Looking at her little face drenched with sweat from being tossed about by him all night, he took a clean towel he had prepared at the head of the bed and wiped the sweat off her body.
Holding her warm and delicate body, he felt as if he was in love to the point of grinding his teeth, truly wishing he could knead her into his very marrow.
At noon, Ding Er and his wife delivered a chicken and a duck each as thank-you gifts for Su Qingyue's lifesaving grace. The Li Gui's family also sent over some cloth and ten jin of pork, which Su Qingyue couldn't refuse, so she accepted them.
The snow stopped after falling for two more days.
Every household in the village was clearing snow.
On the village road, the village chief also called for every family to clean the snow in front of their own doors.
This morning, when Su Qingyue woke up, Xiao Yuchuan had already prepared a steaming hot breakfast.
