sweet wife little confused

Chapter 38 Punishment
"Why are you disturbing my sleep?" An Xiu'er rolled his eyes at him, and got up from the straw, angrily hating his behavior just now. She wanted to ignore him, but she accidentally found him dripping wet, so she couldn't help asking : "Why are you wet?"

"Go outside and get wet." Zhang Zhenan replied casually, but his eyes were on her.

"It's raining so much, what are you doing outside?" An Xiu'er asked again, she guessed that he might want to go fishing, so her tone gradually softened, just don't open your eyes, and reminded me angrily : "It rained heavily yesterday. At this time, the river must be flooded. Your small fishing boat can't stand such a storm."

"I'm not going fishing, I'm looking for you." Zhang Zhenan replied quietly.

"Why are you looking for me?" An Xiu'er then looked up at him, and said, "I'm fine at home, where should you look for it?"

"I didn't tell you to wash up and go eat. Who told you to hide here and sleep? You even threw away your shoes!" Zhang Zhenan got angry when he thought of it, and said, "You said I was the head of the family last time, you listened to me." My, it's not been a few days, I asked you to eat, and you didn't go."

"You don't listen to me, why should I listen to you?" An Xiu'er sneered, and said with a stiff neck: "I love to eat, if I don't eat, I don't eat, you don't care!"

"I don't care about you, do I? Just wait and see if I don't deal with you well!"

Zhang Zhen'an's face was dark, his face was full of anger, and he was very angry. He didn't understand why his usually gentle and submissive little wife suddenly turned into a little wild cat with fried fur. He looked around for something to punish him. she.

Remembering that An Xiu'er was most afraid of being beaten, he first took a blowing torch from the stove, and raised it high, An Xiu'er thought that he had offended him, so she closed her eyes in fright, but he was Throw away the blowtorch and replace it with a thinner wooden stick.

With this look in front of her, he threw away the wooden stick and replaced it with a thin firewood. He used the thin firewood to pump his hand, and felt a little pain, so he again Throw it away and replace it with a twig.

An Xiuer watched his movements curiously, watched him throw away the twig, and tore a straw from under her body. He removed the branches and leaves around the straw, leaving only a core of straw in the middle, and then took Seeing the straw core waving in front of An Xiu'er, and pulling An Xiu'er's palm, En said fiercely: "Do you know what's wrong?"

An Xiu'er didn't speak, he sneered and said, "If you don't admit your mistake, I will punish you!"

"Up to you!" An Xiu'er looked at him without fear, watched him raise the straw high, then scratched her palm lightly, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts so much, my palms are red." She suppressed a smile, and handed her white palms in front of him, "Look."

"It's really red. I'm a little harder. You have to be obedient next time." He held her hand and blew gently. Although there were no traces on it, he looked distressed. very realistic.

"It's you who want to listen to me." An Xiu'er withdrew her hand, and said with an aggrieved face: "I said I wanted to save money to repair the house, but you are not happy, because you think I dislike the poor and love the rich, so you ignore me for a few days. Well, the house is leaking, let's see where you live tonight."

"How did I know that this house is so weak? Besides, I never thought that you dislike the poor and love the rich." Zhang Zhenan quickly explained.

"You don't think I hate the poor and love the rich, so why did you ignore me for a few days? I talked to you, but you ignored me." An Xiu'er turned her head away, the more she thought about it, the more wronged she became.

"I didn't ignore you. I was in a bad mood and neglected you. Can I apologize to you?" Zhang Zhenan held her shoulders and looked at her.

"You have no reason, why are you in a bad mood?" An Xiu'er looked up at him, and said: "Could it be that you are in a bad mood when you have food, clothing and a place to live on weekdays, oh, it's raining heavily today, and the house is leaking. Are you feeling better?"

Zhang Zhen'an felt that this little woman was usually very talkative, but it was not easy to fool her. He didn't know how to explain it to her, so he simply didn't explain it. He just confessed to her blindly: "I was wrong."

"What's wrong with you?" An Xiu'er asked him again.

Zhang Zhen'an stopped talking, and his patience was limited. If she continued to chatter about this matter later, he would stop coaxing her.

But An Xiu'er saw that he didn't speak, but she didn't ask any more. She just added a handful of firewood to the stove, then stood up, took a small stool, put it on the stove mouth, and said: "Okay, you Don’t tell me, I won’t ask you any more, see you are wet, sit here and warm yourself by the fire.”

Zhang Zhen'an obediently sat over, not understanding that she just asked him aggressively, but suddenly stopped asking, she stopped asking, and he wanted her to ask a few more questions, what kind of disease is this?

Seeing that his hair was a little wet, An Xiu'er reached out to untie his hair tie, stood behind him, and combed his hair with her hands.

