The sickly son died young? After the marriage exchange, I will bring prosperity to his entire clan f

"Thank you."

Ling Silang stood up and stared intently into her eyes. "I should be thanking you. Without your support, I wouldn't be who I am today."

Du Mingxian smiled, "As long as you listen to me, I'll make sure you live to a ripe old age."

"Really?" He smiled, a smile as warm as a spring breeze, bringing a touch of vitality to his whole being.

"Would I lie to you? You are my husband, my lover. Of course I would do everything I can to make sure you live well. What good would it do me if you died young?"

Ling Silang laughed heartily, “Alright, then I’ll wait for my wife to defy fate for me.”

"it is good."

The two looked at each other, the air filled with pink bubbles, the atmosphere extremely ambiguous. Suddenly, Du Mingxian twitched her nose, turned her head and saw that the firewood in the stove had fallen and lit the firewood outside.

She cried out in alarm, "Quick, the firewood has fallen! The firewood outside is on fire!"

Ling Silang hurriedly turned around to put out the fire, but Du Mingxian saw that the fire was spreading quickly, so she simply fetched a basin of water and said, "You go out first."

"I'll do it." Ling Silang reached for the basin in her hand, but Du Mingxian refused. "Go out. You're not feeling well. I can do it. Hurry up and get out. If you dawdle any longer, the kitchen will catch fire."

Ling Silang had no choice but to leave immediately so as not to cause trouble. He heard a hissing sound behind him and thick smoke billowed out. When he turned around, there was no smoke behind him and he could no longer see Du Mingxian's figure.

He wanted to go inside, but Du Mingxian had already rushed out, covering her nose. Seeing him walk halfway and then turn back, she was glad that she hadn't gone into the space.

Otherwise, if this idiot rushed in, he'd definitely be choked senseless.

"Get out of here! What are you doing running back? Hurry up and leave."

Ling Silang was pushed by Du Mingxian, but he grabbed her with one hand and ran quickly out of the kitchen.

The kitchen was filled with smoke, and soon the yard became choking.

Ling's mother and the others also came out of the house. Ling's mother saw smoke coming out of the kitchen and became very anxious. "What happened? Is the smoke out yet? Don't let the kitchen catch fire again."

"It should be extinguished. I poured a bucket of water on it, but I can't guarantee it absolutely."

There are no absolutes in these kinds of things.

Seeing the disheveled state of the two women, Ling's mother felt both angry and amused. When she saw her son holding Du Mingxian's hand tightly, she felt a pang of sadness.

She could tell that her son liked his wife, but they just didn't live together.

Love is restraint.

Her poor son.

Du Mingxian stood at the doorway. Ling's father had already drawn a bucket of water from the well. She hurriedly wet her handkerchief, covered her mouth and nose, picked up the bucket, and rushed inside.

She was so fast that none of them could react in time.

Ling's father shouted anxiously, "I'll go, I'll go, why is this child rushing in?"

Du Mingxian went inside and found that there were still sparks on a few pieces of firewood. No wonder the smoke was so choking. She held her breath and quickly poured water on them to make sure the fire was extinguished. She then ran out into the yard and gasped for breath.

Ling Silang stood beside her, silently patting her back.

He felt disgusted with his sickly body. He was a grown man, yet when something happened to him, his wife had to worry about him. This was something he should be doing, but in the end, his wife had to do it all herself.

He felt frustrated.

At the same time, he wanted to climb higher, because as long as he had enough power, his wife could live a good life.

It took a while for the smoke to dissipate. The firewood in the stove was all wet and couldn't be burned for the time being. Ling's father went in and took out all the wet firewood. After cleaning the stove, he carried in some dry firewood.

Du Mingxian wanted to go in to cook, and Ling Silang wanted to go in to help, but his mother stopped him, saying, "I'll go, you don't need to."

"Mother, it was just an accident."

He was so focused on talking that he didn't notice the firewood falling down behind him, and besides, the firewood in the house was all quite dry.

Dry wood and raging fire...

"Alright, go back inside, I'll go help."

With his mother looking at him with disdain, Ling Silang could only hold back and go back inside, even if he still wanted to go in and help.

Du Mingxian was cooking, and Ling's mother was starting the fire. Thinking about the fire earlier, Ling's mother couldn't help but ask, "You two were so busy talking that you didn't even look after the fire?"

Du Mingxian was extremely embarrassed, feeling as if she could dig a courtyard house out of her toes.

"I spoke without thinking..."

"Si Lang has been intelligent since childhood, and there is very little that can distract him to the point that he forgets what he is doing and doesn't even realize that the fire has started."

Ling's mother joked, "It's a good thing we got the money, otherwise you two would have burned through my kitchen."

Du Mingxian: "..." What are you trying to say?

I seduced your son.

It's because your son lacks willpower and ability; he almost set the kitchen on fire while trying to start a fire.

She didn't dare to reply, and her cooking movements quickened even more.

Hearing the noise, Ling's mother smiled slightly but said nothing more.

Because of this unexpected event, dinner was a little late. While we were eating, the Du family and Wu Daniu arrived together.

The Du family also brought gifts, and Wu Daniu and his wife also brought gifts separately. Wu Erniu and Wu Sanniu also came along.

Du Mingxian looked disgusted; these people were like flies, impossible to get rid of.

"My grandson-in-law is really amazing, he actually passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. Our family is also benefiting from this honor." Old Mrs. Du was particularly nice this time, her old face beaming with joy.

Du Mingxian didn't want to save face for her. "You seem to have forgotten that I severed ties with the Du family a long time ago. The letter of severance is still here. Would you like to take it out and read it in front of everyone?"

Old Man Du's expression was not good, but Old Woman Du smiled and tried to smooth things over, "Father and daughter should never hold a grudge overnight. Just treat the letter of severance as a joke, and don't take it seriously."

Upon hearing this, Du Mingxian took out the Severance of Relationship in front of everyone, slowly opened it, and began to read it word by word, very, very slowly.

She had only read a dozen or so words when Old Man Du slammed his hand on the table. "That's enough!"

Du Mingxian raised her eyelids and said, "The table you just slammed was made at great expense by someone we hired. If you break it, you may have to pay five taels of silver. So if you're going to act tough, please go back to the Du family. This is the Ling family."

"You're a member of the Du family, and now that your family has come, is this how you treat us? Aren't you afraid that if word gets out, it will damage your husband's reputation as a scholar?" Old Man Du's words were laced with threat.

Du Mingxian was also angry; she knew this day would come sooner or later. "What's so difficult about this?" she said, turning to Ling Silang. "Husband, just divorce me."

Ling Silang's face darkened, and he remained silent, staring at the Du family.

“If you divorce me, there won’t be so much trouble. I’m going back to the Du family to see them. Without me here, no one can say anything bad about you, and it won’t affect your future.” Du Mingxian was serious.

After being divorced and sent home, she made the Du family regret their actions and their decision to invite her back.

Ling Silang shook his head and whispered, "Don't be silly." His voice was only audible to the two of them.