Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland

On the way back home, neither of them said a word.

Yun Hao didn’t know how to comfort Meng Yunhan.

And Meng Yunhan, knowing that Yun Hao had to leave on the third day, felt stifled and uncomfortable within.

“You’ve returned.” Yun Hao’s mother noticed their arrival and cheerfully called out.

However, she saw her daughter-in-law just smiling at her before turning around to retreat into her room.

Yun Hao’s mother looked at her son in an inquisitive way, as if asking: What happened?

“Dad, Mom, I have to return to the army on the third day of the new year.”

Yun Hao’s mother then understood why Meng Yunhan, who had been so happy to leave, had returned with a long face.

“Why so soon?” she asked, surprised. He had only been home for less than three days and was now leaving already. Was it that urgent?

Yun Hao’s father realized that his son’s brief stay at home must be due to some army duty. His visit home was probably just to see his wife.

“Go see your wife.” Yun Hao’s father said, looking at Yun Hao, telling him to go and comfort her.

He also knew that his son was not good at comforting people.

Yun Hao nodded and went back into the room to see his wife.

“Hanhan…..”

Yun Hao, looking at his wife who was hanging her head low, gently put his arms around her shoulders, only to feel them damp the next moment.

“Why are you crying again.” Yun Hao gently straightened her body and wiped away her tears with his fingers.

Meng Yunhan didn’t know why she was so prone to crying now. She rarely cried despite the hardships she faced in her previous life. Now in this life, it seemed like her tears wouldn’t stop flowing whenever she wanted them to.

“I’m not crying.” Meng Yunhan insisted.

Yun Hao cupped her face and started kissing her.

“I know you’re going to miss me.” Yun Hao said, his lips curling upward slightly, his tone soft and lingering.

He didn’t want to leave either, but he had no choice.

If he could, he would have taken his wife with him, but that was impossible.

Meng Yunhan instinctively wrapped her arms around Yun Hao’s neck, not saying a word.

Because of this, Meng Yunhan had no appetite at dinner and unable to hide his unease, Yun Hao’s cold demeanor discouraged Zhang Cuihua and Zhao Fang from saying much.

Skipping dinner, they quickly packed up and took the children home without hesitation.

“Come, let’s wash your feet.” Yun Hao heated some water for Meng Yunhan to soak her feet in.

“I can do it myself.” Meng Yunhan was taken aback that he wanted to wash her feet.

“Don’t move.”

Meng Yunhan was too stunned to move, watching him as he gently washed her feet.

It was the first time she’d ever had a man wash her feet.

After Yun Hao had finished washing her feet and toweling them dry, he gently moved Meng Yunhan into a lying position and covered her with a blanket. He then proceeded to wash his own feet with the hot water, going out to pour the water away and bringing back a bottle of drinking water.

“Go to sleep!” Removing his coat, he observed the woman in his bed had not yet closed her eyes to sleep.

Meng Yunhan reached out her hand and tightly held his, whispering, “I want you.”

Yun Hao lifted her hand, placed it on his lips, and gently kissed it, responding, “Go to sleep!”

“I want you.” Meng Yunhan’s words carried a tone of grievance, they had not even been together for three days, barely sixty hours and yet he was leaving again.

“Good girl.” Yun Hao cooed, softly stroking Meng Yunhan’s face.

Meng Yunhan pouted, mumbling, “Ahao, Ahao, I’m going to miss you.” The thought of him leaving in a day’s time was unbearable to Meng Yunhan; it evoked a profound sense of melancholy within her heart.