Chapter 77

Before Uncle Mao left, Tang Wan gave him some raspberries. Uncle Mao wanted to refuse, but Tang Wan stopped him with a sentence.

“We should have gone to get the furniture ourselves. It’s hard work for Uncle Mao to make a trip. It’s just stuff from the mountains. It’s not worth much.”

“You paid for the ox cart yourselves. I’m just going along for the ride.”

Uncle Mao smiledInnocently and didn’t refuse the raspberries. He took them back to give to the children as a treat.

After tidying up the courtyard, Tang Wan found them in the corner of the backyard. Lu Huaijing was teaching Tang Zhou how to kill a chicken.

Tang Zhou was chattering about how lucky Tang Wan was. This wild chicken was simply tired of living.

Lu Huaijing was very patient with Tang Zhou, teaching him how to kill the chicken.

They were busy while Tang Wan went inside to steam rice and took out fresh wild boar meat from her space.

When Lu Huaijing came in with the processed chicken, Tang Wan had already steamed braised pork.

“Wife, Cheng Xiaoyue and I are completely innocent.”

Lu Huaijing sent Tang Zhou away. He walked over to Tang Wan, placed the chicken on the chopping board, and whispered to her.

“I didn’t say I didn’t believe you.”

Tang Wan’s voice was soft. She turned to look at Lu Huaijing. “Who can blame my husband for being so popular?”

“Are you really not angry?”

Lu Huaijing hugged her. His chin rested on the top of her head. He felt inexplicably lost.

“Really.”

Tang Wan also smiled and assured him. She held the cleaver and chopped the chicken meat, slice after slice.

She had a gentle face, but Lu Huaijing felt a murderous aura from the sound of the cleaver.

Bang, bang, bang…

Was… was she really not angry?

“Wife, let me do it.”

Lu Huaijing’s large hand landed on the back of her hand. His low, husky voice was gentle, inexplicably calming Tang Wan’s slightly agitated emotions.

She handed him the cleaver and instructed, “Cut it into small pieces. I want to make spicy chicken.”

“Don’t worry, wife. I’ll make sure you’re satisfied.”

Lu Huaijing wasn’t very good at coaxing people, so he followed Tang Wan’s wishes. They worked together.

After a while, Tang Zhou came in with a few ugly pears. He held up the bag and said,

“Shengli insisted that his mother gave them to me.”

He looked a little arrogant. He was actually very happy, but he still pretended to be reluctant.

Tang Wan laughed and said, “Then put them in the cupboard as snacks.”

“Okay.”

Tang Zhou had just put the things away when Tang Wan had already cooked the dishes: spicy chicken, braised pork, red braised pork, and stir-fried wild vegetables.

Three people and four dishes. This was a treat they only had during the New Year. Tang Zhou’s eyes were about to pop out. He quickly set the table.

“It smells so good.”

Tang Zhou took a deep breath and sat there obediently. He didn’t move until Tang Wan and Lu Huaijing picked up their chopsticks.

“Eat quickly.”

Lu Huaijing thought that his wife and his brother-in-law were both very well-mannered. He first picked up a chicken leg for Tang Wan.

He didn’t forget Tang Zhou. He picked up a chicken wing for him.

“When are you leaving tomorrow?”

Tang Wan took a bite of chicken. She couldn’t help but ask.

Spicy chicken was her favorite dish before. This time, she felt it was just so-so.

“Tomorrow morning. It’s a bit early. Don’t get up to see me off.”

Lu Huaijing’s hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly. “Wife, I’ll be back soon.”

“Be careful.”

Tang Wan gave him a few dry instructions. She didn’t eat much.

They were amazed by the red braised pork Tang Wan made. Tang Zhou shook his head and nodded as he ate.

“Sister, your cooking is so delicious. I’ll never get tired of eating it.”

“I’m not going to cook for you for the rest of your life.”

Tang Wan chuckled, “When you grow up and get married, you two will form your own family, and you can cook for yourselves.”

“Then I’ll definitely make my wife learn from Sister.”

Tang Zhou’s matter-of-fact statement made Tang Wan’s spirits lift. She lightly tapped Tang Zhou’s forehead with her chopsticks.

“Why would you make your wife learn from me? Do you think the person who cooks at home must be a woman?”

She didn’t expect Tang Zhou, at such a young age, to have such a dangerous thought.

Tang Wan’s question made Tang Zhou stunned. He opened his mouth in confusion, “Isn’t it?”

He had seen many families where the woman cooked.

“Of course not.”

Tang Wan frowned. “Since you’re forming a family, then the home is everyone’s home.

There’s no such thing as housework that must be done by someone. Whoever has free time does it. That’s called division of labor.

If one person does it for too long, they’ll get tired too. A home needs to be run by both husband and wife.”

She spoke earnestly, not noticing that Lu Huaijing, sitting next to her, was deep in thought.

Was his wife hinting at him?

Lu Huaijing understood. After he returned from his mission, he would help his wife with housework more.

“I understand.”

Tang Zhou nodded obediently, remembering his sister’s words. It would clear many obstacles for his future pursuit of his wife.

Everyone was satisfied with this meal. Lu Huaijing had a big appetite. He finished all the leftover dishes with his big bowl.

Tang Wan was stunned. After all, that chicken weighed three or four pounds.

“It was so delicious. I couldn’t resist.”

Lu Huaijing had just put down his bowl when he met Tang Wan’s surprised expression. He awkwardly picked up his bowl and chopsticks and went to wash them.

Tang Wan rarely called him. She said softly, “Just leave them there. I’ll wash them later.”

He was leaving on a mission tomorrow. Tang Wan wanted to be considerate of him for once.

But this guy ran away with his bowl and chopsticks, as if he was afraid Tang Wan would take them.

Tang Wan: …

“Sister, Brother-in-law is helping you with housework.”

Tang Zhou tilted his head. His sister’s lesson was still fresh in his mind. Brother-in-law was good at applying it.

Tang Wan: …

Thinking about what she had just said, she suddenly realized.

It seemed that Lu Huaijing had misunderstood something. But it was a beautiful misunderstanding.

If he wanted to do more housework in the future, Tang Wan wouldn’t stop him. Project: Cultivating a dutiful husband in progress.

She glanced at the two busy people in the kitchen with a happy heart. She hummed a song and went back to her room.

Perhaps because she was in a good mood, she wrote her article particularly smoothly today.

When she finished writing, Tang Zhou had already washed up and gone back to his room to read. Lu Huaijing had cleaned the kitchen and the small partition.

“Wife, I’ve prepared the water for you.”

Lu Huaijing knocked on the door. His voice was gentle. Tang Wan rubbed her tired eyes.

“Okay.”

This time, she didn’t delay. She quickly took a bath and put on her pajamas. They had just returned to their room when there was a knock on the door.

Lu Huaijing frowned. “Wife, don’t go out. I’ll go see who it is.”

“I’ll go with you.”

Tang Wan already had a guess. When she opened the courtyard door and saw Captain Cheng, Cuiying, and Cheng Xiaoyue, her eyes widened in understanding.

“Sister-in-law, thank you for saving my Cuiying. This is a little gift.”

Captain Cheng was carrying a can of malt extract and some fruit. Cuiying was leaning weakly on his shoulder.

Cheng Xiaoyue, who was behind them, rolled her eyes. She was about to roll her eyes to the sky.