Chapter 18

Peach Blossom said with a smile on her face, “I’ve been eating meat these days, and it feels like I’ve eaten all the meat from the past ten years.”

“Eating meat every day!” The Sun family’s situation is considered quite good in Baiyun Village, but they are not at the point of eating meat every day.

Sun Xiaolan felt a bit envious, though she had come alone today, and since her husband wasn’t with her, she felt it was inappropriate to eat at the same table with the young couple.

“Maybe not today. I made food at home, and I have to go back soon.”

“Don’t, Xiaolan, you’re already here!” Peach Blossom was very enthusiastic. “I’ll go right now, and it won’t take long to prepare.”

“Really, it’s fine, Peach Blossom. I came here empty-handed today; how could I just eat your meat?”

Just as they were talking, Sun Xiaolan suddenly noticed smoke coming from the chimney of Peach Blossom’s house.

She was surprised and asked, “Who’s in the kitchen?”

Peach Blossom also leaned over and stretched her head out of the window to take a look, then replied:

“It’s Qin Ge, he seems to be making a fire to cook. I’ll go check it out, you stay here.”

“Go ahead, there’s no need for a man to cook.”

Peach Blossom heard Sun Xiaolan’s comment and wanted to tell her that her husband had been making breakfast for her these days.

However, she was worried that boasting might embarrass her husband, so she kept quiet.

But Qin Feng didn’t mind such things. When Peach Blossom wanted to cook, Qin Feng quickly sent her out with just a few words.

“You two continue your conversation, don’t worry about me. Your friend kindly came to remind us, and she deserves a deeper chat. You go keep her company.”

Later, when Peach Blossom returned to the room, she told Sun Xiaolan what Qin Feng had said, which made Sun Xiaolan incredibly envious.

“Oh my gosh, your husband is so good to you! My husband is still a son-in-law, and he has never cooked once for me.

But he’s good in other ways, so not cooking is fine; I cook better than him anyway.

Now your husband cooks too, so you can chat with me longer. You little girl, look at your radiant face. You must have already consummated your marriage, right?”

“Shh, lower your voice!” Peach Blossom wished she could cover Sun Xiaolan’s mouth. “The kitchen is so close; can you be a little more discreet?”

“What are you afraid of? The kitchen is noisy with the cooking sounds. If your husband can hear us, then something’s off. Come on, tell me, how does it feel?”

Peach Blossom was a bit shy. “How could I say? It’s not as painful as you think.”

“Huh? How could that be? Could it be that his size isn’t good enough, so you didn’t feel anything?”

“No, no… his… his size is very big. Oh, let’s stop talking about this. Let me tell you, I’ve noticed that my luck has been amazing ever since we consummated our marriage. Do you think that’s related? Could he be lucky for his wife?”

“Luck for the wife?” Sun Xiaolan furrowed her brows. “I’ve only heard of lucky husbands, but I’ve never heard of lucky wives. But you might be right. If there’s luck for a husband, there must be luck for a wife too! Interesting!”

Sun Xiaolan became excited and shook Peach Blossom’s arm eagerly: “Why not try again tonight? See if doing it once more will bring you good luck tomorrow!”

Peach Blossom, with her big eyes wide open, stared at her in surprise:
“You think what I said makes sense, right? I also find it unbelievable. But what if he doesn’t want to tonight?”

“How could he not? My silly Peach Blossom,” Sun Xiaolan shook Peach Blossom’s shoulder and said, “A man who just started eating meat is never going to be satisfied!

Look at me and my husband, we’ve been married for several months now, and there’s never been a night when he didn’t want it.

Besides, if he doesn’t want to, you can tease him! I can teach you a few tricks; they work wonders!”

After sharing her tips, Peach Blossom’s face turned red.

When Sun Xiaolan caught sight of Qin Feng busy in the kitchen, she didn’t want to disturb the couple, so she refused to stay for dinner. She quickly slipped out when Peach Blossom wasn’t paying attention.

During dinner, Peach Blossom’s face was still flushed.

Qin Feng noticed and furrowed his brow: “Why is your face so red? Are you sick?”

Peach Blossom quickly shook her head and, feeling a little guilty, replied:
“No, I was just near the stove earlier, and it got me a little heated. By the way, Qin Ge, what are we doing this afternoon?”

“This afternoon, I need to fix the roof.”

“Then I’ll help you.”

“Mm.”

The couple worked hard all afternoon, and finally finished renovating the roof of the main house, kitchen, and storage rooms.

For dinner, they had the leftover food from lunch, which was quite convenient.

As usual, they washed up separately.

When Peach Blossom lay down on the bed, Qin Feng came over only after locking the door.

Perhaps because of the exhausting work in the afternoon, Qin Feng lay down and didn’t move anymore.

Peach Blossom, however, kept thinking about the “lucky wife” idea. But since Qin Feng wasn’t moving, she felt shy to make the first move. She kept thinking about the tips Sun Xiaolan gave her.

But the more she thought about Sun Xiaolan’s words, the more uneasy Peach Blossom became.

Sun Xiaolan had said that men always want it, but this was only their second time, so why wasn’t Qin Feng responding? Was it because she didn’t perform well enough last night?

The more she thought about it, the more restless she became. She felt a little defiant.