Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 449: Jealousy Distorted Beyond Recognition

Chapter 449: Chapter 449: Jealousy Distorted Beyond Recognition

Wen Shi closed the door expressionlessly, the air around him felt heavy.

Yi Chichi: "??? What’s up, went bad in the discussion?"

"Not too bad."

You don’t look like it’s not too bad.

"I feel like you’re not happy!"

Wen Shi sighed, "Work issues."

Yi Chichi immediately changed the topic, "Wanna get a wash?"

Wen Shi’s eyes lit up, that’s something he could consider.

So, Yi Chichi transformed into a diligent bathroom helper, scrubbing him clean.

Then patted him, "Lie down on the bed, I’ll give you a massage."

Is there such a nice offer?

"Let’s go!"

Wen Shi beamed with joy; his wife’s massage skills were top-notch.

It’s just that she doesn’t like doing it often, convincing her for a massage requires plenty of sweet talking.

Why did she suddenly offer this time?

After asking, he found out that during the bath, Yi Chichi noticed his upper body was overly stiff, especially at the neck and shoulders.

If not adjusted in time, it’s easy to develop shoulder and cervical spondylosis.

Lying on the bed, turning his head, he said, "Honey, maybe give me a few needle pricks?"

Needle pricks are lighter work, massaging requires more strength, and he felt sorry for his wife having to exert effort.

Yi Chichi rubbed her palms together until they were warm, then gave him a pat on the back, "What are you thinking, I didn’t bring any silver needles, can’t do that."

Before she finished speaking, she urged, "Lie down properly, brace yourself, it might be a bit painful."

Too stiff.

"Ugh..."

The sudden soreness didn’t allow him to finish his words, instead, a yell came out.

Yi Chichi, like a ruthless butcher, said without empathy, "Hang in there, don’t shout like a stuck pig."

Even while talking, she pinpointed the acupoints with precision, the waves of sour pain kept crashing over, Wen Shi’s face twisted, and he was out of energy to speak beyond hissing and gasping.

This sensation was incredibly unpleasant.

Describing it as sour wasn’t accurate, calling it pure pain wasn’t right either; it was indescribable, coupled with a pricking sensation like needles.

The extremely uncomfortable result was that sweat poured off his body like rain.

Yi Chichi was tired too, tired because of insufficient strength, having to use skillful techniques focusing on acupoints to achieve the effect.

After more than half an hour, Yi Chichi, who had completely softened his neck and shoulder areas, collapsed into a chair with trembling hands, her face full of sweat.

"Move around a bit."

"Okay!"

Feeling rejuvenated and light, Wen Shi rolled off the bed and started moving.

His movements were a bit unique, he performed a short boxing routine.

Finishing up, he grinned broadly, "Indeed, my wife is the best!"

Extending his arm, clenching his fist, flexing the firm muscles, and moving his no longer stiff neck, he said joyfully, "Honey, do you know how I feel now?"

"How?"

Yi Chichi played along, and he immediately said, "I feel like I could take on ten people by myself now."

"...Your analogy is not bad."

Shaking her aching hands, she stood up to walk away.

Seeing this, Wen Shi quickly followed, "Wife, where are you going?"

"Covered in sweat, going for a shower."

"I’m coming too."

He too was covered in sweat from the soreness and ache, now feeling sticky and uncomfortable.

Yi Chichi nodded, and they both went for a shower.

That nap of Wen Shi’s was deep, the comfort from a relaxed body overpowering his biological clock.

So when he woke up and looked at his watch, oh boy, morning exercises were over.

Theoretically, he didn’t need to go exercising every day.

But habit kept him going daily.

Missing it this time, he could already imagine how Old Li and the others would tease him.

Sure enough, when he met up with Old Li and the guys, the group immediately began to jibe.

"Quite rare, our workaholic missed morning exercise today, what, busy late into the night, too tired to get up?"

"Might also be taught a good lesson, seeing that radiant face, looks like he slept well..."

Listening to everyone’s banter, he smiled, flashing his big white teeth, "My wife gave me a massage."

With these words, the air went silent.

Then –

"Damn, why do you get such treatment?"

Old Li threw an arm around his neck, green with envy.

In their line of work, who doesn’t suffer from occupational illnesses?

At least nine out of ten have shoulder or neck issues, and knee problems can’t be avoided either.

Not to mention varicose veins.

These occupational diseases can’t be completely cured, recurring time to time, causing immense suffering.

The plaster tapes in the team medic room had the highest consumption, whenever the pain hit, slapping one on was customary.

Palliative solutions, not curative ones.

Actually, massage is the same, but the feeling after massage, like rusty joints revitalized and moving smoothly again, was so lovely.

Unfortunately, there were only three skilled in massage in the team medic room.

And these three had hospital shifts, not being in the medic room daily.

When they were there, looking for a massage, young guys either had sprained ankles or broken arms, lining up for treatment.

Patients take precedence, waiting around for a doctor to massage wasn’t feasible.

Time was lacking.

Yet, Wen Shi’s wife could massage.

How could one not be envious?

Old Lei, with eyes red-eyed, sincerely asked while gripping Wen Shi’s hand, "Brother, does your wife take disciples?"

Wen Shi instantly got his meaning, "Even if she’s willing, your wife might not learn it."

"Why?"

Old Lei didn’t like that reply; he thought his wife was smart, a model of nimble hands and intelligence.

Everyone else was equally curious.

Consequently, Wen Shi was the center of attention.

Without a change in expression, he calmly said, "My wife doesn’t have enough strength, her massage relies purely on technique and acupoints, if your wives want to learn, they must first master acupoints!"

"??? Is it hard to recognize acupoints?"

Recalling the knowledge Yi Chichi imparted while massaging him yesterday, Wen Shi nodded with a headache, "If you ask me, my answer is yes."

Unashamed, he openly admitted, "I haven’t learned it myself."

He showed off a bit of what he had learned, "For instance, Tianfu point, located in the depression between the sternum and collarbone. My wife said pressing this acupoint can relieve chest tightness and cough."

Everyone listened engrossed, but he stopped talking.

Old Li urged, "Keep going, will you?"

Wen Shi, "...I can’t go on, I just know where the Taiyang point is, and then there’s Ermen, Quichi, Fengchi, beyond that, I’m lost."

It does seem quite difficult.

Yet, Old Lei wasn’t giving up, "I’ve decided to discuss this with my wife tonight."

What if his wife had a knack for it and learned?

Old Li shared the same notion, and Wen Shi nodded, "Everyone can give it a try."

A good massage indeed provides relief, like being reborn.

If they learned it, great, if not, it wasn’t his wife’s fault.

Thinking thus, he said, "You guys keep busy, I’m going to make a call."