Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

"What's going on? Change it! What are you doing?" Chu Chen asked, puzzled.

The two were husband and wife in name only, but not in reality.

The original owner seemed to have no interest in that aspect and had never seen Li Qinglian's body.

That's why Li Qinglian stared blankly at herself and said weakly, "Husband, I need to change my clothes."

"Then let's change. You don't need to ask permission or report to change your clothes," Chu Chen blurted out.

Hearing Chu Chen's incomprehensible words, Li Qinglian blushed again.

At this moment, Chu Chen slapped his thigh and exclaimed: "Original owner, you really are a piece of trash!"

"Qinglian, we are husband and wife, what can't we be honest with each other about? Your husband is watching you change..."

Seeing that Chu Chen showed no intention of leaving, she thought, "Yes, we're husband and wife, what's there to be shy about?"

As the clothes slowly fell to the ground.

Chu Chen showed an expression that was both excited and distressed.

What excited him was that after being single for over twenty years, he finally witnessed a scene that could only be seen in textbooks from Japan.

What's heartbreaking is the numerous bruises and welts all over Li Qinglian's body; she inflicted them all herself.

So he turned around and left the house.

Just as Li Qinglian was feeling dejected, thinking that her husband still didn't like her body...

Chu Chen returned to the room, this time with something else in his hand.

That's right. Taking advantage of the break, Chu Chen went to the pharmacy and took out a bottle of ointment to reduce swelling and relieve pain.

"Qinglian, I was wrong before. This is a divine medicine given to me by my master in my dream. I'll apply it to you."

Li Qinglian obediently lay down on the bed, and Chu Chen stepped forward to help her slowly take off her clothes.

He barely suppressed the urge to draw his gun and question the heavens.

The medicine was gently applied to Li Qinglian's fair skin.

Nothing was said that night. Chu Chen held Li Qinglian tightly in his arms, and the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms under the warm down comforter.

Although Chu Chen seemed normal, he couldn't bring himself to rub Li Qinglian's wounds.

The next morning, the broken door of the house was banged on loudly.

"Who is it? Stop knocking, or it'll fall down!" Chu Chen shouted loudly from inside the house.

Li Qinglian was also awakened by the knocking. She had slept exceptionally well last night, so she was in good spirits at the moment.

Li Qinglian quietly finished dressing.

Chu Chen opened the door to see who was coming in.

Just as dawn was breaking, a tall figure could be seen standing outside.

Who else could it be but Tiger Brother?

The person in front of him was Chu Xiaohu, the son of his second uncle. He was tall and strong, and a year older than Chu Chen.

As a child, he always followed Chu Chen around and fought with other children in the village. Tiger Brother was like a wall of flesh.

Moreover, whenever a mistake is made, Tiger is always the one who takes the blame because he is a year older.

"Brother Tiger, it's not even dawn yet, what are you doing?" Chu Chen said irritably.

"Hey, Chuwa, what's wrong with your eyes?" Tiger asked, puzzled.

"In this bright sunshine, are they blind?" Tiger muttered to himself after saying that.

Chu Chen looked speechlessly at the burly man in front of him, unable to muster any anger in him.

"It's alright, Brother Tiger, please sit down first. I'll go wash my face and brush my teeth." After saying that, Chu Chen walked towards the well next to the house.

Tiger couldn't sit still; he stared intently at the mutton in the kitchen, his mouth watering.

Last night, his father brought back a leg of lamb, but only cut off a small piece. He said that since it's cool now, it won't spoil easily, and they should eat it sparingly.

The portion I was allotted was gone before I even got a chance to taste it.

Turning around, she saw Chu Chen brushing his teeth and pounced on him, knocking him to the ground.

He pinched Chu Chen's philtrum and shouted, "Sister-in-law, come quick! Chu boy has been poisoned!"

Chu Chen was pinned down and unable to move, making muffled sounds as Chu Chen's philtrum was pinched painfully.

