The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

"Hopefully."

"That’s a small matter, but don’t keep standing, go lie down for a while." Ye Zi’an said as he picked her up and carried her to the bed, still muttering, "Li’s mom and your mother both said that you need to rest well after giving birth. I heard you can’t even take baths or wash your hair."

"Great, we should just listen to the older generation’s practices, but in this scorching heat, if someone were to not bathe for a month, they’d reek."

It was the hot summer of June, and one would sweat just sitting still, not to mention during confinement she couldn’t even use an ice basin. If she wasn’t allowed to bathe on top of that, she would go insane.

"How did you get through it when you had Lele?" Ye Zi’an suddenly asked, remembering it had also been very hot back then.

"I was foolish then and just endured it."

Not bathing for a month, especially in summer, was unbearable even to think about, and Xiaxia had actually endured it. Having children really did involve all kinds of hardships.

"My dear, you’ve worked hard." Ye Zi’an impulsively embraced Yang Chuxia in a full hug.

"Hey, let go of me, I’m dying of the heat," Yang Chuxia thought to herself, wondering why on earth he would want to hug in such hot weather, when they were both covered in sweat.

"Not letting go, just hugging you a bit longer."

"I haven’t bathed in four days, I’m starting to stink, aren’t you bothered by the smell?" Yang Chuxia felt she couldn’t stand it herself, "Hurry up and bring me some water, I want to wash a bit while your mother is out so she won’t nag."

"My dear, you’re really losing your romantic touch," Ye Zi’an grumbled, "What’s wrong with a hug? I don’t think you smell."

"Heh, Ye Zi’an, you’ve gotten bold, huh? Daring to say I’m not romantic?" And so, Ye Zi’an’s ear was twisted again.

Suddenly, Ye Zi’an began to howl, "It hurts, it hurts, my dear, be gentle, gentle, please." Seeing that Yang Chuxia had no reaction, he continued, "My dear, I was wrong, I was wrong, I won’t talk nonsense again, okay?"

Listening to his exaggerated pleas, Yang Chuxia huffed irritably and then said with a bargaining tone, "Do you want me to let go of you?"

Ye Zi’an hurriedly nodded gently, "Of course, my dear, my ear hurts, I might become deaf."

"Cut it out, don’t scare me, I know exactly how much strength I’m using. It might hurt a bit, but it’s not going to make you deaf." After a pause, she added, "I might let go of you, but you have to promise me something."

"What is it?"

"Go downstairs and fetch me some hot water, I want to take a bath, and you have to keep it a secret from my mother."

At her words, Ye Zi’an started to hesitate, it’s true that not bathing in hot weather is uncomfortable, but his mother-in-law had already told them not to bathe.

"This isn’t good, is it, my dear? If your mother finds out, she will be mad."

"Hey, are you dumb? Didn’t I already say to keep it a secret from her?"

"But she said you can’t bathe."

"So whatever she says goes?" Yang Chuxia glared at him with displeasure, "Are you going or not? If you don’t, I’m going to twist off your ear, okay?"

"My dear, why don’t you just endure it?" It wasn’t the ear twisting that was key; the key question was whether to bathe or not.

"I should endure? No way!" Yang Chuxia saw he was reluctant and, after thinking for a moment, she threatened, "Are you sure you won’t go? Let me tell you, if I really endure a month without bathing, you have to join me for a month, and you also can’t bathe or even wipe down."

"Humph, little man, I’ll see if I can’t handle you. This guy has a bit of a cleanliness obsession, insisting on bathing every day regardless of the season; they say that in the past, when there was no firewood to heat the water in winter, he would use cold water to wipe down."