Da Wu's wife heated some hot water, most of it was used to wipe her husband's body and soak his feet.
The rest was used for her own and Daya's foot baths.
On the kang bed, perhaps due to the cold wind on the way home, Sun Dawu felt a bit sober, and his consciousness gradually returned.
Seeing his wife busying around for him, he couldn't help but say.
"Little Bamboo, stop fussing, let's... let's rest early!" Sun Dawu said.
"No, I need to wipe your body, and also wash Daya's feet. The child can't stay next door tonight, she'll have to squeeze in with us in our room."
Da Wu's wife didn't even realize that she had a slight tone of complaint when she said this.
Sun Dawu didn't notice either, and instead started reasoning with his wife: "Little Bamboo, I said earlier, that room, the owner mentioned, is to be kept for their own use.
