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“Anyway, my wife looks good in my eyes.”

She didn’t believe it, “Didn’t you say I was so ugly before that I’d scare ghosts?”

“But now my wife is pretty enough to see people.”

She frowned, “You’re just… a scoundrel!”

Xiao Yuchuan said grievously, “I mean, now you look presentable enough to see people…”

She twitched the corner of her mouth, and indeed, she had just made herself barely presentable.

He carried her for a few laps before he ran out of energy, put her down, and leaned against her shoulder, panting tiredly, “Wife, I’ve only taken four doses of medicine, and my body has recovered quite a bit of strength, but I’m still weak all over. Just wait another day, and I’ll be better soon…”

Xiao Yishan came out of the master bedroom and saw Chuan holding his wife, a trace of jealousy rising from the bottom of his heart, “Third brother, Yue’er just came back, don’t stick to her. Didn’t you see her covered in sweat? You’ll get her too hot.”

He looked deep into her ordinary appearance, “Wife… Yue’er, is your face all better now?”

“Yes, second brother, my face is better.” Su Qingyue took a look at him, his beard on his face was cleanly shaved, revealing a resolute face. His eyebrows were thick and his eyes were sharp. Although the second brother was not handsome, he had a strong masculinity.

Unfortunately, there were clear scratches on his left cheek, and the scars were deep and horrifying, making people afraid to look at them.

He was wearing the new clothes she had bought for him, and his robust figure gave a strong oppressive feeling. His hair was neatly combed behind his head, and it was obvious that he had tidied up carefully.

“Second brother, you’ve shaved your beard.” She laughed, “You look so much more refreshing like this.”

Xiao Yishan’s dark skin blushed slightly, “As long as Yue’er likes it. This new outfit you bought for me fits perfectly.”

“I measured your old clothes, so of course, the new ones fit.” Su Qingyue looked at Xiao Qinghe, who was also wearing the new clothes she had bought, “Fourth brother looks good no matter when.”

Being praised by her, Xiao Qinghe blushed. He looked at her with clear eyes, “Qingyue, your face is better now, that’s great.”

She nodded slightly. Her ordinary appearance didn’t cause much of a stir in the Xiao Family, and on the way to the village, she met several villagers, who, although surprised that her face was better, didn’t show much curiosity about her ‘ordinary’ face.

That was the effect she wanted.

She picked up the spatula that her third brother had thrown on the ground, “Really, how could you even throw the spatula?”

“My wife’s face is better, and I’m happy.” He grinned as he scratched his head, suddenly smelling a burnt scent coming from the kitchen and rushed in, “Oh no, my food on the stove, it’s scorched!”

He took a few steps and doubled back to snatch the spatula from her. Hurriedly, he rinsed it with water and then flipped the vegetables in the pot.

Su Qingyue watched as he busied himself in front of the stove.

A touch of complexity flashed across her clear, watery gaze.

After tying the horse’s bridle to a wooden post, she held Little Bastard as she sat in the courtyard chair to enjoy the cool night.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, the dark blue night studded with stars that sparkled with a dazzling radiance.

The night wind blew, making her feel comfortable and refreshed.

She leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes to rest.

The sound of the wheelchair turning caught her attention, and she opened her eyes to see her fourth brother holding a bowl of clear water. He spoke softly, “Qingyue, have some water.”