Zhang Zhenan's heart gradually calmed down, and he explained to her slowly: "I didn't find you just now, and I found your shoes in the yard. I thought you committed suicide by throwing yourself into the water, so I went to Yuezhang's house, and then hurried to I searched by the river, the river was too rough, I thought you were swept away by the river, I didn't dare to go down to search, and I returned home disheartened, I didn't expect you to be sleeping leisurely."

"Then what would you do if I really fell into the water?" An Xiu'er found a clean handkerchief, and asked Yingying while wiping his hair.

"What else can I do? I will work hard to save money and marry another one."

Zhang Zhen'an's calm tone made An Xiu'er angry, she threw the veil into his hand, and said: "You wipe it off yourself."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Zhenan held the handkerchief in his hand, and was a little confused for a moment.

"What did you say? So in your heart, I'm just an ordinary daughter-in-law who was married with money?" An Xiu'er looked at him angrily, her eyes were a little red.

"Isn't it?" Zhang Zhen'an took the veil, thought for a while, and said with a puzzled expression, "That's how it is."

An Xiu'er was stunned, she thought for a while, she was indeed the daughter-in-law he married with money, but she always felt that something was wrong, and she felt uncomfortable, but she couldn't find any words to refute, so she just stood there in a daze. In situ, he dropped the golden bean aggrieved.

Seeing her crying, he was also a little stunned, and then he remembered his little wife and couldn't help being teased, so he turned his head and asked her, "Who do you want to be to me?"

"I don't know." An Xiu'er shook her head, but in fact she always thought that she should be the most important person in his heart, and suddenly found that she could be replaced at any time, she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"Forget it." An Xiu'er wiped away her tears suddenly, walked forward again, picked up the handkerchief in his hand, and continued to wipe his hair.

"Aren't you angry?" Zhang Zhenan asked her.

"Why am I angry?" An Xiu'er tried her best to open her mouth, smiled back at him, and said: "Marrying a man, marrying a man, dressing and eating, you can satisfy me with these two points, I should be very happy, how can you I'm angry with you, it was my fault just now."

"Your position in my heart may be replaced at any time, and you are not angry?" She cared for him and thought of him everywhere on weekdays, but today, her indifferent attitude made him a little suspicious. Is there any self.

An Xiu'er's hands paused, but she said, "I won't commit suicide by throwing myself into the water. If I'm still alive, won't the most important person in your heart always be me?"

Zhang Zhenan didn't speak. He really didn't know how to answer this question.

Although An Xiu'er didn't see his expression, she knew that something was wrong with him, she quickly changed the subject, and said: "I just said it casually, obviously, your parents should be the most important in my heart Bar."

"By the way, can I ask about your past? Why did you suddenly appear in Qingshui Village?" An Xiu'er asked softly.

The atmosphere stagnated for a moment, and after a long time, Zhang Zhenan replied in a deep voice: "You don't need to worry about these things, as long as you know, I am now in Qingshui Village."

"But..." An Xiu'er was a little cautious, she thought about it, and said, "I'm afraid that you will leave suddenly if you appear suddenly."

"Tell me, you won't leave suddenly, right?"

Zhang Zhen'an was slightly taken aback, he knew that the answer she wanted was just a one-sentence matter, but he still thought about it seriously for a while before he said two words: "No."

"That's good." An Xiu'er felt relieved, and she didn't ask any other questions.

Although she is not a very smart person, she never asked him too much about his past affairs. Today, I have come here, so I only asked a few more questions. Although she was also very curious, she still endured it, anyway. If he wanted to say it, he would say it without her asking.

The atmosphere condensed again, Zhang Zhenan took off his coat and put it on his hands to bake, while An Xiu'er scooped hot water from the pot to soak her feet.

"Do you still have shoes?" he asked.

An Xiu'er shook her head, "It's not dry even after washing."

He stood up, took back the shoes and socks she had left to dry in the corridor, and helped her roast them on the fire.

The firewood was crackling, and the basin of water was hot and cold again. An Xiu'er put her bare, white feet on the edge of the basin. Zhang Zhenan helped her dry her shoes and socks while saying, "Sit over here, so you don't have to wait." Catch a cold."

Seeing that she was sitting still on the chair, he put down the things in his hands, and carried her to the stove, including the person and the chair. The fire in the stove was neither too big nor too small. She lowered her head, and the light of the fire shone on her face , I couldn't see her expression clearly.

After a long time, her shoes and socks were finally dry. Zhang Zhenan handed them to her, put on the freshly dried clothes himself, and said, "You didn't eat this morning, so I'll bring you the porridge. Heat it up."

She put on her shoes and socks silently, and responded silently to what he said.

He brought the porridge back, found a bamboo stick, and steamed it on the hot water. It was raining a little, and the weather was getting cold again. The two of them just sat at the stove and warmed themselves, neither of them spoke.

(End of this chapter)