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

After resting enough in the field, Meng Tong got up and put all the potatoes that Lu Chuan had dug up into her spatial storage. As for the small potatoes that Lu He and Lu Yan had picked up, Lu Chuan carried them in a basket.

When I get home tonight, I can wash them and even make them some fried baby potatoes!

As they walked towards the courtyard in the evening glow, the two little ones chased and played with Bai Ye in front of them, while Lu Chuan carried a basket in one hand and held Meng Tong's hand in the other.

Meng Tong is more than five months pregnant, and her belly is like an inflated balloon, looking the same every day.

The baby's movements are quite noticeable now. Ever since I told the little guy not to pry into my life, he has been behaving himself. Only occasionally, when Meng Tong touches her belly, he will kick his legs symbolically.

Back in the courtyard, Lu He and Lu Yan obediently went to the bathroom to wash their faces and hands, while Meng Tong stood in the courtyard fiddling with the rice and wheat drying in the winnowing basket.

Because the quantity is small and the sun is shining brightly, it only takes about a day.

Meng Tong called Lu Chuan to bring the winnowing basket back to the kitchen, saying that they would eat the new rice that night.

The man nodded, carried the winnowing basket into the kitchen, found a rice pounding tool, and Lu Chuan poured the rice from the winnowing basket into a container.

Use the mallet placed to the side to pound the rice vigorously, and soon white grains of rice will appear.

"My wife, this rice is so easy to husk!"

As Lu Chuan spoke, he tapped the door hard, and it was almost done in about fifteen minutes.

Meng Tong didn't know if the rice in the village was easy to husk in the past, but Lu Chuan had experience, and from what he said, it should be easy to husk.

Lu Chuan poured the rice from the container back into the winnowing basket, then lifted the basket and sifted it twice, causing all the outer husks that were originally covering the rice grains to float to the surface.

Lu Chuan simply blew on the rice twice after removing the outer husk with his hands, and the crystal-clear rice appeared before his eyes, each grain exceptionally plump.

The man raised his hand, grabbed a handful of rice, and then let go. Grains of rice fell through his fingers, and Lu Chuan's smile deepened.

He had never seen such good rice before. He was afraid that even the finest rice eaten by wealthy families was like this!

"I'll cook it and try it later."

"it is good."

As he spoke, Lu Chuan poured the rice from the winnowing basket into a wooden basin on the stove, which was specifically used to hold rice.

It wasn't dried much; after peeling, it weighed about two pounds.

After rinsing the rice and starting to cook it, Lu He and Lu Yan, the two sisters, returned.

Meng Tong followed the two women to wash and peel small potatoes in the yard, while Lu Chuan chopped meat and prepared vegetables in the kitchen.

"Mommy, this little potato is so cute!"

"It's cute, so let's keep it."

"No, I want Daddy to fry it separately later, and then I'll give it to Mommy to eat."

Meng Tong: ……

It took the mother and her two daughters half an hour to wash a basket of small potatoes. By the time it was served, there was only one plate, which was gone in a few bites for each of them.

However, the taste was actually quite good, especially since Lu Chuan fried it until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, golden brown and very appetizing.

After finishing his meal, he washed up and went to bed. There weren't many entertainment options in ancient times, and Meng Tong gradually got used to this life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

……

Inside Meng Tong's house.

A luminous pearl hung from the ceiling of the room, making the originally dim room as bright as day. Meng Tong, who had washed up, leaned against the bed, holding a travelogue he had taken from the cave.

This is a story about a poor scholar who travels to the capital to take the imperial examination. It records what he sees and hears along the way.

It is also the only book that was marked as "superior".

Perhaps it's because of its authenticity!

After all, Meng Tong could sense a person's helplessness and despair between the lines.

Meng Tong was engrossed in watching when Lu Chuan walked in carrying a basin of hot water.

"Wife, let's soak our feet."

"it is good."

Meng Tong closed the book and sat up.

The man bent down and supported her waist at the right moment, and the damp scent of her freshly showered body filled her nostrils.

With a faint, uniquely masculine fragrance, Meng Tong's heart started pounding uncontrollably again.

She wondered if it was because of the pregnancy, but she felt a little...

Oh dear! Could it be that he's been holding it in for too long?

While his mind began to wander, Meng Tong remained calm and composed on the surface.

She put her feet into the basin of hot water, and the man knelt down to massage them, asking gently, "What are you looking at, my wife?"

“A travelogue we took out of the cave before.” Meng Tong said, glancing at Lu Chuan as he asked, “Have you thought about finding your biological parents in the future?”

"No."

The man answered decisively.

"Why? Aren't you curious? Your abilities are probably..."

"What does it matter if I'm curious or not? I just want to stay by my wife's side and live a carefree life like this."

"As for them..." a cold glint flashed in the man's eyes as he continued, "they are all strangers."

After a long silence, Meng Tong patted Lu Chuan on the shoulder and said, "That's right. From now on, let's just live our own lives. I asked you because I wanted to know what you were thinking. If you want to talk to me, I will do my best to help you."

“If you don’t want to look for someone, then you still have me, He’er, and Yan’er. We are all your family.”

"Mother still has a nest."

The little one in my belly is protesting! Why does Mommy always forget about him? Humph!

"And him."

Meng Tong took the man's hand and placed it on her swollen belly, a suppressed smile playing on her lips.

He felt a throbbing in his palm, and Lu Chuan's dark eyes lit up with a delighted smile as he gently stroked Meng Tong's swollen belly.

He said, "Thank you, my wife."

The warmth he felt inside was the first time in over twenty years that Lu Chuan had experienced it; he had never felt it before.

Holding Meng Tong's small hand on her knee, the man stood up and gently kissed her forehead. The love overflowing in his eyes made Meng Tong's cheeks flush slightly.

Without realizing it, I was moved by this man.

He is sincere, considerate, and patient. Most importantly, he treats her well, which is very important.

Meng Tong doesn't ask her other half to be particularly outstanding, handsome, or rich.

What she needs is someone who truly treats her well, and of course, anything beyond that would be even better.

Fortunately, Lu Chuan has all three.

Not only is he handsome and rugged-looking, but he's also Meng Tong's type, and he's definitely rich!

She could use up all that was in that space even in ten lifetimes.

The lingering barrier in her heart slowly dissipated at this moment. A light flashed in Meng Tong's eyes, and she called out to the man who was still massaging her feet, "Lu Chuan."

The moment the man looked up, he felt a dark shadow coming towards him, followed by a cool touch on his lips.

Three seconds later, Lu Chuan focused his gaze on Meng Tong, his eyes filled with surprise and an inexplicable flame.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and massage your feet, the water will get cold soon."

"……it is good."

A hoarse, mellow voice rang out, and Meng Tong felt a tingling sensation in her legs.

By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late.