Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

"came back."

"Hmm." Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Lu Chuan glanced at the things in Meng Tong's notebook and asked in a low voice, "What is my wife doing?"

"Look, this is a plan of Duanshan Village that I drew." Handing the notebook to Lu Chuan, Meng Tong continued, "This will help with future planning."

"Ah."

Lu Chuan nodded slightly, took the notebook and began to read. It contained a detailed drawing of the entire Duanshan Village, including the terrain and its contours.

In short, it was very detailed; this was the first time Lu Chuan had ever seen such a new approach.

A glint flashed in the man's eyes, and he picked up the ballpoint pen tucked beside him and added two strokes. What he circled was the original location of the Lu family's house and the small square where they now lived.

The distance between them is about two or three kilometers, which is neither far nor near, but the terrain is very flat.

Lu Chuan looked at her for a while before raising his eyes to ask Meng Tong, "My lady, do you have any plans for the house?"

"I think this place is pretty good."

Lu Chuan replied, pointing to the two places he had circled.

Meng Tong tilted her head to look over, not answering Lu Chuan's question, but the place was already in her mind.

The terrain is relatively flat and spacious, with a water source and nearly ten acres of open land behind it. If a house is built here, the back can be turned into a backyard to grow medicinal herbs and vegetables.

As for the area in front, it is located at a lower elevation, and previously there were houses built by ordinary families in the village, which were not spacious enough.

After much thought, Meng Tong also felt that Lu Chuan's chosen location was quite good, but there wasn't enough material available right now.

With a soft sigh, Meng Tong tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and looked at Lu Chuan, asking, "Are the bricks in town brought in from outside, or are they fired in the town's own factory?"

"I don't know either," Lu Chuan replied after a moment of silence. "How about we go to the brick factory in town tomorrow? I left in a hurry and didn't see if there were any brick kilns."

“Okay, that’s fine,” Meng Tong replied. “I don’t have many blue bricks left in my artifact. Even if I take them all out, it will only be enough to build a house that is about the same size as the one in the valley. I want to build a bigger one.”

Lu Chuan did not disagree; he would do his best to accomplish whatever Meng Tong wanted to do.

After the man took the paper and pen from her hand and placed them on the table, he lay down next to her and skillfully pulled her into his arms.

He said in a hoarse voice, "It's late, my wife, let's go to sleep first! We can talk about these things tomorrow."

A hot palm caressed the sensitive area of ​​her lower back. Meng Tong was about to speak when a cool touch came onto her lips, followed by a burning sensation that was unbearable.

The temperature inside the cabin rose higher and higher, the full moon disappeared into the dark clouds, and the sounds that made people feel hot finally stopped in the latter half of the night, while a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.

……

The next morning.

Tender green grass shoots eagerly emerge from the soft, damp earth, with tiny, translucent, silvery water droplets clinging to their tips.

Pushing open the door, the refreshed man glanced at the village shrouded in white mist, and a delicate, elegant scent of grass wafted into his nostrils.

The muggy weather from yesterday is gone, and the temperature is now just right, with a pleasant humidity level.

Carrying the wooden bucket under the eaves, Lu Chuan walked towards the well, occasionally hearing the cheerful chirping of birds.

"Squeak."

He's here! He's here!

“Chirp, chirp.”

Can he really understand what we're saying?

"Squeak."

Go over and take a look.

A few fledglings, who had just learned to fly, were chirping and discussing the figure on the road.

The man, with his eyelids lowered, slightly raised his eyes and glanced at the little bird perched on the rock in front of him.

Ignoring it, I walked past it. The little sparrow flapped its wings twice, its hesitant claws pacing back and forth on the stone slab.

He... seemed unable to understand what it was saying.

"Squeak."

The little sparrow tentatively called out a few times towards Lu Chuan's back, its beautiful eyes fixed on him.

The man continued walking forward, his pace undiminished. The little sparrow turned away, somewhat disappointed, preparing to fly away.

I thought someone could actually understand it!

Just as it turned around, the man paused for a second, his narrow eyes slightly turned to the side, and then a smug and helpless smile appeared on his lips.

They don't know who told them that whenever Lu Chuan goes out, he encounters birds, rabbits, or other animals.

Squatting at a safe distance, neither too close nor too far, I either observe him or tease him.

Lu Chuan had already gotten used to it and wouldn't get too involved in their curiosity.

Over time, you'll naturally get used to it.

Arriving at the well, clear and cool water gushed out continuously. Lu Chuan squatted down and carried two buckets.

Then, using a carrying pole, they easily returned along the same route.

Along the way, Lu Chuan encountered rats that came to greet him, as well as weasels that were being provocative, but he ignored them all.

However, as he approached the cabin, the man slightly turned his head and shot a sharp look at it, and the weasel that had followed him slunk away.

He... is not someone to mess with.

……

inside the house.

The woman, equally refreshed, lay in her warm bed, her moisturized cheeks flushed with happiness, her delicate features seemingly so soft they could be pinched to release water.

Raising her slightly sore arm, Meng Tong rubbed her wet and red eyes, muttered a curse at Lu Chuan in her heart, and then slowly sat up.

The glaring scarlet marks stood out so ambiguously against the fair skin.

Meng Tong clutched the clothes at her chest, got up, and found a dress with a slightly higher collar.

After getting dressed, Lu Chuan walked in at that moment.

The man was tall and imposing, exuding a strong aura of masculinity. Meng Tong felt her legs tremble slightly just from glancing at him.

"My wife is awake."

In contrast, Lu Chuan remained calm. The man bent down and placed his hands on Meng Tong's shoulders, his deep, husky voice ringing in her ear.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll cook it for you."

"Let's... make a meat pie! It's been so long since I've had one."

After glancing at the man's handsome and gentle face in the mirror, Meng Tong casually replied.

Then, Meng Tong got up and looked at the sky outside the door. She turned to Lu Chuan and asked, "What time is it? Have Huai'er and the others woken up yet?"

"It's still early. He'er and Yan'er have just woken up, and Huai'er is still dreaming!"

As the man spoke, he took Meng Tong's hand, and the two walked outside.

Meng Tong pulled his clothes tighter and said in a low voice, "I'm going to town today and will also visit Xiangshui Village. You stay home and look after the children."

"Could you please take a look at the characters that He'er and Yan'er have been learning these past few days?"

"Okay, listen to my wife."

The man didn't utter a single word of rebuttal from beginning to end, as if he would do whatever Meng Tong said.

After a quick breakfast, Meng Tong set off for town, while Lu Chuan stayed home to be a dutiful husband, waiting for his wife to return.