Rong asked, feeling anxious.
Chen Ruolan smacked him on the head with her chopsticks. "Why are you meddling so much? Did I say you could worry?"
Qi Rong let out a soft "oh" and quietly continued eating.
Qi Chong then turned to Qi Yuan and said, "You don’t need to go buy the medicinal herbs anymore; I’ll bring them back with your sister-in-law."
When Yu Chunmiao woke up, she no longer felt sticky all over. Stretching out her arms in a big yawn, she got out of bed.
Last night, the man had been very gentle; aside from some discomfort due to an ill fit, everything else was fine.
After washing up and having breakfast, it was just about nine o'clock.
"Let’s go to the clinic," Qi Chong said as he took her hand and headed outside.
Yu Chunmiao looked at him in confusion until Qi Chong reminded her that she needed to go for a follow-up after their little celebration.
Does this mean I won’t have to take those bitter medicines anymore? She would rather endure a few days of pain each month than take medicine every day.
She smiled, her eyes crescent-shaped, as she leaned into the man’s embrace.
Qi Chong's lips curled into a smile as he gently ruffled her hair in response.
Hand in hand, they arrived at Wang the Butcher's house. Lin Qiujiu came out to greet them. "You’re here? Uncle Wang hasn’t returned yet, but he should be back soon. Would you like to come inside and wait?"
Qi Chong nodded in appreciation. "No need; we’ll just wait under the shade over there."
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