After completing this long-lasting kiss, Yaoyao had tears on her face, looked up at me with satisfaction, and said happily: "Dong, you are so good! I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise! I originally thought you were so afraid of your wife and so unintentional. Maybe how long it would take for me to take, but I didn't expect that your sister just got married yesterday and you went home today. You are such a trustworthy man!"

After hearing Yaoyao's words, I smiled bitterly, and then sweated again, and said, "Then... Of course, I'm talking...hey, there's no time to ignore it!" Yaoyao was so happy that she put her head on my shoulder and said, "Dong, I'm really happy. Do you know? I've already prepared to spend a long time with you, I even..."

"Don't even," I interrupted with a smile, "You are a living person who is hanged on me for so long, and I have been numb for a long time."

Yaoyao chuckled, then popped on my face, and then got off me. I picked up my suitcase and walked into the house. Yaoyao followed me, chattering endlessly: "Dong, I finally waited for you home. You don't know. I'm alone at home every day, waiting for you stupidly. It's so difficult to see you. I feel like a little resentful woman, and I'm almost losing confidence in you. Fortunately, you're home today."

After hearing Yaoyao's words of resentment, I sighed inwardly, Qianhui, she is now considered a resentment woman! I shook my head and sat on the sofa, saying, "Yaoyao, stop talking nonsense. I also know that it's not good for you to be alone at home. Now I'm back, I will treat you well in the future." After that, I took a photo beside me and said, "Come on, stay with me for a while now!"

"Don't be anxious first!" Yaoyao put down my big box, "Wait until I'll pack your things." After that, she opened my box and started to pack my things, put the books on the bookshelf, hanged the clothes in the wardrobe, and turned around for a while. I sat on the sofa watching TV while talking to her.

"Dong, when will you and your wife be officially divorced?" Yaoyao squatted on the ground, holding Qianhui's photo frame in her hand, and looked at me with concern. I looked at Yaoyao, sighed inwardly, and smiled forcibly, "What? A photo frame makes you afraid of being like this? I'm all here, what are you still worried about?"

"No! I just, just ask! I won't be afraid!"

"Just don't think about it. Besides, didn't I tell you! She didn't agree so quickly. It may take some time to wait for the divorce. You should understand this, do you know?"

Yaoyao said "um", then raised the photo frame in her hand, looked at me and said, "Dong, then, where do you want to put this thing?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "Let's just put this thing in this box. I didn't take it for the sake of placing it."

After listening to my words, Yaoyao finally felt relieved. After packing up her things, Yaoyao went to make lunch again. It was not until lunch that Yaoyao sat down with me. Throughout the afternoon, the little woman was as happy as a blind man who had been blind for a long time and suddenly became clear. She had the whole world when she opened her eyes. She hugged me and chatted with me for a whole afternoon, what else should I add to my family, how to set the future of our two of us, whether I like boys or girls, etc., as if all this could be realized tomorrow in her mouth. Yaoyao's optimism infected me, and I even hope that this little girl would never grow up.

After dinner, I was exhausted physically and mentally for the past two days and wanted to take a shower and rest early, so I took my changing clothes to go into the bathroom. But I was stopped by Yaoyao: "Dong, what are you going to do!"

"What are you doing? Take a shower, what's wrong?"

“No washing is allowed today!”

"Why?" I said wonder.

"Anyway, there is no washing today!"

"Then you have to tell me the reason! Why don't you let me take a shower?"

Yaoyao smiled and pushed me into the bedroom, saying, "Reason... You will know in a while. If you are tired, just lie down for a while, but you are not allowed to fall asleep! I still have one big thing I haven't done!"

"What big thing can you do? You won't have someone to take a shower, really!" I sighed, and couldn't help but lie on the bed waiting for Yaoyao's "big thing". In less than two minutes, Yaoyao came in, holding a basin of water in his hand and holding a soap box with his fingers. I looked at Yaoyao in surprise, and really couldn't figure out what her "big thing" was.

Yaoyao put the basin beside the bed, squatted on the floor, and said to me: "Come here, stretch your feet!"

"what?"

"Wash your feet."

"What you said is to wash my feet?!"

"Yes!" Yaoyao opened her big eyes and looked at me very seriously.

"Yaoyao, are you sick? I am so adult, why do you need you to wash my feet? I am not the master of feudal society. Go and go, stop making trouble, I'm going to take a shower." I was so amused and crying that I stood up and said angrily.

"What a nonsense!" Yaoyao suddenly stood up and pushed me back to the bed, pouting, "Dong, I'm very serious. You must wash this foot!"

"Why?"

Yaoyao blushed, stretched out her hands to close her hair on her temples, looked at my eyes, and said, "Because... there is a custom in my hometown that women have to wash their feet on wedding night. Although today is not our wedding night, I have given myself to you. We have home now. Today is the first day you will go home officially. And I have long regarded myself as your wife, so you have to wash these feet."

I looked at Yaoyao and said nothing for a moment.

