Chapter 218: My Husband Has Always Been a Gentleman

Chapter 218: My Husband Has Always Been a Gentleman

Seeing that the two were about to leave, He Zhiran hurriedly stopped them, "Fifth Brother, Fifth Sister-in-law, there's no rush for this matter. Wait until my husband returns, and I'll have him handle it."

Only when she was with Mo Jiuye would her cheating be convenient.

Fifth Brother and Fifth Sister-in-law thought that since they had enough cabbages and radishes at home to last for a while, they gladly accepted her suggestion.

...

Just after noon, Mo Jiuye returned.

He left the mule cart aside and strode back to his room.

He Zhiran felt unwell, and her peculiar way of walking had become a source of jest among her sisters-in-law, so she simply stayed in her room.

Seeing his wife still lying on the bed, Mo Jiuye thought he had really hurt her.

"Ranran, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Seeing the culprit who had caused her embarrassment, He Zhiran glared at him fiercely before turning over, facing away from him.

Mo Jiuye took off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, holding his little wife in his arms.

Dinner Ball seemed to have gotten used to the way its master and mistress interacted, tactfully crawling to the ground and going to a corner to admire itself.

"Ranran..." Mo Jiuye called out her name gently.

Feeling the familiar embrace, He Zhiran angrily turned around, pounding her small fists against his chest.

"It's all your fault; you made me the subject of ridicule by my sisters-in-law early in the morning."

Mo Jiuye didn't dodge her punches, but his brows furrowed as he asked seriously,

"Why did your sisters-in-law tease you?"

Seeing that this stubborn fool hadn't understood her words at all, He Zhiran felt even more stifled.

How could she explain something like this?

Forget it, she couldn't communicate with such a dense man.

She wasn't someone who liked to throw tantrums and wouldn't harp on one thing.

He Zhiran pushed him away and sat up straight.

"Where did you go today?"

Seeing that she wasn't really angry, Mo Jiuye let out a sigh of relief and also sat up straight.

He took out a stack of land deeds from his chest and placed them in front of He Zhiran.

"I went to the government office and transferred the land and houses."

Hearing that he had gone to the government office to handle the transfer procedures, He Zhiran first thought of paying silver to those villagers.

"Do you have any silver?"

Mo Jiuye smiled sheepishly, "I took some from the space this morning."

He Zhiran was speechless.

This guy was quite resourceful, knowing to take silver himself. He had improved, much better than the penniless person he used to be.

Mo Jiuye handled things clearly. The amount of land and houses was exactly as agreed upon with the two village heads the day before.

She stuffed the land deeds back into Mo Jiuye's hands.

"Mama is the head of the family; give these to her first. If she doesn't want to manage them, you can bring them back."

In fact, both husband and wife knew that since the exile began, Old Lady Mo had largely stopped managing affairs. The household matters, big and small, were basically left to He Zhiran, who could be said to have taken complete control.

He Zhiran did this out of respect for her elders.

Mo Jiuye smiled and put away the land deeds, planning to take He Zhiran with him to see his mother.

However, He Zhiran declined. Her way of walking would only invite more teasing from her sisters-in-law if she went out. Even if they didn't tease her, their gazes alone were enough to make her feel uncomfortable.

Mo Jiuye guessed that it might have been because he was too reckless last night, hurting his wife's body, so he didn't force her.

Just as He Zhiran had predicted, not long after Mo Jiuye left, he brought back the land deeds intact.

That was good. Keeping them in the space was safer than anything else.

On this day, He Zhiran completely slacked off. Not only did she not leave the room, but she also lay on the bed all day, doing nothing.

Finally, when evening came, Mo Jiuye eagerly urged her to enter the space together.

Seeing his wolfish gaze, He Zhiran involuntarily shivered.

This man was too vigorous; her petite physique could hardly handle it.

"T-that... Could we not tonight?"

Ceasefire...

He Zhiran found it difficult to say the rest.

Mo Jiuye naturally understood her meaning and instantly blushed.

"Ranran, I was in the wrong last night for hurting you. Today, rest assured, I promise..."

"A softer touch won't do either, I'm still in pain!" He Zhiran interrupted him.

Mo Jiuye hastily explained, "What I meant is, I promise to sleep honestly tonight."

He Zhiran...

So what he was saying was that he promised to sleep honestly tonight; she had read too much into it.

Thinking about this, her old face turned slightly red.

"A gentleman's word is as binding as a four-horse chariot, you can't go back on your words."

Mo Jiuye looked at his awkward little wife and stepped forward to place a gentle kiss on her forehead.

"Your husband has always been a gentleman."

A gentleman?

If she hadn't witnessed his ferocity last night, He Zhiran would have continued to believe so.

Now...it was hard to say.

At this moment, Dango seemed hungry as well, constantly making cooing sounds towards its master.

He Zhiran felt sorry for the little one not being able to roll around in the bamboo forest all day, so she took the big gray wolf with her and flashed into the space.

For a man who had tasted flesh, it was indeed difficult to restrain his desires.

But Mo Jiuye kept his word, facing his delicate wife, he would rather take a cold shower when his desire burned his body, fulfilling his gentlemanly promise...

After a night of recuperation, He Zhiran's body improved significantly the next day, she still left the space early in the morning with Mo Jiuye and Dango as usual.

The deed was already in hand, and the whole family had yet to check it out. Today, there was nothing special going on, so they could go over and take a look.

After breakfast, the family set off towards the foot of the mountain.

The two clan leaders personally led the way, informing them of the locations of the farmland and houses.

To say that the two of them were quite hasty in buying land and houses, they only knew the general location and dared to buy without even looking at the specifics.

In fact, this was inseparable from He Zhiran's wealth.

Moreover, the seeds produced in her space were not picky about land and climate, so they didn't need to worry about those things. What they paid more attention to was the location of the land.

As long as it wasn't scattered.

Those forty-six acres of land could only be said to be barely gathered together.

The reason it was barely gathered was that some of the land owned by the Cui family was interspersed in the middle.

To put it this way, they also had to buy the land owned by the Cui family.

Fortunately, these lands were also abandoned, presumably, the Cui family would be willing to sell them as well.

Of course, given the character of the Cui family, even if they were willing to sell, the process wouldn't be too smooth.

Regardless, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye were determined to get their hands on this piece of land.

Walking around all the land, He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye discovered that to the north of these lands was a vast expanse of wasteland that stretched as far as the eye could see.

These wastelands did not seem to be any smaller than the cultivated lands, and in some cases, they surpassed them.

Mo Jiuye asked Clan Chief Zhou, "Old man, is this all wasteland?"