Song Yining had no idea that her actions with her grandfather would be discovered by Mo Yucheng.

Song Yining didn't intend to hide it; the key was that they lived together, and Mo Yucheng, as a reconnaissance soldier, wouldn't be discovered in Henan.

The things Grandpa Song always buys are of very high quality; you rarely find such good products on the market.

The family didn't pay any attention; Old Master Mo was a shrewd man.

As long as it's safe, they wouldn't ask any more questions since it was bought by Grandpa Song.

Mo Yucheng was also deep in thought. His wife had a secret, but she hadn't told him.

Forget it, let's not think about it too much. My wife has already given birth to three children for me.

If he starts to think there's something wrong with his wife, he'll feel somewhat dissatisfied.

If someone can endure so much suffering and give birth to several children, and still dares to doubt them, then they are no good.

Mo Yucheng also had his doubts, wondering if his wife was a fairy!

But then I think about it and it's impossible. What era are we living in that such a thing would happen?

It's just that people have mythologized the past, which is why they say it that way.

For these soldiers, who have fought on the battlefield year after year, they have witnessed countless lives and deaths.

He firmly believed that atheists didn't have any gods or immortals.

He comforted himself by thinking that the person who conjured those things out of their own ability was just making them for their own family to eat.

The country has also had those who practiced Taoism, and they themselves possessed some Taoist skills.

Mo Yucheng still had some questions of his own, and believed that his wife must have had some extraordinary encounters.

Otherwise, Grandpa Song wouldn't have helped Song Yining cover up the lie.

He knew that there was a department in the country that considered everyone to have unique characteristics.

My wife is probably the same way, she just doesn't want everyone to know.

Mo Yucheng was conflicted, unsure how to face his wife.

They were still quite shocked when they found out that those things came from their room.

He had his doubts, but there really wasn't anywhere in the room where he could hide anything.

Now he was convinced that his wife possessed some kind of treasure, or perhaps the kind of "wisdom pouch" described in mythological books. After agonizing over it for several days, Mo Yucheng, as always, refused to think about it.

I believe my wife will eventually tell the truth herself.

Song Yining sweated a lot on the day she gave birth, and felt very sticky all over after a few days of postpartum confinement.

I can't go to the space to wash, because there are people watching over me at home every day.

If I wash my hair, someone will definitely notice.

Sitting on the bed watching the children, I was also planning to take a nice, relaxing bath.

Today, Mo Yucheng noticed his wife looking preoccupied at home.

"What's wrong, honey? You look so worried. What's wrong?"

Song Yining looked at her husband, who was pulling at her oily hair.

"Look, you could fry vegetables in my hair, it's so uncomfortable."

I'm thinking of washing my hair today; it'll make me feel more comfortable.

My mother gave me a strict order before I gave birth: I couldn't take a bath until after my postpartum period.

Looking at his wife's worried face, Mo Yucheng was also considering whether he could wash her.

"Then I'll have Grandpa check your health. If you can take a bath, then we can, okay?"

The wronged woman just looked at her husband like that.

''Oh well! ''

Mo Yucheng acted quickly, summoning Grandpa Song and explaining the situation.

"Let me check on Ningning's health. It's very warm in our house, so she should be fine."

Looking at his granddaughter's pleading eyes, Grandpa Song could only shake his head. The child must be feeling terrible too.

She probably went into her room to wash up long ago, but she was still restrained by the love and care of her mother and grandmother at home.

Grandpa Song checked the child's pulse and said that after a few days of rest, the child's body had almost fully recovered.

He looked at his granddaughter with a mysterious expression. "Your health is recovering well. You can go take a shower, just don't be exposed to cold wind."

"Okay, be careful, the recovery is going well."

Song Yining relaxed and then looked at Mo Yucheng, signaling him to get ready.

After Mo Yucheng left, the old man chatted with his granddaughter again.

"Your recovery is going well. Was it that pill you made yourself? I heard you took it the other day."

"Yes, I took them. I took all the pills to promote labor and to help me recover after giving birth."

"No wonder, your body recovered so quickly; I couldn't believe it just now."

"I'm not sure either, so I'll try it myself first to see if the medicine is effective."

"You're really brave."

"I had a related book, so I did some in-depth research."

I didn't dare tell you; it was a sudden whim.

Those medicinal herbs were too difficult to obtain; I didn't plan to make that kind of medicine again in the future.

"Do your best, don't rush things, let's take it slow now."

That's exactly what I think.

"I recently heard from them that universities might be reinstated this year. It was those same old guys who told me this secretly, probably to curry favor with someone."

Whatever your thoughts are, don't worry about things at home; we support your decision.

Grandpa Song looked at his granddaughter with a loving expression and let her make the decision herself.

"I'm watching! Those things are already etched in my mind, I can take the exam without studying."

It depends on whether I want to go or not. I'll wait until the child is a bit older before deciding.

There probably won't be any in the first half of this year; we'll see in the second half.

"Okay, I understand. Take care to keep warm."

Mo Yucheng had already prepared water, waiting for his wife to come and wash up.

"Wife, come and wash quickly, I added mugwort to the water."

"Okay, I feel like I'm going to rot; I smell like I'm covered in sweat."

"No, that's just your perception. I don't smell anything at all."

"You've seen it all, I'm just a nobody compared to you. You wouldn't even notice me."

"No way, my sense of smell is still very sensitive; I have the nose of a military dog."

Yining was speechless at the man's boastful words.

"Okay, your nose is very sensitive."

Then please have Mo Gou-nose wash my hair, so I can also enjoy the pleasure of being washed while lying down.

What did you say?

"I didn't say anything, I just wanted you to help me wash my hair. I don't want to bend over, is that alright?"

Mo Yucheng had been completely subdued by his wife, so he quickly made her lie down and washed her himself.

He originally thought he would wash his wife's clothes, but now he's taking the initiative to wash them for her.

He didn't see his wife feeling secretly pleased.

Song Yining realized the man's little scheme, so she went along with it and let him serve her.

Grandpa Song was holding his wife and daughter-in-law back, preventing them from going over.

The granddaughter is washing her hair right now, so there's no point in the two of them going over. They should wait until she's finished before going over.