Xu Qi’s business continued to thrive as usual, and soon she sold out all the pork she had brought to sell. She then carried five catties of meat and went to Chen’s house at the street corner.

At this time, Doctor Chen was still at home, and Chen’s husband was carrying a basket, looking like he was about to go out.

Xu Qi walked to the door and knocked. Both of them looked over.

“Oh, Qi’er, why are you here?”

“Uncle Chen, I’m here to bring you some meat. Thanks to you for helping my partner yesterday.”

Doctor Chen stood up from his seat and looked at Xu Qi with a snort, “What about your husband? Is there anything wrong when he went back?”

“Oh, I already told you, that’s not Qi’er’s husband.” Chen’s husband didn’t notice Xu Qi’s reference to Ye Lan and thought his mistress made another mistake, so he corrected him somewhat unhappily.

“No, he is Xu Qi’s husband. He’s fine, without any problems. Thanks to the doctor’s concern.”

Chen’s husband was dumbfounded, “Is it settled then? Did your parents agree?”

Xu Qi lowered her head, looking a bit sad, “My parents have passed away long ago and can’t control me anymore.”

Chen’s husband realized he misspoke and was lightly reminded by Doctor Chen, feeling embarrassed, “I misspoke. Don’t take it to heart.”

Xu Qi let out a sigh of relief, “It’s okay, I’ll leave the meat here then.”

“Okay.”

Xu Qi smiled at them again and turned to leave.

She faintly heard voices behind her saying, “This child, it’s really pitiful.”

Pitiful? Indeed.

Thinking that there was now someone at home, she should improve their diet.

Xu Qi returned to her meat-selling spot, bought some vegetables from familiar households, along with mushrooms and potatoes, planning to make soup.

People need to be nourished.

Just as she finished buying, she saw Xu Zhi standing there looking somewhat embarrassed.

A hitchhiker? That was Xu Qi’s first thought, but Xu Zhi walked towards her and did the first thing: apologized.

A sincere apology.

“My dad wanted me to ask about your attitude, so I came to ask, I didn’t expect you to be so upset.”

Xu Zhi, frightened by Xu Qi, simply revealed her father’s thoughts, better than quarreling with Xu Qi later.

After hearing her father’s thoughts, Xu Qi felt helpless. Well, ancient people couldn’t understand the thoughts of modern people. After all, the generation gap spanned thousands of years.

“Don’t talk about this in the future. I will only have one husband.”

“Okay.”

Xu Qi’s expression remained serious, but her tone seemed to soften a bit. Xu Zhi hurriedly nodded in response.

“Okay, then help me pack up quickly. It’s time to go back.”

“Alright, I’ll do it right away.”

Xu Zhi jumped to help Xu Qi pack up, and after they finished, they both got on the donkey cart and headed back to Xu’s village.

It was already noon when Xu Qi got home. The sun was just right. She and Xu Zhi parted ways at the village entrance, afraid that Xu Zhi’s father would see her, so she hurriedly drove the cart home.

There were still a few catties of ribs left in the cart, which she deliberately left behind to take home and stew for her husband to drink soup.

Just as she arrived home, Xu Qi was stunned because her house was too clean!

Usually, she didn’t like to tidy up the room, just keeping it tidy enough, but today it was so neatly arranged?

As soon as she entered the house, Xu Qi understood. There was a diligent figure inside, wearing a gray coat and folding quilts.

Xu Qi frowned, “What are you doing?”

The person folding the quilt stopped and turned to look at Xu Qi with a hint of joy in their eyes.

“Mistress, are you back?”

“The room has been tidied up by me, and it will be ready for cooking soon.”

Xu Qi took a few steps forward to block Ye Lan’s path, her gaze heavy. Ye Lan’s faint smile gradually faded.

“Mistress, what’s wrong…” He felt a little nervous.

“Can I hug you?”

His eyes lit up, and he lowered his head to look at his toes, a slight blush creeping up his cheeks. “If mistress wants to, I can certainly do so.”

Xu Qi then picked up Ye Lan horizontally and gently placed him on the bed.

Ye Lan nervously grabbed Xu Qi’s collar until she leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Promise me, wait until your wounds are healed before doing these things, okay?”

His shyness receded, was mistress annoyed with him? But this one only wanted to help mistress tidy up the room.

Seeing Ye Lan’s disappointment so obvious, Xu Qi couldn’t help but press his hand, “I just don’t want you to work too hard. I didn’t buy you to do these things.”

“Yes, this one understands.”

He still obediently agreed, but for some reason, Xu Qi could tell that he was not happy.

“What would you like to eat later?”

Most households made pancakes for lunch, but she couldn’t, so she could only cook some simple noodle soup.

“Mistress, whatever you want to eat, I will make it for you.”

Xu Qi helpless, “Is your wound not hurting anymore?”

As she spoke, she gently stroked Ye Lan’s back, where there were scars that had already formed scabs, but they were still clearly discernible through his thin clothes.

Ye Lan sucked in a breath, his face showing a restrained expression. Xu Qi chuckled, did he dare to move around like this?

“You’d better stay in bed. Although my cooking skills are not very good, they won’t be so bad that you have to get up with a sore body to cook for me, right?”

Xu Qi said, and Ye Lan became even more flustered, “No, mistress, I doesn’t think your cooking is bad, I just, just…”

“As long as you don’t think it’s bad.”

Xu Qi rubbed Ye Lan’s head. Since she didn’t buy a headband for him, his hair was all scattered, soft and pleasant to the touch.

“You lie down for a while, I’ll go cook, and after cooking, I’ll change your medicine for you.”

Xu Qi rubbed Ye Lan’s head.

It was like coaxing a teenager. Thinking of her age, Ye Lan’s expression softened.

This was what she did to coax those seventeen or eighteen-year-old young masters. He was already this old, what was he being coaxed for?

Xu Qi didn’t know what he was thinking, but she finished her words and turned to leave.

She made noodle soup for lunch, not very good at making noodles, but noodle soup was simple, and she didn’t have to worry about uneven thickness. As long as she cut them into pieces with a knife and put them into the pot, it was fine.

Xu Qi kneaded the dough first and then lit the fire.

The raging fire burned, casting a beautiful face.

In no time, the pot was heated, and she started adding some lard and vegetables to stir-fry. The vegetables were some diced meat and greens she had just cut, which added flavor to the noodles.

Then came the water. After the water boiled, she cut the dough into pieces, and finally added a little salt for seasoning.

She really wasn’t good at cooking, especially with oil and salt, but she loved to use soy sauce for seasoning in modern times. It was a pity there seemed to be no soy sauce here.

The noodles were cooked quickly. Xu Qi went back to the room to call Ye Lan, but saw someone who couldn’t sit still, piling a pile of clothes on the bed and meticulously folding them.

Xu Qi felt helpless, “What are you doing? Why are you doing this again? Didn’t I tell you not to think about the past?”

“I used to work all day, and now I can’t sit still.”

He explained, making Xu Qi even more dissatisfied, “I said not to think about the past since you come here.”

She said with some obvious displeasure.

Ye Lan thought it was his own words that annoyed Xu Qi, so he immediately lowered his head and dared not speak again.

Xu Qi helplessly pulled Ye Lan’s hand, “Forget it, let’s eat. I was too harsh just now, don’t take it to heart.”

She thought of what she had heard from passers-by when she was selling meat earlier, “A woman who is cruel to her husband is not a good woman.”

She wanted to be a good woman.