Transmigrating to a Female-Dominated World: Pampering My Little Husband

Han Zixuan was a little worried. After all, they had spent a few days together, and she thought An Jinglan was a pretty good person.

Shen Qingxi's eyes widened suddenly, "Yes, I'll go see Brother Jinglan right now!"

"Okay, I'll go next door to check on Father!" Father Han should be alright, but Han Zixuan was still a little worried!

Shen Qingxi nodded, quickly put on her cotton coat, and went to the woodshed. She knocked on the door, "Brother Jinglan, are you awake?"

Hearing the noise, An Jinglan groggily opened her eyes and felt the room was extremely cold.

"Brother Jinglan, how are you?"

An Jinglan then came to her senses, put on her clothes, and went to open the door. The cold wind outside was biting!

The gust of wind made An Jinglan shiver, and Shen Qingxi quickly went inside and closed the door.

I felt much better then, but I could still feel a cold wind getting in!

"Brother Jinglan, it suddenly got cold last night! Your wife was worried that you weren't keeping warm here, so she sent me to check on you!"

An Jinglan felt a warmth in his heart when he heard that it was Han Zixuan who had asked Qingxi to check on him.

"It's definitely a bit colder than our room. Brother Jinglan, put the blanket on first."

You're still sick, you can't afford to catch a cold!

Fortunately, the bedding given to An Jinglan was all newly made, ten-pound thick bedding.

Otherwise, given today's weather, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold!

"I'll go see my wife and see if she has any ideas."

She wrapped An Jinglan up tightly in her clothes on the bed and quickly returned to her room.

When Han Zixuan saw him return, she asked softly, "How did it go?"

Shen Qingxi sighed softly, "Sigh, Brother Jinglan looks alright, it's just that the room is too cold!"

Brother Jinglan's injuries haven't healed yet; if this continues for too long, it might not be good."

Han Zixuan nodded, agreeing. Also, although her father was fine now, he had a cough and couldn't be exposed to the cold.

He glanced at the Han family's house, wondering if it could withstand a blizzard.

She couldn't guarantee that the original book, which described a once-in-a-century snow disaster, would also include riots.

It will definitely be very troublesome then, so it's better to move to the county town.

"I understand, I'll figure something out! Don't worry, Qingxi!"

"Stay home today and I'll find the stove in the house!"

"A fire will make the house warmer."

Shen Qingxi nodded, blinking her eyes as she felt a warmth in her heart.

Han Zixuan became somewhat distracted upon arriving at Mingjing Hall; it would be best to resolve the housing issue as soon as possible.

It seems I need to ask my teacher for leave!

While engrossed in her thoughts, Han Zixuan was patted on the back. Her mental alertness kicked in, and she instinctively chopped backward with a hand chop!

It stopped just one centimeter away from Ji Xiao's neck!

However, the strong wind also made Ji Xiao's face sting a little.

"Ji Xiao?"

Ji Xiao was terrified and gently patted her chest.

When Ji Xiao entered the school, he saw Han Zixuan sitting there in a daze.

He had a mischievous thought and wanted to scare her, but who knew Han Zixuan would be so alert.

"Sister Han, you...you're too scary!"

She was still shaken; she really felt like she was about to see her great-grandmother!

Han Zixuan awkwardly straightened her clothes and changed the subject.

"Ahem, I'm so sorry, did I hurt you?"

This was an instinct honed during her post-apocalyptic training; thankfully, she managed to control her strength.

Otherwise, Ji Xiao would be a corpse by now!

Ji Xiao felt a little guilty. "I saw you were staring blankly, so I was going to wake you up!"

"Oh, I was thinking about something and that's why I didn't notice!"

Ji Xiaoping calmed down and asked curiously, "What is it? Do you need my help?"

Ji Xiao is not only enthusiastic but also quite loyal.

"No, no need, it's just a small matter! Alright, please take a seat! The teacher should be here soon."

Han Zixuan, who didn't like to bother people, changed the subject.

Ji Xiao saw that everyone else had already taken their seats, so she quickly returned to her own.

Sure enough, the teacher walked in a short while later and began to teach!

"A virtuous person is harmonious but not swayed, neutral but not biased. When the state is well-governed, he does not change his ways; when the state is poorly governed, he remains steadfast until death."

"I will write an article on this topic today and submit it before the bell rings."

Lin Moyan assigned the homework, and a faint gasp came from below.

This displeased Lin Moyan slightly, and she said seriously, "Yes, hurry up and do it!"

Han Zixuan frowned, indicating that she knew it was a headache to write about.

Nevertheless, they picked up their pens and began writing on the paper! The others also started writing furiously.

As the bronze bell rang, everyone began to hand in their papers one by one, and Lin Moyan looked at the papers that had been handed in.

Upon reading Han Zixuan's article, my brows furrowed.

These childish handwritings are really... sigh, after carefully examining them for a moment, I finally let out a sigh.

"Sigh, it's much better than before!" I consoled myself.

"Zixuan, let's have dinner together!" Ji Xiao invited with a smile.

"Sorry, Ji Xiao, I have something to do today. Maybe next time!"

After spending a few days together, the two gradually became familiar with each other.

Ji Xiao could only nod in agreement. "Oh, okay then, let's make it up another time."

She had only an hour to drive to the brokerage.

Han Zixuan arrived at the dental clinic soon after and explained my needs!

"Madam, these are three-courtyard houses, which are a bit more expensive in the city center!"

"There are also houses near East Street, but some only have two courtyards and others only have one!"

Han Zixuan inspected the houses on East Street. Although they were a bit small, they were conveniently located close to the school.

"Let's take a look at these two places, the two sets we're more satisfied with."

Song Yaren smiled and nodded, "Sure, sure! I'll take the Queen over to check now."

Without further ado, the two arrived at one of the houses.

As soon as I stepped through that rickety door, the hinges creaked loudly.

The vermilion paint on the door had long since peeled off, revealing the rotten wooden planks inside, which were covered with cracks.

In the front yard, the ground paved with blue bricks was uneven, with weeds growing in the gaps, and a few unknown wildflowers trembling in the wind.

The roof tiles of the main house are incomplete, and in some places they have even collapsed, revealing a large, dark hole inside.

The backyard was overgrown with weeds, some as tall as a person, and looked quite old.

Song Yaren smiled and said, "Your Majesty, what do you think of this residence?"

Although it's a bit dilapidated, it can be repaired and look brand new again.

Most importantly, the previous owner of this house was a scholar.

She wanted to continue taking the exams and sold her ancestral home to our brokerage!

This is a place where literary talent gathers, and this residence only costs five hundred and eighty taels of silver!

Song Yaren spoke with great enthusiasm, while Han Zixuan looked completely exasperated.

If this house is renovated, it would be equivalent to a complete overhaul.

Some wooden house frames also pose certain dangers!

It's impossible to move in without at least two weeks.

"This place won't work, let's try the next one!"

Song Yaren then took Han Zixuan to another residence!

This place is much better than the previous one, and it also occupies a much larger area.

The vermilion gate is solemn and grand, and the courtyard exudes a sense of antiquity and elegance.

The front yard was neatly paved with square bricks, with a small flower bed in the center. Because of the poignant scene, only a few withered branches remained!

The main building features flying eaves and bracket sets, with colorful patterns carved on the beams.

The backyard is quiet and secluded, with a winding bluestone path and stone tables and benches in the corners.

There are two rooms on each side, and the central hall and bedroom are in the middle.

Han Zixuan nodded in satisfaction after looking at it; this part was acceptable.