Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

Chapter 155 A pair of clay handprints
When I entered the house, I found that the stove had been filled with briquettes and the fire was not extinguished. The house was quite warm at the moment.

"Quite obedient."

Qin Huairu is an expert at running a household.

Not good at eating, lazy to cook, and always look like that no matter what I do.

Su Mu had previously told her to refill the stove and keep the fire going when she left.

When we got back at night, the stove was still burning.

Qin Huairu must have come over again during this period.

Otherwise, I would never be able to survive from afternoon to now.

When I entered the house and was about to take off my coat, I looked down and immediately felt dumbfounded.

The crotch is wet.

As if it had been soaked in water.

Fortunately, the night was dark and windy, and Su Mu was wearing dark pants, otherwise others would have thought that he had peed his pants.

"What's the matter?"

Su Mu knew what happened without even thinking about it.

I drank too much, and I wasn't drunk stupidly. I couldn't have vomited on my own.

First, I added another fire to the stove, and then turned down the damper.

This is called a stuffy stove.

It’s a technique that was almost lost after a few decades.

Then close the door and turn off the lights.

Su Mu instantly disappeared into the black-shrouded room.

In grandma’s small courtyard space.

Su Mu threw the cotton pants into the pulsator washing machine that integrated washing and drying.

This kind of thing cannot be explained clearly.

He couldn't leave the matter of starching and washing cotton pants to Qin Huairu.

Sitting cross-legged, Su Mu began to adjust his inner breath again, calling on the 'little mouse' that was gradually growing in his body.

A trace of dark blue mist suddenly appeared in the space, surrounding Su Mu.

If you look carefully, you can see that the mist is not surrounding it, but like a naughty child, it passes through Sumu's body as if it doesn't exist.

But every once in a while, the fog becomes less visible to the naked eye.

Then some more people will appear out of thin air in the space and continue to surround them.

It feels like a waterfall falling into a pool.

No matter how much it is consumed, it will remain a certain amount.

Su Mu himself didn't know about this situation.

Once his 'Nine Yang Divine Art' enters the cultivation state, he will completely forget himself and cannot be distracted by other things.

This is also the reason why he rarely practiced inner breath outside the space.

Always maintain keen insight and precautions, fearing that you will not be able to respond in time when encountering danger.

I do not know how long it has been.

Su Mu opened his eyes.

Only then did he realize belatedly that practicing the inner breath technique could actually effectively sober him up.

My consciousness is clear and my stomach is no longer uncomfortable.

Looking at the washing machine again, the settings have already been completed.

Take out the cotton pants and pat them a few times to make the cotton more fluffy.

Su Mu ducked out of the space.

In the space, Su Mu adjusted his breath for more than two hours at a time, while in the outside world, only a few minutes passed.

Since the golden finger in the underground cave space of Prince Chun Mansion was reactivated.

The spatial attributes have been upgraded to a certain extent.

Maybe it's also because he doesn't want to be stabbed in the back like before.

Getting in and out has become more convenient, at least with a millisecond improvement, which Su Mu is well aware of.

Secondly, there is a time difference between some areas in the space and the outside world.

This statement is not entirely correct.

It is the time difference between areas with different attributes in the space and the outside world that can be adjusted.

For now, the maximum is probably a 1:65 ratio.

Su Mu didn't know how this ratio was calculated, but it didn't prevent him from using it at will.

Su Mu adjusted the time in the villa to the maximum to use it for self-cultivation and rest.

Two hours in the villa and a few minutes in the outside world.

……

Yu Li rushed into the latrine.

It was freezing cold, but she felt hot all over.

I took off my pants and squatted in the pit, but my butt didn't even feel cold.

On the contrary, I feel that this is a way to cool down the heat.

The cheeks and ankles that had been scratched were the hottest, so hot that they felt like they were going to burn.

I took off my pants and didn't do anything for a long time, so I just left them there to cool down.

There was not a drop of urine left, it was all splashed on my pants.

Sitting on a strange man and peeing...

Let alone Su Mu, a strange man, even if it were his own man Yan Jiecheng, he would be embarrassed to death.

Yu Li wished she could just jump into the manure pit and suffocate herself to death.

How can I see people after this.

It's just that the latrine is not a place where she has been hiding for a long time.

In the end, he had no choice but to pull up his pants and return to the back room one step at a time.

Yan Jiecheng was sleeping soundly.

But as Yu Li opened the door and entered the house, the snoring stopped immediately.

Yu Li took off her cotton pants and took a thermos in the dark to pour water into the basin.

How could she go to bed without washing her.

"Daughter-in-law, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, go to sleep now."

Yan Jiecheng turned over and fell asleep again.

In the silent night, the only sound in the room was the splashing of Yu Li's water.

There were also a few faint sounds of Yan Jiecheng sniffing his nose.

Early the next morning.

Yu Li is still asleep.

