Chapter 939 Madam, I Have Earned My Life for You.

What the daughter said was exactly what Guo was worried about.

However, Fan Xiaohua was impulsive and she would not say these words to her daughter.

Mrs. Guo rolled her eyes at her daughter, glared at her and said, "These are the things you, a little girl, should say? You're not afraid of not being able to get married!"

"It's okay to say this at home. If you dare to say it outside, see how I teach you a lesson!"

Fan Xiaohua looked very unhappy after being scolded, and put the blame on Luo Shui.

That night.

Luo Er returned to the room with a basin of water, looked at Wang Wanniang and smiled:

"Madam, you're tired after a long day of walking. Come over and soak your feet."

With that said, he squatted down and helped Wang Wanniang take off her embroidered shoes.

The tall man lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes full of tenderness.

After walking all the way during the day, my feet were sore and burning. When I entered the warm water, they felt incredibly comfortable.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Wang." Wang Wanniang looked at Luo Er and said.

She was a talented woman, and she could have found a better family, but she fell in love with Luo Er who had a crush on her.

She doesn't seek wealth, she just hopes to marry a caring man.

Fortunately, I didn't misjudge the person.

"Why do I have to work so hard? My wife has given birth to children for me and taken care of the housework for me. I have to be embarrassed and criticized by my mother. If it's hard, it's my mother's hard work."

"I have worked hard for you for so many years, my wife. I am ashamed of you for my husband."

Luo Er touched the calluses on Wang Wanniang's hands, feeling ashamed and painful.

Wang Wanniang shook her head and shook the man's rough hand.

"My husband, please don't say that. I have never regretted marrying you, even when we were not separated. What's more, my husband doesn't need to worry about it now."

Luo Er patted her hand, his eyes becoming gentler.

After wiping the woman's feet and telling her to lie down and rest early, he went out to pour the water for washing the feet.

As soon as Luo Er went out, he met Luo Shui.

"Luoluo, why aren't you sleeping yet? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Luo Shui simply drank too much water and went to the toilet several times. Unexpectedly, his father bumped into him.

"...I'm going to sleep now."

He looked at the wooden basin in his father's hand again, covered his mouth and chuckled, and then went back to the room.

Mom and dad are so loving!

Luo Er felt his ears warm from his daughter's laughter, touched something on his chest, and returned to the house with a smile.

Wang Wanniang was still sitting by the bed. When she saw her husband coming in, she patted her side.

"It's been a tiring day today, so go to bed early."

Luo Er walked towards her, sat next to her, and took out a bottle of hand-protecting ointment from his chest.

"Madam, I'll give you this hand ointment. I heard it's helpful."

"When I get my hands ready, I will make you an embroidery frame again. You can embroider whatever you want."

Wang Wanniang's eyes flashed with water, and she looked at her calloused hands, with a flash of bitterness in her eyes.

Can these hands still embroider?

She has been doing embroidery since she was in elementary school, and she learned how to do it well at a young age.

When she first married into the Luo family, the old man was still there, a fair man, and she still had time to make money with embroidery.

After the old man was gone, the old lady's heart wandered into nowhere.

She was asked to do all the work at home, and her hands gradually became rough, and she never touched embroidery thread again.

Luo Er knew that his wife had been greatly wronged, so he sighed and took her into his arms.

"Leave the rough work at home to me and Daikin Komori from now on! Apply the ointment for a while and it should be fine. If it doesn't work, just change it."

He heard about this ointment a long time ago and it is said to be very effective.

As soon as he had money, he bought it. Whether it was real or not, no one would know until he tried it.

Wang Wanniang smiled angrily and patted Luo Er's chest.

The soft eyebrows and eyes seemed to be emitting a soft light under the dim candlelight.