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

Xiangshui Village.

In the drizzling village, wisps of smoke rose from the light rain. Walking along the slightly slippery field ridges, Meng Tong casually glanced at the surrounding land that had already been plowed.

I must say, they were actually quite fast.

"Madam, what brings you here?"

"You're... going to gather firewood."

Looking at Mingyu who had suddenly appeared before him, Meng Tong frowned slightly and spoke.

The boy's hair was soaked through, sticking to his pale and thin handsome features, making him look somewhat miserable. His gray-white long robe was half wet, and the tattered raincoat he wore was ill-fitting.

His pale, rain-soaked arms held two bundles of wet firewood.

Seeing that Meng Tong's expression was a bit off, Ming Yu chuckled and said, "I was just looking for some firewood this morning. Why don't you come back to the house with me, Madam? You might get sick if your clothes get wet."

"Ah."

Following behind the boy, the two walked toward the house that was faintly visible.

As Meng Tong approached, Bai Ye, who had been lying on the hay pretending to sleep, and the wolves all looked up in her direction.

His wet nose twitched slightly, and Bai Ye's eyes were filled with excitement.

"Ho ho ho~"

"Ouch~"

A series of roars echoed through the quiet mountain village, heard by those resting in their houses and those cooking.

"How is this going?"

"Brother Biao, do you want me to go over and take a look?"

"No need, with your skinny arms and legs, I, Tiger, can knock you down with one slap."

A proud smile spread across his rugged face as Wu Biao got up and walked towards the door.

As soon as he pushed open the door, the man saw Meng Tong behind Mingyu.

"Madam? What brings you here? The roads are slippery in the rain, be careful not to fall. You can come back when it's sunny."

"Nothing, just came to check on Bai Ye and the others."

"Oh! I see. That explains why you suddenly got so excited!" Pointing to Bai Ye and the wolves pacing back and forth in the room, Wu Biao opened the wooden door and said, "Please come in, Madam."

"Ah."

Once inside, Bai Ye snuggled up to Meng Tong in a coquettish manner, rubbing against her leg repeatedly. Wu Biao had never seen her act like this before!

Stroking their fluffy heads, Meng Tong glanced at the two people standing at the door and said, "Go back! Go do what you need to do, you don't need to wait here."

"Mingyu, your clothes are soaked. Go back inside and change into something clean!"

"……it is good."

After glancing at the two of them with his beautiful eyes slightly raised, Mingyu bowed slightly to Meng Tong before walking towards the house on the left.

Through the flickering light of the window, Meng Tong saw his younger sister, Mingmei, standing on the windowsill.

……

While Meng Tong and Bai Ye were spending time together, Wu Biao went back to his house.

"Brother Biao, is Madam here?"

"So what if I do? If I work hard, will my wife beat me or not feed me? Stop acting like a rat in the street all day. I don't like looking at you acting all effeminate."

"Listen up, everyone. When Madam comes in, you'd better be on your guard. Anyone who dares to mess things up will be in for a good night with Tiger."

"I know, I know."

Upon hearing the name Tiger Lord, they all trembled. With his methods, they would be played to death sooner or later.

In order to survive, I'd better perform well in a little while.

Wu Biao was very satisfied with his masterpiece. He casually glanced around and found three men sleeping in the corner.

Brother Biao narrowed his eyes, took a few steps forward, and delivered a flying kick that landed squarely on their buttocks.

"Ow~"

With a shout, Lian Lang pulled back the blanket covering his face, his entire face contorted in pain.

"Who? That bastard dared to kick your grandpa... Brother Biao."

He was cursing with his eyes closed, and Lian Lang didn't notice Wu Biao approaching him.

A wicked smile crept across the man's lips as his rough hand gripped the little bit of flesh that Lian Lang had painstakingly grown.

Wu Biao ripped his mouth open to one side, and he almost drooled.

"Brother Biao, I was wrong, I was wrong, please let me go."

"Heh, if you dare to slack off again, I'll have my wife beat you to death."

"No slacking off, no slacking off, I'll get to work right now."

He quickly got up, put on his clothes, and ran outside, almost bumping into Meng Tong who was coming in.

"Uh... Madam."

With an abrupt stop, Lian Lang lowered his head and rubbed his cheek before stepping aside to let Meng Tong in.

"Hello, madam."

"Hi, hello."

Not understanding what they were up to, Meng Tong subconsciously looked at Wu Biao, who was at the front.

"Don't keep your heads down, the pot looks burnt."

"Ouch! Wu Meifang, what are you doing watching the pot? I've been staring at this piece of meat and it's all burnt."

"Quick, stir it up!"

The women started arguing. When Meng Tong went closer, he saw that it was a big pot of stew, and there were even crispy fried meat pieces inside.

No wonder I feel so sorry for you!

However, their attitude has indeed changed a lot. Meng Tong was worried that Ming Yu and his companion wouldn't be able to handle these twenty or so people!

It seems she was overthinking it.

……

For lunch, Meng Tong ate communal meals with them.

The fragrant rice served with a stew, though not the most visually appealing, tasted absolutely amazing. Meng Tong ate three bowls in one go.

After dinner, Meng Tong took a stroll around the area and then called over Ming Yu and Wu Biao.

The two of them are now considered her confidants.

Sitting around the table, Wu Biao poured hot water for Meng Tong in a chipped ceramic bowl. The man, with a hint of embarrassment in his bronze skin, said, "Madam, please have some water. Don't be offended; this bowl was just washed."

"Ah."

Nodding slightly, Meng Tong took the drink and drank a mouthful, then said, "Besides seeing Bai Ye and the others, I have something else I'd like to ask you."

"Ma'am, please speak."

"Does any of you know how to fire a brick kiln?"

"Madam, are you... going to build a house?" Mingyu asked tentatively.

Wu Biao lightly stomped on Mingyu with his large foot under the table, his eyes conveying a hint.

He meant that you shouldn't ask questions you shouldn't ask.

Meng Tong noticed their subtle actions and chuckled, "Yes, we want to build houses. If we can find someone to make brick kilns, we can build sturdier houses here in the future."

"I went to check out the brickyard in town. There are still three usable brick kilns. If I can find someone to go there..."

"Don't worry, Madam, I'll go and ask right away."

"Yes, Brother Biao is right. Please wait a moment, Madam."

After saying that, the two got up together and walked outside. Meng Tong had no excuse to stop them.

They seem very different today.

outside the house.

As the rain gradually subsided and the fog dissipated, the village, with its fresh air, revealed its original appearance.

Having eaten and drunk their fill, the people had changed out of their work clothes. Some carried baskets on their backs, while others took hoes; no one was empty-handed.

"Everyone stop."