At this moment, Li Qinglian also ran over, holding a toothbrush in her mouth.

"Oh no, this one's poisoned too." Tiger released Chu Chen and ran towards Li Qinglian.

When Li Qinglian saw Brother Hu rushing towards her, she turned and ran in fright.

For a time, chaos erupted, with chickens flying and dogs barking, creating quite a commotion.

Chu Chen took a breath and shouted at Hu Zi, "You old bastard, I'm brushing my teeth, stop chasing me!"

At this moment, Hu Zi turned his head in confusion to look at the spot where he had stood up: "Hey, Chu Wa Zi, you're not poisoned."

"Then why were you two foaming at the mouth just now?"

Chu Chen stared speechlessly at the boy in front of him. He was speechless.

"Um, Tiger, we're brushing our teeth. The white foam you see is from the toothpaste."

Chu Chen explained.

Just then, my second uncle and second aunt, who had heard the shouts, also ran over.

The two houses were right next to each other, so when they heard Tiger shout that he was poisoned, they came over.

"What happened?" Second Uncle asked anxiously.

"Uh, Chuwa was foaming at the mouth just now. I thought he was poisoned, so I yelled at him," Hu Zi said to his parents.

The second uncle looked at Chu Chen and said with concern, "Are you alright, nephew?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I was just cleaning my teeth, I only used a little toothpaste," Chu Chen explained again.

At this time, Li Qinglian had also finished washing up. Chu Chen had given her a toothbrush yesterday and explained it to her before she accepted the idea of ​​brushing her teeth.

"Second Uncle and Second Aunt, I'll go cook. Let's eat together in a bit," Li Qinglian said to the two of them.

"No, no, I'm going back to eat with your aunt. Tiger, let's go." After saying that, Uncle Er dragged Tiger away.

Tiger broke free from Chu Dazhuang: "Dad, didn't you say Chu Wazi wanted to see me? He hasn't said anything yet. Go back to him if you want."

He was talking, but his eyes were fixed on the piece of mutton in the kitchen.

Well, not only is he the sixth child, but he's also a foodie.

Chu Chen followed his gaze, but as for himself, he could afford to feed him no matter how much he ate.

The reason I called Tiger over was because I didn't have any helper by my side, so I wanted him to follow me in the future.

"Second Uncle and Second Aunt, let's eat here. Qinglian, go cook some food for five people."

Chu Chen addressed the three of them.

Li Qinglian walked towards the kitchen, and her second aunt immediately followed, thinking of helping out.

Actually, last night, while she was eating rice porridge and mutton soup, and receiving the ten taels of silver that Chu Dazhuang had given her, she felt that God had opened his eyes.

Hearing that his nephew had become a miracle doctor was unbelievable, but the results were undeniable.

So he felt that all the love he had shown for his nephew hadn't been in vain.

"Second Uncle, Brother Hu is currently unemployed, so I'd like to ask him to come and help me. I'll give him five taels of silver a month to cover his food expenses. What do you think?" Chu Chen said to Chu Dazhuang.

"What? This guy isn't worth five taels of silver a month. If you need help, just call him over. Why would you ask for money?" Uncle looked at Tiger with disdain.

“No, Second Uncle, he helps me with things, so it’s only right that I pay him.

“But if he disobeys or slacks off, I can deduct his pay,” Chu Chen said seriously.

"It's alright, don't worry. If he dares to slack off, I'll break his legs. But wouldn't five taels be too much?"

Chu Dazhuang was still preoccupied with the matter of money. For farmers, being able to save ten taels of silver a year would be quite satisfying.

Five taels a month—that's sixty taels a year, equivalent to several years' income for an average family.

“He’s my brother, and I have my reasons for giving him so much.”

"Alright, Second Uncle, stop talking. Brother Hu, do you have a problem with that?" Chu Chen said to Hu Zi again.

What a joke! Five taels a month, with so much meat at home, plus meals provided—only a fool would complain.