Rebirth of a Farming Wife

Han Yu patted his wife’s remarkably flat stomach and fed her more, finally stopping only when he saw she really couldn’t eat any more.

“With your tiny appetite, eating like a cat, when will you ever get plump and fair?” Han Yu found joy in feeding his wife. He was far from having his fill of this pleasure and expressed his dissatisfaction.

Su Wenyue rolled her eyes at Han Yu, increasingly feeling like he was treating her like some pet with all his tiny gestures.

“I certainly don’t want to get plump and fair. I am quite happy with the way I am now. Han Yu, you must have some ulterior motive. Are you thinking about fattening me up and then seeking other women? If you dare to bring any of those vixens back home from outside, I’ll sort you out. Don’t think you can do whatever you want just because you’ve been promoted. We can always call it quits if it comes to that.” Su Wenyue didn’t know why she suddenly changed the topic, and her tone was somewhat sharp.

Han Yu didn’t understand why his wife would come up with such an idea. She had never done this before. Although she sometimes showed small tempers with him, she had never doubted him in this regard. Han Yu wondered if she had heard the rumors spreading outside. He felt wronged; with a wife like her, those common and vulgar women stood no chance of catching his eye.

“My dear wife, what are you talking about? All I wish for is to live a good life with you and the children. I have no other thoughts,” Han Yu reassured.

“Really?” Su Wenyue looked at Han Yu skeptically.

“Of course, it’s true. You know what I’m like. You’re not to speak of such things again, this ‘calling it quits’ talk especially. I’ll let it go this time since it’s your first offense, but if you say such things again, see if I don’t properly punish you.” Although Han Yu said this, he didn’t hold back from pulling her into his embrace, his hand sneaking into a spot with a punishing intent.

Su Wenyue actually knew Han Yu’s disposition, so she didn’t take those rumors seriously. However, making her stance clear was necessary to ensure Han Yu wouldn’t bring any other women home for the sake of external matters, as regret would then be too late. After all, in her previous life, while Han Yu was rather chaste, and his backyard peaceful with only one wife and two concubines, now was her time to set her boundaries. She could be labeled a jealous wife for all she cared, but she absolutely could not tolerate sharing her husband with other women.

Feeling a twinge of pain, Su Wenyue wanted to say something, but unfortunately, Han Yu quickly sealed her lips…

After Han Yu had his fill and planted a kiss on his little wife, who in her sleep still showed traces of tears and a pouting mouth, he instructed the servants and then contentedly left, making sure to close the door to the room where the milk was prepared. Milk was excellent for nourishment, but its fishy smell was strong. With the proper recipe, it became an excellent supplement, especially useful in healing.

With milk available, Su Wenyue spent most of her days, aside from caring for her three children, immersed in the kitchen, concocting various milk-based dishes. Considering Ye Xinxin’s gluttonous nature, Su Wenyue sent quite a few to the Shangguan Family. Ye Xinxin was delighted to receive the food, but she found the portions too small for her tastes, so she decided to visit in person.

Su Wenyue wasn’t surprised at all by Ye Xinxin’s visit. In just a few days, she had come to understand Ye Xinxin’s gluttonous nature profoundly, even deliberately catering to it in some matters. Feng Susu’s situation still depended on Ye Xinxin playing a role, not by helping with anything specific, but by providing a plausible cover, which wasn’t considered using her.

“Sister Yue, the food you sent was indeed too little; I was hardly satisfied. You know I’ve always had a large appetite, so I had no choice but to come to you myself. You can think whatever you want, but I am sticking with you,” Ye Xinxin said as she made her way straight to the kitchen and, spotting the freshly baked milk pastries, started eating without restraint.

Looking at Ye Xinxin, Su Wenyue felt amused. “It’s not that I am stingy, it’s just that these pastries have only just been made. I didn’t make many, I just wanted to give you a taste of something new.”

Ye Xinxin had no real suspicions, at most considering that Su Wenyue was using this opportunity to strengthen the relationship between the two families. Her own Husband and Han Yu had become quite close in recent days, so there couldn’t be any other ulterior motives. Ye Xinxin was happy with the two families being closer.

“Lady Yue, this is a pickled foreign vegetable from the newly planted crops in Zhuangzi; it tastes quite good. Would you like to try it?” Just then, Feng Susu came over, holding a small jar, and politely greeted Ye Xinxin upon seeing her.

Ye Xinxin, hearing Feng Susu’s address to Su Wenyue, recognized that she was not an ordinary servant and naturally extended the same courtesy.

“Aunt, there’s no need for formality. I’m here to beg for food from Sister Yue. If there are any delicacies, you can’t keep them from me. Don’t be stingy,” Ye Xinxin said cheerfully, eyes glancing over Feng Susu without much care, but she was curious about the contents of the jar, especially knowing it contained food from the outer domain. The Han Mansion sure was full of delicious treats.

Without mentioning Feng Susu’s background, Su Wenyue simply followed along: “Since Aunt says it’s good, it must be tasty. Let’s open it up and have a taste, both of us.”

Smiling pleasantly, Feng Susu opened the jar. Confident in her Craftsmanship, she was still delighted to receive Su Wenyue’s approval. “It’s pickled cucumber. Zhuangzi sent a lot of cucumbers previously, and after a few days, they were not so fresh. I decided to try pickling some. Fresh vegetables are hard to come by this season, so there’s not much, just two jars. I heard these grow quite easily. We could pickle more when the season is right.”

As she spoke, Feng Susu took two plates and served the pickled cucumbers for Su Wenyue and Ye Xinxin to sample.

Ye Xinxin was the first to take a piece, biting into it with her eyes instantly lighting up.

Seeing Ye Xinxin’s reaction, Su Wenyue knew the pickled cucumbers were delicious. To someone like Ye Xinxin with such a passion for food, one wasn’t merely eager to eat but also discerning, often very picky.