Mo Qinghe also reached out and looked at Su Nanxi.

Oh! There's another big kid here!

Su Nanxi was overjoyed and put three pills in his palm.

Mo Qinghe didn't seem to notice anything amiss, took another one and popped it into her mouth, "Sweet! Delicious!"

Sigh! She loves candy so much! She has lots in her online space, I'll give her one every day from now on! Big kids need candy too!

The courtyard was filled with joy and harmony.

Mo Yunmei listened from inside the house, feeling indignant. Why didn't she get to go? Why wasn't she allowed to go to town?

She was injured by that ugly monster, and no one came to ask about her. She wanted some rolled eggs but got none, and no one brought her food!

She's been lying there for so long without eating anything! I woke up this morning and didn't see any steamed buns. They went out without even thinking to leave her something to eat!

She lay there until the person came back, and even when there was candy, she didn't call her!

She was furious, so she got up and went to Grandma Mo, "Mom, I want candy too!"

Grandma Mo was taking measurements for her grandchildren without looking up. "I didn't buy any candy."

Mo Yunmei didn't believe it. "Then how come they get candy? You used to always save the best food for me, but now you don't. Am I still your daughter?"

Grandma Mo paused for a moment, then quickly resumed her composure. "That was bought by the mute girl."

Mo Yunmei acted spoiled, "I don't care, I want to eat them too! Go ask me for a few!"

A few sharp cracking sounds of whips cutting through the air startled Mo Yunmei, and she hid even further inside when she saw Boss Mo.

Boss Mo, holding several bamboo whips, asked, "How many bamboo whips do you have? Do you want some?"

"No, no!" Mo Yunmei shouted as she tried to hide inside.

Grandma Mo ignored it and continued taking measurements.

The children knew they weren't being hit, and quickly returned to normal, happily waiting for Grandma Mo to take their measurements.

Mo Yunmei then noticed several bundles of cloth on the table. She touched them and felt that the material was of good quality. Seeing that her mother was taking measurements for her nephews and nieces, she realized that the cloth was for making clothes for them.

With so much fabric, she could make quite a few clothes. She would have to choose some nice colors and make four or five sets!

Dress up nicely, so you can find a good family to marry into in the future!

She's already fourteen, old enough to start looking for a husband. If it weren't for her family's poverty and her mother's reluctance to let her marry so early, she would be looking for a husband like Sister Qiuxia.

Qiuxia is already fifteen years old, and she really wants her to be her third sister-in-law. However, Qiuxia's family is very poor, and she has several younger brothers and sisters. Her family does not want her to marry so early, as they want to help her younger brothers and sisters.

Otherwise, Qiuxia would be her third sister-in-law, and there wouldn't be that ugly monster in the picture!

Her third brother was such a handsome man, and he usually didn't like others getting close to him. If it weren't for his leg injury and the family being poor, why would he have to settle down and marry a mute and ugly woman?

Grandma Mo ignored Mo Yunmei's erratic behavior, finished measuring the child, put away the ruler, and was about to take the cloth away.

Mo Yunmei pulled out several bolts of cloth. "Mother, these colors look good for making clothes. I only need these few bolts of cloth. Can you and sister-in-law help me make four or five sets?"

Grandma Mo looked at Mo Yunmei as if she were crazy. Mo Yunmei felt uncomfortable under her gaze and stammered, "Hey, Mother, why are you looking at me like that?"

Grandma Mo sighed, said nothing, piled up the cloth, picked it up, and left.

Mo Yunmei caught up with her, "Hey, Mom, you haven't taken my measurements yet! I must have grown taller again, so the old sizes definitely won't fit anymore."

Grandma Mo turned around and looked at Mo Yunmei coldly, "You don't need to take measurements, I won't make your clothes."

After saying that, he went inside and closed the door.

What? You're not going to make her clothes?

Mo Yunmei was stunned. All the children had new clothes, but her daughter didn't?

Mo Lao Er, chopping firewood, replied to her, "The cloth was bought by the mute girl, and everything is arranged. Your clothes are still new, so we won't make new clothes for now."

What? It was bought by that ugly girl again?

Mo Yunmei protested, "How can you let her take the money? Her money is also the Mo family's money, and I have a share in it too. Why can't I get new clothes? My clothes are patched and old! I don't care, I want new clothes too!"

As a result, no one paid any attention to her anymore.

Su Nanxi got used to it and automatically blocked out these sounds.

Worried that her husband might be thirsty, she brought him a bowl of water and then sat on a nearby wooden stool to watch him weave bamboo strips.

This winnowing basket took a long time to weave; it's so intricate and time-consuming.

The semi-finished product looks quite nice.

Wow! Her husband's hands are so skillful! He can make anything look real!

I bought a piece of pork in town, and lunch turned out pretty good. The pork was fried in oil, and it smelled incredibly delicious!

Mo Yunmei was sulking and hid in the house, thinking that her mother would call her at mealtime, but no one called her until she finished washing the dishes.

She was still angry but she had to eat. She was starving and didn't care about anything else. She went to get her own food, but only half a bowl of rice was left!

Su Nanxi ignored her. She knew there was meat to eat and the child would ask for more rice, yet she was still being pretentious!

At night, Su Nanxi woke up and found that Mo Qinghe was acting strangely.

She knew it must be because her meridians were being cleared, causing her leg pain.

Without asking him anything, she groped her way over, and once she knew the approximate location of his legs and feet, she began to massage him.

Worried that he wouldn't be able to handle too much force, I could only be gentle.

But if it's too gentle, it doesn't seem to have much effect; let's increase the pressure.

Mo Qinghe knew that Su Nanxi had gotten up. He felt someone rubbing his leg and guessed that it was his wife. However, his wife's hands were not strong and were not rubbing. It was more like teasing him!

His heart trembled. Oh no! His wife's hand was like sparks and electricity!

"Mute girl! No!" Mo Qinghe used all her strength. "I'm alright!"

But his weak, hoarse voice had no effect; his slight panting made Su Nanxi feel that he was in a lot of pain!

So Su Nanxi increased the pressure, making it heavier, ignoring Mo Qinghe's "no".

After all that fuss, Mo Qinghe's leg did indeed stop hurting, and he even felt much more comfortable. His throat was a little hoarse, and he lay slumped on the bed, completely exhausted.

Su Nanxi felt like a bully who had forced himself on her. Looking at her cheap husband, he looked like he had been bullied, lying there unable to move!

The room was quite dark, and it was hard to see clearly, so when helping Mo Qinghe change his clothes, he could only feel his way around.

To be honest, Su Nanxi wasn't used to ancient people's clothing. All those buttons and ties were such a hassle! Modern clothes are so much simpler; you can just pull them over your head and slip them on—so convenient!

Her hand accidentally touched something in the darkness, and she paused for a moment.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately realized what she had touched!

She quickly let go of his hand, jumped to the side, and didn't even help him put on his clothes!

Ah! Ah!

Her mind is polluted, it's unclean!

Oh! Her hands aren't clean either!

Mo Qinghe felt very innocent; he hadn't said anything, had he?

He thought it would be the same as before, that he would just help him get dressed and that would be it, but he never expected...

"You're disgusted with me?"