Mu Lige took the backpack from Hua Qingcheng and took her hand as he walked towards the main hall.

"Second brother, go get a basin of water."

Nowadays, it is basically Yu Xiaotian who cooks at home. Situ Ye is always busy with various chores. He hasn't set foot in the kitchen for a while, and he inexplicably misses it.

Mu Lige put the backpack back in the utility room and returned to the main hall. He took the basin of clean water that Situ Ye brought and used it to wash Hua Qingcheng's hands. His slender, bony fingers gently touched the thin calluses on Hua Qingcheng's hands, and he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

If he were still the Crown Prince, why would this woman have to endure so much hardship? However, if he hadn't encountered such a calamity, he wouldn't have accidentally arrived in Laifeng Kingdom, and certainly wouldn't have met Hua Qingcheng. It's fate! But Su Mulige wouldn't succumb to fate. He would strive to be the roof that sheltered her from the wind and rain.

Hua Qingcheng raised an eyebrow at Mu Lige's sudden daze. What was wrong with her husband? Why was he so thoughtful today, bringing water to her to wash her hands? It wasn't that she was lazy, but she simply wanted to quietly enjoy the warmth of this gentle and considerate husband.

Hua Qingcheng shook her hand with her backhand and smiled at Mu Lige. When she felt the calluses on Mu Lige's palm, Hua Qingcheng felt a little distressed. She wanted to work hard to make money and support her husband.

"Wife, it's time to eat!"

Yu Xiaotian soon brought the food into the main hall, and his grandfather was helping to set the table. Watching the seamless cooperation between the old man and the young man, Hua Qingcheng's lips curled slightly. As long as the old man didn't bother her all the time, it wouldn't be bad for Yu Xiaotian to keep him company. After all, it wasn't good for a fifteen-year-old to stay at home all day without anyone to talk to.

The evening breeze is blowing and the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant.

After dinner, the family sat under a big tree in the front yard to enjoy the cool air.

"Li Ge, come with me to the village head's house later. I want Uncle Qingyou to help find some reliable people to help take care of the vegetable garden."

Hua Qingcheng, surrounded by her husbands, held Mu Lige's hand.

"That should cost a lot of money. If we work hard, we can finish the work."

Mu Lige disagreed. He didn't want her to work so hard.

"Yes, my wife, I'm quite strong anyway, and I'm not needed to cook at home. I'll get up earlier every day and stay up later, and I'll always be able to finish the work."

Situ Ye also voted against it.

"Sanlang, what about you?"

Hua Qingcheng cast her gaze towards Han Yichen, hooking a hand around his shoulder. Although he seemed the same as before, Hua Qingcheng had a strange feeling that he was hiding something, and she felt a subtle sense of melancholy. She still preferred the sly, glint in his eyes, the cunning Hua Sanfulang.

"You decide. I have no objection."

Feeling the tenderness conveyed by this woman, Han Yichen's mouth curled up slightly.

"What about you, Xiaotian!"

Hua Qingcheng's lips twitched slightly as she watched Yu Xiaotian, who was forced to squat in front of her again. However, her fresh and handsome husband, about 175cm tall, seemed rather thin compared to the other husbands who were all over 180cm tall. It would be good for him to exercise more.

"All...all obey my wife."

As soon as Yu Xiaotian finished speaking, he was gently tapped on the leg by a thin rattan stick.

"I told you not to distract me! Stand still!"

The grandfather that Yu Xiaotian picked up was lazily lying on a new recliner made by Aunt Qianyi, eating the watermelon brought out from Hua Qingcheng's space while supervising him to get into a standing position.

"Grandpa, I...how long do I have to stand like this before I can change to the next position?"

Yu Xiaotian felt like he was about to vomit from doing horse stance.

"Hmph! Without the accumulation of small steps, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single bound; without the accumulation of small streams, a river or sea is formed. A good horse cannot cover ten steps in one leap, but a slow horse can travel ten miles in ten days. The key to success is perseverance. If you give up halfway, you will not be able to break rotten wood; if you persevere, you will be able to carve gold and stone."

"Martial arts training requires hard work and unwavering perseverance. Only when you have a solid foundation can you move on to the next posture. Otherwise, you might as well not learn at all!"

Yu Xiaotian: ...

He didn't say he wanted to learn! But facing this stern grandfather, he didn't dare to refute.

Mu Lige, standing by, was slightly shocked by this. This old man always had a way with his words, and his bewildered heart suddenly felt enlightened. Accumulating strength for a sudden burst, gathering momentum for a burst—wasn't that exactly what he was doing? Only by calming his restless heart and constantly strengthening himself could he finally realize his ideals.

"Let's go. Didn't you say you were going to the village head's house? It's getting late, so we should go early and come back early."

Mu Lige couldn't bear to disappoint Hua Qingcheng, so he took her hand and walked out.

At around a quarter past ten, Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige set out on the road to the village headman's home in the east.

"Boss, Hua...Hua Qingcheng has gone far away!"

Outside the Hua family's old house, a group of strong women in black night clothes were hiding in the grass across the stream. After watching Hua Qingcheng and her doctor walk away, they crawled out of the grass, waded across the stream, and headed towards the Hua family's old house with murderous intent.

"Humph! A husband must pay his wife's debt! That Hua Qingcheng dared to tease me time and again and even knocked out four of my front teeth. Tonight, I'm going to use her husband to pay off the debt!"

The person who had leaked the information was none other than the leader of the Changlefang thugs who had come to the Hua family's old house earlier to collect a debt. He had failed to collect the debt and was instead blackmailed. Furthermore, when they had previously captured Cheng Minggui and sold her in town, Hua Qingcheng had been in the way. She planned to take revenge on both old and new grudges while Hua Qingcheng was away.

"Bang!"

The leader of the thugs kicked the wooden door in the front yard of the Hua family's old house, but the newly made wooden door was very strong and it shook her leg so hard that it hurt.

"Grandpa, damn it!"

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