28: Chapter 28 Aren’t you sleeping?_1 28: Chapter 28 Aren’t you sleeping?_1 When Qiao Duo’er brought the food back, Hu’s Clan had also started cooking.
Outside, still helping were Da Ya and Er Ya, but Tan Zhengyuan was holed up at home.
Qiao Duo’er’s contempt for the man grew even stronger.
His wife and child were extremely busy, and he couldn’t even be bothered to take a look.
Hmph, such a man should have been dragged out and hacked to death by random blades long ago!
Yet, this piece of trash actually managed to get married and even have children; the world really made no sense!
After lunch, Qiao Duo’er washed the pots and pans, then cut off a piece of fat to rub the pot with, eliminating not only the metallic taste but also preventing rust.
After rubbing it with lard and rinsing it with water, it was clean.
Having wiped out the pot, she broke out into a sweat again.
Thinking of the human flesh fan at home, she hurried into the room.
Zheng Hong dutifully made way for Qiao Duo’er and conscientiously picked up the palm leaf fan.
With yesterday’s experience, Qiao Duo’er made no fuss and lay down next to him.
The man proved to be quite dependable.
Though…
it might also be due to his inconvenient leg.
Zheng Hong was very happy to fan Qiao Duo’er, and with concern, he said, “Duo’er, you should sleep for a while.”
Qiao Duo’er nodded.
The gentle breeze was comfortable, and not long after, she felt drowsy and accidentally dozed off.
When she opened her eyes again, Zheng Hong was still fanning.
That is to say, he hadn’t stopped while she was asleep and had been watching her the whole time.
Uh…
Wouldn’t looking at this face cause indigestion?
The key point was that Zheng Hong could actually watch for so long!
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Qiao Duo’er said, “Why don’t you sleep for a while?”
“I lie in bed all day without moving; how can I possibly fall asleep?” Zheng Hong said lightly.
“Didn’t you spend all morning weaving things?
I’ll get up now, you sleep.”
After speaking, Qiao Duo’er’s nose suddenly twitched.
The stench of sweat penetrated her nostrils.
Ah, the hardships of summer, especially with a disabled person lying in bed at home all day.
She just couldn’t stand it.
She went to Sun Erhu’s Home and brought back a pot of hot water, to which she added some peppermint leaves.
After letting the water cool down a bit, she wiped down her half of the bed first.
Once the wiped area dried, she changed the water and let Zheng Hong clean himself before moving him onto a clean mat.
Then she wiped down his side of the bed.
With all this effort, both the bed and the person on it finally felt fresh and even carried a hint of peppermint fragrance.
“Give me the bedsheets, I’ll wash them.”
Qiao Duo’er pointed at the sheet wrapped around Zheng Hong.
Zheng Hong hesitated; maybe he should keep what he was covered with?
That would be too embarrassing…
Qiao Duo’er pursed her lips and tore off a piece of the newly bought cotton cloth for him.
The corner of Zheng Hong’s eye twitched.
Could this really be okay?
“You might as well bring me a piece of clothing,” he said.
Zheng Hong pointed at the wardrobe, and Qiao Duo’er nodded, immediately doing as he suggested.
But even so, Zheng Hong still felt awkward.
Qiao Duo’er silently thought that she needed to make a couple of special trousers for Zheng Hong; otherwise, it always seemed odd.
It was probably around two o’clock, and the sun was still scorching outside.
Qiao Duo’er had no choice but to carry the water back and sit on the threshold to wash clothes.
This journey through time…
came with a bit of pitifulness.