Chapter 217
Wen Xin felt helpless and tried to reason with him, "A family is supported by both husband and wife. How can everything be placed on your shoulders? Not to mention whether it will exhaust you, I can't bear to do that."
"Besides, it's not like it's anything strenuous. At this hour, I can't even lie down to sleep, so I might as well help you with something, and..."
Wen Xin hugged his waist, and a sentence popped into her mind: "Working together makes the work easier."
Yan Zeli was deeply touched by his wife's kindness.
He must have been thinking last night that he was leaving today, so he took food to pay respects to his parents. It was only because they showed some compassion that they sent her to him.
Yan's parents said they almost couldn't hold the coffin lid down: This unfilial son, he can't even visit their graves once a year, and he still has the nerve to say that?
In the evening, Yan Zeli made noodles for Wen Xin, and the soup was made with the pork bones he had bought that day.
In this era, meat is the most valuable thing; bones are unwanted and sold very cheaply. Even so, not many people are willing to spend more money to buy them.
But the bone broth was indeed very fragrant. Yan Zeli was not short of money and only wanted to give his wife the best.
He also sliced some smoked meat and fried an egg and placed it on top of the noodles. For Wen Xin, a countryman, this was practically a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.
Moreover, Yan Zeli somehow developed excellent cooking skills, which made her extremely satisfied with her meal.
Yan Zeli was very satisfied. Who knows the joy of feeding his wife?
Besides, if his wife eats more and grows up plump and healthy, wouldn't he be the one who's truly happy in the end?
Seeing that she liked fried eggs, Yan Zeli put some from his bowl into hers and said softly, "I'll try making fried eggs for you next time."
Wen Xin opened her almond-shaped eyes slightly and stammered, "That...that must use a lot of oil, right? What a waste!"
In ordinary families, oil is only used for cooking during holidays like Chinese New Year. On ordinary days, they wouldn't even dip a spoon in oil when stir-frying vegetables.
Fried foods are only available when the village holds a large banquet.
Yan Zeli stared at her with his long, narrow eyes. "If you like it, then it's not a waste."
Wen Xin felt shy and touched by his gaze, and said softly, "I can eat whatever I want, you don't need to keep wasting food."
Yan Zeli gently pinched the girl's cheek. "I've already told you, you can't doubt your man's abilities, okay?"
Wen Xin's almond-shaped eyes were brimming with tears. "I just didn't want to burden you."
Yan Zeli laughed: "Can a sweet burden really be called a burden?"
"If you really care about me, come here and call me 'husband'."
Wen Xin's eyelashes trembled slightly as she shyly murmured, "H-husband."
Yan Zeli's breath hitched instantly, his whole body going numb from his wife's sweet and soft voice.
His Adam's apple bobbed. "Wife, let's call each other that in bed from now on!"
Otherwise, if she screams, he'll want to pin her down in bed and do bad things to her—that's too beastly!
He only has one wife, so he can't let her get tired or pampered.
Wen Xin blushed at his predatory gaze, her hand holding the chopsticks trembling slightly. "Eat, eat!"
Da Yan could only sigh and nod.
A good husband must always feed his wife and never let her go hungry.
Tsk, why isn't it time to sleep yet?
Wen Xin: "..."
You big pervert!
...
In the afternoon, Ah Niu helped them carry the large wooden tub for bathing to their home.
Although the Yan family residence only has one courtyard, it has quite a few rooms.
However, it is rumored that their ancestral home is truly magnificent and grand, even more impressive than the mansions of ancient princes and nobles.
However, the ancestral home is located deep in the mountains behind the village. With the passage of time, not only can no one find the trace of the Yan family's ancestral home anymore, but even if Yan Zeli knew, he would not take Wen Xin to live there.
The glory of the Yan family, like the clan members who have passed away, has long been buried and sealed away; there is no need to reminisce about it anymore.
The current Yan family residence was built by Yan Zeli's parents.
The Yan family members had strange fates; most of them died young, but when they were alive, they were all prosperous and never lacked money.
The house with its blue bricks and red tiles looks bright and impressive, no wonder some people were so bold as to covet it back then.
Unfortunately, he had the life to covet it, but not the life to snatch it!
Yan Zeli cleaned up a small side room next to their bedroom and turned it into Wen Xin's bathroom.
He thought that he would combine the two rooms in a few days, which would make it much more convenient for her to wash up.
He carried the bathtub inside and then went to fetch hot water for her to take a bath.
Wen Xin thought it was unnecessary to go to such trouble. There was already a small side room for bathing in the house, and it would be a waste to make her a separate bathroom.
Moreover, the bathtub is large, so taking a bath uses too much hot water.
If you don't go up the mountain to cut firewood yourself, buying it will also cost money.
Yan Zeli raised an eyebrow and said meaningfully, "After all that commotion last night, aren't you tired?"
Wen Xin: "..."
What's all this fuss about last night?
Can't he speak properly?
Seeing her face flushed red, like a ripe peach, Yan Zeli couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Taking a bath will make you feel much better."
"Also, you're not allowed to be polite to your man anymore, or I'll get angry, and the consequences will be severe."
As he spoke, his long, slender fingers pressed meaningfully against her lower back.
Wen Xin blushed furiously and slapped away his wolfish paws. "Fine, I won't say anything then."
Why does this person always bully her?
Da Yan and Xiao Yan protested: How is that bullying? It's clearly love!
However, after she took a shower and got into bed, the man simply held her in his arms, kissed and rubbed her, and didn't do anything else.
Wen Xin had prepared herself for him to keep her up all night again.
She looked up, her eyes like spring water, "You..."
As night fell, Yan Zeli's deep, magnetic voice became even more alluring, "Hmm? What's wrong?"
Wen Xin blushed and shook her head.
Yan Zeli chuckled softly in her ear: "Want it?"
Wen Xin punched his chest with her small fist, "Don't talk nonsense."
Yan Zeli kissed her fingertips. "Tsk, who was it that pestered me for sex last night? Wife, you're not being fair. You took it and then denied it."
Wen Xin felt a tingling sensation in her fingertips and heart from his kisses, and she pulled her hand away. "It's time to sleep."
Yan Zeli rolled over, his beautifully sculpted and powerful arms bracing himself against her side. "Hmm? My wife doesn't want me to talk, she wants me to...do it?"
Wen Xin: "!"
The girl's body was as soft as water, her hands resting gently on his chest, her eyes clear and bright, showing no resistance to him whatsoever.
For example, if he wants to...
He treated her so well, and now he's her rightful husband, he has the right to.
The girl's obedient and docile nature only added fuel to the fire. Yan Zeli's gaze grew increasingly dark, his breath hot and scalding, and his reason was about to crumble.
His Adam's apple bobbed. "Last night, I overdid it, and I made you suffer."
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