On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

  Chapter 8 Be quiet, the children are asleep!

   I don't know if his gaze was too focused, or because he was disturbed by the sound of the door being pushed, the woman on the bed let out a soft groan, her slender eyebrows furrowed in dissatisfaction, she looked so delicate.

  Ling Chuan withdrew his gaze, turned around and gently closed the door, while unbuttoning his clothes, he stretched out his hand to turn off the light switch.

   "Patter."

  It was dark in the room, Ling Chuan walked to the floor bed by the light from the window, just about to undress and lie down, when a sleepy woman complained suddenly from behind.

   "Why did you turn off the light?"

  It's whiny and soft, like acting like a baby.

  Ling Chuan looked back.

  He is used to groping in the dark, and his eyesight is excellent. Even in the dark room, he can vaguely see the exquisite figure of the woman sitting up.

   "Do you sleep with the lights on?" he asked.

   "Well, I didn't turn off the light on purpose. I'm afraid of the dark, so you turn on the light."

   It turned out that he didn't leave the light on purpose, but was afraid of the dark.

  The corners of Ling Chuan's mouth curled up coldly, "Our family doesn't have the habit of sleeping with the lights on."

   After speaking, he took off his clothes and lay down on the floor, closed his eyes and began to sleep.

   Seeing that the man refused to turn on the light, Yunmo had no choice but to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, and fumbled for the direction of the light switch with both hands.

  Yunmo was completely unaccustomed to this completely dark environment, and deviated from the direction within two steps.

  Seeing that the woman's white and tender feet were about to step on his face, Ling Chuan raised his hands to hold them.

   "Ah, why are you touching me? Smelly rascal!"

  Ling Chuan: "..."

   The touch feels incredibly soft and soft, just like freshly steamed white flour steamed buns, which makes people want to knead.

   "You still touch! Let go!"

  Yunmo tried hard to pull her foot back, but the man suddenly let go, and she, who was unable to stand still, suddenly fell to the ground.

   "Ah, it hurts..."

  Ling's house is a small courtyard, a place bigger than a palm, and the movement of the two of them was transmitted to the ears of Ling Jiang and Li Li who slept in the main room next door.

  Li Li rolled her eyes and her husband, who was sleeping like a dead pig, shouted at the top of his voice, "Chuanzi, please be quiet, the children are all asleep!"

  In the new room, Yunmo, who was clutching her buttocks with teary eyes, froze for a moment, and said in a sleepy voice, "Her, what do they think we are doing?"

   "If you speak louder, the whole street will think we are doing something."

   "..."

  Yunmo covered her mouth and muttered softly and aggrievedly, "It's not your fault, why are you touching my feet, are you a pervert?"

   "I sleep there with such a big head, you have to step on my face, are you blind?"

   "Who told you to turn off the lights, and I didn't make you sleep on the floor."

   "You mean, you sleep on the floor and make my bed?"

  "...Of course not. The only thing to blame is that you are incompetent and can't afford a big house. If your house is big enough, can I step on you in two steps?"

  In the darkness, Ling Chuan did not speak.

  The atmosphere is somewhat condensed.

  Yun Mo also realized that her words hurt a man's self-esteem a bit, and when she was hesitating whether to apologize, she saw a tall black shadow enveloping her.

  Yunmo's heart tightened, "A man, beating a woman is the most incompetent expression. If you have the ability, you walk sideways outside and make everyone outside fear you. That's a man..."

   "Patter."

  The electric light was turned on, and the field of vision suddenly became clear. Yunmo froze for a moment, and the rest of the words stuck in her throat.

  Ling Chuan looked down at her from a high position, and because of the light behind her, she couldn't see his face clearly, but somehow felt a little dangerous.

   "Sleep, if you talk again, I will gag your mouth."

   "Sleep as soon as you sleep, I was already asleep, but you woke me up!"

   After finishing speaking, she climbed onto the bed, covered the quilt, and turned over, leaving the man with the back of his head.

  Ling Chuan also quickly returned to lie down on the floor.

   A night without dreams.

  In the morning, Yunmo was awakened by the noise, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the man's solid and powerful naked back.

  Broad shoulders, narrow waist, every muscle shows masculine beauty.

   This is something she can watch without paying?

  Yunmo didn't blink.

   As if sensing her gaze, Ling Chuan turned his head, then picked up the blue shirt on the table and put it on his body.

  Yun Mo pouted regretfully, stretched her waist, pulled the quilt and prepared to go back to sleep, but she heard the man talking to her.

   "When you wake up, it's time to have breakfast."

  Yunmo was actually not hungry, but she was in poor health in her previous life, and she had developed the habit of keeping in good health. The instinct in her bones forced her to get up.

  Although she was mentally prepared, Yunmo was still surprised by the blandness of the breakfast.

The porridge so clear that you can see a human face, a few stone-like miscellaneous corn buns, and a large pot of leftovers from yesterday's banquet. All kinds of vegetables are mixed together, giving off a strange smell. Feeling a little nauseous.

  The only thing that gave Yunmo any appetite was a hard-boiled egg on the table.

  Yun Mo looked at this, then at that, and stretched out her hand to eat the egg, but was amputated just as she stretched out her hand in mid-air.

  Li Li picked up the eggs and peeled them, breaking them into small pieces and feeding them to her son.

   Seeing Yunmo staring at Ling Jiale who was eating eggs in a daze, Ling Jiang immediately asked his wife: "Mother, do you have any eggs at home? Cook another one."

  Li Li gave her husband a hard look, "It's easy to say, do you think eggs fall from the sky, and you don't need money to buy them?"

   "Listen to what you said, how expensive can an egg be, isn't it only 5 cents?"

   "What 5 cents? That was last year's price. Everything has gone up in the spring of this year. Now eggs are 80 cents a catty, which translates to 8 cents for an egg!"

  Ling Jiang clicked his tongue, "The increase is so much? Why haven't wages increased so fast?"

   After finishing speaking, he continued: "Oh, 8 points is 8 points. You cook another one for your younger brother and sister. She is new here and can't get used to these rough foods..."

   "Heh, I'm used to it if she's not used to it? I've been married to you for so many years, since when have you cared about my mother? Ren Chuanzi didn't say anything, why are you so anxious!"

  Yunmo realized at this moment that the two were arguing because of her, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

   "Brother and sister-in-law, stop arguing, I don't eat eggs, I just drink porridge!"

   After speaking, she picked up the bowl and took a big sip, but the porridge was too hot, so she quickly vomited it out again.

   "Too hot..."

  Ling Chuan glanced at her, then suddenly put down his chopsticks, got up and walked out in stride.

  Yunmo didn't pay much attention to it, she lowered her head and drank slowly after the porridge cooled down.

   I don’t know if it’s the rice that’s bad or the pot hasn’t been cleaned. There’s a faint sour smell in the porridge.

   "Auntie, the rice in the bowl must be eaten up, and food should not be wasted."

  After being told by the little niece, Yunmo was a little embarrassed, "I'm full."

  Ling Jiang hurriedly said: "It's okay, brother and sister, you leave it there, and Chuanzi will eat it later."

  Yunmo was a little surprised when she heard that she was going to give the cheap husband the leftovers that she couldn't finish eating.

  (end of this chapter)