The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man-Chapter 895 - : 895

Chapter 895: 895

“Wife, what do you think of Zhang Ping’an?” Xiao Yuchuan asked casually, but his heart was quite tense.

Originally, he planned to continue watering the fields today. The men in the village, both married and single, were keeping an eye on his wife.

The reason was that everyone knew that his wife was now no longer related to the Xiao Family.

Even Aunt Zhang, who always had good relations with the Xiao Family, wanted to snatch his wife away from him.

Before he officially held a wedding banquet to get married, he didn’t dare to say that he had already registered his marriage with his wife. He wasn’t afraid of what others might say; he was just worried that his wife would blame him for keeping it from her.

Su Qingyue raised her eyebrows and looked at him, “Are you jealous, third brother?”

He admitted honestly, “Yes.” He pulled her tightly into his embrace, “Wife, you must never leave me.”

“Alright.”

“You’re so good to me, wife!” He kissed her hair affectionately, “Your hair is pitch black, so soft and smooth; compared to before when it was just a head of straw-yellow fuzz, it’s like heaven now.”

She spoke indifferently, “I had long ago concocted a medicinal paste for washing hair, which has the effect of darkening it.”

“Wife, we could make a fortune selling this prescription for the hair wash mud,” he suggested.

She nodded, “Indeed, it would definitely be more profitable than the medicinal mud toothpaste. After the family is divided, we can sell Black Hair Mud.” Right now, she didn’t want to talk about the prescription, so as not to benefit that cheap second brother and his woman, Li Rong’er.

“Maybe not,” said Xiao Yuchuan as he threaded his fingers through her hair, smoothing her long tresses, “Such a great prescription, I don’t want others to use it; it’s best if only you use it, wife.”

Su Qingyue felt somewhat moved by his words, “My use of it won’t affect others from using it.”

“Then… it’s up to you, wife,” he said, embracing her and speaking with heartfelt distress, “We should take our time with dividing the family, I’m sorry for making you suffer.”

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“It’s okay, there’s no hurry.”

Su Qingyue took the herbs that had been half-dried in the corner of the pharmacy, packed them into a basket, and carried them out to the medicine rack in the yard for drying. Xiao Yuchuan rushed to help her lift the basket, “Wife, just give the instructions and your husband will do it; you don’t need to lift a finger.”

“It’s fine, it’s not heavy; I can do it myself,” she responded.

Nevertheless, he took the basket from her and carried it to the five-tier drying rack in the courtyard, neatly spreading the different types of herbs on the rack.

Xiao Yishan walked past him, and Yuchuan greeted him, “Second brother, how’s your injury?”

Xiao Yishan, whose feelings towards his younger brother were always good, could not help but have a grim expression upon recalling what Rong’er had said about his third brother scheming to pocket all the family’s money. He responded icily, “Much better,” and continued towards the backyard thatched cottage.

Xiao Yuchuan watched his retreating figure strangely, “What’s wrong with second brother, he seems to be in such a bad mood.”

Su Qingyue slanted her lips, “Do you even need to ask? It’s all because of the family division. I bet, although he said he didn’t want the fields, when it comes down to actually dividing them, he will definitely not want to give them up.”

Xiao Yuchuan looked at his second brother’s tall and sturdy figure disappearing around the front courtyard’s corner, “The second brother himself isn’t very scheming. It’s likely Li Rong’er who has been instigating things. I warned the second brother about Li Rong’er’s cunning nature, but it turns out he’s still with her.”

“Let him be,” she said, “Second brother has bitten into this fruit himself, so he should bear the consequences himself.”

When Xiao Yishan returned from the backyard, his steps paused beside Su Qingyue, “Yue’er…”

Looking at her plain face, even though he still had feelings for her, the memory of her stabbing him without hesitation still terrified him, and he didn’t dare to call her his wife anymore.