After struggling for half the night yesterday, she was so excited that she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

The sky was polished before I fell asleep.

result……

Snapped!
Yu Li was slapped awake.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Jiecheng, whose eyes were about to pop out of his head. He raised his palm as if he was about to slap him down again.

Yu Li groaned, quickly turned her head to dodge, and pulled the quilt to protect her face.

The next moment, Yan Jiecheng pulled the quilt to the ground.

"You bitch, tell me, what did you do behind my back last night?"

Only then did Yu Li see that Yan Jiecheng was holding her own cotton pants in his other hand.

Yesterday, Yu Li was in a state of mind and her body was washed, but her cotton trousers were put on the horse and grilled by the stove.

When I saw Yan Jiecheng's raised cotton pants, there was a faint map...

Shame to death.

Hot face.

wrong.

"Yan Jiecheng, you, you hit me!"

"Bah! Even if I hit you lightly, who did you go to behind my back last night?"

"You bullshit."

Yu Li is not stupid.

Don't say that there is no such thing at all. Even if it is, it certainly cannot be admitted.

"I, I held back my urine last night, and before I even got up to the latrine, I couldn't hold it back..."

Yan Jiecheng was startled, looked down at his cotton pants, and then looked up at Yu Li who was sitting up on the bed.

Suddenly he became angry again.

"Stop talking nonsense! Look at you, your lip was bitten, and you are still talking to me."

"Yan Jiecheng, you bastard!"

Yu Li pursed her lips. Although she didn't know what she looked like, her lips were indeed a little scabbed and the corners of her mouth were a little swollen.

But Yu Li's mind was racing: "If I fell and hit the ground, I couldn't hold it in anymore."

After saying that, Yu Li cried aggrievedly.

She was really aggrieved, but it didn't match her explanation at all.

But Yan Jiecheng doesn’t know.

He is a bit of a henpecker.

In this family, there is usually a slight balance between strong women and weak men.

When Yu Li cried, he immediately became a little angry.

I thought about it in my mind.

That's right. How can an adult, not a three-year-old child, still be able to hold back his urine?

It’s just that my wife is so handsome. When I wake up in the morning and see her like that, my forehead feels hot...

Alas, I blame myself for being too anxious.

"Daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law...that and everything, it's all my fault, I wrongly blamed you..."

Yan Jiecheng knew that he could correct his mistakes and immediately changed his face.

Yu Li was slapped and frightened again early in the morning. Seeing that the matter was finally over, her heart tightened and she felt a sense of grievance.

Tears fell down patter.Yan Jiecheng suddenly panicked.

He threw his cotton pants to the end of the bed and quickly sat on the edge of the bed to comfort his wife.

"Bring me the quilt, you're going to freeze me to death."

Yan Jiecheng quickly picked up the quilt on the ground.

After all this trouble, Yu Li couldn't sleep.

And it’s time to get up.

I have to go to work in the factory later.

Yan Jiecheng began to fetch water and mix it with hot water, preparing to help his wife wash her face.

The slap marks on Yu Li's face are clearly visible.

Yan Jiecheng felt guilty when he saw it.

I was still too impulsive.

Yu Li pulled the cotton pants over and took off the outer pants.

Frowning slightly.

Water marks on trousers can be washed away, even cotton trousers, but they need to be disassembled and washed.

Otherwise the map will always be there.

Although she has no children, she has plenty of experience in washing clothes.

Female workers in textile factories still have this common sense.

Fortunately, the cotton pants were completely dry after a night of baking.

Get dressed first.

Muttering in my mind, I put on my cotton pants and sweater.

I got out of bed and took out a new pair of trousers from the cabinet. I put on my socks first, stuffed the cotton trousers into the socks, and put on my outer trousers.

At this time, Yan Jiecheng also mixed the hot water, but he didn't wash it first.

Early in the morning, I was confused and hit my wife, so she had to be attentive.

Yan Jiecheng looked like a bitch.

Yu Li was as arrogant as a swan. She rolled her eyes at Yan Jiecheng and started to wash up.

Half of his face was indeed burning, not because of shame, but because of Yan Jiecheng's fan.

"You're going to die, so hard."

Yu Li kicked Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng was cheerful and full of apologies, but he was not annoyed either.

Taking the water that Yu Li used to wash her face, she started washing her face.

Yu Li picked up the cotton-padded jacket hanging behind the door and put it on.

"I'm going to dad's place. When you're done, hurry over and have dinner..."

Not finished.

Yan Jiecheng was stunned when his face was wet.

Then he rushed towards him with a lunge and raised his palm.

Snapped!
bang.

Yu Li received another slap on the left side of her face.

It was the other cheek just now, but this time it was even more cruel.

After all, getting slapped while lying down is different from getting slapped while standing.

Being slapped while standing makes it easier for the other person to exert more force.

Yu Li was stunned by the slap. She didn't pay attention and tripped over Mazha.

Turn your head and open your mouth to curse.

