Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Ye Muyu’s face was a little red. Chu Heng’s hand was still warm even in winter. Perhaps it was because he wrote often, but there were calluses on his hand. When he gently touched the back of her foot, a numbness spread throughout her body. She only felt that his hand was like a fire source, igniting fire everywhere.

Ye Muyu endured it and waited for him to finish. She then quickly stood up and put on her shoes. She patted her stomach. “Ah, I’m so hungry. Let’s go.”

“Let’s go.” Chu Heng stretched out his hand.

Ye Muyu stuck out her tongue guiltily and followed him to the front hall.

“Mom, Dad said to eat hotpot tonight.” Chu Jin looked at the table full of ingredients and said with a smile.

Ye Muyu was also a little interested. The weather had suddenly turned cold today, so the house would not be flooded with charcoal. Eating hotpot was just right. It could remove the cold and warm the house.

“It’s a mutton hotpot. Last time, you said that you liked to eat mutton slices, so I asked them to cut it up. Take a look.” Chu Heng held her hand and sat down at the dining table.

Ye Muyu sat down and looked at the food on the table. There were mutton slices that were very thin and could be eaten after being boiled in the pot.

There was pork belly, cabbages, lotus root slices, potato slices, taro, dried fungus, dried vegetables, bacon slices, stewed beans, pig trotters, and so on.

There were basically no fresh vegetables at this time. The lotus roots were left in the soil. Even if they were dug in them out in the cold winter, they would not go bad.

The rest were basically dried vegetables.

It was quite sumptuous.

“Hurry up and eat.”

Chu Heng had already mixed a bowl of seasonings for her.

Ziluo and Xiao Jin made their own food. Xiang Ling’er had eaten hotpot in the old residence last time, so she knew how to make it.

Ye Muyu was tempted by the spicy and fragrant smell.

“Father, I want to eat meat!” After Chu Jin took a bite of the mutton, his gluttonous nature loosened and he did not even touch the vegetables.

Chu Heng glanced at him and placed the mutton into Ye Muyu’s bowl.

“Just give it to the children. Ziluo, can you get some food?” Ye Muyu was about to give the meat to Lil’ Jin when the man beside her blocked her. “He has eaten enough. He is eating pork trotters now. Don’t worry about him. I think he has improved since he mistreated himself.”

Ziluo could not help but laugh when she heard her father’s complaint about her younger brother. She had long understood that her father would definitely give the first dish to her mother. Even so, she and her younger brother did not suffer any mistreatment.

She would not fight for her mother’s favor. Madam Hu had said that it was only right for her father to dote on her mother. She should also be doted on by her future husband.

As for his younger brother, he was a boy, so his future wife would dote on him.

The relationship between husband and wife was different from kinship.

She would be nine years old in December, and she already vaguely knew what marriage was.

“Ah Yu, open your mouth.” Chu Heng wrapped the lamb slices in seasoning and fed it to her mouth.

Ye Muyu saw that the condiments were about to drip, so she subconsciously opened her mouth, and the delicious mutton slices entered her mouth.

“It’s really delicious.” Ye Muyu chewed in the food.

Seeing this, Chu Heng chuckled and continued to put the mutton into the pot to heat it for her.

Ye Muyu’s bowl was basically full. It was only after she was full that she realized that Chu Heng had been taking care of her the whole time. He had not eaten much himself.

“Ah Heng?” Ye Muyu quickly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and got someone to change a pair of chopsticks. “I’ll heat it for you. Eat it.”

“Alright.” Chu Heng did not refuse and enjoyed Ye Muyu’s service.

Ye Muyu was already full, so she stood up and helped him warm the soup.