Chapter 30 New Shoes

The next day, Mu Zhiyuan went to town early in the morning, leaving Yun Wan alone at home. After tidying up the house, he warmed the leftover meal in the pot, so that at noon Mu Zhiyuan can eat when he comes back from the town.

Then he found out the clothes that Mu Zhiyuan had changed. The sun was shining today, and it was easy to dry after washing.

It's just that Yunwan didn't dare to take the clothes to the river to wash, for fear of running into Er Chunniang and the others again, but fortunately the water tank was full, which was enough for washing clothes.

Just like that, Yun Wan was basking in the sun in the yard, and carefully washed her clothes. Mu Zhiyuan treated her very well, and there was nothing she could do for him, so she must let him eat well and dress well.

When Mu Zhiyuan came back, Yun Wan's clothes had already been washed, and she was struggling to wring them dry.

"Are you back? Are you hungry? The rice is in the pot."

Yun Wan twisted her clothes as hard as she could, and told Mu Zhiyuan that there was food in the pot in case he was hungry.

But Mu Zhiyuan's attention was not on the food, but on Yun Wan's red hands.

Jian Mei frowned, grabbed the clothes in Yun Wan's hand and threw them back into the tub with some force, then pulled Yun Wan into the room without saying a word.

It was the first time Yunwan saw Mu Zhiyuan like this, she didn't know why he was angry, but she knew that she could hardly breathe because of his aura.

Mu Zhiyuan pressed Yun Wan on the edge of the kang, seeing that Yun Wan's flustered eyes were full of steam, obviously terrified, all his anger disappeared immediately.

He squatted down, took Yun Wan's cold little hand and put it on his neck, and asked with some reproach: "Why don't you boil some hot water and wash it?"

"Fei, Fei Chai..."

Although Mu Zhiyuan's expression had returned to normal, and his fierce aura had been withdrawn, Yun Wan still had lingering fears.

"Then do you think firewood is more important to me or your hands?"

Mu Zhiyuan was dumbfounded by Yunwan's word "Fei Chai". There is as much firewood as you want on the mountain, and it's not even worth the money, so you're afraid of fees?

Chai is more important or her hands are more important?Yun Wan didn't dare to say anything, but she really decided in her heart that firewood is more important. This is not only because of her previous experience, but also because she feels that Mu Zhiyuan is already very tired from hunting and carrying water every day, so the firewood should be appropriate. Save some.

Seeing that Yun Wan didn't reply for a long time, Mu Zhiyuan knew in his heart that this girl must think that Mu Zhiyuan had taken a fancy to those broken pieces of wood, wanted to be angry but couldn't bear to scare her, but he was indeed angry in his heart, he Didn't she notice the kindness to her?
For a moment, the whole room was terribly quiet. To Yun Wan, this kind of silence was simply the ultimate torture.

"I, I...my hand is important..."

Because of his lack of confidence, his voice became smaller and smaller, if it wasn't for Mu Zhiyuan's hearing loss, he would not be able to hear.

"You...a silly girl!"

The depression in Mu Zhiyuan's heart can only be digested on his own, and he has nothing to do but accept his fate.

Yun Wan pouted a little unconvinced, is she stupid?is she stupid
Naturally, Mu Zhiyuan didn't miss Yun Wan's subtle expression, feeling angry and funny, he sighed and took out a pair of embroidered shoes from his bosom, and helped Yun Wan put them on, with a doting look on his face as if treating his own child.

"Go down and see if it fits."

Mu Zhiyuan urged Yun Wan to take a few steps, but Yun Wan looked at the shoes in a daze. If she remembered correctly, these were her first new pair of shoes.

(End of this chapter)

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