Yaoyao squatted down again and looked at me and continued: "My mother said that from the beginning of walking, a man's feet support one person to work and grow up, and after getting married, he has to support a family. If the feet are washed on the wedding night and it is comfortable to wash, two people can walk to old age and one family can live happily for the rest of their lives."

After listening to Yaoyao's words, my heart was filled with emotion and tenderness. In fact, there seemed to be a custom of washing feet in my hometown, but because I am a man, no one has told me specifically, and I have never thought about it carefully. Now I understand that although foot washing is just a small folk custom, it carries the emotions of a new woman from generation to generation, and contains people's desire and pursuit for a happy marriage life. Yaoyao said nothing wrong, it is indeed a "big event".

I didn't say anything and silently put my feet down.

Yaoyao's face turned slightly red. She gently picked up my feet, took off my socks, pulled up the corners of my pants, put them in the water, and asked, "Is it hot?" I replied, "It's not hot, it's just right, it's very comfortable." Yaoyao put my feet into the water with confidence, first flipping water at my instep and ankles, and then washed me. Yaoyao washed very seriously, carefully to every toe and every toe gap, rubbing and rubbing; Yaoyao washed very hard, and her entire head and upper body kept moving with the movements of her hands. Several drops of sweat would occasionally emerge from her forehead. She wiped it with the back of her hands, and then put it together and covered the hair in front of her.

Looking at Yaoyao's appearance, I suddenly thought of my mother. When I was very young, she also washed my feet like this. At that time, every time before going to bed at night, my mother dragged her tired body and specially boiled a pot of hot water to wash my face and then wash my feet. I was very naughty and often kicked and slapped my mother's face, and my mother just smiled lovingly.

Perhaps washing feet is just a simple process, but it makes me feel Yaoyao's deep affection and makes me feel endless aftertaste.

After Yaoyao washed and dried, she put my bipod on her legs, reached out and took out a nail clipper from her pocket, picked up one of my feet, and cut a slightly longer toe cover for me. "Ka", "Ka", "Ka", "Ka", and "Ka", and the crisp sound of the nail clipper was shaking in my heart.

Looking at Yaoyao in front of me, I was very moved and felt guilty. Although Yaoyao was simple and straightforward, she knew how to express her love in the most traditional way. Perhaps she was not as understanding and charming as Xiaoyu, nor as smart as Qianhui, but she reflected the simplest emotions and virtues of Chinese women. Yaoyao grew up, although she was weak, she must be a little woman who could carry half a home.

Outside the window, the bright red sunset is slowly fading, and the sunset is shining into the house and reflected on Yaoyao's face. This is a happy evening. At this moment, Yaoyao is so cute and beautiful.

Just as my thoughts were ups and downs, Yaoyao let go of my feet, raised her head and smiled at me, "Okay, I've finished washing you! Are you feeling comfortable?" I looked down at the slightly cloudy foot wash water, and said softly: "It's very comfortable. Yaoyao, I will remember the feeling and temperature of today for the rest of my life."

Yaoyao looked at me affectionately, picked up the basin and said, "My mother has said long ago that living a life is like washing your feet. Although the water for washing your feet is a bit dirty and smelly, the feeling of washing your feet is the most comfortable."

I looked at Yaoyao and said with emotion: "Our mother... is such a philosopher."

Yaoyao looked at me proudly and said, "Of course, is this the accumulation of life?" After saying that, she got up and wanted to pour water. My heart moved and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute!" Yaoyao turned around and looked at me and said, "What are you doing?" I put on my slippers and walked over to take the basin of the water from her, and smiled and said, "You have finished washing me, it's time for me to wash you!"

Yaoyao's eyes widened and she exclaimed: "What! Dong, you want to wash me!? You are a man!"

"What's wrong with a man? Are you not my little wife?" I looked at her and smiled, "Our family customs, newlyweds... on the night, men also have to wash women's feet, you can wait for me!"

I went to the bathroom to change a basin of water, tried the temperature, and brought it back. Yaoyao sat on the edge of the bed, with her feet hanging down beside the bed. I put down the basin and wanted to squat on the floor like her, but this posture was too tired, so I simply sat cross-legged on the floor. I looked at Yaoyao, she was smiling lightly, looking at me shyly, with a look of happiness on her face.

I gently took off Yaoyao's socks and picked up her feet and looked at it. Yaoyao's feet were very small, the flesh was very elastic, round, the toenails were neatly cut, and there was no flaw on the pink and white insteps. I guess I was wearing a maximum of 36 shoes. Compared with Xiaoyu's slender feet, which is very beautiful, Yaoyao's small and delicate feet were like two cute and flawless little white pigs.

I kept tskating her feet in a basin, rubbing and scrubbing, and soaping. Soon, I washed the two little white pigs white and clean, fragrant. I wiped her feet dry and put them in my hands for a while and said that they were giving her a massage. I pinched and scratched her, making the little girl giggle. Finally, I kissed her soles on the soles of her feet before letting go, "Okay, I'll wash it for you too! Now we will definitely walk happily for the rest of our lives!"
Chapter completed!