Chapter 1409: Young Couple

Name:Power and Wealth Author:Chang Yu
Chapter 1409: Young Couple

Sunday.

Early in the morning.

Jiang's mother's house.

The sky after the rain was refreshing, and the air, carrying the faint fragrance of grass seeds, squeezed through the window as if someone had sprayed a freshener.

Around 7 pm.

Dong Xuebing woke up in his warm bed, feeling a bit chilly on his feet. His first reaction was to pull his feet back under the warm blanket. He yawned, opened his eyes, and saw the outside sky. He knew the rain had stopped, and he even caught a fleeting glimpse of a beautiful rainbow. It instantly refreshed Dong Xuebing, who had just woken up.

The first sight was a rainbow.

It seems like today is going well.

Dong Xuebing checked the time, stretched a long, lazy stretch, and finally glanced at the beauty beside him. After Dong Xuebing finished telling her the story of Pinocchio last night, Jiang Fangfang had been quiet. He wasn't sure if she had fallen asleep or not. Dong Xuebing was afraid she might not have slept well, so he told another story to ensure she had fallen asleep before he went to bed. Unexpectedly, Sister Jiang woke up later than him and was still sleeping. Perhaps, after several days of insomnia, she had accumulated too much fatigue. It couldn't be overcome in just one or two days. Look at how soundly she's sleeping.

Sleep.

Let's sleep a bit more.

Dong Xuebing glanced at Sister Jiang's sleeping face with a touch of reluctance to disturb her.

Jiang Fangfang was now lying flat, a bit far from Dong Xuebing. With their arms wrapped in red autumn clothes, both of them exposed Sister Jiang's right breast outside the blanket. Dong Xuebing bent over and pulled the blanket for her. Cover her tightly.

"Mmm," Jiang Fangfang, in a sleepy voice, opened her eyes.

Dong Xuebing apologetically said, "Uh, did I wake you up?"

Jiang Fangfang whimpered and, in a drowsy manner, closed her eyes again, saying, "Mmm."

Seeing her like this, Dong Xuebing found her particularly cute. Unable to resist, he approached her, boldly inserted his hand behind her neck, and hugged her shoulders.

"Mmm."

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"Mmm."

Jiang Fangfang seemed to fall asleep.

About twenty minutes later, she moved her eyelashes, rubbed her forehead, and opened her eyes. She looked at Dong Xuebing beside her and asked, "What time?"

"7.30 am."

"So late."

"It's still early. You don't have to work today."

"Is my mom awake?"

"Not yet. There's no movement in the bedroom."

Jiang Fangfang combed her hair with her fingers and lay there half-awake.

Dong Xuebing hugged her and casually grabbed her smooth little hand. But because it was daytime, and everyone could see each other, Dong Xuebing felt pressured and didn't dare to be too bold. He just held her hand and didn't even dare to squeeze it. "Why don't you rest a bit more? You look tired these days."

"It's okay," Jiang Fangfang said casually. "I should make breakfast, and my mom's herbal medicine needs to be prepared."

"I'll go."

"You don't know how to prepare it."

"Then I'll make breakfast, and you prepare the medicine."

"Are you free today?"

"I am. I'll just stay at home."

"Okay, then. Thank you for making breakfast. Just make something simple."

"Oh, you started brewing it."

"Yes, could you watch the claypot for me?"

"Sure, I'll keep an eye on it."

"Okay, I'll be there after I use the restroom."

Dong Xuebing turned and went to the kitchen. I checked the pot; it hadn't started boiling yet. He rummaged through the fridge and began preparing breakfast, mainly porridge. He rinsed the rice, put it on the stove, and opened the lid when the other pot started boiling. The strong medicinal aroma wafted out, and Dong Xuebing immediately turned down the heat to simmer. He also pushed open the kitchen's glass window, stained with oil marks, to let out the smell, which was quite unpleasant.

At this moment, Jiang's mother came out. "Xiaotao."

"Uh, Mom, you're awake." Dong Xuebing smiled, looking outside.

Jiang's mother cared a lot about her son-in-law. Seeing him busy alone, brewing medicine and cooking, she became a little unhappy. "How come you're doing everything yourself, leaving nothing for your wife to do?"

"She's in the restroom."

"This girl, always so slow in everything."

"Hehe, it's okay, Mom, I can handle it."

"I'll talk to her later. This girl is too indifferent; she's never in a hurry for anything."

Meanwhile, the bathroom door clicked, and Jiang Fangfang walked slowly into the living room. "What's wrong, Mom?"

Jiang's mother complained, "I was just talking about you. Why do you let Xiaotao do everything?"

Jiang Fangfang calmly said, "I just used the bathroom and need to change clothes. I just got here. Mom, you should go, and I'll cook with Xiaotao."

"After you started working, you rarely come back. Make more medicine for a few days."

"I know. I'll make some extra for you."

"Yes, the housekeeper is too careless, not as meticulous as yours."

"You should freshen up. I'll close the door; the smell of the medicine has filled the room and is unpleasant."

The old lady turned and left, and Jiang Fangfang closed the kitchen door. She also turned on the range hood, but her kitchen hood was too old, and the power was not high, so it had little effect. Most of the medicinal smell still escaped through the window, and it was unknown where it went.

"Let me do it."

"You don't have to bother; I can handle it."

"What did my mom say to you?"

"Nothing, just complained that you're too slow."

Jiang Fangfang didn't say anything. She stirred the Chinese medicine in the pot.

The porridge pot with millet had also started boiling. Dong Xuebing adjusted the heat and glanced at her, reaching out to tentatively hold her hand. "What kind of staple food do you want?"

Jiang Fangfang didn't look at him and continued to brew the medicine. "Anything is fine."

"What do you usually eat at home?"

"Just porridge is enough. Both my mother and I don't eat much."

"Okay, I'll make a few boiled eggs."

"Sure, three or four will do. Don't make too many; we can't finish them."

"Got it. Where are the eggs?"

"In the cabinet under the window. I'll get them. You don't know."

Jiang Fangfang walked towards the window, and Dong Xuebing was still holding her hand. Naturally, he followed her, and she crouched down, single-handedly opening the cabinet door to get the eggs, handing one to Dong Xuebing.

Dong Xuebing took one.

Jiang Fangfang grabbed two.

Then, the two holding hands stood back in front of the stove, looking just like a married couple.