Qiao Lanshu walked over to take a look, curiously touching the sheepskin fleece.
It was winter, so they laid out the fleece-lined side. It felt soft and fluffy to the touch, ensuring they wouldn't be cold sleeping on it during the winter.
However, as soon as Qiao Lanshu heard it was waterproof, she felt a little embarrassed.
She shot Qin Yuanzheng a glance and said, "People usually only use this kind of waterproof fabric when they have kids at home. Why did you buy it?"
Besides, this kind of fabric was quite expensive. Buying such a large piece must have cost a lot of money.
Qin Yuanzheng came over and hugged her, his body temperature so hot it was almost scalding.
He nipped at Qiao Lanshu's ear and whispered, "Even if we don't have kids, newlyweds still need to use it, don't they?"
Who could blame him when his wife was made of water?
Qiao Lanshu blushed, truly not knowing what to say at this moment.
That night, Qin Yuanzheng deliberately cooked a lot of millet porridge for Qiao Lanshu, making her drink two bowls of it.
Before bed, he mixed a large cup of goat milk powder for his little wife, claiming that goat milk was nutritious and that Qiao Lanshu was too thin and small, so she needed to drink more to nourish herself.
Having been married to him for a while now, how could Qiao Lanshu not know what he was plotting?
But since she liked Qin Yuanzheng, she was willing to cooperate with him, so she obediently drank all the goat milk.
As for Qin Yuanzheng, in the eyes of outsiders, he was usually serious and cold.
But only Qiao Lanshu knew that he had some strange hobbies in certain aspects, which made her feel very embarrassed every time.
Like this waterproof cloth he had bought himself.
And how, every night, he always liked to make all kinds of soups and drinks for her to consume.
He felt this made things more exciting, giving his heart a tremendous sense of satisfaction.
The more uncomfortable Qiao Lanshu felt, the more impulsive he became...
That very night, the two of them tested out the newly bought waterproof cloth.
After testing it for over an hour, Qin Yuanzheng said to Qiao Lanshu with a straight face, "Wife, even though this cloth was a bit expensive, the waterproof effect is quite good. It was money well spent."
At this moment, Qiao Lanshu's face was as red as a tomato. She turned her head away and ignored him.
Qin Yuanzheng brought a pillow over and asked Qiao Lanshu in a low voice, "Does your waist hurt? Would it feel a little better if I propped it up with a pillow?"
As he spoke, he placed the pillow in his hands under Qiao Lanshu's waist.
......
Qiao Lanshu: "......"
Qiao Lanshu had just sighed in appreciation of Qin Yuanzheng's good intentions, but the very next moment, she realized his sinister motives.
......
In short, Qin Yuanzheng spent another colorful and fulfilling night.
The next morning, it was snowing heavily outside. The sky was just barely getting light when Qin Yuanzheng got up.
First, he washed the wet waterproof cloth clean, and then hung it up to dry on the balcony of the guest bedroom.
After all, in winter, the house was very dry with the heating on.
The freshly washed cloth would dry quickly.
After washing the waterproof cloth, he went to cook breakfast.
Last night, Qiao Lanshu had declared that she never wanted to eat millet porridge again!
Therefore, Qin Yuanzheng didn't cook porridge this morning. Instead, he took two sweet potatoes, washed, peeled, and chopped them into chunks, and put them in a pot. He added some water and pumpkin chunks to boil together. Once cooked, he added some brown sugar to the pot.
Afterwards, he used white flour, eggs, and shredded potatoes to pan-fry seven or eight potato pancakes.
Sweet potato soup paired with potato pancakes—this was today's breakfast.
His little wife liked sweet things, so the sweet potato soup was specially cooked for her.
He himself loved wheat-based foods, so he mainly ate the potato pancakes.
After making breakfast, he went to check on Qiao Lanshu.
Qiao Lanshu had already gotten off the heated brick bed. She was wearing a snug camisole and only panties on her legs. She was currently looking for her long johns to pull over her legs.
Then, sensing something, she glanced toward the door.
She saw Qin Yuanzheng standing there with his arms crossed, watching her with a smile.
Qiao Lanshu: "..."
Qiao Lanshu immediately pulled a long face, turned around, and put on her clothes with her back to him.
Qin Yuanzheng walked over, brought her thermal top and sweater, and said, "Wife, let me help you put them on. Look how tired you are."
The current relationship between Qin Yuanzheng and Qiao Lanshu could truly be described as sweet as honey.
He never knew he could like someone this much.
Liking her so much that he even wanted to kiss her feet when he saw them.
Qiao Lanshu let him help her put on her clothes. Then, she hesitated for a moment, looked at Qin Yuanzheng, and said with a blush, "I need to use the bathroom."
Qin Yuanzheng looked at her and whispered, "Go if you want to. Isn't the bathroom right there?"
Qiao Lanshu: "..."
Qiao Lanshu's face instantly turned beet red!
Wasn't she just used to asking?
She had subconsciously gotten used to it. Great, now Qin Yuanzheng was laughing at her again.
Blushing, Qiao Lanshu hurriedly ran inside and fiercely slammed the bathroom door shut.
Leaving Qin Yuanzheng standing there, laughing heartily.
During breakfast, Qiao Lanshu saw the sweet potato soup and, sure enough, happily ate an extra bowl.
Qin Yuanzheng silently watched her eat, thinking to himself that he would have to buy more brown sugar. The remaining amount wouldn't be enough for many more meals.
After finishing the sweet soup in her bowl, Qiao Lanshu said to Qin Yuanzheng, "By the way, Brother Zheng, do you remember that girl you helped at the train station the day before yesterday? Her sister is my coworker, and yesterday she asked me to inquire about Deng Weijun."
Qin Yuanzheng ate eight potato pancakes, then gathered the clean-swept bowls and chopsticks, preparing to take them to the sink to wash.
Hearing this, he asked, "What? Have they taken a liking to Deng Weijun?"
Qiao Lanshu: "My coworker thinks Weijun is quite nice and wanted to ask what type of girls he likes. If possible, she wants to arrange for them to meet."
Qin Yuanzheng listened to Qiao Lanshu calling him 'Weijun' with every breath, sounding quite intimate.
He wondered if they often saw each other since they worked in the same food factory.
Qin Yuanzheng pondered; Deng Weijun was in his twenties now, so it really was about time for him to get married, wasn't it?
His wife was only 18, a few years younger than that Deng Weijun. Two young people seeing each other every day...
Qin Yuanzheng immediately nodded and said, "Sure, I'll find some time today to go to my cousin's house and ask. It really is time for Deng Weijun to get married."
Since Qin Yuanzheng said he would help ask, Qiao Lanshu washed her hands of the matter.
After all, as a married woman, it wouldn't be appropriate for her to proactively ask Deng Weijun about such things.
She thought it would take at least until tomorrow to get an answer.
As a result, at noon, her cousin-in-law Deng Xiaozhen, who originally worked at the textile factory, came looking for her.
Deng Xiaozhen had heard about the matter and came specifically to find Qiao Lanshu, the 'matchmaker.'
She had long wanted to find a wife for Deng Weijun, but she just hadn't asked anyone to look into it yet.
Now that there was a suitable candidate, wasn't it just perfect timing?
