Chapter 93 Another Great Benefactor Arrives
Du Wanchun's eyes were filled with tears as she looked up at her and smiled, "Husband, don't be alarmed, it's just morning sickness."
Zhou Ruiyuan looked at her with trepidation, even more so than when he had encountered wild animals in the mountains. He was extremely worried and held her tightly in his arms.
"If I had known that pregnancy would be so difficult, I definitely wouldn't have let you get pregnant."
Du Wanchun chuckled, took his hand and covered her stomach, saying, "Silly husband, the doctor said that the more severe the morning sickness, the more the baby is trying its best to grow. Look how hard it is. If it heard you say this, it would probably be heartbroken."
She is only two months pregnant and her pregnancy is not yet showing.
However, when Zhou Ruiyuan touched her soft belly, he seemed to really feel the baby's heartbeat.
That tenacious, struggling beating seemed to be telling his (her) father that he (she) desperately wanted to be born.
Zhou Ruiyuan's brows gradually relaxed, a smile appeared on his face, and his heart softened.
The carriage continued forward, with Wang Qiu leading the way and helping them urge on the horses. Listening to the conversation inside, he couldn't help but sigh.
To live a lifetime with a wife and children by one's side like Zhou Ruiyuan is an immense blessing!
He smiled, pulled on the reins, and slowed the horse down.
As the carriage slowed down, Du Wanchun felt much better.
When they got home, Aunt Zhou had already started steaming sour dates.
After helping with the work at the incense shop, Aunt Wang and Du Damei busied themselves making sour jujube cakes.
After steaming these lush green jujubes until cooked, let them cool, peel them, and then continue to stir and mash them in a bowl until the shells and pulp separate. Then, pick out the shells.
Mix the remaining fruit puree with white sugar, then shape it into small cakes, coat them with perilla powder, and let them air dry. Once dry, they can be eaten directly.
This skill was passed down from Aunt Wang's family. Aunt Zhou learned it from them a few times, and it's very easy to master.
Du Wanchun watched from the side, and smelling the aroma, her appetite improved considerably. She ate half a bowl more rice than usual at dinner that night, and she didn't vomit again.
Aunt Zhou was overjoyed and quickly prepared a few more side dishes.
Du Wanchun ate a bit too much and ate two pieces of pickled radish before going to bed.
Meanwhile, outside Qingzhou Prefecture, Zhou Feng and his coachman were hurrying home.
The moonlight was hazy, and the official road was deserted.
Zhou Feng took a nap in the carriage.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, the carriage suddenly stopped.
Zhou Feng slightly opened his eyes and asked the coachman outside, "What's going on?"
The coachman outside the carriage did not reply.
Zhou Feng sensed something was wrong and quickly grabbed a sword beside him. He had bought the sword before he returned, specifically for self-defense on the road.
At this moment, the carriage curtain was lifted, and a man dressed in a gray robe and holding a large knife smiled at him and said, "Oh, Manager Zhou, I've been looking for you all this way!"
Zhou Feng frowned and asked him, "Who are you, and what do you want?!"
The man sneered and said, "You don't need to know who I am. Just know that today is your death day!"
Having said that, he swung his knife at him.
Zhou Feng frowned, quickly drew his longsword to block the broadsword that was being swung at him, and said coldly, "Who wants to kill me?!"
The man laughed and said, "A country bumpkin like you thinking of doing business in the capital? Don't you know your own limitations?"
After saying that, he slashed at Zhou Feng again.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Feng immediately guessed who it was: the Yuan family from the capital.
Before he went to the capital, the Yuan family's incense shop was always the best, and not only high-ranking officials and nobles but also imperial relatives bought incense from them.
Now Zhou Feng has opened a similar incense shop, and in just half a month, he has taken away a portion of their business. Therefore, the Yuan family harbors resentment and wants to kill him to silence him when he returns to the village.
In their eyes, Zhou Feng came from the countryside, was helpless and powerless, so it didn't matter if he died.
However, they were completely wrong.
Zhou Feng, wielding his sword, moved with fluid grace, aiming directly for the assassin's neck.
Throughout the entire process, he blinked only slightly; it was both quick and ruthless.
Fresh blood gushed down the carriage.
The assassin clutched his neck, staring dumbfounded at Zhou Feng. Before he could even comprehend what had happened, he tumbled off the carriage and fell lifeless.
Zhou Feng, sword in hand, quickly looked outside and saw that his coachman had been beheaded and was dead.
Left with no other choice, he immediately took the reins of the carriage and continued driving forward.
The horse galloped swiftly, and Zhou Feng frowned with a gloomy expression, glancing back every now and then.
There must be more than one assassin sent; he needs to get out of here as soon as possible.
Just as he was driving the carriage, a woman suddenly jumped onto it.
"Manager Zhou, don't worry, I've taken care of those little minions for you."
Zhou Feng looked up and saw that it was Han Yan'er, the eldest daughter of the Han family who had helped him out of a predicament last time.
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