Yang Donglai looked at the red gourd. It looked ordinary in appearance, without any patterns.

Since the name given to the creation bottle is wine-making gourd, it must be mainly about wine-making.

Open the stopper of the gourd and look inside, feeling satisfied and delighted.

Just because it is a small space inside, and it is divided into several compartments. If it is not bad, different wines can be brewed.

Immediately after dripping blood to identify the owner, through spiritual consciousness, the internal structure can be clearly seen.

Especially the space inside is really not that small. Each divided grid has an area as big as a large lake.

I thought about the various fruits in the space hut again, and couldn't wait to walk into the space hut.

Just pick all the ripe fruits inside, including those peaches.

The mouth of the gourd is aimed at the large pile of fruits, and there is a closing opening, and all of them enter the gourd.

Yang Donglai felt the magic of this gourd, nodded and smiled with satisfaction. Next, he was waiting to taste the delicious wine.

After dinner, the two girls stayed with their godmother Li Linglong.

Because Xiaolan was still young, they naturally took care of him.

After putting her son to sleep, Daya took a wooden basin and was about to fetch water to wash his feet.

"Ahem, Da Ya, let me go get some water."

Yang Donglai didn't give Daya a chance to speak at all. He grabbed the small wooden basin in his hand in advance and went to the kitchen.

"Strange, what happened today? Why does it look like a different person!" Da Ya couldn't help but feel confused.

Yang Donglai brought water from the kitchen.

"Da Ya, don't move, just let me come."

Daya was about to take the water and start washing her feet, but she was immediately stunned.

Yang Donglai personally brought the stool over, then asked her to sit down, and immediately started washing Daya's slippers.

"Stop, stop, Brother Donglai, what happened to you today? Do you know what you are doing?"

This world is just like the ancient times in previous lives. Only women wash their men's feet. How could a man wash his wife's feet?

If outsiders find out, not only will the man be said to be incompetent, but the man's wife will also not have a good reputation.

Seeing that Yang Donglai was about to wash her feet, Daya quickly stopped her and slapped his hand away.

"Shh, be careful not to wake up our son."

Yang Donglai smiled and patted her hand: "Da Ya, you have worked hard for this family these years."

"Especially for someone who takes care of the housework every day and personally washes my wife's feet. I'm willing to do it. I haven't stolen or robbed, so what are you afraid of!"

Listening to Yang Donglai's words, Da Ya was already filled with warmth and emotion.

She thought that the greatest blessing in her life was to meet such a good man like Yang Donglai.

Among the other couples in the family, every one of them would argue and argue every day for a long time, and even beat and scold their own daughter-in-law. Rich families also have many three wives and four concubines.

As for her husband, not only did he never make any noise to her, he would even lose his temper sometimes. This man was a good man. Not only would he not be angry or impatient, but he would find ways to make himself happy.

"Brother Donglai, you are the one who has worked hard for our family these years. Sit down. As your wife, I should wash your feet. Don't move when you are done."

Da Ya said, and directly asked Yang Donglai for the shoes.

Yang Donglai was stupid, thinking that I was going to wash your feet, why was it the other way around?

"Oh! Daya, I'm so sad now! How could you do this to me? I just wanted to wash your feet, but you didn't even give me this chance. As a man, I feel like a failure!"

Yang Donglai sighed, pretending to be full of sorrow. Looking at him like that, it was really just the last step. If he added some tears, it would be more like it.

Seeing his funny look, Da Ya burst into laughter and was about to burst out laughing, but then remembered that her son was still sleeping soundly, so she immediately covered her mouth.

"Da Ya, you, you, you, you can still laugh!" Yang Donglai pointed at her, pretending to be heartbroken.

Da Ya just rolled her eyes at him: "Look at how stupid you are, washing your wife's feet, as if it's such a big deal here. I think you must have had some kind of seizure today. You have been doing repairs in the village all day."

On the road, you don’t feel tired at night, and you even wash your wife’s feet, you!”

"Okay, stop making trouble, let me wash your feet and take a rest."

The couple had been together for so many years, and they still didn't know each other well. Da Ya looked at the look in his eyes and knew that he was pretending. She picked up his feet again and wanted to take off his shoes.

Yang Donglai quickly held her hand: "Da Ya, I really want to wash your feet. How about this? For the next thirty days, we will wash each other's feet every night. You see

Okay, my good wife, just obey your husband, I’ll beg you if you’re your husband.”

Yang Donglai was still anxious to complete the task, so he put on a pitiful expression. He was so anxious that he simply went to Da Ya to find a way to clock in the thirty days and successfully complete the task.

"What happened to you today? You...!"

Da Ya still wanted to object and disagree, but seeing Yang Donglai's sincere look this time, he was already full of questions. After thinking about it again and again, he finally had no choice but to nod.

Yang Donglai was very happy this time. Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves again, took off Da Ya's shoes, held his two feet, and put them into a wooden basin of warm water.

"Da Ya, it turns out that my wife's little feet are not only beautiful, but they also feel very good!"

Da Ya's face turned red: "What's so nice about a pair of stinky feet?"

Da Ya gently caressed Yang Donglai's face with both hands: "Brother Donglai, I'm not good-looking, and I like to have a bad temper. You said you didn't choose so many good girls at the beginning, so why did you marry a fool like me?

Where is the girl?"

Da Ya subconsciously thought of the time when the two met each other for so many years.

Yang Donglai rubbed her feet gently, raised his head and smiled.

"Haha, how should I put it? I don't know why. Ever since I first saw you, I just felt that you three siblings were quite pitiful."

"The main reason is that I have lost my parents since I was a child in this world. After seeing you, I feel very kind and want to take care of you and prevent you from starving and freezing."

"Later I discovered that you actually have a very good personality. You are kind, gentle, and thoughtful in everything. I got used to living with you three siblings, and suddenly I felt that this was a family, and I wanted to stay with you forever.

How wonderful it would feel to live like this forever!"

"So I decided that I will tie you tightly to my side, haha, as my wife!"

Da Ya has been listening quietly, with a look of happiness on her face.

"Haha, brother Donglai, actually, when I saw you for the first time, I didn't know why, but I had a very strange feeling."

"I feel very close to you. Especially I like you very much. You often touch my head, because I know in my heart that a girl's head, apart from her parents and elders, can only be used by her future husband!"

"Brother Donglai, thank you, thank you for letting me be your wife. The thing I am most grateful to God for in my life is that I can be your wife, Yang Donglai!"

Yang Donglai looked at her with a teasing tone: "Oh...! It seems that your thoughts were so impure when you were a child, and you already had some thoughts about me. I told you that at that time, you always looked at me in a weird way.

!”

Da Ya's face flushed with embarrassment, and she punched him: "I hate it, your thoughts are not pure. Who has any bad thoughts about you? Okay, okay, next, let me, my wife, do it for me."

My husband has washed his feet!"
Chapter completed!