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Su Qingyue had cleaned everything except for the secondary bedroom.

She stood at the doorway and knocked.

“Come in.” Xiao Qinghe looked at the door that had been knocked. When there was no response from the outside, he remembered that his wife could not hear, so he pushed open the window that was ajar, and with effort, leaned on the window frame, hoping she could see him.

Su Qingyue paused for a moment, remembering her own deafness and that even if he had spoken, she would not have heard it.

When she saw the hand extending from the window, she walked to the side of the window and saw Xiao Qinghe’s handsome face with a trace of tension.

“You can sit on the bed.” She spoke calmly, entering the room after pushing the door.

She looked over the room, saw the adobe wall that was almost peeling, and the bed that was roughly 1.8 meters by 2.2 meters.

There was a table next to the bed, with a water pot and a ceramic cup that was missing a piece.

There was also a chair, the same one with armrests that Xiao Qinghe sat on when basking in the sun.

Aside from that, there was no other furniture in the room, not even a wardrobe.

In the innermost part of the bed, there were clothes – some thick, some thin, but adding up to only a few sets for all four seasons, all neatly folded in the corner of the sleeping bed.

Xiao Qinghe sat on the bed, leaning against the wall, with the window half

open beside him.

On the ground beside the foot of the bed was a wooden bucket with a tightly secured lid.

The pungent smell emanated from the wooden bucket. Without guessing, it was obviously a toilet bucket. The chair was placed beside the toilet bucket, presumably Xiao Qinghe would rely on it when using the toilet.

The smell of medicine in the room was strong enough to overpower the smell from the toilet bucket.

Su Qingyue’s gaze fell on Xiao Qinghe.

His lips were slightly pursed, and there was a hint of anxiety in his calm expression.

Despite his best efforts to hide it, she could still feel his nervousness.

She spoke gently, “I… I’ll come in and clean the room.”

He nodded lightly, “Thank you.”

She shook her head with a smile.

The table, chairs, and bed were quite clean; only the hard mud floor had a layer of dust.

She didn’t sprinkle water, but just swept the floor with a broom, trying to make her movements as light as possible to avoid spreading dust all over the room.

She wanted to scrap off the peeling adobe wall, but decided against it, as removing it would make the wall even more uneven.

After sweeping the floor and putting the dirt in a bamboo scoop, she took the scoop and the broom outside, then went back into the secondary bedroom to take the toilet bucket.

“Wife, don’t…” Xiao Qinghe saw her actions and quickly called out.

But she didn’t hear him or look at him and just went outside with the toilet bucket.

His face immediately turned red up to his neck.

Su Qingyue took the toilet bucket to the backyard thatched house to empty it, and instead of taking it back to the room directly, she carried the bucket to the river bank.

Xiao Qinghe watched his wife’s receding figure from the window. She was slender and graceful, like a well-bred young lady. However, she was carrying a toilet bucket, seemingly not bothered by its smell in the slightest.

His clear eyes slowly filled with tears.

Su Qingyue walked to the crossroad between the village well and the river bank and noticed a handsome, gentle-looking man waving at her.

She nodded slightly and headed towards the river bank.

After walking a few steps, she looked back and saw the man following her. So she stopped and stepped to the side, “You go first..”