My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 110: Chapter 112: The Cleanliness-Loving Child

Tang Zhinian had not only registered his daughter for school, but also brought her the needed textbooks. When he and Tang Zhijun were covering the books with protective sleeves, even a semester of use wouldn’t diminish their newness once the sleeves were removed.

Tang Yuxin sprang out of bed early in the morning and strolled to the kitchen. She opened up the rural-style stove, which was large and held two pots: one for cooking food, the other for heating water.

Due to the necessity of preparing three meals a day, the water in the second pot was always hot, ready for any household tasks, including washing faces.

Despite her tender age, she practiced her own set of hygiene rules meticulously. Even in the midst of summer, she would refrain from consuming cold water or using it excessively. In her past life, she had overworked herself with chores such as washing, cooking, and taking care of Wei Jiani, often resorting to cold water for all her needs. It led to significant harm to her health, resulting in what she would only later realize in medical school as a serious case of cold uterus.

Her inability to bear children due to this condition resulted in Wei Jiani’s opportunistic move. The memory of Wei Jiani, pregnant with her belly, gloating one day, still stuck with her.

“Sister, if you truly love Yong’an, then why don’t you let me have him? You can’t be this selfish. Yong’an is the only son in his family. Surely, you don’t want the Zhang Family’s lineage to end with you?”

“Sister, I’m carrying Yong’an’s child, and his mother also treats me well. If I were you, I would voluntarily leave. Don’t your feelings for Yong’an imply you should step aside?”

It was only then that she realized that Zhang Yong’an’s promises of lifelong love and gratitude were all lies.

Men’s words couldn’t be trusted, and women turned out to be no better.

Therefore, after her rebirth, she avoided using cold water whenever she could. She planned to take better care of herself because she wanted her own children someday.

What she sought was a faithful and honest man. He might be poor, or not handsome, but she yearned for his loyalty above all.

She removed the lid and used a ladle to scoop some water for herself to wash her face and brush her teeth.

“Little Xinxin’s awake, huh?”

Tang Zhijun stretched languidly as he emerged, his face sporting a childish grin that hadn’t changed for years.

“Uncle, it’s time to wash up.”

Tang Yuxin pointed to the basin of clean water. Tang Zhijun found his niece’s cleanliness somewhat amusing. One basin of water was more than enough for a family’s morning routine in any rural household. Yet there she was, insisting on using three different basins.

Unlike her, the two men were more carefree, simply splashing their faces with water.

Tang Yuxin opened a small box containing Baiquelin, a high-end product at the time. She used it to moisturize her face. Tang Zhinian knowing her liking for it, always bought it for her. He figured as long as she didn’t get frostbite, a little suntan was acceptable – God forbid she damaged her face from the cold and ruined her marriage prospects, no matter how generous the dowry.

Tang Yuxin walked into her small room and picked up her school bag.

“I’ll walk you to school,” Tang Zhijun was quick to offer, pushing his meal aside.

“Uncle, I haven’t eaten yet,” Tang Yuxin set down her school bag, having timed everything to perfection. She knew she would have ten minutes to make it to school after finishing her meal.