Ye Xiaoqian listened to Yuan Doudou talk a lot along the way and realized that Zhuang Shuhui, the one who created her tragic life, could not escape blame.
Yuan Doudou is kind-hearted and easily bullied, but Ye Xiaoqian is not. She has been navigating the world for over ten years and relies on her clear sense of right and wrong and her hatred of evil.
When dealing with malicious people, one must be ruthless.
"I think you're courting death. You wait, I have three sons, and I'll make sure they kill you." Zhuang Shuhui glared and bristled, realizing she couldn't win, so she decided to leave first.
"An Rong, did you see that? This is what makes you easy to bully. You keep attracting shady people." As Zhuang Shuhui fled in panic, she didn't forget to turn back and smear Yuan Doudou.
"Go to hell." Ye Xiaoqian kicked Zhuang Shuhui in the butt, making her stumble and almost fall flat on her face.
Zhuang Shuhui blushed, tucked her tail between her legs, and slunk away.
"You're DouDou's husband?" Ye Xiaoqian walked straight to the door and examined An Rong.
His features were more delicate than a woman's, his body was strong, with a wide waist and narrow hips, and his legs were longer than a door. His most outstanding feature was his eyes, which were deep, bright, and captivating.
This couple is just amazing.
Dou Dou was a stunning beauty she had never seen before, and An Rong was a handsome man she had never met before.
They really are a match made in heaven.
Seeing the displeasure in An Rong's eyes, Yuan Doudou quickly stepped forward to introduce, "Husband, this is Miss Ye Xiaoqian, who just saved me on the mountain."
Ye Xiaoqian smiled smugly, "How about that? I'm your wife's savior."
You should at least give me a smile.
An Rong nodded and said calmly, "Thank you for your help, young lady."
I didn't see any gratitude in him at all.
Dry and cold.
Yuan Doudou is really unlucky; she married a blockhead.
"Xiaoqian, sit down and rest for a while, I'll go cook." Yuan Doudou felt the atmosphere was strange and quickly left.
An Rong seemed to dislike her bringing strangers home.
Sigh, as expected, having a man at home means freedom is a thing of the past.
She suddenly thought about the days before, when she and Angie depended on each other for survival and didn't have to worry about anyone else's opinion.
Inside the kitchen, Yuan Doudou was washing rice and cooking.
We don't usually eat solid food for dinner, but today we had guests, so we ate porridge and noodles. It was a bit casual.
Here, rice is served to guests.
It's very precious.
Ye Xiaoqian came in with a dark face, sat down in front of the stove, and started a fire.
"It's hot in the kitchen, why don't you sit outside?" Stoking a fire in the summer is a chore.
Ye Xiaoqian snorted: "I'd rather die from the heat than freeze to death by your husband. He's like a giant iceberg."
"DouDou, I feel more and more sorry for you." A husband like that would be better off dead outside.
Okay, she admits that it was impolite to say that.
The truth is just not pleasant to hear.
Yuan Doudou was speechless. It didn't seem that exaggerated. An Rong didn't like to smile, but when she did, she looked very handsome.
She quite likes guys who don't talk much.
He's handsome, quiet, and makes me feel safer.
I guess it's a matter of personal taste.
"Xiao Qian, don't be angry. He's a slow starter. Once you get to know him, he'll be very enthusiastic," Yuan Doudou tried to comfort him.
Ye Xiaoqian rolled her eyes after hearing this. "Doudou, only you believe that. I don't believe it at all."
Yuan Doudou: ...
The aroma of rice is already wafting out, and pork and green beans are stewing in another pot.
There are so many cowpeas that we can't finish them all. They taste even better when paired with pork.
She made braised fish for lunch and plans to make sweet and sour fish for dinner.
Soon, the table was filled with delicious dishes, and Angie was drooling as he looked around.
Eggplant with minced garlic, pork and green beans, sweet and sour carp, cucumber with vinegar sauce.
They look delicious, and they're all dishes that go well with rice.
This time, the family ate together in the main room.
It is really inappropriate for outsiders to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Wow, DouDou, your cooking skills are comparable to those of top chefs in Beijing!" Ye Xiaoqian exclaimed, giving a thumbs up after taking a bite of the sweet and sour fish.
Having traveled the world for over ten years and tasted all sorts of delicacies, this was the first time she had ever eaten farm-style food and tasted the culinary skills of a high-end restaurant chef.
Yuan Doudou grinned from ear to ear: "Xiao Qian, you have such a sweet tongue, eat more!"
Ye Xiaoqian didn't stand on ceremony and ate the whole fish in one go.
You should know that she rarely eats fish, always finding it too troublesome, easy to get fish bones stuck in her throat, and fish has a fishy smell, so it's hard to eat if it's not cooked properly.
Anji pouted as he looked at Ye Xiaoqian. Honestly, as soon as she arrived, his mother only cared about serving her food and ignored him and his father.
He glanced at his father, whose face was as long as a donkey's in the village.
Father was also unhappy.
"Fine, let him bear it. Father, eat meat."
The aunt ate all the fish, so Daddy could only eat meat.
"Thank you, Angie." It's always better to have a son; my wife doesn't care about me anymore.
Is this Miss Ye planning to stay at home?
Please don't! Her presence is almost like that of a man.
He looks androgynous, so it's hard to say whether Dou Dou will fall for him.
On second thought, An Rong, you can't possibly lack confidence in yourself, can you?
No, he should trust DouDou; she would never do anything to betray him.
"Auntie, are you leaving after dinner?" Anji asked before Anrong could speak.
An Rong smiled to himself, thinking: My son is indeed very thoughtful.
After finishing her meal, Ye Xiaoqian drank a bowl of tomato and egg soup, her stomach round and full.
She thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll find a place to stay nearby."
Wandering the world, making the four seas my home, with the sky as my blanket and the earth as my bed.
"Xiaoqian, you can stay here tonight. There's room at home." She had tidied up her mother-in-law's house, intending it for Anrong to stay in, but now she wanted Ye Xiaoqian to stay for one night, and Anrong could squeeze in with her.
It's just for one night, no big deal.
Ye Xiaoqian was secretly delighted: This is exactly what I wanted.
She likes to tease, and really doesn't want to leave so soon.
"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer." Ye Xiaoqian clasped his hands in a fist salute, exuding a strong sense of江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world).
An Rong's face grew even longer.
When night fell, he learned that Dou Dou wanted to sleep with him, and his heart raced.
"Husband, we originally wanted you to stay in the west room, but since Xiaoqian is staying in the west room, you'll have to make do and sleep in this room with us. You won't mind, will you?" Yuan Doudou asked cautiously.
He was injured and poisoned, and Yuan Doudou was afraid of neglecting him.
They treated him with even more care than they would their ancestors.
An Rong's eyes flickered, then she suddenly calmed down: "I'm fine."
He suddenly had a terrible thought: that Miss Ye, she could stay as long as she wanted.
He is not a stingy person.
Anji was so tired from playing that he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.
After taking a shower, Yuan Doudou voluntarily lay down inside, leaving the outside spot for An Rong so he could get up at night.
The bright moonlight shone through the window and onto the bed.
Yuan Doudou remained silent, feeling somewhat nervous.
Fortunately, Angie was in the middle, so nothing bad happened to them.
"Goodnight," she murmured softly.
An Rong didn't respond; his whole body was tense, making it difficult for him to say goodnight.
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