Chapter 409: 409 Envy new clothes

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The Xiao Family is so poor, and Second Brother’s left face has already been scratched by a bear. If he becomes lame, he won’t be able to marry a good wife.

“Would you mind?” Xiao Yishan’s cold voice had no emotion. Heaven knew he was nervous, afraid that she would…

She shook her head, “Of course I don’t mind.” It’s just that she’s afraid his future wife would mind. Second Brother didn’t have a wife yet, so it wasn’t appropriate to talk to him about this.

“I’ll take good care of my injury.” Xiao Yishan’s cold voice carried a hint of determination. “Don’t worry, Yue’er.” She had medical skills, could make money, knew how to read, and had a good heart. Such a wife was hard to find even with a lantern.

He was just a rough man from the mountains, not worthy of her. He couldn’t afford to be lame as well.

“That’s good.” Su Qingyue finished cleaning and went to wash the bowls and chopsticks.

The little bastard had eaten the porridge she made as well.

His teeth had grown quite a bit, and eating rice soup wasn’t nutritious enough, so she served porridge instead.

Qingyue went to the secondary bedroom and put the dirty clothes she changed out of yesterday into a wooden bucket. She then entered the master bedroom, “Give me all your dirty clothes, and I’ll go wash them.”

“Yue’er, let’s wait until I’m better and wash it myself in a few days.” Xiao Yishan was distressed that she had to do so much work.

Yuchuan also said, “Yeah, let’s wait a few days. When I’m strong enough, I’ll do the laundry.”

Only Xiao Qinghe didn’t speak. He couldn’t get off the bed, so even if he wanted to help with the laundry, he had no way.

Both Second Brother and Third Brother would recover. But he… would always be a burden to this family.

“Second Brother will need at least ten more days before he can get off the bed.” She said, “Third Brother, too, needs to recuperate for ten days before his body will be strong. If we wait that long, the clothes will stink, so it’s better to let me wash them.”

“It doesn’t matter if they stink,” said Xiao Yuchuan, “I’m not afraid of the smell. ”

“But I am,” she said, “Three big men’s clothes, in such hot weather, if they’re not washed, the room will be full of sweat smell.”

Xiao Yuchuan asked, “Then why don’t you mind when you have to empty the toilet bucket every day?”

Who said she didn’t mind? It was something that couldn’t be helped. Fourth Brother’s leg would never heal, and she would have to help empty the toilet bucket in the future, so she didn’t mention it. “None of your business. Just give me your dirty clothes.”

The three men handed her the pile of dirty clothes from the corner of the bed. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Su Qingyue hugged a pile of dirty clothes, together with her own, put them all into the wooden bucket and carried the bucket to the river bank.

The sun was shining brightly, illuminating Wushan Village’s rivers and mountains.

The Xiao family’s house was situated on higher ground. Looking out from the courtyard door, there were rows of villagers’ houses nearby. The green farmland by the village swayed with the wind, as did the rice seedlings in the fields. The river in the south of the village meandered into the distance, with willow trees dancing along the banks.

The air was fresh, with no trace of modern civilization.

It was a poor but peaceful village.

There were many village gossipers, making the place not so quiet, but it was suitable for a life without ambition.

She carried the bucket along the field ridge by the river and walked to the bank where the village women usually washed clothes.

Several women were already washing clothes, and some had just finished and left.

“Qingyue, you’re washing clothes too?” Wang Cuihua happened to be there and greeted her warmly.

Su Qingyue put down the bucket, “Mhm.”

“Wow! Qingyue, you’re wearing new clothes!” Wang Cuihua stopped washing her clothes, walked over to her, “And it has embroidery! The handiwork is not bad…”

Ding Er’s wife, who was also washing clothes at the bank, came over too, “Oh my, these clothes must be expensive….”