"Dad, this is so weird!"

"Why do my wife and my eldest brother burn incense to our ancestors, but my second brother doesn't?"

This was the first time Yu Xiaotian had seen such a strange thing since he grew up.

In the past, Hua's mother and father were the ones who did the ancestor worship in the family. Unexpectedly, when Hua Qingcheng offered incense to her ancestors for the first time after getting married and starting a family, the ancestors did not give her any face.

“Cough cough cough…”

"Maybe our ancestors don't like Li Ge and me very much."

Hua Qingcheng thought that perhaps the original owner's past misdeeds had shamed the Hua family ancestors, making them unwilling to acknowledge this descendant. And Mu Lige, as her first husband, must have been implicated by her...

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Hua's father Ye Maochun pretended to be angry and gave Hua Qingcheng a slap on the face.

"Even if our ancestors don't like you, it's impossible that they don't like Li Ge!"

"Maybe you were too foolish in the past, and your ancestors are still angry. Li Ge must have been implicated by you. I will go to burn incense to your ancestors some other day and explain it to you."

Although Ye Maochun was also very puzzled, this was the only way to explain these strange phenomena.

After the housewarming ceremony, Hua's father distributed some candies to the children watching at the gate and asked them to walk around the house a few times to increase the popularity of the new house.

After a busy morning, Hua Qingcheng and the others finally finished the housewarming ceremony around 2:30 PM. The onlookers had all left, and Mu Lige gave each of Huang Feifeng and her subordinates a red envelope before letting them leave.

"Qingcheng, your new hand-cranked well is really great, so convenient!"

After moving into the new house, Mu Lige wanted to cook a meal herself, but was stopped by Hua Qingcheng. Yu Xiaotian and Hua's father helped Hua Qingcheng in the kitchen. Ye Maochun was very impressed by the fresh decoration of his daughter's new kitchen.

"Dad, the house you have has been built. We can't dig a well under the kitchen, so we can only build one at the door." Hua Qingcheng explained patiently.

"Dad knows, it's good like this now. Qingcheng, you are a blessed person. Live a good life with your husbands in the future."

Although the hand-cranked well of the Hua family in the east village was built at the kitchen door, it also had the advantage of not making the house damp. After all, the Hua family had no pool or drainage pipes, so building a well inside the house would have been even more inconvenient.

"I know, Dad."

"I'll ask Zuo'an to build a pool next to the well for you someday, so you can wash your clothes directly in the pool."

"That sounds great. I, Ye Maochun, can finally enjoy the blessing of having a daughter. That's great..."

As Hua's father was speaking, he was about to raise his hand to wipe his tears with his sleeve, but Mu Lige came in first and wiped his face with a handkerchief.

"Dad, it's a happy day, you should be happy!" Mu Lige comforted him softly.

"Yes, yes, yes! I am really getting old and confused. Li Ge, there is a lot of smoke in here, you should go outside and rest for a while." Hua's father Ye Maochun pushed Mu Li Ge, who had just come in, out again.

"By the way, is it okay to let that Mr. Zuo'an look after the shop these days?"

When he thought of Zuo An's cold and indifferent face that kept people away, Hua's father Ye Maochun felt a little worried.

After all, customers come to your store to buy things, not to see your mood. What can you do if you scare away all the customers or offend them all?

"It's okay, it's only a few days. You can't make enough money, just take a break."

Although Hua Qingcheng likes to make money and save money, in her heart, there are things more important than money.

Hua Qingcheng no longer had to worry about where her next meal would come from after finishing the previous one, like when she first came here. Now that she had no shortage of money, she was willing to spend more time with her family.

At around four quarters in the afternoon, with the joint efforts of Hua Qingcheng, Hua's father and Yu Xiaotian, they prepared a very sumptuous lunch.

Hua's mother and father, Hua Qingcheng, and her five husbands had their first meal in the restaurant. After the meal, Hua's mother and father chatted with Hua Qingcheng and the others for a while before returning to the east of the village.

Hua Qingcheng returned to the space under the pretext of going to the toilet, harvested the rice and vegetables that had not been harvested before, and planted a new batch of rice.

The warehouse in Hua Qingcheng's space was now filled with food and vegetables, enough to feed an army. Lambs, pheasants, and rabbits were also everywhere.

"Xiaotian, what are you doing?" Mu Lige knocked on the door for a while, and when there was no response, he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Ouch! Nothing... nothing, brother, you haven't had your lunch break yet?"

Now Hua Qingcheng and her husband live in a suite, and each husband lives in a different room under the same roof.

Yu Xiaotian was so focused on sewing his wedding dress in the room that he didn't notice someone knocking on the door. He was startled by the sound of Mu Lige suddenly coming in.

Frightened, Yu Xiaotian accidentally pricked his finger with the needle again. A drop of bright red blood, while he wasn't paying attention, quietly rolled onto the peony embroidered on the wedding dress, instantly adding a touch of delicate color.

Seeing Yu Xiaotian guiltily stuffing a ball of red on the table into the basket under the table, Mu Lige lowered her eyes slightly, did not ask any further questions, and then smiled at him gently.

"I saw you locked yourself in your room after dinner, so I thought you were not feeling well, so I came to check on you."

"I...I'm fine, big brother. You should take a nap first."

"Yeah. If you have nothing to do, take a break. You've been working hard lately."

Since Mu Lige became pregnant, most of the housework fell on Yu Xiaotian. Seeing that he had nothing to do, Mu Lige turned around and left the room.

But before leaving, Mu Lige glanced meaningfully at the bright red ball in the basket under the table.

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