Daily Life in the 70s-Chapter 75 - Late Rising

Embarrassed, she immediately turned the mirror face down on the table.

What was she thinking, comparing herself to flowers and plants nourished by rainwater and blooming robustly?

She rubbed her face with her hand.

How was she supposed to face anyone looking like this?

This made her feel a little suffocated.

At that moment, the door opened.

“You’re up?

Wouldn’t you sleep a little longer?” It was Shen Yiguang, who had come in with a washbasin.

Yang PeiMin turned and gave him a glance, noting that after having caused a stir for most of the night, he still woke up early and looked quite refreshed and radiant as if he was glowing, and there was a discernible smile in his eyes.

She couldn’t help but gape at him; his energy was just too good.

Shen Yiguang set down the items and came over, gently stroking the top of her hair and asking softly, “How are you feeling today?

Still in pain?”

Yang PeiMin’s cheeks turned red, and she turned her face away, “It hurts!”

Guilt crossed Shen Yiguang’s face.

Knowing her frailty, he hadn’t controlled himself properly, with eagerness and recklessness, neglecting her feelings.

“I went to the clinic this morning to get some ointment for blood circulation and bruise healing.

Shall I apply some for you?”

Yang PeiMin quickly shook her head.

“No need.” That would be too embarrassing.

“Don’t be stubborn.

I checked this morning; you did get hurt a bit.

If it doesn’t heal quickly, how will you walk?” Shen Yiguang coaxed.

“Then I’ll do it myself.”

“Can you see it?”

Yang PeiMin glared fiercely at him.

“Put the stuff down and get out!”

Shen Yiguang immediately apologized and then leaned down, face to face with her, his tone intimate and earnest, “Minmin, we are husband and wife, destined to support each other for life.

We can’t be this awkward when our child is born.

I was wrong last night for not being attentive.

I’ll be gentler later, I promise I won’t hurt you, okay?”

Yang PeiMin lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, her lips tightly pressed, saying nothing.

Shen Yiguang kissed the corner of her lips and chuckled softly, “Or do you want me to carry you up?”

“Shen Yiguang.”

“Hmm?”

“Have you always been such a smooth talker?”

“No, it’s just that when the emotions are strong, the words hidden in my subconscious naturally slip out when I’m facing you.”

“Hmph…”

Minmin finally agreed and let him apply the medicine to her wound.

She could feel the burning pain even without him saying anything, and she could imagine how much she wanted to die whenever she walked.

Compared to that, she’d rather embarrass herself in front of Shen Yiguang alone, thankfully his touch was gentle as he said, and it didn’t cause a secondary injury.

She finally understood the purpose of the basin of water he brought in.

But after finishing up, she noticed that his forehead was actually covered in sweat and his body seemed somewhat tense, so she couldn’t help but cast a couple of glances below him…

“What are you looking at, Minmin?” Shen Yiguang raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile.

Yang PeiMin turned her head away, feeling a bit guilty, “Nothing.”

Shen Yiguang’s eyes darkened, then he said, “I’ll fetch another basin of water for you, wash your face first, then we can have breakfast.”

Upon hearing this, Yang PeiMin became somewhat restless, “Is that really okay?

I woke up so late that I didn’t even prepare breakfast, and now I need you to bring water for me to wash my face.

Won’t your parents mind?”

“What’s the big deal, you’re not feeling well.

Don’t worry, I’ve already spoken to them.

You can rest a bit after breakfast and then get up,” Shen Yiguang assured her as he sat down on the kang bed, “We’ll go out once you feel better.”

Yang PeiMin couldn’t help feeling a bit ashamed, and her face burned even more as she thought about it, “You…

What exactly did you tell them?

If you said I’m feeling unwell, wouldn’t they guess?”

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Shen Yiguang chuckled, “What can we do?”

What can we do?

Can we really go and explain to everyone?

Yang PeiMin let out a sigh, lay back down on the kang bed, and decided to play up her discomfort even more.

She waved to Shen Yiguang, “Go ahead, bring the stuff in.”

Shen Yiguang shook his head with a smile, couldn’t help but reach out again to caress her head, “Alright, you rest.”

Then he walked out.

Chen Guizhi happened to see her son leaving the room and couldn’t help but approach and ask, “Your wife’s awake?”

“She’s awake, but she can’t get off the kang, I’m bringing her some water.”

“You mean she can’t get off the kang?

You scoundrel!” Chen Guizhi couldn’t help but slap him, then urgently lowered her voice to scold, “How could you not be gentler?

It’s wicked.

Hurry and bring the nutritious soup from the kitchen for your wife to drink.”

Shen Yiguang acknowledged her.

Chen Guizhi, still concerned, followed her son into the kitchen.

“Stoke the fire in the stove a bit more, don’t let your wife catch a cold in this freezing weather”

After speaking, she glanced at her son, who was scooping soup without meat, and advised again, “You should scoop up the chicken meat too; how can just the soup be enough?

Get another bowl for it, and bring it all to her.”

“She won’t be able to finish it all, the chicken meat isn’t tasty after stewing in the soup, the congee for breakfast is really good, and I know she likes it—it’s well-prepared with plenty of meat.

I’ll also take a couple of eggs for her, that should be about enough,” Shen Yiguang explained to his mother as he had observed that his wife ate little and was fussy with food, he didn’t know how she developed such bad habits.

Food was scarce these days, yet she still found fatty meat too greasy, and she picked off the chicken skin as well.

She truly didn’t know how to live.

But perhaps it was exactly this pampering that gave her such soft and tender skin.

Thinking of this, Shen Yiguang felt a warm affection.

“What’s going on with you, Yiguang?

What’s wrong with your wife that she needs people to serve her water and meals?” Shen Yidong walked in, his gaze sweeping over what Shen Yiguang was holding, then settling on Chen Guizhi’s face.

“Mother, you shouldn’t spoil her too much; no other daughter-in-law is like hers, it would disgrace our Shen family if word got out.”

Chen Guizhi quickly pulled her along, “You just keep quiet.

She’s really not feeling well, and our family isn’t the kind that mistreats daughters-in-law.

On her first day joining our family, she’s encountered this, so we ought to be more caring.”

“Mom, you’re too soft-hearted.

What if she’s pretending to avoid taking care of our family?” she said, casting a glance at Shen Yiguang, “Or did you two get carried away last night and couldn’t get up?”