Female-dominated society: My husband is clingy and I can't shake him off

"Mo'er, why are you being so polite with your Aunt Tianming? Tell me, what can I help you with?"

Li Tianming looked at Li Mo'er and nodded repeatedly. Sure enough, Er Gouzi said last night that Mo'er had improved, but she didn't believe it. Now it seems to be true.

However, we'll wait a few more days until Mo'er is more settled before telling her.

Li Mo'er told them that she wanted them to help her process the meat, and Aunt Tianming readily agreed, saying that it would be ready in the afternoon.

She then handed them the saline solution and told them to use it. After saying that, she was about to leave.

At this moment, Li Lin's father, Li Daqiang, brought her a basin of soy milk that he had just made that morning to take home.

A glint of light flashed in Li Mo'er's eyes. Soy milk? Couldn't that combine with toxic substances?

Her salt needs an upgrade.

A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips as she picked up her soy milk and headed back, leaving behind only the words, "Wait for me a moment."

Li Mo'er rushed home and saw that Su Yanli had already gotten up and started eating breakfast.

"morning."

Li Mo'er nodded to him in greeting.

Su Yanli was a little unaccustomed to this side of Li Mo'er, and simply replied softly, "Good morning."

Li Mo'er ignored him, walked straight to the device, lit the fire, and began to evaporate and crystallize.

Su Yanli ate the cooked noodles with a guilty conscience. Yesterday, because of Li Mo'er's unusual behavior, he couldn't help but recall that tender "Yanli" while lying in bed, and he didn't fall asleep until late at night. So he got up later than usual today.

At first, when he didn't see Li Mo'er, he was relieved that she hadn't gotten up yet.

Unexpectedly, when he went to the kitchen to make breakfast, he found cooked noodles in the pot.

Su Yanli looked at the noodles left for him, as if everything was going in a good direction.

He savored the noodles she had made, occasionally stealing a glance at Li Mo'er who was busy at work. After finishing his meal, he didn't want to move, for fear of disturbing her.

Li Mo'er added soy milk in small amounts several times to the boiling salt water, and then waited for it to crystallize.

She went to the kitchen to look for a jar that had been cleared out, intending to use it to store the purified salt.

Only after Li Mo'er got up did Su Yanli dare to get up and wash the dishes.

"Yanli, who told you to wash the dishes?!"

Li Mo'er came out of the kitchen carrying a jar and saw Su Yanli washing dishes. She quickly stopped him.

"Snapped--"

Startled by her voice, Su Yanli trembled, lost her grip on the bowl, and dropped it to the ground.

Upon seeing the shards scattered on the ground, Su Yanli frantically tried to pick them up, but her mind was filled with frustration: Why can't I do anything right? She must hate me again, right?

Li Mo'er put down the jar, took a step forward, and grabbed Su Yanli's hand.

Su Yanli was startled and tried to pull her hand back, but she saw the bright worry in Li Mo'er's eyes.

Su Yanli noticed that she didn't hit or scold him, but instead gently began to examine his hands. Although his heart was still pounding, he was no longer afraid.

She pretended to be fierce and yelled at Su Yanli, "Didn't I tell you not to touch water and not to do these chores?!"

The voice was just as loud as before, yet it made Su Yanli feel unusually at ease, as if she was certain that the person in front of her wouldn't really hit her.

Li Mo'er angrily dragged him into the house, carefully avoiding the burn on his fingertips.

When Li Mo'er was looking for medicine, she realized that she had forgotten to buy burn ointment.

I was planning to stop by Dr. Wang's place on my way back from Er Gouzi's house today, but I forgot because I was making soy milk.

"You stay here and don't move."

Li Mo'er gave the order, but after thinking about it, she was still worried, so she "threatened" him again.

"If I see you move, I'll break your legs."

The soft voice uttered such fierce words, yet they had no power to harm.

Su Yanli nodded obediently, trying his best to suppress the corners of his mouth that wanted to turn up, but the corners of his eyes revealed the ease in his heart.

He heard the rustling sound of people cleaning up the broken pieces outside and placed his hand on his stomach.

Mo'er has changed now; shouldn't he ask for her opinion?

After packing up, Li Mo'er went straight to the clinic. She had been going to the clinic every day for the past few days, and she could get there with her eyes closed.

She was in such a hurry that she didn't see the "Closed" sign on the door.

She pushed open the slightly ajar door, felt some resistance behind it, and then pushed harder.

With a creak, it sounded like something behind the door was moving backward, but she ignored it.

"Dr. Wang, Dr. Wang, do you have any burn ointment?"

Seeing that no one was inside, Li Mo'er assumed that Doctor Wang was in the backyard, so she shouted loudly, as if afraid that he wouldn't hear her.

After waiting for a while and receiving no response, Li Mo'er shouted again, convinced that Doctor Wang was inside and wanting to show her her toughness.

Just as Li Mo'er was about to showcase her vocal talents again, she heard footsteps.

"Dr. Wang, you've finally..."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Mo'er saw Wang Jingmo wearing a veil.

He was resting in the backyard and didn't pay attention to the noise. His mother had gone to the back mountain to gather herbs, and usually, people wouldn't see her there. She left after a short while.

Who would have thought that I would encounter such a stubborn person today, who insisted on calling out to me several times in the pharmacy.

"Um, hello young master, may I ask if Doctor Wang is here?"

Li Mo'er instantly became speechless, like a firecracker going silent, and asked in a flustered yet gentle voice.

Wang Jingmo smiled and shook his head slightly, "What do you want? I can find it for you."

"Young master, I'd like some burn ointment, thank you."

Li Mo'er was much gentler with Wang Jingmo. He was so soft and weak that she was worried that if she raised her voice, she would shatter him.

If Dr. Wang were here, she certainly wouldn't be so polite. Perhaps because she's seen Dr. Wang quite often these past few days, although Dr. Wang isn't exactly polite to her either, he always gives her a motherly feeling.

Perhaps it was because her mother in that world hadn't been very kind to her.

Wang Jingmo slightly raised his eyes and carefully examined Li Mo'er. She was nothing like the person her mother described as someone who would harm people. Moreover, it was rare for a woman to treat a man with such politeness.

"Madam, you don't need to be so polite."

Upon hearing this, Li Mo'er felt relieved and relaxed a little, thinking that he wanted her to call him by his name so they wouldn't have to be so formal.

"Then, I'll call you Jing, Jingmo."

She remembered that's what Doctor Wang called him yesterday.

To this day, no one has told her that a man's maiden name should not be used casually, especially by an unmarried man.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jingmo's heart skipped a beat, and a blush instantly crept onto her cheeks. She hurriedly turned away, not wanting Li Mo'er to notice her unusual behavior.

In his haste, he knocked over several bottles of ointment; the crisp sound of them colliding calmed him down.

With trembling hands, he handed the ointment to Li Mo'er, not even daring to look her in the eye. "Twenty coins."

Li Mo'er placed the money on the table, shook the ointment in her hand, and casually said, "Jingmo, thanks."

As soon as Dr. Wang pushed open the door, he heard this sentence and was immediately filled with anger.

"Li Mo'er, how dare you?!"

He gritted his teeth and spoke fiercely, while holding the iron hoe he used to dig up herbs from the bamboo basket, ready to smash it down.