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

It's freezing cold, so it's best to stay. I'll just go home for a meal and then come back again.

You can buy food here if you stay here, which is quite convenient.

"I have to go back because Jiang Ge can't cook." Liu Ya coughed occasionally as she spoke.

Du Mingxian didn't know what to say. "Okay, then I'll go back with you."

"If you don't want to go back, you can stay here and eat. You don't have to come back with me. I can manage on my own."

"No, that won't do. You're not fully recovered yet, and the road is slippery. If you fall, it could be terrible."

As she spoke, Du Mingxian had already tidied up her things and started wrapping herself up.

Liu Ya was very touched. She quickly tidied herself up, wrapped herself up, and the two went out together.

As soon as they stepped outside, two women who were far from the charcoal brazier immediately went up and put their belongings aside, taking up the spot where Du Mingxian and Liu Ya had been.

Du Mingxian and Liu Ya were still supporting each other as they walked, and it was even harder to walk now than in the morning.

It was a cloudy day today. When I came in this morning, there was snow, but not many people were walking around. As long as you were careful, you wouldn't slip and fall.

But now, with so many people walking around in the morning, the snow has been pressed down, and some parts of the ground have become slippery, so you have to be extra careful when walking on them.

In addition, it was damp and cold; when the wind blew, it felt like it could freeze you to the bone.

Du Mingxian touched Liu Ya's clothes and said, "Sister Liu Ya, you earn so much money, you must make yourself a thick coat. You can't be stingy with money."

“Your family depends on you both at home and outside. If you fall ill, your brother Jiang might suffer a lot. Yesterday you were sick, and he didn’t know anything. He looked like a bewildered and helpless child.”

"So you still need to spend the money you need to spend. You need to make sure you don't get sick so that your family can keep running."

Liu Ya previously felt that she was in good health and didn't need these things.

She fell ill yesterday and hasn't fully recovered yet. Jiang Ge's anxiety and change yesterday made her feel extremely distressed.

"Well, after we get back this afternoon, I'll go to the street and see if there's any cotton for sale. I'll buy some and sew a jacket."

"That's right. The purpose of making money is to spend it. If you're unwilling to spend any of it, what's the point of making money?"

The two talked as they arrived home.

Du Mingxian went back to her room, and Liu Ya went to the back room to cook, only to find Jiang Liting already inside, starting a fire, which was full of smoke and hadn't even started yet.

“Brother Jiang, let me do it. How can you do such rough work?”

Jiang Liting thought of how simple Ling Silang looked when he started the fire yesterday, and also of the few questions Ling Silang asked him while he was working yesterday, none of which he could answer.

Only then did he realize that Ling Silang was very capable, not only in his studies but also in his ability to do some housework.

He thought he was very knowledgeable and always believed that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen, but yesterday his thinking changed somewhat, and it seemed that it was nothing for a man to do this kind of thing.

He was reading when he heard a noise in the yard.

Guo Chen and Ling Silang were chatting next door. Guo Chen asked why Ling Silang was cooking for himself. Ling Silang replied that his wife worked hard to earn money, and he stayed home and didn't get cold. He felt it was only right to cook something before his wife came back, and that housework should be shared between the two of them.

Guo Chen also said that Ling Silang was a good man, unlike any he had known before.

He thought about it for a long time and felt that Ling Silang was right, and that he should do something.

The girl does all the housework, inside and out, while he only focuses on studying. This isn't good. To ensure he can sleep well, she even got a fever from sleeping on straw.

He tried the thatch during the day; it was hard and cold, and he couldn't sleep on it.

"you teach me."

Liu Ya was so shocked she thought she was hallucinating. "What...what did you say?"

"Teach me how to start a fire."

"Brother Jiang, you don't need to do these things, I can handle them."

"I want to learn, I want to do."

“Brother Jiang, your hands are for writing and turning pages, not for handling these mundane things.”

Just then, Du Mingxian's voice rang out from the doorway, "Sister Liu Ya, here's another dish for you. My husband made it, it's delicious."

Liu Ya turned around and saw a bowl of stir-fried vegetables still steaming. It contained alternating layers of pork belly with fat and lean meat, snow-white tofu cubes, flavorful stewed cabbage, something white like noodles, and potatoes.

The aroma of the food wafted straight into people's noses.

"How embarrassing."

Du Mingxian placed the bowl full of food directly on the table to the side. "Don't be so polite. My husband made this. Let you taste his cooking. Is he teaching your husband how to start a fire?"

"That's good. Staying in the room all the time will weaken our immune system. Doing some things we can do can help improve our resistance. It would be best if we could learn to cook, so we don't have to come back at noon when it's too cold."

Fearing Liu Ya would object, Du Mingxian didn't give her a chance to speak, "Sister Liu Ya, you guys go ahead with your work, I'm going back to eat."

"it is good."

Du Mingxian left, and the atmosphere became awkward.

Jiang Liting spoke up, "Brother Ling is very knowledgeable, but he can also make these kinds of things. I didn't think about it enough before. You've been carrying too much on your shoulders. Teach me."

Liu Ya felt her eyes sting and swell, and tears seemed about to well up. She hurriedly reached out to wipe them away, feeling sorry for him, but she didn't argue anymore. "Okay."

Du Mingxian deliberately came to deliver the food. The dishes were indeed made by Ling Silang. That painted dish was Ling Silang's specialty. It was a cold day, so eating a painted dish would be very comforting.

However, Ling Shilang also made a lot, thinking that he could store some space so that he could take it out and eat it whenever he wanted.

Du Mingxian sent the extra portion to Liu Ya's place. When she returned to her room, she overheard the conversation between the two people in the back room. She... went there on purpose.

She considered Liu Ya a friend and hoped that Jiang Liting could improve, since poor health would affect his performance during the imperial examinations.

Du Mingxian and Ling Silang had already started eating, while Liu Ya and Jiang Liting, who had worked together for the first time to prepare the meal, went back to their room to eat together.

During the meal, Jiang Liting said, "Let's cancel the reservation for the back-row room."

Liu Ya paused, her hand holding chopsticks still. "Cooking can be smelly, and sometimes the smell lingers for a long time after stir-frying, which can affect your studies."

“It won’t affect anything. Having a back room is convenient, but it’s cold, and there’s no charcoal brazier there. It’s too cold to cook in there, especially since you’ve just gotten sick. It’s better to cook inside.”

"But……"

“Think about it, the Ling family also cooks in their rooms, and so do the others. We just boil water in our rooms, which also helps keep the rooms warmer. If we think about it that way, renting the back room is actually unnecessary. We can even save some money by canceling the lease.”

Seeing Liu Ya hesitate, Jiang Liting advised, "You earn money stitch by stitch by sewing clothes for others. You can't just waste it like this. Listen to me on this matter."