"The only thing I can give you now is an empty shell because our family has no wealth.""From now on, our family will be run by you. We'll all listen to you. If we make money, we'll hand it over to you...Fang Jinshui rolled up her sleeves and said, "I'll help you."

She picked up the branches she had cut from the tree of honor and piled them aside. She also gathered the hay into little balls, ready to carry them all in one lump into the kitchen later.

Seeing her slender arms struggling to carry a bundle of firewood, he immediately turned around and took it from her.

"Here, let me handle this."

Fang Jinxiu looked at him in surprise. The Zong family's meals had improved a lot these days, having eaten two good meals in a row, her body also felt more energetic.

It's not like I can't even handle something this simple.

She was still thinking about training this original body, after all, it would be hers to use in the future.

Fang Jinxiu doesn't pursue a skeletal beauty, she must keep herself healthy and have some flesh on her body, which is the most suitable state for women.

He wouldn't look down on her, would he

I'm not going to live off your charity. You all have work to do, and I have to do mine too.

"The vegetable patch needs tending too, doesn't it We could do it together and get it done faster, right"

After finishing her words, she continued to gather firewood. Zong Yu stood there, stunned for a moment.

This wife of his, she's really different from other girls in every way.

Other girls would rather marry into a family and do nothing, just eat what's ready-made and drink what's already there. They want to do some light housework and ideally control the family finances too.

Fang Jinshu, after making money, would proactively give it to him, using it to treat his mother's illness. She never shied away from work either, always acting as if this were her own home.

Zong Yu's slight unease in her heart dissipated a little; perhaps she wouldn't leave at all.

He didn't speak, but he took a step closer to Fang Jinshi, no longer ignoring her as he had at first.

Gradually, Fang Jinshu discovered that the good work she had done in her hands was being taken away by Zong Yu.

He was very nimble, and in no time all the firewood on the ground was bundled into neat piles. He carried two bundles at a time, moving four bundles to the kitchen at once.

Fang Jinshi was helping to move some firewood when Zong Yu shoved a clump of dry grass into her arms.

There was still a bit of awkwardness in their conversation. "You move that,"

Looking at Zong Yu's back, she shook her head and smiled wryly in her heart. If you disregarded his background, Zong Yu was truly a good man among men.

Being born into that family wasn't really useful to her, nor did she value it.

Fang Jinshu's heart naturally flashed a thought: If Zong Yu could always be so consistent towards her in the future, being his wife for life wouldn't be bad.

As soon as this thought came to her, she felt that the whole night's feeling of being stuck had improved quite a bit.

He followed Zongyu's footsteps, nimbly carrying the hay.

After a morning's worth of work, without a single word of explanation, the atmosphere had inexplicably improved.

When Zong Bo came to call them for breakfast, the two of them had already thoroughly cleaned up the vegetable patch.

The vegetable patch was about the same size as the main house of her ancestral home, and the seeds she had bought were more than enough.

Zongyu noticed his daughter-in-law's flushed cheeks from working too hard, and he couldn't miss the dark circles under her eyes. His tone was filled with concern.

"After breakfast, I have to go to Uncle Wang's house and take them up the mountain to dig a water channel."

The vegetable patch still needs to be turned over and watered. Since there isn't enough water at home, I'll put these tasks aside for now and do them when I get back this evening.

"Let Zong Bai do the plowing. After you finish breakfast, go back to the house and have a good sleep."

At the dinner table, Mu Shi could already walk on her own. These two days, she had been listless because of Zong Yu Lian's affair and stayed in the house sorting out the scraps that Fang Jin Xiu bought back.

She actually sewed two new bedsheets out of these scraps of fabric. The different colored fabrics were pieced together, Mu's aesthetic sense is pretty good, I have to say, they look quite nice.

As soon as she sat down at the table, she heard her eldest son's words and finally felt a bit comforted.

Thankfully, Zongyu and Jinshu's relationship is progressing well, and things at home aren't entirely terrible.

But Mu's mood remained low.how a look of gritted teeth and utter hatred for the other party.Alas, her grievance with Zong Yu Lian was not deep enough, nor had it reached that level.Even if the words became unpleasant, spoken re...