Chapter 5 He Deserves To Have No Pants To Wear!

Wen Yanyan returned home and found a towel, using cool water to wipe her body.

The temperature in the south was high, the air humidity was great, and coupled with this sweltering season, even without moving, one would be covered in sweat.

Especially after just climbing a mountain?

After wiping her body, she felt much more refreshed. She then went to the kitchen, picked and washed all the wild vegetables in the basket, and only then lay down on the bed to rest for a while.

After doing so many things in a row, she felt a little tired.

Thinking back to her past life, she rarely did housework. When she was a child, her mother did it.

She lived a life of being waited on hand and foot. It was only after going abroad, when she was alone and far from her homeland, that she learned to do housework, washing clothes and cooking, and even fell in love with cooking.

Besides studying, she learned to make all kinds of delicious food.

Because only when she was full would she not miss home so much.

Wen Yanyan rested for a while, looked at the time on the wall, felt it was still early to cook, and wanted to find a needle and thread to mend the pair of underwear she had picked up that morning.

She finally understood how it was broken. It turned out to be torn by the original owner’s small, chubby hand when she was overcome by lust.

Wow, she was so fierce!

At this time, a flood of memories poured into her mind…

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Wen Yanyan was dumbfounded again.

It turned out that the water she had secretly spiked last night was drunk by her when she was thirsty in the middle of the night. Without a man to relieve her, she was overcome by lust, her blood vessels burst, and she died!

And her soul just happened to transmigrate into this body.

Whew!

This Nan Jue was so cruel. The original owner suffered so much from taking the medicine, but he didn’t help at all, watching her fall into a coma and die.

Since it was the original owner’s experience, Wen Yanyan immediately empathized and no longer had the intention of mending the underwear.

Since they were already married, they were husband and wife. Even if they had no feelings, in the face of a life-threatening crisis, what would it hurt to help her once?

He didn’t have to let her suffocate to death!

A married man still wanted to remain chaste – who was he guarding his chastity for?

Since he disliked her so much, why did he get married in the first place! This man was too heartless!

Annoyed, she crumpled up the underwear and wanted to throw it in the trash can.

Humph!

Serves him right for not having any underwear to wear. It would be better if he went around bare-bottomed!

Failure to rescue someone, what kind of humanity is that!

Just then, the door opened, and a tall figure stood outside the door.

His dark eyes coldly glanced at the underwear clutched in her hand, a slight crack appearing on his icy handsome face.

“I’ll be staying at the camp tonight.”

After saying this, Nan Jue snatched the underwear and left, his movements as swift as lightning, worthy of being a soldier king.

Uh?

Wen Yanyan looked at her empty hands, feeling a little embarrassed. Oh no, he misunderstood, didn’t he? Did he think she was a pervert?

Also, what was she doing fiddling with his underwear when she had nothing better to do?

No, the term “pervert” didn’t exist in the 1970s. That meant he thought she was a silly girl who was infatuated with him.

Oh no, this would make her image in his eyes even worse.

Lazy and gluttonous, fat and clumsy, unreasonable, nagging, a shrew who throws tantrums, a green tea bitch who puts drugs in water, and now a silly girl who is infatuated with him?

Sigh!

Unexpectedly, with such a large body, she couldn’t find a single advantage.

However, the look on his face just now was really handsome. Because of the sufficient daylight, she saw it more clearly.

Under the military cap, a pair of cold, deep phoenix eyes were like the still waters of an ancient mirror, the corners of his eyes slightly upturned. One glance was enough to make one unforgettable for a lifetime.

Perfect.

Healthy light wheat-colored skin, three-dimensional and deep facial features, a straight nose, a strong chin, and sexy thin lips.

Wen Yanyan couldn’t help but think of her own big round face in the mirror, instantly speechless.

They… were really not a good match. The difference was not just a little bit.

Seeing that it was getting late, she got up and left the room. It was time to cook dinner.

She wanted to stir-fry the mushrooms she had picked today. She didn’t need to make any staple food.

From today on, she would reduce her carbohydrate intake.

As for Nan Jue, he had been eating in the army canteen after their marriage, and besides, the original owner had made such a scene last night, he probably wouldn’t come back, so she didn’t need to worry about him.

However, as soon as she reached the kitchen, she found two lunch boxes on the wooden table.

She opened them to see a box of rice and a box of braised potatoes with cabbage.

Hmm?

Wen Yanyan blinked, understanding that Nan Jue had come back to deliver her food.

It should have been brought back from the army canteen, still warm to the touch.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat. It seemed that this man was still quite good to the original owner.

Not as heartless as she imagined. But if he wasn’t heartless, why didn’t he save her last night?

If he really didn’t want to get involved, he could have sent her to the hospital.

The hospital could handle it, and it wouldn’t cause him any loss.

Right, that life-saving grace.

He probably was able to bear not saving her because of his grandfather, but he didn’t want her to starve to death, because that would affect his image and reputation.

No matter how many bad things the original owner had done, he would put up with this difficult woman, perhaps just to make a show of being tolerant and magnanimous in front of others.

She shouldn’t be so sentimental just because of a meal.

Wen Yanyan finally understood, and then moved a stool to sit down and eat.

Since she had transmigrated, she hadn’t eaten anything, and she was really hungry.

However, she decisively pushed the rice aside. She wanted to reduce carbohydrates and only eat the braised potatoes and cabbage.

To her surprise, there were two pieces of fatty meat in the braised dish.

In that era, this was considered a good meal.

This was because it was in the army. If it were an ordinary family, many people wouldn’t be able to afford such a meal.

After all, in the commune, the land was all planted with corn and sorghum.

Vegetables were scarce, and meat was even scarcer, all bought with coupons.

Planned economy, you see!

Wen Yanyan devoured the food, her chubby hand patting her stomach, feeling a little unsatisfied.

But thinking of her weight loss plan, she nodded, eating a little less.

After she finished the vegetables, she washed the dishes and wanted to pickle the wild bracken, making some fresh mixed vegetables for tomorrow morning and eating the leftover rice.

She wouldn’t let Nan Jue bring back staple food in the future; it was a sin to waste food.

Uh?

Wen Yanyan then discovered that there were no seasonings in the kitchen.

Oh my god, how could she cook? A trace of worry appeared in her bright eyes; the house didn’t even have the most basic salt and cooking oil.

What to do?

She patted her pockets and found only two cents, and three black lines instantly appeared on her forehead.

The original owner was so poor.

Logically speaking, the original owner shouldn’t be so poor, because after getting married, Nan Jue gave all his monthly military allowance to the original owner, thirty yuan a month.

This was a considerable income in that era.

Oh, right!

Wen Yanyan suddenly remembered and slapped her forehead in realization. The original owner was a spendthrift!

In the first half of the month, she spent money lavishly and happily, while in the second half of the month, she tightened her belt and suffered. And now it was the end of the month.

It was the time when money was tight, and only two cents remained in her pocket.

Food coupons, cloth coupons, and meat coupons were all empty. No, she had to find a way to earn some living expenses.

If there was no salt, the wild vegetables she had dug today would rot.

She had to earn money tomorrow, and it had to be quick money.