Northeast: My Absurd Woman

Chapter 191 The head and the body have nothing to do with each other

Yang Deshan grabbed Zhang Changyao's paper, sat up straight, and told him in a serious tone.

"Uncle, we have a lot of corn at home. If we turn it all into sweet popcorn, will we become rich?"

When Zhang Changyao heard that Yang Deshan could do it, his back and hands immediately stopped hurting.

I listened intently as Yang Deshan explained in detail the process of making sugar popcorn.

Two days later, Yang Wuni finally finished her postpartum confinement period, and she had gained weight.

Her once flat chest now looked like a large steamed bun stuffed inside.

With her curvaceous figure, she looked every bit the part of a typical young married woman.

Standing on the kang (heated brick bed) in Liao Zhi's room, she turned around and showed him her newly altered pink floral-patterned padded jacket.

Liao Zhi had never looked at Yang Wuni closely before, but upon seeing her this time, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.

This kind and feisty woman was with him day and night, taking care of him.

She possessed a beauty that would shame the flowers and eclipse the moon, something he had never expected.

He even fantasized about recovering and holding the only woman who had ever captured his heart in his arms.

Thinking about how good Zhang Changyao had been to him, he felt ashamed.

He cursed himself in his heart, saying he was not human and had tarnished Zhang Changyao and Yang Wuni's sincerity towards him.

"Liao Zhi, Zhang Changyao, go haul sand. From now on, the sand you use will be the same sand used to make popcorn."

Your poop and pee will taste like popcorn.

Yang Wuni imitated Zhang Changyao and shaved Liao Zhi's beard.

Soft little hands pressed against his face, making him unable to resist feeling intoxicated.

The warm, milky breath was inhaled by Liao Zhi.

He felt that he loved this woman to death, and even if he died at this moment, he would not have any regrets.

Liao Zhi had never truly been in contact with a woman and had no romantic experience.

At this moment, I could no longer suppress my excitement; the heat in my body felt like it was about to burst out of my chest.

The lips were burning red, and licking them again and again did not relieve the burning sensation.

"Wu Ni, if one day I can stand up again, will you be happy?"

After shaving, Liao Zhi couldn't help but murmur a question to Yang Wuni.

"You silly Liao Zhi, we're all happy that you've stood up."

Even if you can just sit up, let alone stand up, I'll be happy for you.

I would be even happier if I could go out and poop and pee by myself.

"Smell this room; no matter how much you clean it, it still smells of your excrement."

Yang Wuni gently fussed over Liao Zhi, helping him change into his newly made clothes and pants.

After Wu Ni finished her postpartum confinement, Yang Deshan became unreliable.

As if liberated, she ran to Wang the flour mill and spent time with him.

"Wu Ni, don't change my clothes or shave me anymore."

I'm a man, and you're a woman. If people see us like this, they'll gossip about you.

Liao Zhi finally overcame his desires, calmed his rapid breathing, and spoke to Yang Wuni with the manners expected of a cultured person.

"Liao Zhi, you're just like Zhang Changyao, always spouting off these grand theories without me even knowing where they come from."

What are they gossiping about me? That I had an affair with you? That you bullied me? Do you think anyone would believe that?

In my eyes, you only have a head; your body has nothing to do with you.

Sister Lin Qiu entrusted you to me and Zhang Changyao, so we have to take responsibility for you.

I want Sister Lin Qiu to come back and see that you and she left as clean and upright as you did.

It would be best to fatten you up a bit more and make you fairer-skinned, like little Wenda with delicate skin.

Yang Wuni cleaned Liao Zhi up and fed Wen Da before going to work in the fields.

"One leap and half a lifetime was ruined, youth wasted and beauty lost."

"Though the landscape remains, every inch evokes sorrow and longing."

Liao Zhi loudly expressed his inner sorrow through poetry.

But when Yang Wuni wiped her neck with a wet towel, she touched a ticklish spot, which made her laugh out loud.

"Liao Zhi, speak like this from now on, I can hear you clearly."

"One of my ears doesn't work, and I can't see your lips."

Yang Wuni didn't understand the meaning of the poem, so she just took it as Liao Zhi chatting with her.

"Wu Ni, I bought the saccharin, four bags for one yuan, and also some milk powder for Wen Da."

The salesperson said our family was well-off, and that we bought up all the baby formula.

"Look again, what did I buy for you? Isn't it nice?"

Zhang Changyao spoke with pride as he placed the four packets of saccharin in his hand on the kang (a heated brick bed).

In his other hand, he held two light pink ribbons and waved them in front of Yang Wuni to show them to her.

"Oh dear! Zhang Changyao, I'm already married and have children, why would I spend money to buy this?"

"What kind of young married woman wears a silk ribbon? People will laugh at her to death."

Yang Wuni blushed shyly and took the ribbon, rubbing it against her face.

Before I knew it, my eyes welled up with tears, and large drops of tears fell from them.

"Wu Ni, why are you crying again? This ribbon isn't expensive, why are you so upset?"

I figured no one must have bought you these when you were little, so I impulsively bought two.

We won't take it outside; we'll just set it up inside, and it'll be for me to see alone.

Don't cry. It's all my fault for not thinking things through. I knew we didn't have any money, but I still spent it recklessly.

Zhang Changyao couldn't figure out why Yang Wuni was crying, so he quickly apologized to her.

"Zhang Changyao, I'm not angry with you, I just really like the ribbon."

When I was little, I was always envious when I saw others wearing sachets, and sometimes I wanted to rush over and snatch them.

Once, Du Qiu stole his sister's ribbon and tied it on for me, and his mother gave him a severe beating.

Finally, his mother threw the ribbon into the stove and burned it. I cried for days because of this.

Yang Wuni folded the ribbon and stuffed it into the cloth strip used to tie her hair.

After pulling it up and down a few times, it became a beautiful bow shape.

"Zhang Changyao, did you buy the letter paper? I'll teach you how to write."

You mail your written work to the newspaper, and you'll get paid if it's published.

Liao Zhi felt compelled to write every time he heard about Yang Wuni's past.

He really wanted to share Yang Wuni's story with everyone in the big city.

"I bought it, but I have so much work to do at home, how can I have time to write?"

We're already too busy with the things we can see, so I think we should forget about things that are just speculation or baseless rumors.

Zhang Changyao took the letter and pen from his inner clothes and placed them under the mattress next to Liao Zhi.

He was worried that his uncle wouldn't be able to find cigarette paper and would tear up the letter again.

"Zhang Changyao, you have to listen to me and start writing now."

This isn't something you can get an immediate reward for just by writing it.

But if you don't write it down, you'll never know if you're capable or not.

You need to provide Wu Ni and the children with a good living environment.

You have to endure hardships that others can't bear and do things that others think you can't do.

The family you see is one where they make a living by simply toiling in the soil with their two hands.

The saying "Heaven will not let a blind sparrow starve" applies to people who are content with just being fed.

Do you really think that just filling your stomach is enough?

You're different from others. You've read books, you have ideas in your head, you're not a blockhead.

You need to learn to use your brain to support your family. You need to make sure Wu Ni eats white flour steamed buns and donkey meat dumplings every day.