Su Qingyue was in her room, unwilling to change into clean clothes. She was too dirty and hadn't taken a bath yet. If she changed her clothes now, they would get dirty again, and she didn't want to wear dirty clothes after bathing. She also didn't want to shamelessly ask her second brother for another set of clean clothes.
After thinking about it, she decided to just wear her wet clothes, and wait for her second brother to prepare the bathwater. Then, she would change out of her wet clothes after bathing. Her wet clothes had been sticking to her body for a while now, so it didn't make much difference.
Just as Xiao Yuchuan was about to figure out what to do outside the door, Su Qingyue opened it.
He asked in surprise, "Wife, why don't you change out of your wet clothes?"
She ignored him and went to the kitchen. She saw that the stove on both sides was burning firewood vigorously, one side was cooking rice, and the other was heating a large pot of hot water.
