Looking at the five full bowls of rice, Mu Lige felt a pang of pain in his heart. Was this spendthrift wife going to eat up ten days' worth of food in one meal?

Mu Lige said distressedly: "Wife, you can keep the rice for yourself, we can just eat the wild vegetables."

Yu Xiaotian nodded in agreement and pushed the rice in front of Hua Qingcheng: "Leave the rice for my wife to eat tonight and tomorrow. We don't need to eat such delicious food."

Situ Ye and Han Yichen looked at Hua Qingcheng's lavish cooking and felt that their wife was a spendthrift, so they gave her all their rice.

Seeing the four people looking so painful because of a bowl of rice, Hua Qingcheng was speechless for a while, then took out a hundred taels of silver from her pocket and handed it to Mu Lige.

"Keep this money and buy the things we need at home, like tables, chairs, benches, pots, pans, and other things. Also, sew and mend your clothes, shoes, and socks over and over again, and buy two new sets for each of you to change into."

"I was sorry for you in the past, for making you suffer with me. I promise I won't do that again. I will work hard to earn money to support our family, and then every meal will be better than it is now."

Looking at Hua Qingcheng's sincere eyes and heartfelt words, Mu Lige's eyes reddened slightly. This was the first time he had received money from Hua Qingcheng in the six years since he came to the Hua family, and the first time he had heard her speak to him so gently.

"Okay! I'll listen to my wife."

Mu Lige took the hundred taels of silver note with great care and put it in his arms.

The four husbands praised the lunch highly. They didn't expect that the wife had turned over a new leaf and her cooking skills had also improved.

This lunch also held a special meaning for them, as it was the first time they had received any feedback from Hua Qingcheng since arriving at the Hua family. Their originally frozen hearts, however, gradually warmed from this meal.