Dressed up as a Real Mom

Chapter 42: Night
During the break, Wei Jianwei and Lao Wang went to the market to buy a big tank, since they didn't know where to borrow a small cart, one person moved the bought cabbages back.

He Xiaoyun had never seen such a big purchase before, looking at the cabbages piled like a small hill, she said in surprise: "So many, can I even finish preparing all of that?"

Xu Lanxiang laughed, "That's just how it is. You have a small family so those are enough."

Seeing such a small hill of cabbages is an eye-opener for He Xiaoyun. 

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Hearing Xu Lanxiang talks about the method of pickling, He Xiaoyun thought that it's very similar to pickled vegetables, except that they used more salt, and that they have to pour in clear water to make it ferment.

The two of them spread the cabbages with coarse salt and sealed them tightly in the new large tank. After a day or two, they have to wait for the water to dry out and pour some again. After waiting for about a month, if the cabbages tasted sour, they can finally eat it.

Xu Lanxiang counted the dishes that could be cooked by then, such as sauerkraut stewed vermicelli, sauerkraut stew, sauerkraut fish head... just hearing the dishes names made He Xiaoyun's saliva flood.

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The next day when the sauerkraut was marinated, the three people received a letter from home and a large bag of dried persimmons.

When He Xiaoyun and Wei Yuanhang left Qingshuihe, the persimmon tree in the backyard was just about to mature. After the persimmons were picked, Wang Chunhua made a special treat for the three of them and sent them over as dried persimmons.

The three people gathered around the fire, reading the letter while eating dried persimmons.

Wei Yuanhang squeezed beside He Xiaoyun and kept asking: "What did grandma say? Does grandma miss me?"

"Yes, grandma said she missed you very much." He Xiaoyun dealt with him casually.

"I miss grandma too," the child said, and then asked again, "Does grandpa miss me? How about uncle?"

He Xiaoyun had to say: "Everyone in the family misses you, even your little sister misses you."

Only then was Wei Yuanhang satisfied and ran to the next door to play.

In the letter, the family wanted Wei Jianhua to enter the factory. They had inquired about it and found a suitable date for him to go, but they've found out that the kid didn't go on his way. Wang Chunhua was so angry that she chased Wei Jianhua with a broomstick.

"Jianhua's temperament is really not suitable for working in the factory." He Xiaoyun casually said to Wei Jianwei.

That child was jumpy and his thoughts were active. But the family wanted him to be on the assembly line all day, repeating the same labor every day? How could that child be willing?

He Xiaoyun knew that in a place like Qingshuihe, entering the factory was the best way, they can eat public meals and it's a secure job. The wind couldn't blow and the rain couldn't get inside. Isn't that more comfortable than eating on the ground? This is the thinking of many people now.

But He Xiaoyun agreed that in a few years, a whole new era will come, and at that time, many smart people like Wei Jianhua will ride on the wind (rise up from destitution) like a fish.

Wei Jianwei agreed with her and nodded.

He Xiaoyun squeezed a dried persimmon and took a bite, and then continued to read the letter.

Wang Chunhua heard that it was cold in the north, and asked if she(Xiaoyun) wanted her to send more clothes.

"Our clothes are enough and we can just knit two pairs of woolen trousers. But there at home(Qingshuihe), there are so many people, the cloth bleached every year is not enough to make a suit. I looked at our two clothe tickets in the drawer. If you can finish making cotton coats for me and Xiaoyuan, will you send the excess clothes home then?"

He Xiaoyun raised her head and asked Wei Jianwei, but she happened to see him stealing a mouthful of dried persimmons from her hand. There was originally more than half of the dried persimmons, but when he bit it, only one was left. (Jianwei acting like a kid~)

He Xiaoyun looked at the remaining persimmon in her hand, and then at Wei Jianwei's puffed cheeks, she couldn't believe that this person had done such an immature thing.

Jianwei still chewed nonchalantly and said: "You can decide."

"No. You're the boss," He Xiaoyun dropped the persimmon stalk on her hand, and patted his hand with the letter, "You, come read the letter."

She then took another dried persimmon to eat.

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After reading the letter, He Xiaoyun wrapped five or six dried persimmons in paper and sent them next door.

Xu Lanxiang was knitting a sweater, and when she saw what He Xiaoyun had brought, she asked, "Where did it come from?"

"I just received a letter from my family. It was sent together. Sister Xu, try it. I planted the tree myself."

"Then I'm gonna try," Xu Lanxiang smiled and told He Xiaoyun to sit down, picked up a persimmon and took a bite, and then nodded, "Sweet and delicious. I heard from Lao Wang that when you haven't come before, you keep giving snacks to Lao Wei, like dried peaches and hawthorn, do you grow so many trees in your family?"

"How can it be?" He Xiaoyun smiled, "It's from the mountain near us."

"It turns out that you're diligent. The mountains are full of bugs and snakes, it was scary. The things made with hard work are still for others to eat. If it were me, I would not do so if I need to go to the mountains. I don't know what Old Wei did, but he received such a blessing, you're so good to him. "

"You keep teasing me all day long." He Xiaoyun now has some immunity against teasing words, and counterattacked, "If Lao Wang wants to eat, let alone going in the mountain, you may even go down to the sea."

