Chương 6: The Wife Is Fierce
Biên tập viên: Larbre Studio
Ye Ling heard Liu Duo calling for him and rushed out quickly. "What's wrong, Liu Duo? What's happened with Mo?"
Ye Ling looked at Liu Duo, and looked again at Ye Mo who was not far away. He could not figure out what happened between the two of them!
"Nothing. Ling, can you help me draw some water? I can't do it," Liu Duo gazed at gentle Ye Ling, who was becoming easier on the eyes the longer she looked.
"Sure. Call me next time you need it done. I'll help you."
"Alright. Thank you, Ling."
Ye Mo observed the friendly interaction between the two and let out a snort as he walked towards the kitchen.
Liu Duo washed her cloth and let it hang dry on the rope to the side. She would wait for it to dry before sewing some charcoal into it.
Night came soon enough. Households prepared dinner and waited for family members to come home for food after a busy day at work.
Liu Duo, Ye Mo, and Ye Ling sat by their table and dug in. Each of them had one bowlful of paste, one plate of fermented vegetables, and one plate of white cabbage. The vegetables were boiled, and not even a little oil could be seen.
Liu Duo thought, paste again! They were truly poor! She made a note to earn more money in the future, to strive for prosperity!
As Ye Ling and Ye Mo gobbled up their food, Liu Duo held her bowl and ate slowly. She took a bite of the cabbage, her eyes furrowed as she swallowed it.
Ye Mo had been watching her, as he too furrowed his straight, handsome brows, and slammed his chopsticks on the table, "Don't eat it then, if it tastes so bad! I didn't see you eating anything nearly as good back at your old place!"
Ye Ling and Liu Duo were both shocked by Ye Mo's sudden act of madness.
He can't really be mental, can he? Liu Duo furrowed her brows.
She put her bowl and chopsticks down, and faced Ye Mo, "You're sick, aren't you? If so, go see a doctor. Don't go scaring people like a mad dog!"
"Yes, I find it hard to swallow, so what? I'll eat if I want to, unless I don't. Who are you to order me?"
"What does it have to do with you whether I ate well or not at my old home? If you don't like it then send me back! It's not like I begged you to buy me! Ridiculous!"
"You want to go crazy? Do it on your own! Ling and I have no time to bother with you! Going off like that would have given others a heart attack if they hadn't had one already!" Don't mess with me, and I won't mess with you. This had always been Liu Duo's motto!
As all the words flowed out from Liu Duo's mouth, Ye Ling could not help but think, the wife is so scary.
Ye Mo thought, sharp-tongued woman, how dare she talks back to me like that! "You..."
"Me what? Don't speak at all, if all you can do is stutter. It's embarrassing!" Nothing good would come out from anyone who dared to mess with her!
Ye Mo's anger turned into appetite. He finished his food in several mouthfuls, tossed his chopsticks and bowl, and left for the kitchen.
"Pffft..." Liu Duo rolled her eyes, giving no regard.
"My dear wife, please don't be mad. my brother is really a good man, with a slightly bad temper," Ye Ling advised. He did not want estrangement to appear between them.
As she listened to his gentle words, Liu Duo smiled. He's the better one, so handsome and kind.
"Let's not talk about him, the food's getting cold." As she spoke, Liu Duo took some cabbage and placed it into Ye Ling's bowl.
Ye Ling gazed at the vegetables in his bowl. The wife was not that fierce. In fact, she was great. He ate happily.
After dinner, Liu Duo helped Ye Ling clean up the dishes and the table. She did what she could to prevent the mad man from messing with her again.
Liu Duo did not want to be spooked by Ye Mo every other day. Her heart could not take it! The best way to deal with people who had nothing better to do was to stay far away from them.
Although they would have to see each other again, one way or another, she just did not want to bother with him. After all, she did not like quarreling!
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