C30 (1/2)

Ever since she was that close to the flute last time, Yun Qiu had been very happy in her heart. Although the two still didn't have a substantive relationship, she was happy. Yun Qiu was even thinking that it was not bad to continue living like this. If the night flute knew Yun Qiu's thoughts now, it would probably turn into a jackal and pounce on him.

But Yunqiu did not know what character the flute had. In her eyes, the flute had always been gentle and refined, and it treated her with such care and affection.

Yun Qiu felt ashamed to face the flute. Although she was the young miss of the Yun Family, she had never been treated well by her father. She actually did not have any status in the Yun Family. Thus, Yun Qiu was unable to help her husband in the field of official affairs. And now that she mentioned about her marriage as a flute, she actually couldn't even take care of the daily life of the flute. What kind of wife was this?

Yunqiu reflected, and Yu'er's suggestion finally led him to decide how to learn how to be a peasant woman. As the saying goes, a husband marries his wife. Now that she had married a farmer, she had really become a peasant woman. In order to better integrate himself into this family, Yun Qiu had decided in her heart that she must learn everything about farming!

Yun Qiu was washing the flute.

Yu'er stared helplessly at Yun Qiu's hand. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth agape in surprise. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.

Yun Qiu looked at Yu'er, puzzled. ”Isn't that the case?” Yun Qiu held out the clothes in front of Yu'er, his face filled with a guilty conscience as he begged for guidance.

Yu'er felt her heart bleed. She looked at Yun Qiu in grievance, crying out, ”Miss, why are you using this servant's clothes as guinea pigs?” She only had these few pieces of clothing! This time she was even ruined by Yun Qiu. How would she be able to change her clothes in the future?!

Seeing Yu'er's look of disdain, Yun Qiu said apologetically, ”Yu'er, I didn't do it on purpose. I was just thinking, thinking …” ”If I fail to wash my husband's clothes the first time, I will lose a lot of face …” Yun Qiu's tone grew softer and softer, but Yu'er knew what Yun Qiu was going to say next.

Yu'er roared in her heart. Attaching importance to one's sex over one's friends isn't such a method of comparison, is it? Washing up Young Master's clothes made him feel very disgraced, but what about hers?! Yu'er took a few deep breaths to calm her restless mind.

Forget it, who asked her to meet such a lady? Yu'er looked over her clothes at Yun Qiu's dirty little face and immediately felt at ease. However, he still held back his laughter and asked with an extremely serious expression, ”Miss, have you learned it yet?”

Yun Qiu innocently shook his head, adding on with his blinking, he was both naive and innocent. Yu'er could only suppress her emotions. She believed that there would be a day when she would suffer internal injuries.

Actually, Yun Qiu had done most of the work in the Yun Family. She knew how to wash dishes, embroider, etc. In addition, she often washed clothes in the Yun Family. It was just that she was now in the countryside … Yun Qiu didn't know how to describe it.

At the river's edge, clothes were thrown carelessly on the ground, and there was nothing to wash the clothes with except the aid of hands or something else. Yun Qiu remembered that when he was washing clothes at the Yun Family in the past, it was already much better than now, so he thought to himself, this can't be blamed on her.

Yu'er knew that she was lying to herself again. She could only silently shout in her heart, 'Miss, can you stop lying to your conscience?' He clearly doesn't know how to wash …