The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

As the sun set, a wisp of evening glow appeared on the western horizon.

Yin Baicai sat on the threshold of her small courtyard with Li Mo, thinking: Why hasn't that bully Li Mo come back yet? Didn't he say he would definitely be back before sunset? I've already prepared the meal, but there's still no sign of him. Could something have happened to him?

Li Zhe, carrying his prey back, saw two figures sitting in front of the courtyard from a hilltop not far from Yin Baicai's house, bathed in the glow of the setting sun.

A flicker of joy crossed my mind. Is this what it feels like to have someone looking forward to your return home?

It seems pretty good. Li Zhe, whose face is usually expressionless, now has a slight smile on his lips.

Fearing something might happen to Li Zhe, Yin Baicai said to Li Mo beside her, "Little Mo, you go back and close the door first. I'll go up the mountain to look for Li the bully."

Li Mo saw Li Zhe walking behind Yin Baicai. She pointed with her little hand and said, "Mother, Uncle is here."

Yin Baicai turned around and looked at Li Zhe standing behind her: "Why are you only coming back now? Hurry up and put your things down and eat."

Li Zhe didn't miss what Yin Baicai had just said about going up the mountain to find him. "Okay, you can't go into the center of the mountain. I'll come back. Don't worry."

"Who...who was worried about you? I only went to the mountain to look for you because I saw that Mo Xiaogui was worried."

"Hmm." Li Zhe replied calmly, but a sweet spring seemed to flow into his heart.

"Let's eat, let's eat, I'm starving." Yin Baicai led Li Mo into the courtyard first.

Li Zhe followed in carrying his things.

Li Mo obediently brought over a basin of water for Li Zhe to wash his hands, while Yin Baicai went to the kitchen to bring out the already prepared food.

The three of them ate their dinner under the orange glow of the sunset.

A cool breeze blew in on a summer evening, taking away the restlessness from our bodies.

next day

early morning

The Ge brothers, along with the remaining four, arrived at Li Zhe's house early in the morning.

Yin Baicai, who arrived earlier, saw the six people as soon as she opened the door. "Brother Ge, you're here really early."

"We need to get to work as soon as possible. Brother Cai, let's go take a look now. We need to lay the foundation first."

Yin Baicai didn't understand either, but since the others were experts, she went over and told them what style of repair she wanted.

Arriving at the land that Yin Baicai had bought, Yin Baicai pointed to the land and said to the group, "Brother Ge, I want to build three houses. The kitchen and main room will be smaller, and the inner room will be larger. Then, I'll leave some space in front so I can build a livestock shed later."

After discussing it with Ge Tian and the others, the land was quickly divided into several squares of different sizes by spreading lime on it.

Yin Baicai stood to the side and pointed out that it was the size she wanted, so she let the others start working on it.

The first step in building a house is to dig the foundation. Ge Tian and his group started digging along the lime line from different directions.

Yin Baicai watched as the others started working, leaving the rest to the professionals. He still needed to go to Aunt Zhang and Grandma Wu's house to get the vegetables!

Grandma Wu took Yin Baicai to the field to pick out the vegetables he wanted to buy. Grandma Wu's family didn't grow many kinds of vegetables, so Yin Baicai bought a few pounds of cabbage and green beans.

After settling the payment and putting the items away at Li Zhe's house, they hurriedly went to Zhang Cui's house.

Zhang Cui had just chopped up the chicken grass when she noticed that Yin Baicai hadn't arrived yet. Just as she was about to ask him, she opened the door and saw Yin Baicai rushing over.

"Brother Cai, I thought you didn't want it!"

"How could that be? I was busy telling Brother Ge and the others about the house dimensions earlier!"

"Okay, I'll take you to the field, and you can pick whatever you like."

The two arrived at Zhang Cui's land, and Yin Baicai exclaimed, "Aunt Zhang, you grow so many things in your vegetable garden! And the garden is so clean, you can't see any weeds at all!"

