{"id":1491,"date":"2020-03-12T07:32:55","date_gmt":"2020-03-12T06:32:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=1491"},"modified":"2020-03-12T07:33:29","modified_gmt":"2020-03-12T06:33:29","slug":"tofuh-chapter-45-1-fragile-bed-board","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2020\/03\/12\/tofuh-chapter-45-1-fragile-bed-board\/","title":{"rendered":"TOFUH &#8211; Chapter 45.1 &#8211; Fragile bed board"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--StartFragment--><\/p>\r\n\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIt is already evening and Zhao Liu still came out to wash clothes . . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cBefore, Zhao Fugui and Zhao Jinge were afraid that the river water was too cold and didn\u2019t let Zhao Liu wash clothes by the river. They even cut firewood to boil water to let her wash the clothes and dishes. And today . . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cZhao Liu\u2019s eyes were red from crying. She was probably driven out by Eldest Jiang.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat Zhao Jinge looks dazed and is probably frightened. No matter how much he looks like a man, in fact, he is still a ger.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThat Eldest Jiang . . . ah!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. . .<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At that time, all the people in the village had already gotten off work and had nothing to do, so they chatted with other people from the village, and there was no doubt that the main topic of their conversations was Zhao Fugui\u2019s family.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That Eldest Jiang took a fancy to Zhao Jinge. They didn\u2019t know how the Zhao family would live in the future.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The people in the village avoided Zhao Liu and Zhao Jinge while they were chatting. Therefore, Zhao Liu and Zhao Jinge didn\u2019t know what they thought so far.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Despite the fact that Zhao Liu\u2019s eyes were very red and swollen, she was very happy and satisfied at this moment. Since the death of her eldest son, she had become a subject of sympathy for the village, making her more and more reluctant to go out. But now . . . she felt that she was ready to lift her head up.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Zhao Liu came out to wash clothes, she had the intention to show off in front of the other villagers. As a result, she was there washing clothes and waiting for the others to ask her about her family, but no one came to ask. Even those who were washing dishes by the river gave her sympathetic looks before leaving without a word.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Liu became so gloomy that she wanted to hold back these people and tell them that her family\u2019s Jinge was going to get married and it was a marriage into their house. But with her character, she wouldn\u2019t do that kind of thing, so she could only get more ensnared. Her heart was both happy and confused. Zhao Liu put a lot of effort into washing the clothes, but Zhao Jinge was the complete opposite.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After Jiang Zhen said something like that, he was a bit dazed and didn\u2019t know what to do. Especially . . . Jiang Zhen even went so far as to say that he had wanted to live in his house for a long time. Did Jiang Zhen fall in love with him a long time ago? Even though he was not confident at this time, Zhao Jinge still believed that Jiang Zhen liked him. After thinking of this, he felt so happy that his heart could almost jump out of his chest. Zhao Jinge suddenly felt that rescuing Jiang Zhen from the river and then bringing him porridge to keep him alive were the best things he had ever done in his life.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHow agile Zhao Jinge used to be. He is not moving now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThe way Zhao Liu washed these clothes seemed like she wanted to tear them up.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI guess they feel unwell. How pitiful . . .\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">. . .<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The villagers felt more sympathetic towards the Zhao family\u2019s plight. Although they liked to watch how others lived and gossiped about them sometimes, no one would dare go out and rub salt into the wound of the Zhao family when they felt really sorry for them. So . . . Zhao Liu finished washing her clothes with no one coming up to her to inquire about Jiang Zhen&#8217;s and Zhao Jinge\u2019s situation. Zhao Liu\u2019s heart became depressed, but in the end, she could only go back home in frustration. However, when she saw what Jiang Zhen had given her, she felt happy again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the past, when they got married, Zhao Fugui had also given her a bracelet. But later, when the family was short of money, the bracelet was naturally sold, so that she did not have any jewelry anymore. But now, she had another bracelet.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cFugui, this bracelet is much prettier than the one you bought for me.\u201d Zhao Liu put the bracelet on her wrist and showed it to Zhao Fugui.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMy bracelet was bigger!\u201d Zhao Fugui said discontentedly. He had bought the biggest bracelet he could afford!<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cIt was big, but not beautiful!\u201d Zhao Liu said. That bracelet was so clumsily made and so thick that it was inconvenient for her to wear it to work, so she didn\u2019t wear it very often in the end. Although the bracelet given by Jiang Zhen was a bit small, it was small and beautiful, and just right. Zhao Liu looked at the bracelet, and the more she looked, the more she liked it.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Seeing the scene before him, Zhao Fugui&#8217;s face turned black. His wife was going to show off the things given by others?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">However, Zhao Liu didn\u2019t notice and kept praising Jiang Zhen. She took out the rouge that Jiang Zhen had given and with her fingers applied some on her lips. Then she asked Zhao Fugui if it looked good.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was already a dark night. What was there to see! Zhao Fugui snorted twice. In fact, Jiang Zhen had neither taste, nor money, so when he was choosing rouge for Zhao Liu, he chose not only the most common but also the cheapest one. If it were the modern times and he were to give the future mother-in-law the cheapest lipstick, he wouldn\u2019t be able to marry their daughter. But in ancient times, Zhao Liu didn\u2019t even have a box of rouge. So even with such a box of rouge, she still liked it.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Fugui\u2019s face got even darker. If he had known that Zhao Liu liked these things that could not be eaten or used at all, he would have spent money to buy a box for her! But . . . if he had given this thing to Zhao Liu before, Zhao Liu would have been angry with him for spending money recklessly.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After Zhao Liu reluctantly wiped off the rouge from her lips and went to bed, she kept talking about Jiang Zhen. On the other side, Zhao Jinge was also thinking about Jiang Zhen.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Will Jiang Zhen come over tonight?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Jinge was restless, fearing that Jiang Zhen would not come over because he thought he was already asleep. In the end he opened the window and waited. In fact, he had opened the window last night too and waited, hoping that Jiang Zhen would come over. In the end, he waited all night, but Jiang Zhen didn\u2019t come. Later, he fell asleep while in a daze. Because of that, when he woke up in the morning, he was really nervous. He was afraid that Jiang Zhen had just said it casually, but in fact, he didn\u2019t plan to come to his family to propose marriage that day. The worry he was bearing was not relieved until he learned from Wang Yuer that Jiang Zhen had gone to the county town. At that time, his heart had dropped to the ground, but it was still beating very fast.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">If Jiang Zhen didn\u2019t come to ask for a reward and take advantage of it this evening, he would not be Jiang Zhen. Thinking that he had dropped a bomb at the Zhaos\u2019 house today, he thought that Zhao Fugui and Zhao Liu would be too excited and would go to sleep late, so he didn\u2019t dare to come early and finally showed up much later than usual.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When he came over, he was worried that Zhao Jinge had already fallen asleep, and so, he didn\u2019t immediately see the open window.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><br \/>Edited by : Faro<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>Proofreader: Taalia<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>Support translation:<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/bePatron?u=25191841\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"217\" height=\"51\" class=\"wp-image-338 lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/become_a_patron_button.png?resize=217%2C51\" alt=\"\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 217px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 217\/51;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/ko-fi.com\/lajnaa\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/kofi3-3.png?resize=185%2C47\" alt=\"This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is kofi3-3.png\" width=\"185\" height=\"47\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 185px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 185\/47;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cIt is already evening and Zhao Liu still came out to wash clothes . . .\u201d \u201cBefore, Zhao Fugui and Zhao Jinge were afraid that the river water was too cold and didn\u2019t let Zhao Liu wash clothes by the river. 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