Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

“Yes, it just needs to be cooked for another half an hour. Did you remember all the steps?” Xiaomai glanced at Li Rou and then at Zhu Hongyun.

“I remember.” Li Rou nodded. “Shall I give it a try now?”

“Go ahead,” Xiaomai nodded.

Li Rou then picked up the knife and started cutting the meat while Xiaomai continued to squat by the stove and tend to the fire.

Zhu Hongyun watched from the side.

Very soon, Li Rou cooked a pot according to Xiaomai’s instructions. Since Xiaomai had replaced the water in the bucket with Spiritual Spring water in the morning, the taste of Li Rou’s dish was not much different from Xiaomai’s.

Li Rou was overjoyed and returned to her room with a plate of meat, her laughter echoing in the air.

Seeing this, Zhu Hongyun’s eyes flashed, and she began to cook as well.

Her cooking skills were mediocre, but with Xiaomai’s Spiritual Spring water, the food tasted pretty good.

Her gloomy face that had persisted all morning finally lightened up. She too, returned to her room with a plate of meat, a smile on her face.

Upon seeing this, Xiaomai served her own portion into a bowl, cleaned the pot and bowls, steamed an egg custard, and then returned to her room.

Tong Sanlang was still sleeping. With not much else to do, Xiaomai decided to wash their clothes.

She did not use the bowl from the Tong Family, but her own bathing tub. However, because there were people at home, she did not show off her strength, washing the clothes slowly like an ordinary person would.

By the time she finished washing and hung the clothes to dry on the line, it was already mid-morning.

At that moment, Tong Sanlang finally woke up.

“Oh, the sleeping beauty is finally awake?” Xiaomai teased, a bright smile on her face as she leaned over the bed.

Tong Sanlang, though recently awake, his eyes were already clear. He beckoned Xiaomai with a finger, “Kiss me.”

The smile on Xiaomai’s face grew wider. She leaned in to kiss him hard on the lips, lingered for a moment before swiftly pulling away.

Upon seeing this, Tong Sanlang did not sit up to chase her, only blinked his eyes, “I’m feeling sore.”

“Huh?” Xiaomai paused, her smile frozen on her face, “Sore?”

“Yes, sore.” Tong Sanlang said as he turned over, “Come, give me a massage.”

“Could it be that I’m actually a succubus and have drained all of your energy?!” Xiaomai exclaimed in shock.

When had Tong Sanlang ever complained of feeling sore?

“No, I think I’m just tired these days.” Tong Sanlang’s explanation echoed Tong Tiehu’s.

“I need to give you a proper replenishment then.” Saying so, Xiaomai climbed up the bed and started massaging Tong Sanlang in the same manner that he did for her the night before.

She was strong, and Tong Sanlang could not help but groan a couple of times.

Xiaomai noticed this and gave him a tap on his buttocks, “I’ve steamed egg custard, but we also have braised pork, which one do you want to eat?”

“Egg custard.”

“Wait.”

“No need, I’m not so tired that I can’t get out of bed.” He just felt exhausted, as if all his energy had been drained, and even lifting his arm felt like too much.

Probably just fatigue.

Tong Sanlang made the guess. Once Xiaomai finished the massage, he jumped off the bed to wash up and eat.

“Huh? Your cooking has improved again.” Tong Sanlang expressed his surprise after taking the first bite of egg custard.

“I noticed it too.” Xiaomai nodded.

The people of the Tong family didn’t have many opportunities to taste her cooking, so they didn’t notice it, but she ate her own cooking every day and could tell the difference.

Moreover, the Spiritual Spring water in her space did indeed taste much sweeter and purer.