However, Yan Jiecheng pointed at himself and his lips trembled, and he was so anxious that he could not speak.

The eye sockets are red and the eyeballs are bloodshot...

Any man who seizes the real thing in his wife's cupboard will probably be in this state.

"You, you, what else do you have to say!"

"Yan Jiecheng, you are crazy!"

Yu Li got up and picked up the coal hook.

I just explained everything and kept it secret.

My aunt is not afraid of you now.

Yan Jiecheng rushed forward and grabbed the coal hook with Yu Li.

Although Yu Li is not short, there is no way a woman is as strong as a man.

Not only was the coal hook taken away, but another slap followed.

Snapped!
"Ah... Yan Jiecheng, I can't survive this life. I want a divorce. I want to divorce you!"

Yan Jiecheng's eyes were dazed for a second, but suddenly became firm again.

"Just leave, that's what the new society doesn't like now. In the past, a bitch like you would have been imprisoned in a pig cage long ago..."

"Yan Jiecheng, don't slander good people."

"Bah! You have the nerve to say you are a good person, shameless thing, bah."

Yu Li was stunned.

Yan Jiecheng said so confidently that Yu Li didn't know why, but she couldn't help but feel guilty.

Looking at him bitterly.

But she found that Yan Jiecheng was looking at her with cold eyes, without any trace of his usual love.

I saw him stretching out his finger and pointing at his chest.

Yu Li lowered her head and looked.

Well, Su Mu is a martial arts practitioner.

Being drunk is harmful to the body, and the body's protective mechanism automatically activates to speed up the metabolism of alcohol...

While walking on the road, the external environment is biting with cold wind, and the body will naturally not let the pores of Su Mu sweat.

There will be cold air taking advantage of the situation.

Therefore, the palms and soles of the feet become the base for metabolizing alcohol.

To put it in layman's terms, Su Mu's palms were sweating when he fell.

When my hands hit the ground, they were stained with dust and sweat mixed with the smell of alcohol. The dust turned into a layer of mud...

In the middle of the night, Yu Li returned home and deliberately did not turn on the light.

This trace has been preserved ever since.

In Yan Jiecheng's opinion.

I could barely understand the previous explanation.

My lips were not bruised by being kissed too hard, and my pants were not wet by doing that...

But he fell down and got two slap marks.

There's no need to explain this.

Now Yan Jiecheng not only has the consciousness of green grass growing on his head, but also has the kind of intelligence that has been completely thrown to the ground, and he is also embarrassed and angry by Yu Li's foot.

Yu Li was dumbfounded.

What's going on with Sumu? Why is there still mud on my hands?

It was originally an accident.

What can we do now? If the yellow mud falls into the manure pit, it will become shit as well as shit.

Even though my body was covered with mouths, I couldn't explain why I jumped into the Yellow River.

"Yan Jiecheng, I didn't do anything, believe it or not."

After saying the next word, Yu Li turned around and slammed the door and left.

Yan Jiecheng's eyes flashed with confusion, and he wanted to take a step, but in the end he remained motionless.

After a while, he sighed heavily and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Even though he desperately wanted to be able to explain that the palm print on Yu Li's chest was just an accident...

However, I am reluctant to give up, not stupid.

I ran out in the middle of the night.

When I came back, I washed myself. My pants were wet, my mouth was chewed, the corners of my mouth were swollen, and there were two big handprints on the clothes on my chest...

The evidence is conclusive, even if Bao Qingtian comes, he will not be able to overturn the case.

Yan Jiecheng couldn't convince himself.

For a man, if something like this happens to his wife, let him straighten up in the workplace or in this yard.

"Boss, are you up? We went over to eat."

"Well, here we come."

The third aunt came to call for help.

I usually go over to eat by myself when the time comes, but now it’s no time and I haven’t moved yet.

Aren't you afraid of going to work late?
The third aunt turned around and went back, muttering to herself.

Could it be that he was tired from thinking about holding his grandson as soon as possible?
Counting on his fingers, Yu Li had been married into the Yan family for half a year, so it was time for her belly to respond.

The third aunt went back happily and helped the children to eat.

After a while, Yan Jiecheng opened the cotton curtain and entered the house with a sullen face.

"Brother, where is sister-in-law?"

Yan Jiefang looked behind Yan Jiecheng and asked.

There are rules in the Yan family: if everyone is not present, no action should be taken. If the elders do not move their chopsticks, the younger ones cannot move first.

These are the rules.

"She...she has something to do at her workplace, so she needs to leave first."

"You don't want to have breakfast? How can that be okay?"

The third aunt is still thinking about having her grandson.

Being hungry without breakfast is not conducive to pregnancy.

Yan Jiecheng sat down without saying a word.

Doesn't this rub salt into your own wounds?

"Eat, eat quickly. After eating, those who should go to work will go to work, and those who should go to school will go to school."

Yan Bugui waved his hand holding the chopsticks.

The Yan family's breakfast can begin.

(End of this chapter)