Chapter 521 - Chapter 521: Chapter 508: Carry The Blame (1/2)

Chapter 521: Chapter 508: Carry The Blame

“OK, let’s do braised cabbage.” Mrs. He felt somewhat embarrassed about her misunderstanding with Zhuang Yonghe earlier, so naturally, she decided to cook according to his preference this time.

“Let me help you kindle the fire.” Zhuang Yonghe also got up, helping Mrs. He raise the curtain.

“You have been busy all morning, take a break. I will call you when the meal is ready.” Mrs. He tried to stop him.

“Whether I’m warming myself here or in the kitchen, it doesn’t make any difference.” Zhuang Yonghe headed towards the kitchen. “And by the way, you didn’t finish your sentence earlier. You mentioned that there was something you wanted to discuss, but I didn’t understand…”

“It’s nothing much, just that I was fetching water at the tofu mill today and saw a sheep grazing on the wheat seedlings. It took me quite some time to shoo it out… I thought I’d give you a heads-up and also remind others to keep an eye on their livestock, so as to prevent any conflicts over damaged crops…” Mrs. He stuttered as she made up a lie.

Despite this, she couldn’t help but sigh.

Even though Zhuang Yonghe had asked about her concern, she still had not fully expressed her thoughts.

“Really?” Seeing his wife’s blushing face, Zhuang Yonghe found it hard to believe her.

“Of course, why would I lie? If there were really something, wouldn’t I tell you?” Mrs. He lowered her head and dug out a cabbage from the cellar. “Ok, hurry, get the tofu that we fried yesterday, cut it into pieces, and braise it with this cabbage and some pork. Mingliang loves this dish.”

Zhuang Yonghe sighed and went to fetch the tofu.

Seeing Mrs. He’s earlier hesitation and her blushing face, he recalled her story about fetching water at the tofu mill and chasing the sheep out of the wheat field…

Upon closer observation, Mrs. He’s eyes seemed a bit red, as if she had been crying.

Could it be that she was initially suspicious because of the rumors outside, and then happened to see the widow Liu leaving the village in the morning, so she wanted to question him?

That was a close call…

Zhuang Yonghe patted his chest, feeling a sense of relief.

It was good that after thinking for so long, he felt that he should clarify things with Mrs. He regarding this matter. If he had continued to hide it and waited for Mrs. He to ask, no matter what he said then, he feared that she would not trust him.

If it had come to that, life at home would be unbearable.

It seemed that maintaining a marriage required honesty, and everything should be discussed openly. This way, there would be less to worry about.

No matter what outsiders say, as long as a couple stays united, what is there to fear?

With these thoughts, Zhuang Yonghe couldn’t help but smile. He took the fried tofu, and continued to help Mrs. He prepare the meal.

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After Zhuang Qingning returned home, she had a hot flatbread that she made in the morning, along with a bowl of hot and sour rice noodles.

After finishing her meal, she began her arduous task — sewing shoe soles.

After studying for a while, Zhuang Qingning finally found a suitable position for her thimble. She held the thick needle threaded with hemp rope, took a deep breath, and strongly punctured the thick soles of the shoes.

The needle went in more smoothly than she had anticipated, and pulling it out was also effortless.

Zhuang Qingning sighed with relief after completing the first stitch, and she couldn’t help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Sewing the soles turned out to be much smoother than expected.