The bloodstain on Chen Mo's back looked terrifying, his whole back was covered in blood.
"It's nothing, just got whipped by a crazy woman. She probably had some status, so I endured it for now." Chen Mo said nonchalantly.
"Uncle..."
Han Anniang reached out to check the wound on Chen Mo's back but was afraid of hurting him: "With so much blood, how could she strike so hard? What did you do to provoke her, uncle?"
"I didn't provoke her, just stood beside her. She whipped anyone she saw after falling off her horse, otherwise why would I call her a madwoman."
Chen Mo didn't want Han Anniang to worry about such matters or bring her negative emotions. After putting down all the food, he took out the cotton-padded clothes he bought for Han Anniang: "Sister-in-law, try it on, see if it fits? I specifically chose a bigger size."
Seeing Han Anniang staring at him, unmoved, Chen Mo placed the clothes on the table beside him, then from his chest, he took out a Jade Hairpin he bought for Han Anniang and smiled: "Ta-da, Sister-in-law, what do you think this is?"
Chen Mo waved the Jade Hairpin in front of Han Anniang's eyes, then added: "Isn't it beautiful, Sister-in-law? Let me put it on for you."
Saying this, Chen Mo raised his hand to put it on Han Anniang.
But when Han Anniang saw the Jade Hairpin in Chen Mo's hand, she couldn't hold back anymore and bowed her head, sobbing as she wiped her tears.
"Sister-in-law, why are you crying?"
Even when faced with fierce bandits, Chen Mo could handle it calmly, but at this moment he was rather bewildered.
Han Anniang didn't glance at the hairpin in Chen Mo's hand, but still bowed her head, looking at the blood-stained bag, she choked: "Uncle, can't we stop going into town? I don't want new clothes or hairpins, I just want... for you to be alright, I don't want to see you hurt again..."
She didn't expect the town to be so dangerous now. Just standing there, he still got whipped, and so severely at that.
"Sister-in-law..."
Seeing Han Anniang like this, Chen Mo fell silent, he couldn't find words to refuse. Thinking for a moment, he ignored the town-going bit and said: "Sister-in-law, today's incident was just an accident. I promise you, I won't get hurt again in the future, I'll be fine."
After saying this, Chen Mo changed the topic: "Sister-in-law, is the meal ready? I'm hungry."
Han Anniang wiped away her tears, opened the door, and walked towards the kitchen.
Chen Mo expected her to bring the meal, but she came back with a basin of hot water, closed the door after entering, and pulled Chen Mo inside: "Uncle, let me clean your wound first."
"Sister-in-law, wait, I bought some Golden Wound Medicine." Chen Mo turned around and grabbed the medicinal powder.
...
In Chen Mo's room.
Han Anniang placed the wooden basin at the bedside, lit the oil lamp, looked at Chen Mo, who had taken off his saber and dagger, bit her lip, hesitated slightly, and gently said in a soft tone: "Uncle, take off your clothes and lie on the bed, let me clean the wound for you."
Chen Mo wasn't as shy as Han Anniang, he took off his cotton-padded clothes, but when it came to the innermost garment, it had stuck to the wound. Any movement was terribly painful.
Han Anniang came over to help, carefully removing that close-fitting garment from Chen Mo.
Once the garment was completely taken off, Han Anniang's eyes became moist again. The wound was over three inches long, the skin broken and bloody, it looked horrifying.
Han Anniang couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
Chen Mo immediately took a sharp intake of breath.
"That woman is so vicious, to strike so hard..." Han Anniang murmured sullenly.
Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly; this grudge would eventually be avenged.
Unfortunately, there wasn't even a Copper Mirror at home, so he couldn't see what the wound looked like.
Chen Mo lay down on the bed.
Han Anniang wrung out the towel from the wooden basin, and gently wiped off the bloodstains around Chen Mo's wound.
In the dim light of the oil lamp, taking this rare opportunity, she carefully observed Chen Mo.
Uncle's body is so strong and muscular...
However, she quickly realized this thought was inappropriate.
"An Niang, oh An Niang, he is your uncle, what are you thinking..." Seeing Chen Mo's gaze sweep back at her, Han Anniang's heart raced, her mouth dry; she quickly put the towel back in the basin and scrubbed it a few times.
Seeing Han Anniang's brief glance at his fruits of labor, Chen Mo quickly turned his head away again.
Han Anniang cleaned the bloodstains off Chen Mo's back, and finally, she applied the Golden Wound Medicine onto the wound.
"Hiss." Chen Mo clenched his five fingers, gritting his teeth.
"Uncle, did I hurt you?" Han Anniang said softly.
Chen Mo shook his head.
Seeing that the medicinal powder was not applied evenly on the wound, Han Anniang used her fingers to spread it more evenly.
The pain caused Chen Mo to inhale sharply.
"Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Han Anniang, like a child who had done something wrong, quickly apologized, lowered her head and blew gently on Chen Mo's wound, trying to relieve his pain.
"It's okay, Sister-in-law, just wrap it up with the bandage, and it'll be fine." Chen Mo said.
"Bandage?" Han Anniang was stunned, they only had some bandages at home, but she quickly thought of something, went to her mother-in-law's room, and brought a light garment, tore it into strips, and bandaged Chen Mo.
"Done." Han Anniang tied a knot, and as she was about to withdraw her hand.
Suddenly, a large hand grabbed her slender wrist.
"Uncle... Uncle."
Han Anniang was taken aback, both startled and shy, trying to pull her hand away.
Chen Mo spoke: "An Niang."
Boom!
Han Anniang's mind exploded, going blank, then her head turned like a hot furnace, her cheeks burning up.
Han Anniang was her nickname, only used by parents and her husband before they had shared a room.
Chen Mo calling her An Niang now, what it meant, was obvious.
"An Niang, I don't want to hold back anymore, Dalang is gone, let me take care of you from now on."
Seeing that she did not resist but blushed and stared at him blankly, Chen Mo sat up, pulled her wrist towards himself.
"Ah!"
Han Anniang exclaimed, falling onto him.
Only at this moment did Han Anniang finally react, trying to get up, but the masculine scent in her nostrils left her feeling weak and unable to muster any resistance.
Looking at Chen Mo's fiery gaze, Han Anniang lowered her head, her voice trembling: "Uncle, I... am your sister-in-law."
"I know!"
Before crossing over, Chen Mo was also surrounded by beautiful women, he understood women's hearts, hearing Han Anniang say this, he knew she didn't reject him. Immediately, he pressed her down clumsily and fairly roughly began to undo Han Anniang's clothes.
"Uncle... wu wu..."
Before Han Anniang could finish speaking, her mouth was blocked.
The next moment, the room plunged into complete darkness.
"But I don't want you to just be my sister-in-law."
After Chen Mo finished speaking, a rustling sound was heard in the room.
"Erlang!"
"Sister-in-law, I still like it when you call me uncle."
"... Uncle!"