The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 4 The "Irritable" Wife-Lord Will Hurt People (4)

Yun Zimu, who had been lying on the bed obediently, couldn't help feeling worried when he saw that the sky was getting dark outside and there was no sign of Su Qiruo's return.

He was not worried that something would happen to Su Qiruo, but he was afraid that she would be called out to drink again, and would beat him again when she came back drunk.

But she said clearly today that she would stop beating him, and Yun Zimu didn't know whether to believe her or not.

"If she really didn't drink alcohol today, and didn't hit me again, I believe she will be fine once."

Yun Zimu comforted himself, only in this way, he felt that the long wait was not so terrible.

"Zi Mu, I'm back."

Worrying that Yun Zimu would get scared when he heard the sound outside, Su Qiruo greeted the people inside first as soon as she entered the door.

A look of joy flashed across Yun Zimu's eyes, the wife-master came back so early, and the wife-master's voice was very clear, as if she really hadn't drunk.

The nameless joy spread to the bottom of my heart, and Yun Zimu also had a smile in his eyes.

Just when she wanted to get up and go outside to meet Su Qiruo, the person had already strode in.

Seeing that Yun Zimu was really obedient lying on the bed, Su Qiruo praised him with satisfaction.

"Zimu is so good, he should be rewarded."

After finishing speaking, Su Qiruo poured the fruit picked for Yun Zimu out of the sack, the tempting fruit rolled all over the table, Yun Zimu was so startled that he covered his mouth and forgot to breathe.

"Master wife..."

Yun Zimu called out with a red face, and to Su Qiruo's ears, it sounded a bit coquettish.

"These are all yours, eat slowly."

Taking two fruits and stuffing them into Yunzimu's arms, Su Qiruo went to the outhouse and brought in a bamboo basket, put the red fruits in the basket and put them on the corner of the table, then grabbed a handful of plantains and walked out .

Looking at the two big and red fruits in his arms, Yun Zimu's nose suddenly felt sore.

Not only did the wife not drink or beat him, but she also brought him red fruits.

After a while, Su Qiruo came in with a bowl.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Su Qiruo said to Yun Zimu: "Zimu, I'm going to apply medicine to your wound, it will hurt a little, if you can't help but call out, it's okay."

After finishing speaking, Su Qiruo went to lift Yun Zimu's trouser legs.

Yun Zimu's body froze at first, and then he wanted to dodge, only after being comforted by Su Qiruo did he try to relax, and lowered his head with red ears.

The wife owner just wants to give him medicine, not to touch him, it doesn't matter.

Yun Zimu couldn't help comforting himself like this in his heart, and a cool touch came over him. The dark green concoction was applied to his already scabbed knees, but there was no pain as imagined.

Su Qiruo looked at the bruises on those thin white legs, and scolded the original owner again in her heart.

Not human, not human!
How did you beat them up like this?
Even if this kind of person becomes A Piao, he will have to cook to relieve his hatred.

Holding the red fruit in his arms, Yun Zimu stared blankly at Su Qiruo's movements, forgetting the pain.

After Dad passed away, no one gave him medicine like this again.

The lord doesn't like them bastards, beating and scolding them frequently, and getting injured is a common occurrence.

"Does it hurt?"

Su Qiruo carefully looked at Yun Zimu, seeing him shaking his head, she actually felt a little guilty.

Although this injury was not caused by her, it was the fault of her previous body.

"Zi Mu, I'm sorry!"

I was so sorry that the red fruit in Yunzimu's hand rolled onto the bed in shock, which made the little guy's heart soften again.

In fact, the wife-lord doesn't seem to be that bad, at least she's much better than the master.

The lord never allowed anyone to deliver medicine to him after beating him, let alone apologize to him.

"Don't blame the wife-lord, it's all my fault."

Yun Zimu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, he was beaten because he refused to serve his wife to bed, and it is not entirely his wife's fault.

but……

Thinking of what his father had told him before he was alive, Yun Zimu bit his lips tightly and didn't say any more.

Even if he did it all over again, he would still choose this way.

After the medicine was applied, Su Qiruo didn't put down Yun Zimu's rolled up trouser legs, so it would be better if she just left the wound to dry.

"I'm going to cook, you have a fruit pad first."

Thinking about killing the chicken to remove the hair, Su Qiruo asked Yun Zimu to eat some fruit first to rest his stomach.

"My wife, let me go!"

Yun Zimu was startled, struggling to get up.

How could the wife-owner do the cooking?
"You have an injury on your leg. I will cook the meals for the past few days. You just need to take good care of it."

Su Qiruo pushed Yun Zimu's struggling body back again, pulled the blanket aside to cover his stomach, picked out the red fruit that rolled onto the bed just now, and stuffed it back into Yun Zimu's hands, before he grew up. Step out.

"Gollum..."

His stomach let out a growl, and Yun Zimu quietly stretched out his hand and rubbed it twice. Looking at the red fruit in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, and then opened his mouth to take a small bite.

The sweetness of the entrance has been sweet to Yun Zimu's heart. Holding his heart, Yun Zimu only felt that it was beating so fast.

It turns out that the fruit can be so sweet!
Su Qiruo is not proficient in cooking, but it's not that she doesn't understand it at all.

Cleaned up the chicken, chopped it into large pieces and blanched it, picked up a small piece of chicken and put it in a dry pan, then put the chicken in it.

There are no seasonings, no side dishes, only a few grains of coarse salt in the salt shaker in the corner, but this is enough for Su Qiruo.

He also cleaned the picked wild vegetables, scalded them slightly with boiling water, and then put them on a plate. There was no sauce to dip them in, so Su Qiruo had no choice but to sprinkle a few grains of salt to avoid any bitter taste.

The smell of chicken gradually wafted out, Su Qiruo took out some chicken soup and put it aside, and planned to use this chicken soup to make some porridge tomorrow morning to nourish Yun Zimu's body.

Thinking of the porridge he ate at noon, Su Qiruo couldn't help but look through his rice jar.

There was only a thin layer of brown rice in the bottomed rice jar, no wonder Yun Zimu was reluctant to add a few more grains when cooking.

"Food is the most important thing for the people. Only when you are full can you have the energy to think about other things, right?"

Su Qiruo said to herself, no matter what, she will go to the mountain tomorrow.

After serving up the stewed chicken, Su Qiruo took two pairs of chopsticks and two bowls to the main room.

When he first smelled the smell of meat, Yun Zimu thought it was something wrong with his nose, the red fruit just now was enough for him to savor it for a long time.

"The meal is ready, I'll help you over there."

Su Qiruo did not put down her rolled up sleeves, when those strong hands touched Yun Zimu's arms, Yun Zimu felt his feet go limp and his whole body lost all strength.

"excuse me."

Su Qiruo offended, then bowed and hugged Yun Zimu who was still in a daze.

By the time he realized it, he had already sat on the wooden bench in the outhouse.

(End of this chapter)