After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

When he returned, Ruolan had already grilled the small fish and crabs she had caught.

All that's left is to sprinkle some salt and seasonings and it will be done. When she saw Shui Sheng, Ruolan quickly greeted him, "You have salt and chili powder in your space, right? Sprinkle some on the fish, it will definitely smell delicious."

Looking at the golden-brown fish, it looked very appetizing. Shuisheng took out the rapeseed oil he had pressed in the city and asked Ruolan to rub some oil on the fish.

Once it was baked, Ruolan first handed it to Shuisheng so he could taste it.

"How is it? Is it tasty? Does it have any strange smell? Is it bitter?"

Looking at his expectant wife, Shuisheng nodded repeatedly, "Delicious, the cooking time is just right."

Ruolan was overjoyed. After all, this was a grilled fish she had come up with on a whim, and its success was an unexpected delight.

Ruoran clapped her hands happily, "Alright, this counts as a dish now. Bring out the dishes you made this morning, and let's have lunch here."

Thinking that it's the middle of summer and there's nothing missing without cold dishes, Ruolan asked Shuisheng to wait a moment while she ran off to pick the houttuynia cordata she had just seen. This stuff is delicious in cold dishes.

Today, the dishes they brought from home to the mountain included stir-fried eggplant, stir-fried pork with chili peppers, freshly grilled fish, and a cold dish, which looked very plentiful.

In less than half an hour, the two of them had finished all the food they had brought. After all, it was summer, and they were eating on the mountain, so everything tasted especially delicious.

After Ruolan finished eating, she leaned lazily against the man's chest, listening to the rhythmic chirping of cicadas in the trees, her eyelids drooping.

There's no way around it, nature's lullaby is just too soothing.

Seeing that his wife was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open, Shuisheng hugged her and gently coaxed her, "Are you sleepy? If you want to sleep, just sleep peacefully. I'll stay right here and watch over you."

"I still have to work later, so I can't sleep, or I'll mess things up." Although Ruolan was extremely sleepy, she was still thinking about work.

"It's okay, it won't make a difference if you take a little longer. You can sleep if you want." The main thing is that he can finish the job by himself.

Ruolan had something on her mind and couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning.

But she couldn't resist the drowsiness. Ruolan thought to herself, "There's a man here, so there's nothing to worry about," and then she happily drifted off to sleep.

When Ruolan opened her eyes again, she was surprised to find that she was no longer by the river. She was now not far from where the men were working, next to a eucalyptus tree, under which she had fallen asleep.

Ruolan knew it must have been Shuisheng who carried her over. How soundly was he sleeping? He didn't even notice he was being carried.

She felt a little embarrassed at the thought of sleeping from noon until the afternoon.

"Brother Shuisheng, why didn't you wake me up? You let me sleep until now, the sun is almost setting."

Ruolan felt quite guilty. She had come to help with the work, but she hadn't been able to do much today; it was all thanks to Brother Shuisheng.

When Shuisheng saw that his wife was awake, he was thirsty and came over to drink some water that he had boiled at home. Seeing his wife's bitter face, he patted her head and comforted her, "Don't look so sad. If you want to work, you can do it every day. There's no need to rush."

After finishing his water, Shuisheng poured another bowl and handed it to his wife, saying, "You just woke up, you must be very thirsty. Drink some water to soothe your throat."

Seeing the water offered to her lips, Ruolan didn't stand on ceremony and took a big gulp from his hand.

Looking at the peanuts around her, Ruolan asked in surprise, "The cornfield we were weeding this morning, is it all finished already? So fast? Otherwise, why would we be in the peanut field now?"

Shui Sheng laughed and said, "Yeah, I've already finished weeding. I figured it's still early, so I pulled up the weeds in the peanut field too. Otherwise, I'd have to make a special trip for this one acre of peanuts later, which wouldn't be worth it."

Ruolan thought it made sense and asked, "How much of the peanut field is still unweeded?"

"There's not much left. I can finish harvesting it in another hour."

"Okay, I'll help you then."

"No, you should rest here and relax. After all, you just woke up, so you're probably still a bit groggy and not very energetic."

Besides, if you go and pull weeds now, you might get cut by them again!

Ruolan didn't care at all when she heard this. She smiled and waved her hand, saying, "Oh dear, we all grew up in the countryside. How can we be so delicate and picky?"

As she spoke, she generously extended her hands, presenting them to Shui Sheng.

His hands were covered with scars of all sizes; a rough count revealed at least fifteen, if not twenty, scars.

Ruolan deliberately moved her hand closer to Shuisheng and said with a grin, "Look at the scars on my hands, aren't there quite a few? But I'm not scared at all. What does it matter if I get a few more cuts on my hands!"

Shuisheng looked closely and immediately noticed a slanted scar about one centimeter long on his wife's right index finger, which looked particularly conspicuous.

His heart clenched, imagining how much pain his wife must have felt when she was injured.

So I couldn't help but ask, "How did you get that injury on your index finger?"

Ruolan glanced in the direction Shuisheng was pointing, still looking nonchalant, and casually replied, "Hey, who knows! Probably when I was a kid, I accidentally scratched myself while cutting pig feed for my family."

Looking at his strong yet unconcerned wife, Shuisheng felt a surge of pity and love welling up inside him. He held her hand tightly and solemnly said, "Wife, I will love you well from now on and I will never let you get hurt again!"

Ruolan blushed with embarrassment at Shuisheng's sweet words.

Finally, seeing his wife's determination, Shuisheng said no more and quickly pulled out a pair of gloves from his spatial storage and handed them to her. Ruolan put on the gloves and worked even more skillfully.

With the sun about to set, the two quickly put in more effort and finished the rest of the work.

When they returned to the village, the moon was already high in the sky, and they had to cross the village to get home.

Ruolan and Shuisheng had just arrived at the front of Second Aunt's house when Second Aunt spotted them.

"Shuisheng's wife, did you just come back from the hill? You two worked so hard, why did you come back so late? Shuisheng doesn't care about his wife at all."

"We're eating right now, why don't you come and have some with us?"

Actually, Aunt Er was just saying it casually, just to say hello, and no one took it seriously.

After all, these days, nobody is well-off, so who would have the nerve to go to someone else's house for a free meal?

"Second Aunt, your food smells delicious! What kind of meat did you have today?"

Second Auntie secretly groaned to herself, "How can this nose be so sensitive!"

She had only casually asked the couple to stay for a meal, but she was afraid that they would be too shameless and actually stop coming to her house for a meal.

Shuisheng noticed that his second aunt's expression had changed, and he knew that she was overthinking things again.