Song Qinghe was completely baffled by him. What he said seemed to make sense, yet it also seemed to be flawed in every way.

Fortunately, someone knocked on the door at that moment, asking Lu Zhaolin to go out for a moment.

The guests outside are all leaving, and it wouldn't be appropriate for the hosts not to show up.

Besides, they came for Lu Zhaolin and Song Qinghe, so what kind of situation would it be if the two of them just disappeared?

Lu Zhaolin stood up and walked out.

Song Qinghe grabbed his wrist: "How about I go out with you?"

Lu Zhaolin refused, saying, "No need, you should rest. I can go out by myself."

She's exhausted; all she needs to do now is rest.

As for other things, he's here.

Lu Zhao immediately remembered one thing: Song Qinghe married him to enjoy happiness, not to suffer.

If he cannot guarantee Song Qinghe a carefree life, then he is derelict in his duty.

When Song Qinghe heard him say that, she didn't insist on going out and let go of his hand to let him go.

She didn't want to be so tired, so since Lu Zhaolin was willing to handle it, she decided to let him.

Isn't this what men are all about?

After Song Qinghe swung her feet and saw Lu Zhaolin leave, she quickly hid in her spatial dimension to look in the mirror.

Yes, her lips are really swollen!

Never mind, I'll just quickly wash up before he gets back.

Song Qinghe took a quick hot shower, and felt much more relaxed afterward.

When I came out to lie down, Lu Zhaolin hadn't returned yet, obviously he had a lot of people to entertain.

Come to think of it, there are quite a few people in the village.

Song Qinghe decided to lie down early. Fortunately, a lot of firewood had been burned when cooking today, and now that she was lying down, her lower back felt warm and comfortable.

By the time Lu Zhaolin returned after seeing off his guests, Song Qinghe had already taken a nap.

Lu Zhaolin didn't want to disturb her, so he stood at the door and glanced at her from a distance. Seeing that she was sleeping, he didn't bother her.

I went out to help clean the house, doing all the washing and scrubbing, and before I knew it, it was dark.

After waking up, Song Qinghe was still a little dazed, feeling as if she couldn't tell what day it was.

It seems she got married, but she's still the same as before, still all alone.

Song Qinghe stretched and was just about to go out to take a look when Lu Zhaolin pushed the door open and came in.

"woke up?"

How did you know I was awake?

“I can predict the future.” Lu Zhaolin held a tray in his hand: “Eat something first when you wake up. Mom made dumplings, I saved a portion for you.”

"Oh, these are raw, right?" Song Qinghe pointed it out directly. It seems that dumplings are always eaten at weddings, and they're usually half-cooked, which is actually for good luck.

Marriage and having children bring many blessings.

Isn't this what everyone has been pursuing for thousands of years? Even though this era is somewhat special, it won't change.

Song Qinghe had never considered being against having children; she personally really liked children.

She also always wanted to have a child of her own, but unfortunately, she was always too busy in her previous life to have time to date.

They can't even talk about dating, let alone having children.

Having a child isn't something she can just decide to do on her own.

But things are different now. With Lu Zhaolin here, even having a baby doesn't seem so unacceptable.

Moreover, both of them are quite good-looking, so if they had a child, the child would probably be good-looking too.