C20

When Ling Chaofeng returned to the tavern, the sky was already dark. What was waiting for him was not the lantern in front of his door, nor was it Ershan. A petite figure leaned on the door frame, and upon seeing him, she ran out.

The bride, still very shy, did not run up to him, but stood a few paces away, looking at him with shy delight, her hands clasped behind her back.

Ershan ran out from inside and took the reins to lead the horse towards the stable. Ling Chaofeng walked to the front of Xiaowan and smiled. He blushed as he looked at her husband and asked softly: "Are you hungry?

Although there would always be people waiting for his return, and Ling Chaofeng did not lack three meals a day, his and his assistant's feelings were indeed different when it came to his wife's care and concern.

After so many days, facing the Xiaowan's stubborn resistance, he thought that this marriage would be impossible to sustain. He never thought that things would turn for the better.

The Xiaowan walked back to the shop with him, and talked about the things that happened in the afternoon with great interest. She mentioned that not long after he returned, a group of people passed by the door of the tavern, and the Mistress was about to go to the town to open her Rouge Shop.

Ling Chaofeng said indifferently: "I met a lot of people on the road, I wonder which one you are talking about."

Xiaowan said, "That girl said she will come visit us again in the future. She left many bottles and jars for me and Aunt Zhang. "Aunt said those were women from rich families, with creams on their heads and rouge and powdered honey."

When she went upstairs to her room, Xiaowan had already prepared his everyday clothes and placed it on a stool. She got some water to wash the hands of a man and held a towel in his hands as he stood by the side, doing these things meticulously and meticulously. Ling Chaofeng said: "You don't have to serve me, I know how to do these things myself."

Xiaowan was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "My stepmother serves my father in this way too, as do the aunties and aunties in the village. This is what a woman should do for her husband."

Ling Chaofeng took off his jacket and hung it on the side, looking at his new bride with a gentle gaze: "We should take care of each other, it's not about who serves who, understand?"

Xiaowan lowered her eyes to think, then raised her head, a smile shining in her intelligent eyes: "I understand."

However, regarding the matter of the sheets, pillow, and towel being mysteriously washed clean, how was Xiaowan supposed to describe and explain it to her husband, was he supposed to believe her?

"What's wrong?" Ling Chaofeng saw that the Xiaowan was unsettled.

"No, nothing …" Xiaowan was still unable to say it.

They went downstairs to eat. Ling Chaofeng told everyone about receiving the caravan the next day while Xiaowan focused on eating by the side.

Uncle Biao cooked oil to stew the prawns. A prawn was as big as his palm, the ointment in the prawn's head was fresh and sweet, the prawn meat was tender and tasty, Xiaowan ate until her eyes shone, and Ling Chaofeng's prawn was in her bowl some time ago.

Seeing her hesitation, Ling Chaofeng smiled and said: "Eat."

After dinner, Xiaowan would always take the initiative to wash the dishes, and when she reached the well and saw that the bed sheets were still hanging up, she got some water and brought it over to a stool to sit on. She pointed at the water basin and said, "Wash it yourself." Seeing that there were no movements, he ordered again, "Quickly wash up."

However, the pot, water and chopsticks and plates were not made sound, which made Xiaowan feel at ease.

Deep into the night, the inn closed for the night. Xiaowan shakily came up with a large basin of hot water to wash Ling Chaofeng's feet. Ling Chaofeng told her to go and rest since he knew how to do it himself.

Not long later, Ling Chaofeng walked through the screen wearing his pajamas. Xiaowan stood up quickly and was about to clean up the room when her husband stopped her: "We'll do it tomorrow morning. The stairs are too dark, so you shouldn't step on them."

Xiaowan was carried to the bed. She thought that her husband wanted it again, but …

"Sleep early, I'm very busy tomorrow." But Ling Chaofeng just laid down and turned to look at her, and said gently, "The caravan is full of men, if you are not willing to deal with them, you can just rest upstairs. "But they are not bad people, you are my wife, even if they have lust, they don't have fear, and won't hurt you."

Xiaowan said, "I'm not afraid. This afternoon, only Aunt and I are in the shop. I'm not afraid either."

Ling Chaofeng laughed: "So powerful."

Xiaowan was very happy to be praised.

Her husband was a very mysterious person. He could be so fierce that her heart would tremble, and he could be so gentle that he could almost melt her. He could help the Mrs. Sun "revive", and also accept Second Madam's silver to teach her how to "avoid disasters."

But he was good to her, and everyone here was good to her, the Xiaowan never thought that there would be a day where she would be pampered by others.

"Hubby." The bride read softly.

Ling Chaofeng looked at her deeply, but after his red lips moved slightly, he did not say anything.

Now that everything was fine, only that strange thing. How was she going to explain the whirlpool in the basin when the bucket and the laundry stick flew up? If it never happened again, could she pretend that nothing had happened?

"I'm asleep." Ling Chaofeng covered her with a blanket, "Wake up early tomorrow."

Xiaowan's body rubbed against each other as she tried to lean against Ling Chaofeng's body. This was an instinct to him, and after determining that this man was the other half of her life, she couldn't help but want to stick together.

Ling Chaofeng smiled faintly as he embraced the petite girl. After finding a comfortable position with her, the Xiaowan went to sleep contentedly.

Another morning, the bride woke up early today. She foolishly looked at his husband through the window until Ling Chaofeng woke up.

She got a sweet kiss before she got up, and the bride's face never left it without rouge.

Xiaowan showed Ling Chaofeng the things left behind by the Miss Yue, while Ling Chaofeng gave her another bottle of ointment. "I brought it back yesterday and forgot to give it to you.

After they had eaten breakfast, they opened up the shop. Ershan used a big broom to clean up the fallen leaves and dust in front of the door. Xiaowan came over with a bucket of water to sprinkle it. People with Qingling Village passed by the door. They clearly knew each other, but they didn't greet the Xiaowan. They went around far away and quickly left.

Not long after, dust started to rise from the direction of the Baisha River Pier. Ershan took a glance at it, then walked into the shop and said loudly: "Innkeeper, the customer is here."

When Ling Chaofeng slowly walked out, the Xiaowan ran over to his side and asked curiously: "It seems like there are a lot of people here.