C25 I Am Angry

Jiang Weihee was surprised by Lan Si's reaction. Her hand was shaking, but it was probably out of guilt or sympathy. Her mouth was still full of warm words. It just sounded a little fake.

He didn't want to expose her, so he held her hand against his chest and said, "If you say so, I won't lose out if I can marry you."

Lan Si's ears turned completely red when she heard this. Even through her clothes, she seemed to be able to feel his heartfelt throbbing.

The shyness caught the fear in her heart. Regardless of his identity, since he was able to calm down and live with her, there was nothing for her to be afraid of.

"I'll get you the medicine." Lan Si's heart was filled with sweetness.

She often saw her daughters who were already married. When she returned to the door, her cheeks were rosy as she gently followed behind her husband. It was as if she was a completely different person from before the marriage.

Aunt Lee said that after marriage, when a woman had the love of her husband, no matter how strong and tenacious she was before, she would still be reduced to a soft and seductive state.

She didn't believe it before, but just now, she felt a sweet sensation in her heart and changed her mind. Aunt Lee was someone who had been through a lot, so her words couldn't be wrong.

Lan Si went outside to bring the medicine. After seeing Jiang Weihee drink the medicine, she was finally able to relax and go about her other work.

Lan Si glanced around the room, holding her waist. She wanted to take advantage of the bright weather today to take out the bedding and Jiang Weihee's winter cotton clothes and dry them in the sun. They had been in the closet for more than half a year already, and the clothes already had a musty smell to them.

Jiang Weihee heard her rummaging in and out, and for the first time in two years, he felt like he had a home in a small square yard.

Lan Si searched through his wardrobe but didn't find a single cotton coat. Apart from the thin gown she wore in summer, it was only slightly thicker. But winter had come, wouldn't it freeze someone to death just by wearing this?

Lan Si had left her clothes to dry on the rope outside. When she came in, she refilled a pot of hot tea and asked, "I just packed your clothes, how come I didn't see any cotton clothes?"

Jiang Weihee turned a page of the book and touched it from the first line. After touching two or three lines, he turned around and looked at her, "I don't have cotton clothes."

How can you not have cotton clothes? Lan Si looked at his wordless book and wondered how he had gotten through the past two years. Dong Tianleng was so cold that he could freeze someone to death. Even a poor family would prepare winter clothes for him.

She carefully asked again, "Are you … You don't have the money to buy cotton clothes? "

Jiang Weihee smiled, "I never wear cotton clothes."

Lan Si opened her mouth wide in shock. "How cold must that be? The winter wind can blow into your bones. If you are old, you will get sick easily."

He raised his eyebrows again and said indifferently, "I'm too angry, so I don't need to wear cotton clothes."

Isn't this nonsense? What does being angry have to do with resisting cold?

In the past, he lived alone, without any ties or worries, and no one around him cared about him. Now that he had married himself, he felt a sense of responsibility. How could he let him go through the winter in his simple clothes?

Thinking of this, even the casual smile on Jiang Weihee's face became a bitter and bitter smile in her eyes.