"Oh, your mouth is getting sharper," Xu Lanxiang pretended to be surprised, "Or after swallowing too much of Old Wei's saliva, you have become as good as him?" (Ohohoho, I know what you're doing sister xu~)

He Xiaoyun didn't register the words yet but when she went through it in her head, she finally understood what Xu Lanxiang said.

She didn't have thick skin like Jianwei, so she felt a little racked for a while, "Who swallows his saliva? Aren't you swallowing Lao Wang's too?" (Too? Hohohohoho)

Xu Lanxiang smiled calmly: "Of course, we're old husband and wife, I won't dislike him."

He Xiaoyun wasn't an opponent at all. She was afraid of losing too tragically, so she said a few more words and slipped home.

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Wei Jianwei was writing a reply under the light, and when He Xiaoyun came back, he showed her what he had been writing to see if there was anything she wanted to add.

When the letter was handed over, he also squeezed her fingers.

He Xiaoyun glanced at him and said nothing. Recently, the two of them have had more physical contact like this. She feels like a frog in boiling water and has gradually become accustomed to his touch.

After reading his letter, she said: "For now, let's see what the little kid has to say, and then add it."

She put the letter on the table, turned around to walk away, but Wei Jianwei held her hand.

He Xiaoyun turned her head, "What's the matter?"

The other party held her hand, "Your hand is still so cold."

"It's only natural. If you don't think it's enough, cover it."

Wei Jianwei opened a drawer of the table, and took out a pair of black leather gloves from it, and put them on her hands.

The gloves are of a lady's style, and the tailoring is very suitable. The design made the fingers look slender, which looks fashionable and gorgeous.

He Xiaoyun was a little surprised. This kind of gloves was very common in her time, but for now, they are rare. She once saw gloves in the store in clumsy styles. She has never seen such delicate gloves.

"Where did you buy it?" Xiaoyun asked.

Wei Jianwei didn't, "Is it warm?"

It was warm, but He Xiaoyun feels that her heart seems to be warmer. (Mhh~) She nodded, and couldn't help saying: "Don't buy this in the future, it looks so expensive."

"It's not expensive." Wei Jianwei exerted a little force on his hand, and He Xiaoyun's hand was held by him, and she couldn't help but take two steps forward following this force and fell into his embrace. (o(≧∀≦)o)

Wei Jianwei's arm settled closed around Xiaoyun's waist as she sat on his lap. Then he took out two books, one that He Xiaoyun often reads, and one of his own, and the two started to read the book in this position. (T/N: *demonic screeches*) 

He Xiaoyun stared at her current situation.

The man asked her to sit on his lap to warm her hands that day, but she didn't agree, so is this how he's going to make it up now?

After receiving a gift, He Xiaoyun can't find herself to refuse so she had to sit awkwardly on Wei Jianwei's thighs for a while, and then after seeing that the time was almost up, she called Wei Yuanhang to come back to sleep. 

The child was a little crazy playing next door. On such a cold day, there was a bit of sweat on his forehead. When He Xiaoyun took him back, he was still a little bit unsatisfied, "Mom, can I sleep at Rongrong's house tomorrow?"

He Xiaoyun paused, and her heart jumped vigorously. She glanced at Wei Jianwei and felt a little relieved when he saw that he hadn't noticed the movement here, but her mind still couldn't stop.

If the child goes to sleep next door, won't they be the only two people in the house? Looking at Wei Jianwei's recent behavior, Xiaoyun felt that if they were lying on the same bed without Wei Yuanhang in between, something will definitely happen! 

As a single dog who has just left the single association(in her mind), this is...

"Mom! Mom, can I?" Wei Yuanhang was still waiting for her to answer.

He Xiaoyun didn't dare to agree so she can only vaguely reply: "Let's talk about later, let's go to bed now."

After laying Wei Yuanhang to bed, He Xiaoyun lay down herself, she was not going to read anymore tonight.

The child was still talking, and He Xiaoyun dealt with him differently. Before long, Wei Jianwei also put away his books and came over to sleep.

"Wow, mom and dad are sleeping with me!" In the past, Wei Yuanhang slept first by himself. Seeing his mom and dad were here tonight, he felt very strange, and he wouldn't go to bed until late.

Without his voice, the room suddenly became quiet, and the two adults lay on the inside and the other outside, both with their eyes open.

The air seemed to be filled with silent ambiguity, and He Xiaoyun subconsciously relaxed her breathing, feeling that her heartbeat was speeding up for no reason.

After being silent for a while, Wei Jianwei moved, turned sideways, and stretched out a hand from under the quilt.

His original intention was probably to hold He Xiaoyun's hand, but the hand itself didn't have eyes, and he couldn't tell which one was. With such a casual touch, he touches a place that shouldn't be touched. (What is it?! Author, don't be vague!)

"..."

"Snapped--"

All the ambiguous atmosphere is gone.

He Xiaoyun slapped his hand away in embarrassment, turned over, and pulled up the quilt.

Wei Jianwei retracted his hand silently, the back of his hand was a little painful, but the front palm of his hand... seemed to linger with a soft touch.

Hmm... so soft.

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T/N: I'm finally freeeeee! I know I had promised to update but I didn't uphold that promise because of stupid reality troubling me but now...holidays are here! My goal is to finish translating this book! Expect updates to rain starting tomorrow!