âIâll do it myself. You feeding me, wife, makes me look uselessâ¦â
She rolls her eyes at him.
Worried, Xiao Qingheâs casual eyes fixate on him, âThird brother, youâre not weakâ¦â
âI just rested, and if I hold it with both hands, I should be fineâ¦â Holding the bowl with both hands, he gulps down the ginger soup in just a few mouthfuls.
Xiao Yishan and Xiao Qinghe fall silent at the same time. Clearly, third brother is just faking it so his wife will feed him.
After drinking the medicine, Yuchuan hands the bowl over, âWife, hereâ¦â
As Qingyue reaches out to take it, he seizes the opportunity to stroke her hand,
âWife, your hand isnât tender enoughâ¦â
She glares at him fiercely, unable to hold back her cursing, âShit! If itâs not tender, why are you touching it?â
âItâs a wasted opportunity not to touch it.â He laughs happily, and asks confusedly, âWife, what does shit mean? Youâve said it twice.â Qinghe and Yishan look at their wife, also confused. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Theyâve never heard it before either.
âWellâ¦â She really wants to tell the truth, but she canât say it in front of second and fourth brother, after all, third brotherâs mom is also second and fourth brotherâs mom, so she canât just swear casually. Her eyes swivel, âIt means grass, mud, and horse.â
The three men on the bed listen to her explanation, and maybe because sheâs such a good person, they donât doubt her at all.
Xiao Yuchuan says, âOur house is surrounded by grass and mud. There are no horses in the whole village, though. The village chief used to have a horse, but it died.â
âOh.â She nods, âItâs a shame that there isnât a single horse in the whole village. When I have money in the future, Iâll definitely buy a horse and ride it aroundâ¦â
âWife, with your skinny little body, can you even get on a horse?â He laughs, thinking buying a horse for the family seems so difficult.
âMy horse riding skills are excellent.â She boasts. In modern times, there are horse clubs, and she would sometimes join in and go horse riding when she was bored.
âWife, you trickster.â Xiao Yuchuan chuckles, âI bet you havenât even touched a horseâs butt.â
Seeing his wifeâs face flare up with anger, Xiao Yishan feels bad for her and scolds Yuchuan, âThird brother, donât provoke Yueâer.â
âItâs okay.â Qingyue smiles and says, âDonât worry, second brother, I wonât die from anger. At most, Iâll live a few years less.â
Hearing her say that, Xiao Yishan glares at Chuan, âIf you provoke Yueâer anymore, watch out, Iâll beat you up!â
Xiao Yuchuan feels wronged, âWife, you see, my second brother bullies me.
Heâs hit me several times for your sakeâ¦â
She considerately says, âThen it doesnât hurt to hit a few more times.â
âWife, youâre so cruelâ¦â He leans back against the bed, his face so pale itâs frightening, whether from lack of strength or anger.
Su Qingyue reaches out to grab his wrist, her two fingers probing his pulse, she looks at him with doubt, âThird brother, your pulse is weak, you should have faintedâ¦â
âI told you, I woke up scared. Iâm really fainting now.â After he says that, his head tilts, and his eyes close as he faints while sitting. Xiao Yishan gets anxious, âYueâer, whatâs wrong with third brother?â Su Qingyue tugs at the corner of her mouth, âHe fainted.â
âIs he okay?â
âHe wonât die. Heâll have to lie on the bed for a while longer.â She helps Xiao Yuchuan lie down, undoes his clothes, and takes out silver needles for acupuncture.
Although Xiao Yuchuanâs breathing is labored in his unconscious state, after the acupuncture treatment, his obstructed blood flow improves significantly, and his breathing gradually returns to normal..