In the end, Xu Qi and Ye Lan sat facing each other on the edge of the bed. Xu Qi pointed out with some suspicion, “So, today’s change of attitude is because of your former mistress?”

As those words were spoken, Ye Lan felt even more distressed. His already lowered neck bent a little further.

“Yes, it was this slave former wife,” Ye Lan’s voice trembled, as if he were afraid of something.

Xu Qi gave Ye Lan a playful tap on the head and said with a very bad expression, “Don’t even know what to call yourself?”

Ye Lan was stunned, not expecting that to be the focus of his wife’s attention.

“I, I just forgot for a moment,” he said, his eyes watery as he looked at Xu Qi.

“Hmph, do you know there’s a saying called ‘trouble comes from the mouth’?” Xu Qi continued, making Ye Lan even more flustered. Why was she making it sound so serious?

He trembled and dared not speak.

“If you say the wrong thing, you must accept punishment. Do you understand?” Xu Qi subconsciously thought of a punishment from one afternoon, and even her slender body trembled.

“Yes, I understand… I’ll listen to wife,” he said, unable to say no to Xu Qi.

“Then come here,” Xu Qi said softly.

In no time, Ye Lan was lying on the bed, shyly closing his eyes as Xu Qi forced him twice.

Between the peaks of pleasure, Ye Lan’s eyes were empty and misty, as if he heard Xu Qi say, “I don’t care who your wife before, but now, you’re not allowed to think of her anymore.”

Ye Lan was still in a daze, wondering why he was even thinking of her when his wife was here; she was the only one in his heart.

Finally done, Ye Lan lay weakly on the bed, unable to move his fingers.

“Do you realize your mistake?” Xu Qi asked Ye Lan.

With tears still in his eyes, Ye Lan nodded, remembering the emotions from earlier.

Xu Qi then hugged him, but asked, “Do you remember what I just said?”

Just now?

Ye Lan’s mind went blank.

The events had been so intense that he vaguely heard some sounds but hadn’t paid attention. Who knew his wife would ask about it now?

“You don’t remember?” Xu Qi propped herself up on Ye Lan, “You dare not remember what I just said? You deserve punishment.”

Saying so, like a demon, Xu Qi leaned towards Ye Lan.

With a terrified expression, Ye Lan accepted Xu Qi’s advances.

After this round, the sun was shining outside.

Weakly lying on the bed, Ye Lan felt the hand on his waist move slightly. He shrank back in fear and twisted awkwardly, causing a sudden pain. Stiffening up, he dared not move.

With a hoarse voice, but still with a hint of crying, he said, “Wife, no more, I can’t take it anymore, I won’t dare again in the future.”

“Heh,” Xu Qi chuckled lightly, pulling him into her arms, “Silly, I know you’ve had enough. Rest assured and rest. You’re not allowed to think of your former master anymore.”

“Yes, I won’t dare to think of her.”

Ye Lan quietly reached out and wrapped his arm around Xu Qi’s waist, resting his head on that arm. “From now on, I’ll only think of you.”

Xu Qi closed her eyes contentedly and kissed Ye Lan, “Such a good boy.”

Ye Lan now felt like his waist was about to break, unable to move his whole body, feeling sore all over.

Xu Qi also felt like she had been too indulgent. After, she got up to help Ye Lan massage his waist, then happily went to cook porridge and brought it to him.

Even though Ye Lan felt he didn’t need to be treated like this, he couldn’t resist his wife’s concern for his well-being, treating him like a delicate doll.

Ye Lan lay in Xu Qi’s arms, eating porridge in small sips, his eyes still moist, and his body uncovered. Xu Qi looked at him and started to feel thirsty but eventually forced herself to look away.

After finishing the porridge, Xu Qi turned to leave, but Ye Lan firmly grabbed her. “Wife, you’ve punished me already. Can you forgive me now?”

Xu Qi lowered her head and kissed his soft face. “Next time, don’t keep things from me. I forgive you.”

Ye Lan smiled brightly.

Only when his wife was angry did Ye Lan realize that no matter how many adults or Lin Yu appeared, they couldn’t compare to the unsettling feeling his wife’s indifferent gaze brought him.

At this moment, he didn’t want to think about anything else, just wanted to stay close to his wife and never leave her side.

After washing the dishes with Ye Lan, Xu Qi lay back in bed, hugged him, and gently patted his back like comforting a child.

Ye Lan closed his eyes comfortably, feeling no embarrassment, and nestled in Xu Qi’s arms, falling asleep.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xu Qi secretly got up, took some of the unsold pork and gave it to the neighbor Uncle Man, then sold it cheaply to the villagers. Being cheaper than the regular price outside by three cents per pound.

There were quite a few people in the village, and those who were relatively well-off came to buy some.

Even Xu Zhi’s father came with Xu Qiu, carrying a small basket and bought two pounds.

Xu Qi didn’t notice Xu Qiu’s focused and watery eyes and quickly left after selling the meat.

She couldn’t bear to sell all the cheap meat, so she kept a piece of pork elbow and a whole liver for dinner.

Of course, she couldn’t just cook, so she would go out and slaughter a new pig tomorrow to sell and leave the dinner for her husband to make when he woke up.

Ye Lan woke up in the late afternoon when it was already dark outside. Xu Qi was carrying a bundle of firewood from outside. Since there was nothing to do in the afternoon, she was busy, so she immediately made plans with Xu Zhi to go up the mountain and gather some firewood.

As the weather got colder, many trees began to turn yellow and shed their leaves, leaving behind bare branches that looked dead and made them easy to chop. In no time, they had a big bundle and carried it down the mountain.

On the way, Xu Zhi asked Xu Qi, “Are you chopping so much wood to sell?”

Some people without much vitality would go chop wood for a living, selling a bundle for three cents. Xu Qi obviously didn’t need to, but with so much wood piled up, it made people wonder if she was planning to sell it.

“No, just bringing it back home for personal use. The water is cold in winter, who would allow their husband to wash clothes with cold water?” Xu Qi said, sinking into thought.

She didn’t know if she was being subtle, but she felt Xu Qi’s speech was a bit strange now, never leaving her precious husband in her words.

Xu Zhi was moved by what she said, but when she thought of her father and brother at home, she felt that probably no man would be willing to marry her. She wasn’t extremely beautiful, and their family wasn’t rich.

When Xu Qi went back to wash her hands, it made some noise. Ye Lan opened the curtain and came out from inside, wearing only a single coat, walking hunched over, clearly in pain.

“Why did you come out?” Xu Qi’s voice carried a hint of reproach.

“Where did wife go?” Ye Lan let himself be carried back to bed by Xu Qi but only asked this.

“Oh, I went to chop some firewood and brought it back to use,” Xu Qi’s smile grew wider. This was the feeling of being taken care of by a husband. As soon as she got back, someone was concerned about her whereabouts.

“We have enough firewood at home. You cough, cough, cough.” Ye Lan started coughing before he could finish speaking.

Only then did Xu Qi notice that his face was unusually red.

When her cold hands touched him, she could feel an unusual warmth!