I don't know how long I hugged him, until Yang Ruoqing completely woke up and realized that this was not a dream, I let go of him.

"Why did you come back so quietly? This is nearly ten days earlier than I predicted!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang gently touched her face and said, "I want to return home as fast as I can, so I just want to come back as soon as possible to repay my wife."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

"We're already an old couple, why are we so anxious? It's not like we haven't hugged each other before," she said angrily.

Luo Fengtang said with a serious face: "Old couples can't hold each other enough."

The handsome face was serious, but his eyes were hot, and Yang Ruoqing's cheeks began to feel hot.

She lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to look into his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing giggled. This smile made her stomach twitch, her brows suddenly wrinkled, and her face turned a little pale.

Luo Fengtang immediately realized, "What? It hurts again?"

Yang Ruoqing clutched her stomach, her face squeezed into a bitter melon shape.

"It's not good at all," she said.

"Then hurry up and let it drip down!" Luo Fengtang said, supporting her and about to lie down, but Yang Ruoqing shook her head.

"I'm going to change the menstrual belt first before I go to bed," she said.

"Okay, I'll help you go," he said.

After changing into a clean menstrual belt, Yang Ruoqing threw the dirty one into a bamboo basket in the corner of the bathroom that was specially used to store dirty clothes.

"Come on, go back to bed and lie down."

When he opened the door to the bathroom, Luo Fengtang was already waiting there. He quickly came over and helped her to the bed.

Lying back on the warm quilt, Yang Ruoqing found that her feet were warm.

"What's over there at my feet?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "I just stuffed a hot water bottle into it."

Is this because she's worried that she won't be warm enough to sleep?

Yang Ruoqing was lying there with a slight smile on her eyes and eyebrows.

Luo Fengtang stuffed a smaller hot water bottle into the bed and gently placed it on her lower abdomen.

She was surprised, "This is again..."

Luo Fengtang said: "Put it on your stomach and cover it, and then sleep again. I guarantee you will feel much better when you wake up."

Yang Ruoqing took one hand out of the quilt, stretched it over and gently stroked his handsome face: "You are so thoughtful. You have just returned home and served me so comfortably before your buttocks got hot. It's really me."

What a good husband..."

Luo Fengtang held her hand and rubbed his face gently, "It is only natural to serve your wife. Have a good sleep. I will go to the front yard to say a few words to my mother and uncle and then come back."

He tucked her arms back into the quilt and gently tucked the corners of the quilt for her.

"You stay with your maid and uncle for a while. I'll take a nap, I don't need anyone to accompany you." Yang Ruoqing said.

He hadn't been home for so long, and his mother-in-law and uncle missed him no less than she did.

She can't be domineering and occupy him all the time, but she must also consider their feelings. They are also his closest relatives.

Luo Fengtang smiled and said, "I know it well, so don't worry about it and go to bed quickly."

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Knowing that he was back, she slept very soundly. She turned over and fell asleep immediately.

The dreams are all warm, one good dream after another.

When he woke up again, it was already afternoon.

My stomach no longer hurts, but the hot water bottle placed on my stomach is still warm.

Yang Ruoqing knew that he must have slipped in to change her a bag of hot water, otherwise the water would have cooled down after such a long time.

Thinking of this, Yang Ruoqing hugged the hot water bottle and felt sweet and happy in her heart.

There were voices talking outside, it was Luo Fengtang and Luo Blacksmith.

The two men seemed to be working together to repair something, so they discussed it while eating rice.

Yang Ruoqing turned over and listened to the occasional sounds coming in from outside. She was in a daze. Now that Tang Yazi was back, she seemed to have become lazy.

But when she thought of something, she couldn't stay in bed anymore, so she got up as quickly as possible and went to the bathroom.

I searched around but couldn't find the dirty menstrual belt I had replaced earlier.

Where did this go? Was it taken away by a mouse or a night owl?

It's impossible to think about it. Rats and night owls don't have that strong taste.

Turning around, she saw what she was looking for hanging on the shelf behind the door that she specially used to dry these little things.

It's just that it's been washed, and when you touch it, it's already 50% dry.

No need to guess, it must have been washed by Tang Yazi.

Moreover, judging from the degree of dryness and wetness, he should have washed her not long after she fell asleep, and left it in the sun for a whole afternoon. He then took it in and put it here to dry.

Touching the clean menstrual tape that exuded the scent of fragrant soap, Yang Ruoqing was filled with happiness, and flowers bloomed in her heart.

At night, Yang Huazhong's family laid out meals for his son-in-law.

"Qing'er, are you ready?"

In the room, Luo Fengtang looked at Yang Ruoqing who was putting on clothes and asked a little worriedly.

Yang Ruoqing raised the corners of her lips: "Your wife, I am not that delicate. I had a stomachache yesterday because of special circumstances. Now the pain is gone, and I am resurrected with full health!"

Luo Fengtang said: "It's windy at night, so wear a cloak outside!"

Yang Ruoqing winked at him: "I want you to wear a cloak for me, or you won't wear it."

Luo Fengtang immediately became excited, took out the cloak with a bang, held her in his arms from behind, and then put the cloak on her shoulders.

She tilted her head and smiled at him.

The white fox fur contrasted with her jade-like smile, which was so charming that it disturbed his heartstrings.

He looked like a dazed boy, dumbfounded.

"Look at how stupid he is, hehe!" Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and gently poked his chin.

By the time he came to his senses, she had already gone to the dressing table and was arranging her hair in front of the bronze mirror.

Luo Fengtang followed, stood behind and looked at the beauty inside through the bronze mirror, and murmured: "My wife is so beautiful, she looks good in everything, just like the fairy who came out of the paintings that year."

Yang Ruoqing laughed softly, picked up a pink pearl earring from the dressing box and put it on her ear. She turned her head and said to him: "What's wrong with praising? You have to praise me for looking like the fairy in the New Year pictures. The fairy in the New Year pictures is so embarrassed."

You're dead, with a face like a big pancake, I don't want it!"

Luo Fengtang scratched his head and smiled.
Chapter completed!