The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

When Li Mo woke up, he saw Yin Baicai and Li Zhe processing the fish they had caught.

Happily, he squatted down next to Yin Baicai, his little head fixed on Yin Baicai.

"Mother, did you go to town?"

While scaling the fish, Yin Baicai said, "No, we caught the fish at a good place. We'll take you with us next time."

Li Mo nodded happily: "Mo Mo will help too."

Yin Baicai: "Then help me peel the garlic, and we'll eat some delicious grilled fish later."

When Li Mo heard Yin Baicai mention eating grilled fish, he remembered the one he had last time, which was even better than the one he had in town.

Li Mo obediently picked up two cloves of garlic, sat on a small stool, and peeled the garlic in her hand.

Li Zhe had already cleaned the fish, and Yin Baicai told him to start the fire first.

Looking at the small stove that was only as tall as his calves, Li Zhe could only chop the firewood into smaller pieces.

Thick smoke billowed out, and soon the small stove was ignited.

Yin Baicai found a small iron pot and put it on it. She first fried the fish in oil, but unfortunately, she only had lard. Grilled fish tastes better when made with rapeseed oil.

Fry all the side dishes, leave some oil in the pan, stir-fry the spices until fragrant, add water, and once it boils, put the fried fish in and pour in the side dishes as well.

Soon after, the aroma filled the air, making Li Mo's mouth water.

Happily, they brought out the small bowls, Yin Baicai set out the small stools, scooped out the rice, and the three of them ate around the small stove.

Because there was a fire underneath the grilled fish, it stayed hot the whole time and tasted much better than last time.

Li Mo pursed her lips, blew on the fish, and then put the fish into her mouth.

He kept breathing heavily: "Hiss... Good, Mom, fish is good."

Just then, Yin Baicai was about to suggest that Li Zhe bring out the remaining half-bucket of wine. She grinned at Li Zhe and said, "Brother Li, I remember there was still quite a bit of wine left over from last time, right? Bring it out quickly, let's raise a glass and have a good drink."

Li Zhe thought that this person had been drunk last time and didn't plan to bring out the wine, but he saw Yin Baicai looking at him with bright eyes.

The words of refusal were on the tip of her tongue, but what came out was: "Okay, I'll go get it for you."

Yin Baicai laughed happily: "Go quickly, grilled fish is only as good as wine!"

As soon as Li Zhe brought the wine over, Yin Baicai couldn't wait to pour herself a small bowl, saying, "I definitely won't get drunk this time."

As expected, those who boast are easily proven wrong.

After finishing a bowl of wine, Yin Baicai was already tipsy, her face flushed.

Speaking incoherently, he hugged Li Mo sitting next to him and kept kissing him: "Hehe... This is my eldest son, hehe, I got an eldest son for free before I even got married, it's so good."

Li Mo happily let Yin Baicai kiss him. His mother usually only touched his head, but now she was kissing his little face.

Momo was very happy.

Li Mo smiled happily, even though Yin Baicai had spit all over his face, he was still very happy.

The sound of silvery laughter echoed in the courtyard.

Li Zhe watched Yin Baicai kiss Li Mo, his eyes dark and unreadable. If it were Cai-ge'er kissing him instead, then...

The more Li Zhe thought about it, the hotter his body felt. He kept telling himself that it must be because the weather was too hot and he was sitting by the small stove.

Yin Baicai was drunk and talked more than usual. She pulled Li Mo into her arms and held him tightly.

Li Mo smiled so wide you couldn't see his teeth. Li Zhe asked, "Little Mo, do you still want some fish? Uncle will get you some."

Yin Baicai picked up her chopsticks and said to Li Zhe, "Li the bully, I'll serve my son myself. You sit down!"

Yin Baicai kept trying to put his chopsticks into the pot, but he couldn't get any. Angrily, he said, "You stinky fish, I order you to get into my son's bowl yourself. Otherwise..."

"Uh..." Yin Baicai hiccuped, hugged Li Mo, and fell asleep with her head down.

In no time, he started snoring.

Li Zhe chuckled and picked up Yin Baicai. "Xiao Mo, sit down first. Uncle will take your mother back first, and then come and help you wash up in a bit!"

Li Mo nodded obediently.

Li Zhe put the person on the bed and returned to the courtyard to ask Li Mo if he wanted to eat more.

Li Mo shook his head; he was already full.

Feeling sleepy, he yawned and said, "Uncle, I'm sleepy."

Li Zhe took the small iron pot off the stove, filled the water tank with water, helped Li Mo wash up, and then carried her back to the room.

Seeing that Yin Baicai was sleeping outside the bed, Li Mo spontaneously ran inside.

Li Zhe brought over another basin of water and washed Yin Baicai's face.

After finishing her work, Li Mo had already fallen asleep in Yin Baicai's arms.

Li Zhe looked at the two sleeping people on the bed and fell into deep thought.

At midnight, a crescent moon hung in the night sky.

Tian Xiaoqiang took a tinderbox and sneaked out the door.

Fearing a repeat of the previous incident, he deliberately waited until everyone in the village was asleep before going out.

They walked lightly towards the end of the village.

He has been lying in bed recovering from his injuries, especially his buttocks, which were so badly bruised that he can't even sit on a stool and can only lie face down on the bed.

And that damned Liu Laosan from the village keeps coming to my house to lecture me. It's really not me who gets beaten, but he makes it sound so easy.

I've already suffered two setbacks at the hands of this shrew, so this time I'll settle both old and new scores.

Tian Xiaoqiang's gloomy gaze was like that of a demon in the dark, even more eerie and terrifying under the moonlight.

Tian Xiaoqiang, acting suspiciously, finally arrived at the gate of Yin Baicai's courtyard.

He moved some stones from the roadside to stand on, leaned over the fence, blew on the tinderbox in his arms, and threw it forcefully towards the top of Yin Baicai's kitchen.

The last heavy rainstorm destroyed two rooms of Yin Baicai's house, leaving only the kitchen room.

The weather was dry, and a tinderbox ignited the thatch on the roof, and sparks began to spread everywhere.

Tian Xiaoqiang stared maliciously at the burning roof. "You jinx, this day next year will be your death anniversary."

By the time others find you, you'll have already been burned to death, and I, Tian Xiaoqiang, will have already run far away.

Even if the villagers know I did it, you won't be able to find me.

If it weren't for the fact that Huang Zhong, that old geezer, lived at the edge of the village, I would have burned his house down like this.

Tian Xiaoqiang looked at the burning roof with a smile on his face, carried the stones back to the roadside, slung the small bundle he had brought along over his shoulder, and walked alone toward the village entrance.

In the darkness, flames soared into the sky, and Wu A-nai, a light sleeper, smelled the thick smoke.

He quickly opened his eyes, put on his cloth shoes, and opened the door to see a blaze of fire at Yin Baicai's house next door.

I hurried towards Yin Baicai's house, only to find the gate locked and realize that Yin Baicai wasn't home.

He shouted all the way to the village entrance: "The village is flooded! The village is flooded at the end of the village!"

It was almost dawn when many villagers heard Grandma Wu calling out. They rushed out of their homes without even having time to put on their clothes.

Hearing the commotion, the village chief and the others carried water to the end of the village.

Li Zhe also heard the commotion outside. He put on his clothes, quickly filled the buckets with water, and opened the door.

Although he didn't have much affection for the village, it would be bad if a fire broke out and burned down all the houses in the village.

When the group arrived at the end of the village, they saw, in the light of dawn, that a large part of Yin Baicai's house had been burned down.

Thick smoke billowed towards us, accompanied by heat.