When it comes to heroes, her childhood understanding of heroes mostly came from TV series and movies.

In the past, when I watched TV, I would see bad guys harassing innocent women on the street, or being robbed on the road.

It's always easy for a white-clad swordsman to suddenly appear, shouting out in protest against injustice.

Before I had experienced so much emotional journey and was just a little flower of the motherland, I felt that this white-clad hero was the chosen one.

But later, perhaps my own feelings changed, or perhaps this routine was overused, it gradually became boring.

But the white-clad swordsman was indeed a martial arts dream she had when she was a child.

"A white-clad swordsman, white is of course the standard attire!"

"Clad in flowing white robes, so dashing and handsome, you would never imagine how much a white-clad swordsman could be to a child who dreams of becoming a swordsman!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingyu raised an eyebrow.

Jiang Jiang exclaimed, "Father, you're prejudiced. How can it be that it must be the white-clad swordsman?"

"Wearing black clothes and descending from the sky, can't he be a black-clad hero?"

Black clothes? In her mind, black clothes usually reminded her of night clothes, thieves, and assassins.

These are all common impressions left on people by TV dramas, just like that white-clad swordsman!

Cheng Qingyan couldn't explain the problem clearly for a moment, so he could only say, "Black clothes, black clothes are not bad either, they're pretty cool."

Hongyu kept a close eye on Ye Lingyu's reaction. What was her son-in-law up to?

One minute you're praising the white-clad hero for being handsome, the next you're saying the black-clad hero is cool. Don't end up crying before you even get back!

"So my husband likes swordsmen in white robes, what a pity~"

What a pity? What's a pity? She didn't quite understand!

Also, why did her wife's smiling remark make her feel like she was in the sunshine but in an ice cave?

Is he jealous?

This is absolutely terrible!

Are we not going to explain now, but wait until she's locked out at night, until she gets into bed and is kicked off before we explain?

Suddenly driven by a survival instinct, Cheng Qingyan pushed Jiang Jiang next to Hongyu and opened a folding fan to fan Ye Lingyu.

With such a fawning expression, anyone who didn't know better would think that Ye Lingyu had spent a fortune hiring a servant to fan her!

"My wife, you mustn't misunderstand me. I only love you."

"What a pity~ I don't like wearing white, and I'm no hero~"

Ouch~ So sour~

"I love whatever you wear, my wife. What hero or white-clad figure could possibly compare to a single finger of yours?"

Hongyu and Jiangjiang suppressed their laughter; indeed, there's always someone who can subdue another.

On the street, it was best not to tease her anymore. Seeing that beads of sweat had appeared on the tip of her nose, Ye Lingyu prepared to reach out and wipe them away for her.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Qingyan, whether out of genuine madness or something else, closed her eyes in fear.

She only tentatively opened her eyes when she felt a gentle touch on the tip of her nose.

I let out a soft breath. Thank goodness, I didn't pinch her or slap her.

Ye Lingyu tapped her forehead with her fingertip: "Is this the kind of violent woman you think of? Just wiping your sweat makes you so scared that you close your eyes?"

Cheng Qingyan leaned forward: "I wasn't scared, how could I be scared? I was just reminiscing about your unparalleled beauty, my wife~"

"You're so glib!"

"No way, my wife is the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Ye Lingyu was well aware of her sweet talk, so she smiled and shook her head, not bothering to argue with her on the street.

After finishing a piece of pea flour cake, Jiang Jiang started drinking chilled cherry iced wine, truly keeping her mouth busy for a moment.

Her stomach had been constantly being fed since she arrived in town.

Hongyu no longer has hands to hold her; what she's carrying are the snacks and iced drinks Jiangjiang just bought.

Fortunately, Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu can support her now; otherwise, they would have to leave her in the space every day to save her from having to sell Cheng Qingyan again just to have something to eat.

The furniture shop in town is on South Street; I haven't forgotten today's main goal.

When we arrived at the wood pottery workshop, there were still a few customers looking at furniture.

Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu went to check the finished product display area, while Jiang Jiang and Hongyu stayed behind to eat.

The shopkeeper was introducing the round-cornered cabinet to another customer in the shop. He saw Cheng Qingyan and her group when they came in, but the customer in front of him hadn't finished their business yet, so he just nodded and greeted Cheng Qingyan and her group.

The shop was fairly large, and there were two workers in the dining area, but they were both busy with their own customers and didn't have time to attend to new customers.

Cheng Qingyan stopped in front of a chaise lounge, observing the differences between this chaise lounge and the one in her space.

The materials and carvings are different, and it's not as wide as the chaise lounge in her space, but otherwise there's no difference.

The shopkeeper finally finished serving his customers and greeted them with a smile from afar.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting! I wonder what you two would like to see? Let me introduce it to you."

"Thank you for your help, shopkeeper. My wife and I would like to take a look at tables, chairs, benches, beds, and coffee tables."

The shopkeeper, understanding the situation, asked, "Are you and your wife moving to a new house and need some matching outfits?"

Cheng Qingyan nodded, and the shopkeeper quickly offered his congratulations.

Congratulations to the young master and his wife on moving to their new home!

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

The shopkeeper introduced himself, saying that his surname was Ji and his given name was Ji Ren.

He then led Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu into the shop: "Please follow me, both of you. This is a black lacquered square table with ivory lacquer. To your right is a round mahogany dining table inlaid with jade. Which one do you prefer, the square table or the round table?"

We built a new house, and everything is much bigger now. There are more people eating at home, so we need to buy a bigger table.

Cheng Qingyan consulted with Ye Lingyu: "Wife, what do you think?"

As if she had already calculated the number of people, when Cheng Qingyan asked, Ye Lingyu answered without much thought: "Let's buy a round table, so that next time Ziyu and the others come over, they can all sit at one table."

“My wife thinks the same way, so let’s set up a round table as the dining table.”

Ji Ren was quite surprised that they had made their selection so quickly, and hurriedly added, "Do you two still need the matching tables and chairs, and the square table?"

With more rooms, we need to add more square tables and wardrobes.

You can't just build a new house and then only put a bed and a tatami mat in the guest room, can you?

Whether they live there permanently or only stay for a short time, they still need water and light, right?

Even with the tables in the living room and kitchen, they were still short three square tables.

After calculating, Cheng Qingyan ordered four more square tables.

If you need a table, you'll need chairs or stools; you need to get all of those.

"Oh, right, shopkeeper, we need four cabinets, wardrobes for clothes, the kind of three-compartment cabinets where clothes and bedding can be stored separately."

Ji Ren led them into another row, where there were several different kinds of display cases.