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Ms. Zhao held Yunhao's hand with a smirk on her face and talked nonchalantly. Pointing at Yunhao's father's spiritual place, he said that if his father were alive now, he would definitely be worse off than dead. Mrs. Zhao, who was crying and laughing, was helped into the back house by Yuan'er and Xin'er. Grandma Xi took Yunhao to the door of the bridal chamber and left. Yunhao had no choice but to go in by himself.
"Come back?" Zhang Miaoke lay lazily on the bed, his wedding clothes had been changed into silk pajamas.
"Gudu" Yunhao swallowed a big mouthful of saliva. Maybe it was because his salivary system was overdeveloped and his throat was a little dry. I hate this body a little, how wonderful it would be if I were seventeen years old now!
Yunhao has a somewhat vague concept of age. Logically speaking, his mental age should be in his sixties. But after time travel, Yunhao found that his mind began to move closer to the direction of a naughty boy. There are some things and words that I would never say or do even to death. But today, I can actually say it and do it. Many times, Yunhao feels like a ruffian. What a pity! I was a standard honest person in my previous life!
"Come here!" Zhang Miaoke sat up, his waterfall-like long hair spread over his shoulders. Oh my god, I'm going to die! The contrast between the snow-white shoulders and the long black hair is so sharp. Lazy demeanor, flickering candlelight. Yunhao hated the fact that he was only seven years old!
The feet were no longer his own, and he walked towards the big bed as if he had been enchanted. Zhang Miaoke pulled Yunhao over, put his straight nose to Yunhao and smelled it. Wearing slippers on the ground, he took hot water from the silver bottle and poured it into the copper basin.
"My whole body smells like alcohol, and I have become a stinky person. You are not allowed to go to my bed until you wash yourself properly." As he said this, he mixed the water, took off Yunhao's shoes, and stuffed the pair of hooves into the copper basin. inside.
The water is slightly hot, but it is completely within the acceptable range. Zhang Miaoke's hands were very soft and he gently rubbed Yun Hao's feet. As long as you lower your head, you can see the two bright red spots in the bust. My stomach felt slightly warm, but my brother still didn't respond. Once again I deeply hate the fact that I am only seven years old!
The warm cloth wiped on his face made Yunhao wake up from his dreamlike reverie. Zhang Miaoke had already changed the water, and his clothes disappeared at some point. Her hair was disheveled and she was only wearing a bellyband. The little brother was no bigger than a thumb, so Zhang Miaoke wring out the cloth and wiped it carefully, and seemed to even touch it.
There are many rules on the wedding night, but everyone knows them. Nothing will happen tonight. If the bride is not a virgin tomorrow, it will be big news. Xiniang and the maids were sent out by Zhang Miaoke early, leaving only Yunhao and Zhang Miaoke under the flickering red candle.
The smell on the girl's body is very good, with the smell of youth. The smell is in the nose, but the fragrance is in the heart.
Yunhao¡¯s little paws hugged Zhang Miaoke¡¯s waist tightly, wanting to explore up or down but didn¡¯t dare. It's not timidity, it's just causing trouble.
Zhang Miaoke was very generous, and tapped Yun Hao's nose with his green-on-green fingers. Her pink lips pecked Yunhao's cheek like a dragonfly, "From now on, you will be my man, Zhang Miaoke!" It seemed to be saying to Yunhao, and he seemed to be mumbling in his sleep. He let out a long yawn, patted Yunhao's back like a child, and closed his eyes.
It is always like this. Those who coax children usually fall asleep before the children. The red candle was still swaying, but Yunhao couldn't fall asleep for a long time. Is this my wedding night? Does this mean I have a wife? I am only eight years old, so what this girl did just now should be considered molesting a minor!
Yunhao didn¡¯t know when he fell asleep, he only knew when he opened his eyes. It was already bright outside, and the window paper covering the window lattice was bright white. It should be a nice day outside!
Zhang Miaoke beside him was nowhere to be found. If it weren't for the red candle still burning, Yunhao would have thought that last night was just a dream. There was no communication on the wedding night. They just washed their feet and wiped their bodies, and then went to sleep. This daughter-in-law is more like my mother than my wife.
Spring is sleepy and lacks of summer. Yunhao hugged the quilt and lazed on the bed. After all, human patience has its limit, so I ran out of bed quickly wearing a bellyband. He squirted hard into the bucket, shuddered twice, and ran back into the quilt with his bare feet. It is already autumn, and the weather is very cold in the morning.
"The sun is shining on your butt. Get up quickly and go greet your mother!" Zhang Miaoke came in at some unknown time, and his paws were a little cold. Reaching into the quilt, Yunhao was so cold that he screamed!
"I don't want to get up, let me sleep for a while." Yunhao himself was shocked by the extent of his indifference. In his previous life, he seemed to have lived in a dog's belly for a long time. Even if Yunhao is beaten to death, he can¡¯t imagine that he actuallyIt will be like a child. Could it be that the soul of this body is quietly changing its personality?
"Hey, dear, I made crab roe dumplings for you. If you don't get up, the dumplings won't taste good when they get cold." Zhang Miaoke's identity change was so fast that it was jaw-dropping. This woman can actually have a seamless relationship between wife and mother. There is no need to transform or transform, and there is no need to find a phone booth to change clothes, just turn around. Yunhao was so impressed by this ability.
Since you can¡¯t eat Zhang Miaoke¡¯s white-flour steamed buns, xiaolongbao is also good. Standing on the bed and stretching out his arms, Zhang Miaoke put clothes on his body like a clothes rack.
Since Yunhao created the big round table, the meal-sharing system has completely disappeared in the Yun family. A family of three gathered around the round table, Zhang Miaoke combing the woman's hair in a bun. He bowed to Mrs. Zhao in a polite manner, and Mrs. Zhao's face blossomed into a chrysanthemum-like smile. However, at the age of twenty-six or seven, she would not even be considered an older leftover woman in future generations. Now she is actually a mother-in-law!
????????????????????????????????????????????????????? with a smile as he accepted the gift from the young couple, but when he took the hand of Bai Juan from Zhang Miaoke, he felt a little sad! No matter how capable or smart the son is, it cannot change the fact that he is under eight years old.
Sure enough, there are xiaolongbao, and they are really like crab roe when you eat them. Crabs are also available in Jinyang. However, almost everyone dares to eat it, and poor families only get some to eat during times of famine. But Yunhao doesn't care. These idiots don't know what price hairy crabs will be sold for in future generations. Ordinary working-class people don¡¯t dare to inquire about prices during the New Year.
As soon as I grabbed a bun, I saw my daughter walking across the yard with red eyes. Seeing Yun Hao, he wanted to say something, but when he saw Zhang Miaoke, he immediately hid aside like a mouse seeing a cat.
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