"Stop it, I’m going to wash my face!"
Yang Ming always wanted to hug her. Who knows what it would be like when her body got better.
Xiaoxiao, feeling embarrassed, broke free and trotted out the door to freshen up in the outer room.
Yang Ming watched his wife’s retreating figure, his lips involuntarily curling into a smile. He touched his own face, thinking that perhaps smiling more often wouldn’t be such a bad idea.
After freshening up, Xiaoxiao brought the food into the room, "Have you eaten yet?"
"..." How deeply had she slept? Yang Ming had eaten and taken his medicine without her knowing at all.
"Then you go lie down on the kang; I’ll eat first."
Xiaoxiao was really hungry. She set the table on the kang and started to devour her food, completely disregarding any ladylike image.
Yang Ming sat by her side on the kang after climbing up, watching his wife eat and occasionally wiping her mouth, "Eat slowly, don’t choke."
Only then did Xiaoxiao realize how unladylike her eating was. Seeing Yang Ming wipe her mouth, her face was all smiles, feeling great to have a husband, "Hmm."
After eating, Xiaoxiao quickly washed up the dishes and began tidying up the house. Only after everything was in order did she sit down at the table to groom herself.
Yang Ming leaned back on the kang, watching his busy wife with a heart full of affection. It was a relief to see her finally sit down to rest, but then she started applying makeup and fixing her hair, "Wife, you’re the most beautiful in my eyes. No need for makeup."
Upon hearing this, Xiaoxiao paused for a moment, then continued applying her makeup while saying, "At first, I did it for you, wanting you to see me at my best, to fall for me."
Hearing this, Yang Ming felt a warm surge in his heart, realizing she had especially done it for him, that she had made many changes and efforts for him.
But he hoped that she would live according to her own desires rather than changing for him, "Wife, now that you know I like you, you don’t need to wear makeup."
"I don’t want to!" Xiaoxiao pouted.
Xiaoxiao looked at Yang Ming and said, "Now I feel that taking care of my appearance is a basic respect for others, an attitude towards life, it’s politeness."
"..." Attitude towards life, politeness? His wife always spoke sensibly; indeed, one shouldn’t appear slovenly.
Although Yang Ming was afraid that others might be taken by her beauty, as long as she was happy, it was fine, "Yes, you are right."
It didn’t take long for Xiaoxiao to finish grooming herself, and she got up to move the lounger, which was quite heavy. She lifted the lounger slowly and carefully moved across the room.
"Wife, why are you moving it? It’s so heavy. Put it down," Yang Ming quickly spoke up from the kang upon seeing his wife’s struggle.
While moving in small, struggling steps, Xiaoxiao said, "Husband, it’s almost noon, go outside and get some sunshine."
She had finished speaking and had already gone out.
Yang Ming immediately stood up, dressed, and followed her out.
Xiaoxiao positioned the lounger in the middle of the courtyard, where it could catch the sunlight. Seeing Yang Ming come out, she said, "Husband, come here, lay down here."
Xiaoxiao then went back inside and brought out a small blanket, draping it over Yang Ming, "There, Husband, you can now close your eyes and relax, and feel the warmth of the sun."
Yang Ming, following his wife’s instructions, slowly closed his eyes. It wasn’t just the warmth of the sun he felt, but the warmth his wife brought him.