The gate to Commander Wei's courtyard was open, and a large sack could be seen on the ground from the outside.

Commander Wei asked in bewilderment, "That's strange, how come there's such a big sack?"

Huo Qizheng glanced at it and replied, "Maybe your wife bought a pig."

Just as Commander Wei was about to scold the spendthrift woman, he heard a woman's sobbing voice coming from inside the sack.

"Oh my god, it's a person."

He quickly ran over and untied the sack, and was shocked when he saw Wang Xiuxiu inside, who looked like a pig's head.

"Xiuxiu? What happened to you? Did someone hit you?"

Wang Xiuxiu was terrified. She was about to tell her brother-in-law, but then she remembered Lin Han's threats and swallowed the words back down her throat.

"Brother-in-law, I'm in so much pain! Please take me to the hospital quickly."

Huo Qizheng remained unmoved, showing no intention of helping, and glanced at the scene before returning home.

"young married woman?"

Lin Han came out of the house and heard the crying and shouting coming from the neighboring courtyard. She pouted at Huo Qizheng.

"Honey, I'm so scared."

Huo Qizheng walked over and hugged Lin Han tightly, saying, "Baby, don't be afraid, your husband is here."

Lin Han went to the troupe to find him and asked him to go home a little later after get off work, as she and Wang Xiuxiu had something to talk about.

When he returned, he found Wang Xiuxiu stuffed in a sack, looking like a pig's head.

He really wronged his wife; her hand must have hurt so much from beating her like that.

"Come on, let me blow on it for you. Next time, don't do it yourself. Tell me, and I'll take care of it for you."

Lin Han nodded, "Yes, my husband is the best."

Actually, she didn't want Huo Qizheng to come back early because she was afraid that Wang Xiuxiu would run in and turn around and accuse Huo Qizheng of forcing her.

By then, she wouldn't be able to explain herself, so she simply cleaned the person up herself to avoid looking disgusting in the future.

Huo Qizheng coaxed Lin Han for a while before getting up to cook. Tonight, they'd have braised pork.

Lin Han's tastes have been spoiled by Huo Qizheng; she only likes to eat the food he cooks.

Huo Qizheng cooked, while Lin Han sat in a rocking chair in the yard to cool off.

The cherry and pomegranate trees in the yard are growing very well under the nourishment of the spring water, and their shade is already sufficient to provide shelter. They will surely be beautiful when they bloom.

The blueberry bushes in the yard have already blossomed and produced some small green berries. They'll be ready to eat once they turn purple.

Lin Han took a glass of sparkling lemonade from her spatial storage, poured it into a glass straw cup, sat on a rocking chair, and slowly rocked back and forth while drinking it.

Huo Qizheng never questioned where these strange things came from, so Lin Han drank them without worry, and sometimes she would let Huo Qizheng try them out of curiosity.

He didn't ask what it was; as long as it was given by Lin Han, he accepted it all.

After dinner, Huo Qizheng kept kissing Lin Han, and Lin Han couldn't resist him. The two sat on the sofa and kissed passionately.

When their breathing became heavy, Huo Qizheng turned off the lights behind him, plunging the surroundings into darkness.

"Ah, Huo Qizheng, be gentle, it hurts."

Lin Han slapped Huo Qizheng's chest hard, "Don't stay in the yard, go back to your room."

Huo Qizheng leaned close to her ear and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't you like balconies? Am I wrong?"

The book Lin Han was reading described a scene where two people were leaning against the glass on an empty balcony, with people coming and going below. Anyone who looked up could see what they were doing.

Although their house doesn't have a balcony and they don't live in an apartment building, they have an open courtyard. If you listen carefully on the other side of the wall, you can still find out what they are doing.

His wife likes it, and he's willing to accommodate her.

Lin Han blushed. "Huo Qizheng, you're not allowed to read those weird books anymore."