Zhang Cui chuckled: "This whole family is counting on this vegetable garden to make money! We have to put in a lot of effort! Your Uncle Zhang carried the vegetables to town to sell early this morning."

Yin Baicai learned from the original owner's memories that Aunt Zhang's family was a large-scale vegetable grower in the village, growing all kinds of seasonal vegetables, and the whole family relied on growing and selling vegetables to make money!

It seems that her family converted all their land into vegetable gardens because the grain harvest was poor.

However, this kind of vegetable can also make a lot of money, and the family can live a decent life.

Yin Baicai casually bought some eggplants, cucumbers, and cabbages.

After paying the bill, he was about to go back and cook when he arrived. Li Zhe was killing a chicken in the yard.

He caught those rabbits yesterday when he went up the mountain to hunt them. Li Zhe had a great harvest yesterday; he was late because he caught a whole nest of rabbits.

When Yin Baicai arrived at the Li family's house, Li Zhe had already killed the two chickens.

Looking at the chicken that Li Zhe had prepared, Yin Baicai praised, "Li the bully, you really are a hunter! You finished preparing the chicken in no time."

Li Zhe nodded: "What else do I need to do next?"

Yin Baicai thought for a moment and said, "Could you chop the chicken into pieces for me? I'm going to use it to stew with potato chunks later."

"it is good."

Yin Baicai was worried that doing things in the yard would disturb Li Mo's reading, so she told him to read inside the house.

After chopping the chicken, Li Zhe even helped Yin Baicai peel the garlic.

Yin Baicai soaked the rice in hot water beforehand so that it would take less time to steam it later.

Wash the peeled potatoes and cut them into chunks. Blanch the chopped chicken in boiling water.

Skim off the blood foam, take it out and wash it clean. Sauté the prepared spices in a pot until fragrant, then add the washed chicken.

Stir-fry over high heat until fragrant, then pour in water, reduce the heat, and let the meat simmer slowly.

Li Zhe was helping Yin Baicai out from the side, watching how troublesome it was for Yin Baicai to make a stewed chicken.

I thought to myself: No wonder this guy's cooking is so delicious, it turns out there are so many steps involved.

All I know how to do is add water and a little salt to stew it. No wonder Xiao Mo always says that her cooking isn't as good as Cai Ge'er's.

While the chicken was stewing, Yin Baicai prepared all the necessary side dishes.

Li Zhe, a burly man nearly 1.9 meters tall, squatted in the yard, obediently washing the vegetables that Yin Baicai needed.

After finishing chopping all the ingredients, Yin Baicai noticed that the chicken on the stove had been stewing for a long time, so she lifted the lid.

The enticing aroma wafted over, and even Li Mo, who was reading a book in the room, could smell it.

It smells so good! Mom is making something delicious.

Li Zhe, who was close to the kitchen, also smelled the aroma wafting through the air. This young man's cooking is really good. Has he struck gold?

Although she talks a lot, chattering away in my ear like a little bee all day, it's really hard not to listen to her for a day.

Unbeknownst to the talkative Yin Baicai, a bully was whispering something to her in his mind.

If I knew, I would definitely make a big fuss. You're the talkative one, I just call myself lively and cheerful.

Yin Baicai put the chopped potato chunks into the pot, covered it, and simmered it for a while before serving.

He took a small stool, sat down in front of the stove, and added firewood to the fire.

He was muttering something under his breath.

Li Zhe was chopping firewood outside the courtyard when he saw the young man sitting on a small stool talking to himself. He thought to himself: What is this guy talking about! He can even have a conversation over a stove fire.

Yin Baicai was grumbling, "It's so hot! If only we had air conditioning. Seriously, who cooks over a stove in this heat? This whole time I've been transmigrated, I'm practically steaming from the heat. Air conditioning, fans—how am I supposed to survive without you?!"