Chapter 45 - 045 Nearly Exposed at the Fourth Watch (Don’t Abandon Ah)
Exhausted from the journey, Li Xianglu hurriedly poured hot water from the thermos, added some coarse salt into it, and carried it over for Mr. Li to soak his feet.
Even though he hadn’t traveled far, age doesn’t show mercy. After all, he was sixty years old now, and felt very fatigued after a whole day. Seeing his new granddaughter bringing water over to soak his feet, warmth flooded his heart, and his thoughts wandered far away, to another child, who by now must be a parent themselves.
When Li Xianglu came in after boiling the water, she saw that Mr. Li had already curled up and fallen asleep on the heated brick bed. She quietly took the water back out, then lit a fire in the external bed-stove since the weather was still a bit chilly, and the bed needed to be heated.
After tidying up everything, dusk had already fallen, and after a quick wash with the water she brought in, Li Xianglu went back to her west-side cave dwelling.
She drew the curtains, bolted the door, and cheerfully took out a rechargeable lamp from the Storage Ring. Once turned on, the previously dim cave immediately brightened.
With a happy spirit, she took out a set of long-sleeved pajamas, a big bag of potato chips, and a duck-down pillow from the space, feeling blissful leaning against it. "Cotton is still the best for blankets," she thought to herself. She had several blankets in her Storage Ring: three were military cotton blankets, one was a cashmere blanket, and one was a so-called soy-cotton blanket she had bought in her previous life, which turned out to be synthetic fiber filling and was nowhere as comfortable as cotton.
Comfortably lying on the somewhat hard but warm heated brick bed, Li Xianglu was in great spirits. She opened a book she had brought back from Grandpa Lan’s house and began to read.
It was a slim novel titled "A Young Girl’s Heart," printed somewhat coarsely. Inside it depicted a story about a girl named Aman falling in love with her cousin amid some scenarios.
For Li Xianglu, a 21st-century woman who had seen countless films, such a book was nothing more than an appetizer, but for this era, it was somewhat excessive.