Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

“Alright, you can go. I still have something to say to your uncle.” Chu Zhiwen waved his hand generously and chased them away.

Chu Heng walked out expressionlessly.

Once Chu Yonghua and the others left, they started discussing with Chu Zhiwen. “Third Sister-in-law’s tea art and paper-cutting are the best. Have you discussed whether you can trouble Third Sister-in-law this time?”

“Big brother, I stayed behind to tell you about this.”

Chu Heng came out of the clan leader’s house.

Chu Zikun followed closely behind. “Brother Heng, I’m going to the county to stock up in two days. Can you take me around the county when you’re free?”

“What’s there to shop for? Are you going to look at the young ladies?” Chu Heng did not stop. He glanced at him and warned, “Everyone has the heart to love beauty, but you’d better control yourself and not fall into the trap of others.”

“Brother Heng, I’m a man. How can I let a woman take advantage of me?” Chu Zikun smiled confidently.

The corners of Chu Heng’s mouth curled into a mocking smile. “Then, don’t you always like to look at beauties? If I really put a considerate beauty on your bed, will you be able to sit still?”

“Brother Heng, how can I have such good fortune?” Chu Zikun thought that Chu Heng was joking with him and even smiled cheekily.

Chu Heng was expressionless. “You’re so stupid. Do you think it’s difficult to fool you?”

“Brother Heng, you can’t just attack people. I respect you so much.” Chu Zikun was like a deflated balloon. He wanted to bare his fangs and brandish his claws, but he did not dare to. He cowered and retorted, “Besides, I purely like beauties. I don’t really want to do anything. I just like to feast my eyes.”

“Talk to me again when you can sit still.” Chu Heng did not want to talk to him.

Anyway, in his previous life, he had used the excuse of escaping to get Chu Zikun to marry his woman. However, he secretly sent her away. Now, he did not have the patience to talk nonsense with him. Ye Muyu’s appearance suddenly appeared in his mind.

Chu Heng felt even more complicated.

“Brother Heng, just you wait. I’ll definitely let you look up to me.” Chu Zikun said unwillingly.”

“Oh, as long as it’s not forty or fifty years later.”

Chu Zikun stomped his feet behind him, muttering that he was not as casual as Chu Heng made him out to be.

When they passed by their own fields, they noticed that the fields were rented out. It was not bad, but the fields were overgrown with weeds. They frowned.

Chu Heng returned home with a frown.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Ye Muyu playing with two children in the yard.

“What are you guys doing?” Chu Heng’s voice was slightly serious.

The laughter instantly disappeared.

Chu Ziluo and Chu Jin stood still.

Ye Muyu, who was sitting beside the basin, looked up at him calmly. “You’re back. I’m cooking fish soup for lunch today.” She did not explain what they were doing.

In other words, she did not answer his question.

Chu Heng felt a little uncomfortable, but it was not because he was petty. He was angry that Ye Muyu was being too perfunctory with him.

Chu Heng walked over and took a few glances before he understood.

Chu Jin and Chu Ziluo were learning how to scrape the fish’s scales, but the fish’s surface was very slippery. The two children could not hold on to it and it slipped out of their hands.

After that, the two of them chased after the fish and played in the courtyard.

Chu Heng walked straight to the basin, lifted his robe, and sat down on a small stool. When he reached out to take the fish from Ye Muyu’s hand, he noticed a small wound on her finger.

He frowned and took the fish from Ye Muyu’s hand without saying a word. “I’ll do it..”