Framed at the beginning: Female educated youth forced to marry disabled military officer

After Xiao Xiangdong left, Meng Xiaoman didn't want to read alone. I thought I had some floral fabric left at home, so I planned to make myself a set of tank tops and shorts to wear to bed.

As for a nice-looking suspender skirt, it takes too much fabric. There is not much fabric left at home to make a long skirt. It is not convenient to make a short one since Xiao Xiangdong is at home.

After taking the sewing machine out of the space, Meng Xiaoman opened the closet to look for the remaining fabric.

"Hey, where did the remaining fabric go? It was put here." Meng Xiaoman rummaged for a while before she found it at the bottom. When she pulled it out, she accidentally brought out a few pieces of black and gray fabric.

"What is this?" Meng Xiaoman muttered, picking up the cloth that fell on the ground and dusting it off. Then his face turned red and he threw the cloth in his hand onto the kang.

——Men's underwear is still unsewed...

Meng Xiaoman glanced at the door guiltily, but there was no one there, and then she patted her hot face to calm herself down.

Isn't it just a piece of clothing? What's the big deal? Meng Xiaoman cursed in his heart that he was so strange.

After calming down for a while, her face finally stopped feeling hot. Meng Xiaoman finally couldn't restrain her curiosity and picked up the cloth.

The thick stitches and slightly messy wiring all indicate that this was probably made by a man.

Could it be Xiao Xiangdong? It must be him. Apart from them, there is no one else at home.

Meng Xiaoman folded these unfinished products and placed them on the bedside. It suddenly occurred to him that twice when he came back from outside, he saw Xiao Xiangdong holding scissors and needlework in his hand, putting them in the sewing basket in a panic.

She didn't take it to heart at the time, but now that she thought about it, she was probably sewing these things.

Isn't it just sewing underwear? Why are you hiding it? Meng Xiaoman sneered. Is it because he is afraid that he will laugh at his craftsmanship? But yes, his needlework is indeed quite rough.

The finished vest and shorts were washed with soapy water, rinsed, and dried in the yard so that they could be worn at night.

Meng Xiaoman also collected the leftover cloth from tailoring, which can be used to paste the soles of shoes.

Just as he was about to put the sewing machine back into the space, Meng Xiaoman suddenly glanced at the pieces of fabric on the kang. After thinking about it, I picked it up.

For the sake of his usual good performance, just help him once.

Take apart the crookedly sewn underwear and re-route the stitches along the original stitches. The other three pieces are also sewn according to the size of that piece.

After doing this, Meng Xiaoman put the things back to their original places.

Putting the sewing machine back into the space, Meng Xiaoman saw that it was still early outside and it was not time to make dinner. Meng Xiaoman picked a handful of apricots and two peaches from the space to eat.

When picking fruit, I saw a space prompt indicating that the beet and sugar cane were ripe and it was time to harvest. After eating the fruit, Meng Xiaoman entered the space.

As Meng Xiaoman's mental power increased, the harvesting speed became faster and faster. In two hours, half of the beets in the field were harvested.

Guessing that Xiao Xiangdong was coming back soon, Meng Xiaoman withdrew his mental power from the space.

The sunset has mostly set, leaving only the last few rays of light.

I have a bad appetite in summer, so Meng Xiaoman planned to make spicy and sour pimple soup for dinner.

In addition to the standard ingredients of tomatoes and eggs, Meng Xiaoman also cut some green cabbage leaves into it, and added chopped fungus and diced shiitake mushrooms for freshness.

The dried fish given by Sister Fang was heated in oil and made into dried fish. Meng Xiaoman liked spicy food, so she scooped up half a spoonful of chili powder and sprinkled it on. It tasted crispy, fragrant and slightly Spicy and delicious.

Not long after the meal was ready, Xiao Xiangdong came back.

Xiao Xiangdong first put the straw hat and sickle in the storage room, and then walked to the well to fetch water and wash himself.

Meng Xiaoman brought him a piece of soap and asked him to wash his hands. "Have you found the water source?"

Xiao Xiangdong first washed his hands, face and neck with water, and then rubbed it with soap a second time. "I didn't find it. I have to go tomorrow. I guess I will have to stay in the mountains for a day."

Meng Xiaoman handed him the face towel, "Then I will help you prepare a lunch tomorrow morning. By the way, bring more water with you when you leave."

"Yeah, I'll take the army green satchel from home tomorrow."

From before dinner until after dinner, Meng Xiaoman didn't think about what to say about what happened in the afternoon.

Xiao Xiangdong saw Meng Xiaoman glance at him from time to time, hesitated to speak, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?".

Meng Xiaoman shook his head, "Nothing, just, do you have anything to eat at noon tomorrow?". It's better to let him discover it by himself, he really can't say it out loud.

"Just keep it simple."

Xiao Xiangdong went to wash the dishes and pots, and Meng Xiaoman went to take a bath.

Mint leaves and mugwort leaves are added to the bath water, which is refreshing and repels mosquitoes. It is better than toilet water.

After taking a shower, Meng Xiaoman changed into the pajamas she just made today. The length is just right, but the chest is a little tight. Sure enough, there are disadvantages to being too plump. It costs a lot of fabric. Meng Xiaoman muttered in a low voice. Somehow, it suddenly occurred to him that those pairs of shorts she made in the afternoon also cost a lot of fabric.

Shaking his head and pulling back his thoughts that had wandered off to nowhere, Meng Xiaoman put the clothes he had changed into the dirty clothes basket, saving them for washing tomorrow, and returned to the bedroom.

After Xiao Xiangdong bought her cream, she used the clam oil she used to apply on her face as body lotion.

Clam oil is very moisturizing. Meng Xiaoman has normal skin and her body is not very dry. She doesn't need to apply a lot. She only applies a thin layer to areas that are prone to roughness such as her knees, elbows and heels.

After doing this, Meng Xiaoman carefully wiped the mat on the kang twice with well water soaked in mint leaves. This mat was specially made by Xiao Xiangdong. The bamboo strips are thin and soft, and the surface has been specially polished. It is very smooth and not awkward at all. After rubbing it with mint water, it feels cool and comfortable to lie on.

I don’t know if it was because harvesting beets in the afternoon exhausted her mental energy, but Meng Xiaoman fell asleep shortly after lying down.

When Xiao Xiangdong returned to the house after washing, what he saw was her lying on the kang in a large shape, sleeping soundly.

She was wearing very cool clothes today. Her slender limbs were stretched out wantonly, and her legs were long and straight. Under the dim light, they glowed as delicate and bright as porcelain. Even the little feet at the end were dazzlingly white.

Xiao Xiangdong couldn't help but be fascinated. It wasn't until Meng Xiaoman snorted and turned over that he came back to his senses.

Although no one saw him, he still felt ashamed of being caught. He cupped his fists and coughed lightly before walking towards the bed.

The mat under her body got a little warm after sleeping for a while. Meng Xiaoman felt too hot and couldn't help but turn over to the side, looking for the next piece of coolness.

Xiao Xiangdong slept until midnight when he found that his left arm was being squeezed so hard that he couldn't get away. When he opened his eyes, he found someone lying next to him. Meng Xiaoman was sleeping soundly on his arm.

The two of them were so close that Xiao Xiangdong could smell the scent of soap on her hair and the smell of cream on her face.

Without waking her up, Xiao Xiangdong turned sideways and looked at the people close by using the moonlight coming from the window, tracing the delicate facial features of the person in front of him with his eyes.