Xie Yan looked exhausted, nodded slightly, and said in a clearly weary voice, "Go burn the medicine now, I want to lie down for a while."

The intense argument he had just had with Yu Yuehui seemed to have drained all his strength. At this moment, he was shrouded in deep exhaustion, from his heart to every part of his body.

Normally, Gu Bin would definitely say something sarcastic, but today this matter was caused by him, and to be honest, he knew he had let his brother down.

He sighed inwardly and silently went to heat the kang (a heated brick bed).

After heating the kang (a heated brick bed), Gu Bin returned to the courtyard and immediately noticed Yu Yuehui, who looked unwell.

His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped forward, his face plastered with a fawning smile: "Sister-in-law, Xie Yan is here with me!"

Yu Yuehui felt relieved; she was just afraid that Xie Yan would run off to the mountain again.

She nodded slightly, her gaze unconsciously sweeping around the room, and asked, "Is the kang (heated brick bed) heated?"

Gu Bin nodded hurriedly, his head bobbing like a rattle drum: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, it's cooked, it'll be absolutely warm, you can rest assured."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yuehui didn't say anything more and silently turned and walked home.

Gu Bin opened his mouth, wanting to say something or explain, but the words stuck in his throat. He could only shake his head helplessly as he watched Yu Yuehui's retreating figure.

To be honest, he doesn't know how to advise her now, afraid that he might say the wrong thing and cause another disaster.

When Yu Yue returned home, the house was unusually quiet. Hei Hei, who usually loved to stick close to Xie Yan, was sleeping alone by the fireplace and didn't react at all to Yu Yue's arrival.

Yu Yue looked at it, and, unable to contain her anger, reached out and shoved it awake.

Heihei, who was suddenly shaken awake from his sleep, looked up at Yu Yuehui, and then walked around her to go to sleep in another place.

Yu Yuehui was even angrier!

This dead cat is so heartless! I brought it home myself, and although Xie Yan usually feeds it, I sometimes feed it too!

Why are you so indifferent to yourself!

Looking at it, Yu Yue felt even more agitated, as if a heavy dark cloud was pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe. She really didn't want to argue with Xie Yan. Her mother had said that arguing was very damaging to feelings, and that it was best to avoid arguing if possible.

The whooshing sound of the flames burning in the stove seemed particularly jarring in the quiet environment.

She stared blankly at the spot where Xie Yan usually sat, her gaze gradually losing focus, her thoughts drifting away.

After an unknown amount of time, her eyes gradually welled up with tears, which unknowingly slid down her cheeks.

Although the two of them didn't talk often when Xie Yan was at home, and were mostly doing their own things, Yu Yuehui felt empty and uncomfortable now that he wasn't by her side. It was as if her heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

This was the first time they had argued so fiercely since they got married. Now that her emotions had calmed down a bit, Yu Yuehui felt as if the whole world had collapsed.

She was filled with remorse, constantly blaming herself for not being able to control her emotions.

Just then, Qian Hong pushed open the door and entered. She was startled to see her daughter silently weeping.

Her first reaction was, "Did Xie Yan bully my daughter?"

Knowing all too well how much her daughter liked Xie Yan, she knew that if Xie Yan were to make a move, her daughter would only silently endure it and would have no power to fight back!

Thinking this, Qian Hong hurriedly took two steps to Yu Yuehui's side, grabbed her hand, and asked anxiously, "Girl, what's wrong? Did that brat Xie Yan bully you?"

"Tell your mother quickly, and I'll help you get revenge. He can't possibly run rampant in our own village!"

When Yu Yue saw her mother, the grievances in her heart burst forth like a flood. She gently shook her head, threw herself into Qian Hong's arms, and cried loudly.

After crying for a while, and gradually calming down, she choked back tears and told the whole story of why they had argued.

After hearing this, Qian Hong breathed a sigh of relief, but was also both annoyed and amused.

They're really young! Arguing over something so trivial!

He even made himself look like he was dying.

Ah! Still so young!

She came today because she heard about what happened yesterday and was worried about it, so she came specifically to ask if anyone had bullied Xie Yan.

Now that she knew the whole story, Qian Hong could only say that her daughter had made the right choice in getting married. If Xie Yan returned to the city in the future, she wouldn't be too worried about her daughter being bullied.

She knew perfectly well that a man's emphasis on face was as deeply ingrained as a farmer's attachment to the land.

Especially in a group of men, even if their inner thoughts are very different, they will subconsciously choose to agree and agree on the surface.

Leaving aside other places, in Xiliu Village alone, from ancient times to the present, no man has ever stood up to refute those offensive remarks for his wife.

As for actively seeking trouble with those who make inappropriate jokes, don't even think about it.

In their view, saving face is of paramount importance.

Most men, in order to save face or to gain a sense of belonging to the group, also join the ranks of making those vulgar and suggestive jokes.

In these malicious jokes, women are often ruthlessly objectified, as if they were merely playthings for others to amuse themselves.

Meanwhile, the men, in this distorted atmosphere, placed themselves in a superior position, scrutinizing them with a disdainful gaze, and making unrestrained jokes.

This phenomenon has become a morbid "tradition" in Xiliu Village, and everyone seems to have gotten used to it, with no one finding anything wrong with it.

But the thank-you banquet broke this "tradition." His actions were unprecedented in Xiliu Village.

When faced with disrespectful remarks about his daughter-in-law, he did not choose to remain silent, nor did he follow the crowd.

Qian Hong knew this well, so she was genuinely happy.

She understood that Xie Yan's willingness to stand up for his daughter-in-law was not only to protect her dignity, but also because he truly cared about his daughter.

This marriage was something my own daughter had gone to great lengths to force.

Although the young couple were living a happy and fulfilling life after their marriage, Qian Hong still harbored a lingering worry. She feared that it was just her daughter being enthusiastic on her own; after all, how could a marriage be a one-sided affair with only one person giving and showing passion?

Relationships require mutual effort and support from both parties.

She turned to look at her daughter, who was still silently wiping away tears, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

This silly girl, why is she so clueless! Qian Hong was so anxious, she wished she could slap her to wake her up.

She really couldn't understand why her daughter would argue so fiercely with her husband over such a small matter.

This behavior is so stupid it's both laughable and pathetic.

In Qian Hong's view, it is normal for couples to have occasional minor frictions, but it is really not appropriate to make a big fuss over such things.