Translator: 549690339
In this way, the heat from the rice even warmed up the chicken.
Xiao Yuchuan brought Fourth Brotherâs rice and medicine to the secondary bedroom.
Xiao Yishan scooped two bowls of rice onto the table, took one of the rice bowls, and put all the chicken on top of the rice. He handed the chopsticks to Su Qingyue, âYouâre injured, eat slowly.â
She knew the chicken was the only dish for breakfast, and the second brother gave it all to her. She quickly pushed the bowl back to him, âYou eat.â
Although her voice was hoarse, Xiao Yishan seemed to hear her speak, and suddenly became delighted, âWife, you can talk now?â
She picked up the chopsticks and only lowered her head to eat⦠the dry rice.
There were no other dishes.
She was able to endure hardship, and considering the poverty of this family, it was already nice for them to take her in. She wouldnât be picky anymore.
Xiao Yishan saw her silently chewing, not talking anymore, and thought he had heard her voice wrong earlier.
His wife was mute, how could she speak? He was just too eager to hear her voice.
Looking at the chicken in the bowl, he felt a little touched. His wife was letting him eat, taking care of him.
Picking up the chopsticks, he put all the chicken back into her bowl again.
She only glanced at him before lowering her head to eat again. She didnât want to keep pushing the food back and forth with the second brother. He must have thought she was too thin and wanted her to nourish herself a bit.
Xiao Yuchuan entered the kitchen and saw the chicken in his wifeâs bowl, feeling very happy, âWife, eat more. Iâll cook you a bowl of roe deer meat for lunch.â
âThird Brother, Iâll go to town to buy food after breakfast. You take good care of your wife at home,â Xiao Yishan instructed. âDonât talk nonsense to her and donât touch her. Donât let her do anything and let her rest well.â
âI know.â Xiao Yuchuan rolled his eyes at the second brother, âYou usually donât talk this much. Do you think Qingyue is your daughter?â
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yishanâs stiff and stubborn face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. Looking at Qingyue, though her face was dark and thin and her appearance was not good, she was still very young, only 15 years old. But he was already twenty-fiveâ¦
Would⦠she think heâs too old?
Seeing his gloomy expression, Yuchuan felt no guilt, âSecond Brother, donât blame me for being blunt. I only speak the truth. In the village, the average age difference between husband and wife is three to five years. At most, itâs five or six years. Iâm already seven years older than Qingyue; maybe she even thinks Iâm too oldâ¦â
After shoveling two mouthfuls of rice and swallowing, he then asked, âWife, do you think Iâm ok?â
No response.
She didnât hear it.
âYou just like to ignore me.â He tugged at her sleeve, and she turned her head to look at him.
âI asked you, do you think Iâm old?â He repeated it again.
She understood such a short sentence. Looking at his swollen pig head face, which was now as bloated and ugly as a corpse, she couldnât tell his age.
Remembering his face before he was beaten⦠it was somewhat handsome.
He was probably twenty-two or twenty-three years old. It was younger than her age before time-traveling and older than her nowâ¦
If her current body was twelve or thirteen years old, he would be ten years older. If she was fifteen or sixteen, then he would be six or seven years older. This guy had despised her so much, of course, she would return the favor, so she nodded her head earnestly.
âYou actually think Iâm old!â He exclaimed indignantly, âI donât despise you, but you dare to despise me!â
âYes,â she actually responded.
It was normal for a mute to utter a single sound..