The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man-Chapter 135 - : Show off sterilization

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Chapter 135: 135 Show off sterilization

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She lifted her head to glance at him, noticing him eating only dry rice and a little vegetables. She knew he was reluctant to eat an extra bite of meat, all saving for her.

This man, she really didn’t know what to say about him.

She cursed him to marry a prettier wife later on, seeing that this lad didn’t like ugly women.

She kept her head down and ate. After eating a bowl of rice and a lot of vegetables, she was about to stand up with her empty bowl, but he took it from her hands to serve her more rice.

“Serve less, half a bowl is enough,” she instructed.

Still, he brought back a full bowl, “You are too skinny, you need to eat more.”

Not liking his care, she grabbed the bowl back, “You don’t need to worry about me.” And she continued to eat steadily.

While he wolfed down his food, he watched her.

After watching for over ten days, he always found his wife’s eating actions particularly beautiful, so that she didn’t seem ugly anymore.

He knew his wife had charisma, but he wouldn’t tell her that, to prevent her from being vain.

Su Qingyue forcibly ate half a bowl of rice again, and after being full to bursting, she put down the bowl, a little troubled. The rice left in the bowl was a waste. This house didn’t raise pigs, wasting really wasn’t good… “Done eating?” he asked with concern, “Can you eat some more?”

She didn’t hear, and he patiently repeated when she looked his way.

Seeing her shake her head, he understood that she really was full, so he took her bowl wih leftover rice and pushed the remainder into his own bowl with his chopsticks.

Seeing him eat her leftover rice as if nothing was the matter… she really was embarrassed.

She had lived till now, and he was the first man to eat leftovers from her plate.

Thinking that this house was so poor and waste was not allowed, she understood his actions.

“I’m clumsy, so I won’t wash dishes,” she said, not waiting for him to finish his meal before she had walked out of the kitchen.

“What are you saying? Is this something you can joke about?” he was very displeased, “It’s just an injury on your right wrist, it will heal after a while.

You’ll cry if it really becomes disabled.”

Only after speaking did he realize she couldn’t hear.

Sigh, he always forgot, his wife was deaf.

His wife was deaf, which made things very inconvenient. He needed to remind himself to be more considerate to her.

He finished the rice in the bowl in a few mouthfuls and began doing the dishes in the kitchen.

Su Qingyue walked into the yard and glanced sideways at Xiao Qinghe under the eaves who appeared to be resting with his eyes closed.

His eyelashes looked like fans, the dense black lashes made his skin look even paler and sickly, it made people want to show him concern.

Not wanting to disturb him, she walked as lightly as she could to the fence, starting to feel the coarse clothes, bellyband, and panties that had been washed and hung on the fence last night.

They were all dry now, so she took them down one by one.

Xiao Qinghe opened his eyes when she turned around. He was watching her thin back, a complex emotion flickering in his clear eyes.

By the time she turned around again after gathering the clothes, his face was back to its usual calm.

She nodded at him slightly, as a way of greeting.

He also nodded back, acknowledging her.

The sun was a bit harsh, it had already reached his seating position. She originally wanted to suggest him to go back to his room to rest, but then thinking that he had been cooped up in his room these days, it’s probably good for him to come out. Considering his pale face, it might be good for him to get some sunlight for sterilizing, it’s not going to kill him.

She carried the sun-dried clothes towards the master bedroom, and as she passed by him, she glanced at his leg from the corner of her eye, wondering if she should take his pulse..