"Mo Qian, let's not talk about this now, open the door and let me in to sleep!"

"There's no heating in the west room, let me in!"

Zhang Tao then softened his tone and said...

"From now on, you'll sleep in the west room. I'll sleep with Ya Ya and Hu Zi!"

"Since you delivered all the coal to Li Qiuju, you must not be afraid of the cold."

"Stop banging! It's so annoying!"

Mo Qian called out to Zhang Tao outside the door.

"You! You've gone too far!"

"Look at what kind of wife treats her husband like that!"

"You should learn from Li Meizi and not be so temperamental!"

Zhang Tao shouted angrily.

"Hello, Sister Li. Go find Sister Li and don't get in my way."

"Alright, I'm too lazy to argue with you anymore." After saying that, Mo Qian ignored Zhang Tao.

After knocking for a while, seeing that Mo Qian still didn't respond, Zhang Tao, just like yesterday, walked angrily towards the west room.

For half a month, Zhang Tao stayed in the west room.

Because he lived in the west wing, Zhang Tao no longer spent all his salary on Li Qiuju as he used to.

Instead, they first got a batch of charcoal, and then managed to get a cotton quilt.

It was mainly on the third day after Zhang Tao moved into the west room that the symptoms he had been experiencing, which were initially resembling a cold, completely erupted.

I felt a chill run through my body, shivering, coughing...

Zhang Tao took medicine for several days before his condition improved.

After bringing the coal and quilts home, Zhang Tao didn't think about moving into Mo Qian's room as before. Instead, because of his previous dissatisfaction, he stopped talking to Mo Qian.

"Brother Zhang, why hasn't your wife come over to visit lately?" Li Qiuju asked Zhang Tao with a puzzled look.

I don't know what's wrong with her lately, but Mo Qian hasn't been coming over anymore. She has a whole bunch of laundry sheets waiting for her to wash.

She hasn't come these days, and her hands feel a bit rough.

"Your sister-in-law was sick a few days ago and is lying at home."

After hearing Li Qiuju's words, Zhang Tao didn't know how to tell her that Mo Qian was now unyielding and not as compliant as before.

I just made up a random sentence.

"Oh, is she seriously ill? It's my fault, I didn't even go to see her." Li Qiuju said with a face full of shame.

"I'm fine now, I'm all better, but my body is still a bit weak, so I'm resting at home."

“You have two kids to take care of every day, how can you leave? You don’t need to go see your sister-in-law, she’s fine.”

Zhang Tao offered words of comfort.

After hearing Zhang Tao's words, Li Qiuju's expression remained unchanged, but she was actually quite annoyed inside.

It seems that Mo Qian can't be relied on to do her work in the short term.

Thinking of this, she felt a little angry with Mo Qian. It wasn't a serious illness. She had come before, so why couldn't she come now?

Maybe he has a problem with her and doesn't want to come anymore.

"It was my fault before, I kept troubling you, sister-in-law, and I'm sorry for the trouble you've gone through," Li Qiuju said with a gentle expression.

"This is nothing, no trouble at all. Brother Han saved my life, so it's only right that I take care of you and your family."

“Besides, your sister-in-law is strong and healthy, so doing more work is nothing to her,” Zhang Tao said earnestly.

After hearing Zhang Tao's words, Li Qiuju's lips curled up slightly.

"Brother Zhang, I'll offer you the pork you brought today as a token of my appreciation. Please stay for dinner."

Then, Li Qiuju tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and said.

Her fair and delicate earlobes were revealed.

“Okay, that’s perfect. I brought my new schoolbag with me. I’ll give it to Hao Hao myself when he comes back from outside.”

Zhang Tao glanced at Li Qiuju, who looked exceptionally beautiful at that moment, and his face flushed slightly.

Before long, Li Qiuju prepared several dishes, the most eye-catching of which was the braised pork on the table.

"Brother Zhang, have a drink to warm yourself up."

"This was buried underground when Han Shang was still alive. Now that he's gone, no one in the family drinks it anymore."

"It's perfect that we have such good food and wine today. Brother Zhang, please try this wine," Li Qiuju said after pouring a full glass for Zhang Tao.

"Good! Good wine!" Zhang Tao said after taking a big gulp from his glass.

In no time, I felt my whole body warm up, dispelling the chill.

A hint of surprise appeared on his face.

“Then Brother Zhang, have a few more drinks. This wine is a waste for me to keep. I might as well let Brother Zhang take it back and drink it.”

"Brother Zhang has taken great care of me, and I don't have much to give back to him. If you don't mind, please take the wine back with you," Li Qiuju said sincerely.

"Li Meizi, what are you saying? This is all I should do. Don't be so polite with me in the future."

"This wine is indeed quite good. You should have a cup too." Zhang Tao then poured a cup for Li Qiuju as well.

"It's so spicy!" Li Qiuju exclaimed after taking a small sip from her wine glass.

Then, he quickly put the wine glass down.

"It does burn quite a bit."

"But it does ward off the cold. Li, do you feel less cold now?" Zhang Tao asked Li Qiuju with a smile.

"It doesn't seem so cold anymore," Li Qiuju said after feeling some warmth in her limbs.

"Right? Miss Li just touched cold water. She should have a couple of drinks to warm herself up and avoid catching a cold."

After having a drink, Zhang Tao made a suggestion to Li Qiuju.

After listening to Zhang Tao's words, Li Qiuju was also worried that she would get sick. After all, it was such cold weather, and if she wasn't taken care of properly, she could easily catch a cold.

Before Zhang Tao could say anything more, Li Qiuju picked up her wine glass, forced herself to endure the spiciness, and drank two glasses.

Her face instantly turned red.

When Zhang Tao saw Li Qiuju's face, which was as beautiful as a peach blossom, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.

Then, seemingly realizing that it was improper, he shifted his gaze.

Then he thought of his wife at home, with her ordinary face and rough skin, and felt a little irritated.

If only his wife were Li Meizi.

After realizing this, Zhang Tao shook his head violently. He must have been out of his mind; how could he have such a thought!

Li Meizi is Han Shang's wife, his brother's wife. He really shouldn't have done that!

However, I felt a pang of sadness in my heart.

Thinking of this, Zhang Tao started drinking one glass of wine after another.