Chapter 1235: Chapter 1235: Forbidden Fruit
"Let me go instead."
"No need, I can manage myself. You go out and have fun with my sister-in-law."
Jing Chu arrived at Jiang Xinyu’s house, pulled bedding from the cabinet—there were two bedsheets, stored in a snakeskin bag with mothballs inside, so they were fine. Jing Chu hung them directly on the rope outside. There were also two kids’ beddings, which must belong to Shi Jing and Feifei; they definitely can’t use them now.
However, Tingting and Shi Xian should be able to use them, which means they only lack Shi Jing and Feifei’s, as well as Master Shang’s.
Went to the side chamber and opened the cabinet to see a set of bedding, which must have been used by Master Shang; need to prepare two more bedsheets.
Thinking to lock the door directly and head out to the supply store.
The shop assistant recognized Jing Chu, having seen her yesterday; mainly because this girl was too noticeable.
She went directly to the back to find She Xiaoyun.
"Aunt She, Aunt Jiang’s house is missing two sets of bedding; Shi Jing and Feifei have grown, the old bedding can’t be used."
"I only have fabric, not cotton, it’s okay, I’ll call Pan Xiulan to have her buy from the textile factory."
"Alright, approximately how much will it cost?"
"Haha, you don’t need to worry about this, go on, when they’re ready, come over the day after tomorrow to pick them up."
Jing Chu said goodbye to She Xiaoyun and left. She bought matches, toilet paper, and salt.
Come tomorrow to buy soy sauce, vinegar, and have my brother buy the grains; as for vegetables, we can wait a few days before preparing them.
She Xiaoyun dialed Pan Xiulan’s number.
"Sister."
"Xiao Pan, can you help me prepare cotton for two bedsheets, they need four pounds for the quilt and two pounds for the bedsheet."
"Alright. When do you need it?"
"Bring it over after work today, I’m going to get fabric now and will find someone to make them."
"Sister, why make bedding at this time?"
"Xinyu is coming back, though it’ll take a few days, but her family doesn’t have enough bedding; need to get it done asap before they arrive."
"Xinyu is coming back?"
"Yeah, she’s currently in the capital, it’ll take a few days before she returns; we’ll definitely get to see her then."
"Alright, I’ll go prepare." Pan Xiulan happily put down the phone, just in time to see Yao Shimin coming in.
"Vice Factory Director Yao, Xinyu is returning."
"How did you know?"
"Secretary She just called to ask for twelve pounds of cotton to make bedding, that’s how I knew."
"Haha, Xiao Jiang is finally coming back. Alright, go prepare the cotton."
After his sister left, Guodong originally wanted to take Li Xue out, but Li Xue didn’t want to go.
It’s a rare opportunity for them to be alone together, so naturally they want to stay at home.
"Xue, I’m afraid I’ll make a mistake."
Li Xue just laughed, and the two sat on the kang reading a book.
But as they read, they found themselves snuggling together.
"Xue’er, this is torture for me."
Though not sure what to do, they were both curious.
Li Xue hugged Guodong and laughed, which was undoubtedly an encouragement.
Gradually, more and more of Li Xue’s clothes came off.
Guodong anxiously stood up, drew the curtains, then laid down his bedding.
He embraced Li Xue and lay in bed. "Xue, I just want to look, really, just to look."
Li Xue didn’t stop Guodong’s actions. Until only her underwear remained. Guodong felt he was about to explode.
(500 words omitted here; really scared it might get censored, though I could write 1,000 here.)
Their first time wasn’t perfect, neither understood, but still they came together.
Li Xue found it painful, painfully so, like being beaten. Guodong felt pain too, but men are naturally adept in this aspect.
So the second time was much better for Guodong.
But seeing his wife’s bloodless face, he couldn’t bear to go again.
"Xue, let’s get married; while we’re at my place, we’ll set the table here first, then again when we return to the village."
Guodong embraced his bare wife, feeling quite satisfied.
Li Xue hadn’t yet recovered; whatever Guodong said was fine with her.
She didn’t regret giving herself to him without assurance.
He’s the man she loves, she absolutely trusts him; it was inevitable.
"Darling, I’ll get you water, do you want to wash?"
Li Xue nodded, "I do."
The two young ones were still ignorant; anyway, by the time they had tidied up, it was nearly four o’clock.
The stove had been lit all along. Although it wasn’t cold inside, Guodong looked at the bloodstains on the sheets, unsure what to do.
"Darling, what are you going to do?"
"Go wash the bedsheets, they’re no good like this."
"No need, I’ve got this, from now on, whenever I’m by your side, all chores are mine."
Lv Beiguang finally managed to get a hold of Li Yunqiao over the phone.
"Brother Li, it’s Lv Beiguang."
"In-law, have the kids arrived?"
"They arrived yesterday morning. Brother, rest assured, the kids are doing great."
"That’s good then."
"Brother, I’ve been meaning to discuss something with you."
"What’s the matter?" Li Yunqiao held the receiver and raised his brow, listening to Lv Beiguang stammer—what’s this?
"Brother, could we let the kids marry first? Then apply for the marriage certificate when they’re of age?" Lv Beiguang awkwardly proposed.
Li Yunqiao sighed with relief, wondering what would put his in-law in such a bind?
"In-law, they’re young, a few years won’t make much difference."
"I know the kids are young, but I was thinking of building them a house next year."
"How does building a house relate to marrying now?"
Lv Beiguang felt quite troubled. So, after exchanging pleasantries, he put down the phone.
Jing Chu collected the beddings and added coal to the stove before heading home.
Upon reaching home, she noticed her brother and sister-in-law looked a bit different, but didn’t pay much attention.
"Sister-in-law, how about we have meat slices with noodles for dinner, and some rice?"
"Alright, I’ll help you cook."
Li Xue was pulled back by Guodong. "You don’t need to go, I can do it with Jing Chu. Just sit on the kang and wait, okay?"
Li Xue nodded, cheeks flushed.
Jing Chu felt something was off but didn’t ask. It wasn’t appropriate in front of her sister-in-law.
In the main room, it was just the siblings. Jing Chu watched her brother occasionally giggling silly, wondering what was up.
"Bro, what’s up with you? Why are you giggling?"
"Nothing much."
Jing Chu rolled her eyes at Guodong; they were siblings, and while they might not have telepathy, she could somewhat sense his mood changes.
But if he didn’t want to share, so be it. Jing Chu started cooking meat over the stove. The noodles could wait; they’d add it when dad returned.
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