Mo Yunmei really doesn't know how to cook. She always sneaks out to play while others are busy, and comes back to wait for food when it's almost time.

In her opinion, the Mo family has so many people, they don't need her. Whether she does more or less, it's all the same, so why not do it all together and make her share too, so that everyone can eat together? Isn't that great?

So she had absolutely no idea how to start.

She said she couldn't do it, but Grandma Mo didn't come out, as if she hadn't heard her.

Mo Yunmei cried helplessly, saying she didn't know how to do it and asked Grandma Mo to come out and teach her.

Finally, Old Mrs. Mo came out, but she didn't help. She just stood at the door and said, "I don't know how to make them either. It's all made by the mute mother and the children. Begging me won't help. If you don't know how to make pancakes, then make something else. As long as it's cooked and filling, that's enough."

When Mo Yunmei saw Old Lady Mo come out, she stopped crying. "Mother, I only want to eat that pancake, nothing else! Tell that ugly girl to teach me how to make it, no, tell her to make it for me first, and I'll learn next time."

Grandma Mo turned around and left without saying a word, closing the door behind her. No matter how much Mo Yunmei called out to her, she wouldn't come out.

The other members of the Mo family came out one after another to take a shower, and after washing their clothes, they went back inside.

Because it was too hot, no hot water was boiled, so I didn't go to the kitchen and didn't know what Mo Yunmei had done.

As darkness fell, Mo Yunmei finally prepared something to eat, but she herself didn't know what she ate.

Su Nanxi gave Mo Qinghe another medicinal bath. After Mo Yunmei left the kitchen, she went to wash the pot, boil water, and simmer the medicinal soup.

Having not soaked in the water for several days, Mo Qinghe felt rusty and a little shy.

He wanted to step over the barrel himself, but he overestimated himself. He did manage to step over, but only with one leg; he couldn't get the other leg over no matter what he did.

This is so embarrassing!

His legs and feet are not yet able to coordinate their strength well, and when he lifts them high, he easily loses his center of gravity and cannot maintain his balance.

That's it, nothing's coming in or out, it's stuck.

He had no clothes to cover himself, and everything was exposed, which was incredibly embarrassing!

He instantly turned as red and hot as a ripe shrimp.

Finally, having no other choice, he could only ask Su Nanxi for help, pleading in a low voice, "Wife, I... I'm out of strength, I can't get in. Can you help me?"

Su Nanxi was just waiting for him to speak; the little brat was putting on a brave face again.

She went up behind him, hugged him with one arm and helped him lift his feet over the barrel with the other.

Mo Qinghe cooperated and finally went inside, where he sat down to soak in the warm water.

When we came out, I didn't dare to be tough or coy anymore; I just asked my wife for a hug.

Su Nanxi carried him out, quickly dried him off, and let him dress himself.

Mo Qinghe said with a hint of resentment, "My wife doesn't love me anymore, she won't even help me get dressed."

Su Nanxi got angry, grabbed the clothes and put them on him, then pushed him back into the house.

After everything was settled, Su Nanxi still gave him a massage to help clear his meridians.

Mo Qinghe had stopped taking medicinal baths, drinking spiritual spring water, and getting massages for several days, and his legs were not better than before. This time, however, he felt refreshed all over after taking a bath.

The key to treatment and conditioning is persistence. If you suddenly stop, it's like turning off the heat halfway through boiling water. If you want it to boil again, you may have to start boiling all over again.

Mo Qinghe also realized the problem and dared not act out anymore, cooperating very well with his wife.

"Wife, you're thinking about the house?" Mo Qinghe paused, stroking Su Nanxi's hand.

Yes, don't you want to? Or do you want to live in a thatched hut?

Mo Qinghe pinched her cheek and said affectionately, "I want to too, but wife, I don't have any money. If none of us from the third branch contribute, we won't be able to live peacefully. After all, our parents' and elder brother's money is earned through their hard work."

Sigh! He didn't have it, and she didn't either?

Mo Qinghe thought of his wife digging up medicinal herbs to sell. That made sense, but, "Wife, I'm a man with no money, yet I have to rely on you to earn money. I don't feel at ease."

Tch! What do you mean, yours or mine!

Isn't what's yours mine? Isn't what's mine yours?

You're my husband, shouldn't I give you money? What's there to be uneasy about! If I give money to another man, that's when you should be uneasy!

Mo Qinghe smiled and hugged Su Nanxi. "Yes, my wife is mine. It's my blessing that she's willing to give me money! Others would beg for that! From now on, all the money I earn will be managed by my wife. I belong to my wife, and my money belongs to her too!"

Wow! That's rare, you've talked so much!

Your little mouth is so sweet, did you put honey on it?

We're husband and wife, so speak your mind directly. Don't keep things bottled up inside. Who knows what you're thinking?

Anyway, she wouldn't guess. She hates guessing people's hearts the most. People's hearts change all the time. She's not a god. How could she possibly predict things with her fingers?

If there's a next time, she's determined not to forgive him and will make him guess what she's thinking!

Mo Qinghe felt extremely guilty after being told this, and kept apologizing, promising that it wouldn't happen again, and that he should just say whatever was on his mind, even if it meant having a fight.

Su Nanxi rolled her eyes. Wasn't this blatant bullying? And she couldn't even speak!

Mo Qinghe found the moment she rolled her eyes charming and alluring, quite rare.

"Then let's argue on paper. You write it down, and I'll write it down too. That way, we'll know what we're both thinking and where the problem lies. Okay?"

Hey! This is interesting!

That's really innovative!

The next day, Mo Qinghe mentioned it to the two elders. After thinking about it, the two elders agreed that it was time to build a house, but the land was so small that they could only build a few houses!

Mo Qinghe said calmly, "Why don't we buy a piece of land and build a new one? This old house is too small and too crowded. Xing Ge'er and his kids are getting older and will eventually need to sleep in separate rooms, so we'll need quite a few houses."

The two elders thought it made sense; it's not good for adults and children to sleep together all the time, as it has some negative effects.

Grandma Mo pondered for a moment, "Buying land and building a house will cost a lot of money, and I may not have enough on hand. What are your thoughts? What kind of house do you want to buy?"

"A brick house," Mo Qinghe said naturally. "A brick house is good. Since we're going to build one anyway, we might as well build a good one from the start to avoid having to change it later. As for the money, the mute woman said she can contribute half."

half?

That's no small amount!

The two elderly people were shocked. Where did she get the money?

Mo Qinghe spoke softly, "The money I get from digging up medicinal herbs and selling them."

Oh! I see.

Old Mo said, "I'll go ask the village chief first to see if there's any suitable land for sale, and then we'll discuss it further."

Mo Qinghe nodded in agreement.

After breakfast, everyone went about their own business, and Su Nanxi also went into the mountains.

Mo Qinghe knew he couldn't stop her, so he let her be.

She was with a bunch of children as always.

In a good mood, she waved her hand and released a lot of chicken and rabbit eggs, some of which even ran into other people's traps nearby.

"Wow! Come and catch some wild animals! There are lots of wild animals today!"