Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 234 - 229: The Villain Is Actually Washing Her Period Cloths

Chapter 234: Chapter 229: The Villain Is Actually Washing Her Period Cloths

Song An pursed his lips, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Your sister-in-law fell into the water and needs to recuperate, so the medicine will be used first. The total is three hundred and twenty-six cents, you can give it to me when you have it."

He really wanted to be good to his nephew, Song Tingfan, but always ended up causing him harm.

Sometimes, he felt powerless. He had already spoken to Mrs. Song, even scolded her, but nothing seemed to work.

"Alright, uncle, wait for me a moment, I’ll go home and get it right away."

As Song Tingfan turned his head, his eyes instantly reddened, forcing back his tears.

He couldn’t cry; if he cried, his uncle would feel very guilty.

Soon, he handed over the silver coin to Song An, "Uncle, thank you."

Thanks for taking care of him all these years.

Song An patted his shoulder, "No need for thanks, uncle will always be your uncle, no need to be formal."

"Alright." Song Tingfan nodded.

...

The day after falling into the water, Lin Qiao started her menstrual period. Maybe due to being soaked in the water, her lower abdomen was faintly aching this time.

When Song Tingfan, who was tending the fire, noticed his sister-in-law occasionally holding her lower abdomen, he asked nervously, "Sister-in-law, is your stomach uncomfortable?"

Lin Qiao waved her hand, "It’s nothing." As she spoke, she couldn’t help but hold her lower abdomen again.

She used not to believe that menstrual pain could be so intense, but today she experienced it firsthand.

To feel better, she squatted on the ground.

Song Tingfan hurriedly walked over, squatted down to inquire, "Sister-in-law, don’t lie to me, is it your stomach or somewhere else that’s hurting? I’ll help you back to rest." As he spoke, he wanted to support her.

Lin Qiao wanted to squat for a while to ease the pain, she waved her hand, "It’s alright, squatting for a while will be better."

After a while, the pain subsided a bit, she stood up, matched the anxious eyes of the young man, and said, "It’s alright now, might be something I ate wrong, just had a bit of stomach ache."

"Sister-in-law, I’ll take you to see the doctor." Song Tingfan said worriedly.

"No need, it’s alright."

"You have to go, sister-in-law, wait for me for a moment, I’ll go back to the house to grab some silver coin."

Seeing him turning to run, Lin Qiao hurriedly grabbed him, helplessly saying, "Really, it’s nothing, no need to see the doctor."

"We have to see, must see." Song Tingfan insisted with a firm face.

Lin Qiao: "..."

She had no choice but to explain about her menstrual period, "Little uncle, I’m just on my menstrual period, stomach pain is normal, drinking some hot water will be better."

Upon hearing the word "menstrual period," Song Tingfan was stunned for a moment, then his ears turned red when he realized. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Then he took a stool for Lin Qiao to sit on, quickly washed the pot, and added two ladles of water inside.

To make the water boil quickly, he placed a wooden board at the stove door.

At this time, Song Qin and Mrs. Fan returned from picking vegetables in the fields, Song Qin saw Lin Qiao’s pale face, "Qiao’er, what’s wrong with you?"

Lin Qiao was about to say it’s nothing, but Song Tingfan spoke up first, "Grandma, sister-in-law started her menstrual period, stomach hurts, squatted on the ground for a while just now."

He didn’t understand these things, could only tell them to grandma.

Lin Qiao felt inexplicably embarrassed, "..."

Upon hearing, Song Qin looked a bit nervous, "Definitely from falling into the water yesterday, cold entered the body, is there any old ginger at home?"

"None left, Grandpa Wang’s house has it." Song Tingfan followed anxiously.

"I’ll go borrow some, Tingfan, keep the water boiling." Song Qin hurriedly turned to leave, Mrs. Fan ran out too, "I’ll go buy some brown sugar."

Lin Qiao hadn’t had a chance to speak, the two had already left the courtyard, she felt helpless yet a bit warm inside. Turning her head, she saw Song Tingfan staring at her still, with a look of her being on the verge of death.

She couldn’t help but laugh out loud, but the laugh made her stomach hurt, quickly stopping, "Little uncle, I’m really fine, don’t be too nervous."

The hot water in the pot was bubbling, Song Tingfan ladled a bowl, fearing it was too hot for her to drink, he fanned it several times with a cattail leaf fan, finally testing the temperature with his hand before handing it to her.

Lin Qiao drank a few sips, easing a bit of the pain.

Not long after, Song Qin and Mrs. Fan returned, ginger brown sugar water had been simmered for a while, and not to mention, it had some effect, after one sip down the throat, the pain significantly reduced, her cold hands and feet also warmed up.

After breakfast, Lin Qiao went to the toilet to change a cloth strip, the dirty cloth strip soaked in a wooden bucket in the toilet for a while, fearing Song Tingfan and Song Rong would see it, she hid it in the innermost corner.

The cloth strip was prone to leaking, her underskirt was stained a bit, so she went back to the room to change it, then carrying her dirty skirt to the toilet, planning to wash it together.

She pushed open the half-covered door, when she saw the scene inside, she was stunned.

The young man’s hands were scrubbing the cloth strip, the water in the bucket blood red.

The villain was actually washing her menstrual cloth strip.

"..."

Song Tingfan didn’t expect his sister-in-law to come in so quickly, his face immediately flushed, afraid she misunderstood something, he stammered explaining, "Grandma said that... should not... touch cold water."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She paused for a while, composed herself, pretended to be calm, "Little uncle, you shouldn’t touch this, it’s dirty."

"You go out, I’ll wash it."

Despite Song Tingfan’s face being red enough to drip blood, he still insisted on washing it, "Not dirty, I’ll wash."

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Qiao’s skirt in her arms, he stuttered again, "Sister-in-law, put the skirt... on the stool, I’ll wash it later."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She hesitated between continuing to argue or leaving, finally choosing to leave quickly.

"Oh, the skirt won’t be washed, it’s clean."

She hurried out of the toilet, then returned to the room, closing the wooden door with a "bang," her face flushed instantly.

Without needing to look, she knew it was like a monkey’s bottom.

This lifetime and the last, this was still the first man to wash such private items for her.

If it were another man, she would marry him right away.

Cough, over-exaggerated a bit, but she was serious.

Cloth strips, these things, she knew without having to guess, were considered unsightly here, basically men avoided them.

Bad luck!

She dawdled in the room for quite a while before finally opening the door to go out, just in time to see Song Tingfan hanging the cloth strip to dry, their eyes met, Lin Qiao awkwardly looked away first, "I’m going to chat with the Big Sister-in-law."

Song Tingfan scratched his head, "I’ll accompany you."

"No need, it’s not far." Lin Qiao waved her hand, then quickly left the courtyard, perhaps walking too fast, she stumbled a little.

"Sister-in-law, slow down."

Song Tingfan’s voice came from behind, Lin Qiao didn’t turn to look at him, waved her hand, "Alright."

...

The embarrassment of the cloth strip lasted until Song Tingfan went to study in the county. Lin Qiao planned to go to the town two days later, wanting to find someone in the village to help take care of the three elderly at home.

Before this, she had asked Song Qin and Song Rong, the old couple wanted to stay in the village. Firstly, to take care of the chickens, ducks, and fields at home, secondly, to avoid Lin Qiao taking care of them.

Lin Qiao thought over the villagers, finally considering the neighbors from the Wang Family, as the men usually went to the fields to work, naturally, it would have to be the women.

She only intended to ask the women to help with the three meals a day, ensuring that the three elders at home ate a bit better.