Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Chapter 220 The Shen Family's Joy

At the beginning of the New Year, the Shen family was decorated with lights and full of joy. Unexpectedly, on the first day of the New Year, the Shen family had another big happy event.

Last night, the family gathered for a feast. Shen Li's mother, the embroiderer, was about to put a piece of fresh fish into her mouth when her face suddenly changed. She felt a strong sense of nausea. She quickly covered her mouth, stood up, and walked quickly towards the inner courtyard.

Shen Li was a sensitive person. When she saw this scene, she felt that something was wrong.

She thought to herself, our family has always been particular about food, all the ingredients are freshly bought and carefully cooked, how could she make her mother so uncomfortable for no reason?

Could it be that some uninvited guest sneaked into the house and secretly tampered with the food? Thinking of this, Shen Li became anxious and hurriedly stood up, moving lightly with lotus steps, and trotted after her mother.

At the table here, Grandma Liu saw this situation, her brows furrowed, her eyes full of doubt.

She thought to herself that when the embroiderer gave birth to twins, she was really hurt. Now she is in this state, could it be that... she is pregnant again?

With that guess in mind, Liu also hurriedly stood up and followed in a hurry.

Just as she reached the door, she heard her granddaughter Shen Li's clear and cheerful voice, as clear as a silver bell: "Mom! You are pregnant! I will have a brother or sister soon!"

Then, Zhang's voice was heard, her tone filled with surprise and astonishment: "I'm actually pregnant again! This...what should I do?"

At this moment, Liu's face was filled with smiles. She stretched out her hand and pushed open the door. As she stepped into the room, she said, "Now that you are pregnant, you should rest well from now on. We have many servants now, so we can leave all the miscellaneous matters outside to them."

When Zhang saw her mother-in-law come in, she hurriedly stood up, bowed slightly, and replied, "Yes, mother, your daughter-in-law knows."

Shen Li chatted with her mother for a while, then walked out of the house and found the maids and servants who were serving Zhang outside. She said seriously, "My mother is just one month pregnant now. When you take care of her closely in the future, you must be careful and attentive in everything you do. Do you understand?"

At that time, Shen Shaodong was drinking with his elders at home. He sat upright at the table, with a perfect smile on his face, holding a wine glass in his hand, and exchanging greetings with his elders, showing his respect and filial piety.

But out of the corner of his eye, he keenly noticed that his wife, daughter and mother all stood up and walked towards the inner courtyard.

His heart suddenly tightened, and his grip on the wine glass stiffened slightly, but his expression remained impassive. He quickly downed the wine in the glass, then stood up, swayed slightly, and feigned a hint of drunkenness. He bowed and apologized to the elders, "Father, uncle, I may have been too drunk today. I feel dizzy and can't hold on any longer. I hope you will forgive me, and I will take my leave now."

After saying this, without waiting for the elders' response, he hurried towards the inner courtyard with hurried but staggering steps.

He walked all the way to the inner courtyard and approached the house. He slowed down his steps and slowly approached the door.

I could faintly hear the conversation between my wife, daughter and mother coming from inside the house.

When he heard those words carefully and knew that his wife was pregnant with his child, his eyes widened instantly, and there was a light flashing in his eyes, as if bright stars had fallen in them. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face at first, and then the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably. His smile was full of surprise and excitement, and his joy was beyond words.

His hands were trembling slightly, and he subconsciously raised them, wanting to push the door open, but he stopped the moment he touched the door, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people in the house.

He just stood quietly outside the door, his chest heaving violently with excitement. After a long time, he calmed down a little, straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and then slowly pushed open the door.

He couldn't help but think back to what he had done last month.

At that moment, he suddenly realized that he had been possessed by this body for several months, but had never slept with Zhang Xiu Niang.

Although Zhang never complained, occasionally, in the dead of night, when candlelight flickered, she would shyly reach out her hand and gently yet boldly touch his chest. The warm touch seemed to still linger on his skin...

He had always found various excuses to shirk responsibility before, and as time went by, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of loneliness in Zhang's eyes.

The dimmed eyes were like a tiny but sharp needle, gently piercing the tip of his heart, causing a trace of guilt and pity to quietly arise in his heart.

Finally, that time, he secretly made up his mind. He walked to the bathroom with a slightly heavy step and washed himself carefully, as if to wash away the entanglements and escapes of the past.

Then, he took a deep breath, and with his upper body naked, he slowly lay down in the warm bed with a bit of nervousness and apprehension.

In the quilt, the embroiderer lay quietly with her back to him, her body slightly curled up, like a sleeping flower.

The faint fragrance emanating from her body penetrated into his nostrils, making his heart even more flustered.

He could clearly feel his heartbeat accelerating rapidly, and the "thumping" sound was particularly clear in the silent night, like dense drumbeats, hitting his eardrums again and again.

His hands were tightly gripping the quilt, his palms already soaked with sweat, and he was torn between his conscience and his desires, wondering whether to just give up and return to their previous, seemingly calm yet somewhat indifferent way of getting along.

However, just as he was wavering, the embroiderer suddenly turned over, closed her eyes, and murmured in a daze, "Husband..." The soft voice was like an electric current that instantly hit him.

His mind went blank for a moment, but his body reacted before his consciousness. He couldn't help but reach out and hugged her tightly in his arms.

His lips trembled, and with a bit of awkwardness and eagerness, he slowly kissed her. His passionate kiss made her respond to him passionately. His inner excitement and unknown desire filled his mind.

That night, for him, was a dream unlike any he had ever experienced. His heart was filled with an unfamiliar yet fervent emotion, a feeling like boiling magma, surging wildly within his chest, completely engulfing him, unable to extricate himself.

He held her tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to merge her into his own flesh and blood. As their lips touched, their breathing became hot and rapid.

He approached her again and again, insatiably, demanding her tenderness and love. Time seemed to have lost its meaning in this endless entanglement.

Until the sky in the east turned pale, the soft light shone through the window lattice onto the two people hugging each other in the house. He and the embroiderer were still immersed in the dreamlike atmosphere, never closing their eyes for a moment, as if only they could fill this night with deep affection.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the house through the cracks in the window lattice. He quietly gazed at the embroiderer's peaceful sleeping face, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over the crimson marks he had left on her neck and below her collarbone.

The charming and passionate scenes of last night flooded into his mind like a tide. In an instant, a burning heat spread from his ears to his entire cheeks.

Embarrassed, he stood up quickly and tiptoed like a frightened rabbit, hurriedly put on his clothes, and without even having time to put on his shoes, he rushed out the door and ran straight to the martial arts training ground.

He didn't dare stay any longer, for fear that when the embroiderer woke up and their eyes met, the embarrassment and shyness would make him feel at a loss. He just wanted to use martial arts practice to dispel the embarrassment and the chaotic thoughts in his mind.