But Fu Ting couldn't sleep. With such a soft, fragrant body in his arms, if he could still remain rational, he would be letting down his childhood title of winning first place in the entire village at the foot of the mountain for the farthest distance he could urinate.

So, Fu Ting got up several times in the middle of the night. Not to go to the toilet, but to cool himself down with cold water.

Even so, he still has to get up early to go to work, since his family of four depends on him for their livelihood.

Da Bao and Xiao Bao are still young, and Ruan Jiaojiao used to be lazy and gluttonous. It was good enough if she didn't cause trouble for the family. Fu Ting never expected her to go to work and earn work points.

However, Fu Ting had no complaints about this. He believed that a man's duty is to support his wife, no matter what she is like. If you can't support your wife, then you're not good enough.

But today, to his surprise, Ruan Jiaojiao got up earlier than him and even made chive and egg pancakes for him!

There were five pancakes, each the size of two palms, and they were all fried until golden brown and sizzling with oil. They had a strong chive flavor and were even more fragrant than those sold in the city!

"Brother Ting, there's no meat left at home. Just make do with this for now. You don't need to come back for lunch. I'll take Da Bao and Xiao Bao to bring you your lunch."

Fu Ting: "..."

Is he dreaming?

His lazy wife not only let him touch her, but also cooked for him and even said she would bring him food. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god...

Fu Ting didn't know what words to use to describe his current mood.

"Do you...do you still have any money? I still have some jewelry here. Mom secretly gave it to me when we divided the family property. You can take it and sell it to make some money..."

For the sake of these few chive and egg pancakes, what does it matter if he gets scammed by Ruan Jiaojiao again?

"No need, I have a way, don't worry."

“Brother Ting, it’s getting late. You should go to work first. I’ll take care of things at home, so don’t worry about me. Also…” Ruan Jiaojiao approached him and said, “Brother Ting, look down.”

Fu Ting obediently lowered his head.

Ruan Jiaojiao bit his lip hard, but... Ruan Jiaojiao swore she didn't bite very hard, but Fu Ting's lip still got bleeding.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, let me wipe it for you..." Ruan Jiaojiao hurriedly went to find a cloth.

She learned that Fu Ting didn't like to drink water while working, which caused his mouth to become too dry, making him prone to injury.

"No need." Fu Ting took her hand and then licked the blood clean with his tongue.

Fu Ting was already a top-notch tough guy in the village at the foot of the mountain, and now he was making such sexy and alluring moves. Moreover, with his chiseled face, he didn't look greasy at all.

Ruan Jiaojiao secretly swallowed. Oh no, she loved Fu Ting even more now. What should she do? *sobs*

Fu Ting dared not delay his work time, otherwise he would definitely hug Ruan Jiaojiao and kiss her passionately.

However, sometimes, Ruan Jiaojiao would still give Fu Ting a pot of sugar water to take with him.

Sugar is a precious commodity, but Fu Ting is the pillar of the family, and he deserves the best.

Fu Ting walked down the street with a bright and cheerful expression, his pocket filled with the chive and egg pancakes his wife had made for him, and his waist adorned with the sweet soup she had prepared for him.

The villagers passing by remembered what Ruan Jiaojiao had said yesterday when she was protecting Da Bao and Xiao Bao, and seeing Fu Ting's expression, they believed it even more—Ruan Jiaojiao was going to live a good life with Fu Ting!

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