Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 1631: Chapter 1628 Situation

After the small potatoes were stewed, they had a slightly sandy texture, which was quite nice.

Once coated with the broth, even the inside was infused with flavor.

The chicken was very tender, evidently made with young chicken; it wasn’t tough, with a smooth and tender bite, the texture was excellent, and the chicken skin was stewed to a soft and glutinous state.

The broth had a bit of a spicy kick, which suited her taste perfectly. Apart from potatoes, mushrooms were added as ingredients, making the broth-soaked rice, combined with chicken and vegetables, very filling with a big bite.

The meal took two quarters of an hour.

Chun Xing had already changed Nuanbao’s diaper and pants, leaving him clean and tidy, lying on the small bed asleep, covered with a small quilt, only exposing his chubby little face.

“Lady, isn’t the lunch too little?”

Apart from this bowl of food, there was only a plate of pickles and nothing else. In a typically better-off household, this would be considered a meager meal. Chun Xing had thought more than once that her lady was too frugal, constantly insisting on minimal cooking to avoid waste.

Because the Chu family’s main kitchen rarely wasted food, if there ever were leftovers, they would be completely divided up within that day.

“Not at all, I don’t have much of an appetite today, can’t eat much, this is just right. When I have a good appetite someday, the dishes won’t be lacking.” Ye Muyu smiled, not bothered by these details at all.

Chun Xing acknowledged with an “Oh” and was then sent off by Ye Muyu to have her meal. She had spent all her time coaxing Nuanbao and hadn’t had her lunch yet.

In the afternoon.

Ye Muyu brewed a pot of tea, sipping it slowly, without plans for a nap, continuing to leisurely read books about the Southern Border.

Around evening.

Tang Dongfeng came to visit.

Ye Muyu shifted her gaze and directly had Su Mei and a few maidservants bring over a screen. When Tang Dongfeng entered, the prepared seating was already ready.

“Lady, Happy New Year.” Tang Dongfeng’s voice carried little fatigue, remaining as confident and optimistic as ever.

Ye Muyu put down the book in her hand, became a bit more spirited: “Didn’t you just arrive? Originally, you said you’d be here before the fifteenth, but it passed and still no news. I sent someone to inquire about you and only then found out you entered the city last night.”

“By the way, how is Du Heng?” Ye Muyu asked with concern.

Tang Dongfeng let out a chuckle: “Manager Du went straight to the shop after entering the city, claiming to be checking the accounts. In reality, he fell off the carriage midway, got slightly injured, and unfortunately hit his face, causing swelling. He feels embarrassed and wants to wait until he’s healed before going out.”

“Injured his face? Is it serious? I heard you had an accident with the carriage on the road, was anyone else hurt?”

Seeing Ye Muyu speak with urgency, Tang Dongfeng quickly restrained his laughter, getting serious, “Oh lady, it’s really nothing serious. Manager Du only has abrasions; we saw a doctor along the way. It’s just that the injury affects his appearance, making him hesitant to go out.”

“That’s good to hear. Was this really an accident or…?” Ye Muyu was familiar with Tang Dongfeng, knowing if it were serious, he wouldn’t take it so lightly. Both were smart people, understanding each other easily without complicated words.

Tang Dongfeng pondered, “It should be an accident. I was worried at first that someone tampered with it secretly. Such hidden enemies are the scariest, so after the incident, I thoroughly investigated, leaving no corner unturned. It turned out I was overthinking it, nobody sabotaged it, and the wheel’s damage was new, as if it broke all of a sudden.”

Although it felt like a habitual conspiracy theory.