Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Lin Mo slept soundly, his snoring so loud that dust fell from the roof beams.

First, they fought for three hundred rounds, but then Su Qingyue turned the tables and took control.

If it weren't for the powerful talent given to him by the system, he would probably already be reunited with his father and brothers downstairs.

"It's all gone, really all gone, not a single drop left..."

Lin Mo was still muttering in his dream.

……

Inside the dilapidated house.

Eight beautiful figures gathered around a creaking old wooden table, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Ten bowls of thin porridge and a small dish of pickled vegetables were laid out on the table.

This is what the Lin family eats for breakfast now.

But at this moment, no one cared about the simplicity of the food.

Apart from Su Qingyue, whose cheeks still had a blush, the other eight sisters-in-law all had huge dark circles under their eyes.

Her haggard appearance made it seem as if they had spent the entire night digging coal in the cellar.

"Sister-in-law, aren't you going to wake up your brother-in-law? The food's getting cold."

When the second sister-in-law, Qin Ruxue, spoke, the other sisters-in-law all looked at Su Qingyue.

Su Qingyue had already finished washing and dressing.

She changed into a clean, light blue cloth dress; although the material was rough, it couldn't hide her slender figure.

However, her pretty face was still flushed, and even her fair neck was tinged with a lovely pink.

Upon hearing Qin Ruxue's words, Su Qingyue's body tensed slightly, and her eyes darted away.

"He's been exhausted lately, let him get some more sleep."

Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, concealing a shyness she herself was unaware of.

These words made the atmosphere at the table even more awkward.

Qin Ruxue shrugged.

"You have to eat before you sleep, how can you recover your strength on an empty stomach?"

"Sister-in-law, you wouldn't want your brother-in-law to be bedridden all day, would you?"

Upon hearing this, several of the sisters-in-law blushed even more.

Su Qingyue, however, did not understand the implied meaning. She nodded and thought her second sister made sense.

Lin Mo didn't eat well last night, and he worked so hard all night.

Thinking of this, her heart softened, and she carried the bowl of porridge to the bedside, gently nudging Lin Mo's shoulder.

"Husband... Uncle, Uncle, wake up."

The word "husband" circled halfway around his lips, but he couldn't muster the courage and swallowed it back down.

She felt quite uncomfortable in front of her sisters.

"Uncle, get up and eat before you go back to sleep."

"Um?"

Lin Mo opened his eyes groggily and saw Su Qingyue's pretty face so close to his. He instinctively reached out to hug her.

"Why are you still calling me 'Uncle'..."

Before she could finish speaking, her waist was pinched hard.

"hiss--"

Lin Mo instantly regained consciousness and gasped in pain.

He saw Su Qingyue blushing and desperately trying to wink at him while glancing behind her.

Looking in that direction, good heavens, there were eight pairs of eyes staring straight at us from the dining table.

His eyes were full of curiosity, inquiry, and a hint of something indescribable.

Lin Mo understood instantly.

Okay, I'll cooperate with you.

He chuckled to himself, not wanting to expose Su Qingyue's little scheme. He quickly got up, tidied himself up, and sat down at the dining table.

But as soon as I sat down, I sensed that something was wrong.

Eight pairs of slightly resentful gazes fell on him simultaneously, pinning him to the spot.

Upon closer inspection, I was instantly stunned.

"What's wrong with you... Sister-in-law?"

"Why do you all have such dark circles under your eyes? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Upon hearing the words "last night," the women at the table blushed deeply with embarrassment.

They all lowered their heads, burying their faces in the bowls of thin porridge, shoveling the few grains of rice in the bowls with their spoons, refusing to look up.

The air was thick with awkwardness.

Lin Mo and Su Qingyue looked at each other, both a little confused.

Just then.

Second sister-in-law Qin Ruxue put down her chopsticks and looked at Lin Mo with the eyes of someone looking at the "culprit," quietly breaking the silence.

"How could my uncle and older sister possibly sleep well last night after making such a racket?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo almost spat out the mouthful of porridge he had just drunk.

"Cough cough cough..."

After a violent coughing fit, Lin Mo finally caught his breath.

The other sisters-in-law lowered their heads even further.

Su Qingyue's face was beyond red.

She jumped up from the stool with a "whoosh," not daring to look at the crowd, and ran out covering her face.

Lin Mo was also embarrassed.

He stood there, bowl in hand, stunned, his mind racing.

After all that... it turns out there was a live broadcast last night?!

Thinking of this, Lin Mo felt a little embarrassed and coughed awkwardly.

Explanation?

How do you explain this?

They say we are practicing a method that is beneficial to physical and mental health?

Ghost letter!

He had a sudden idea and decided to go all out, so he picked up his own bowl and also picked up Su Qingyue's bowl.

Lin Mo straightened his back, and even put on a righteous expression.

"You all eat, I'll go bring food to my wife."

That "wife" was uttered so naturally, so smoothly, so... infuriatingly.

puff--!

The second sister-in-law, Qin Ruxue, couldn't hold back the mouthful of thin porridge she had just taken a sip of when it sprayed out in a radial pattern.

The woman across the street, Sister Qi, unfortunately got sprayed with rice soup.

yard.

Su Qingyue squatted on a large wooden stump, burying her head deeply in her knees, her back view conveying the message "Leave me alone".

Lin Mo carried two rough pottery bowls over.

He put the bowl aside, sat down next to her, and nudged her gently with his elbow.

"Alright, are you really angry?"

"Hurry up and drink your porridge, it'll get cold soon."

Su Qingyue raised her head, her pretty face flushed red, her eyes filled with shame and indignation.

She reached out her slender hand and pinched Lin Mo's arm.

The force wasn't strong; it was more like a playful tantrum.

"It's all your fault! Last night..."

"Now all my sisters know, how... how am I ever going to face anyone again!"

Her voice was urgent and aggrieved, and by the end, her eyes were red.

The madness and debauchery of last night were still vivid in her mind; the experience made her feel both ashamed and nostalgic.

But the thought of her shameful voice being heard by eight pairs of ears made her wish she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Lin Mo, however, didn't take it to heart and instead brazenly turned the tables on him.

"How can you blame me? It's clearly because you, my wife, have a special talent; you shouted too loudly. Otherwise, how could they have heard you?"

"you……!"

Su Qingyue felt a lump in her throat and almost couldn't breathe.

That scoundrel! He got the benefit and then acted innocent!

But she simply couldn't refute it.

Towards the end of last night, she did indeed... find it hard to control herself.

Su Qingyue was so angry that she couldn't speak. She could only puff out her cheeks, turn her head to the side, and leave Lin Mo with the back of her head.

Seeing her angry expression, Lin Mo stopped teasing her.

He pulled Su Qingyue closer to him, his arm naturally encircling her slender waist.

The fabric feels rough to the touch, but underneath it lies an amazing softness and elasticity.

A faint, refreshing scent of soapberry wafted into his nostrils, making him feel a slight itch.

Lin Mo leaned close to her ear and softened his voice.

"Alright, alright, let's eat. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

"We are a legally married couple, it's only natural."

Lin Mo's voice was low, and his warm breath brushed against Su Qingyue's sensitive earlobe, making her tremble.

Just as Su Qingyue was about to retort, she heard Lin Mo's voice ring out again, carrying a bewitching magic.

"Besides..."

Lin Mo paused, then tightened his arms around her, encircling her entire soft body in his embrace.

"You are now my first wife, that's called getting the upper hand."

"Even if I take them all in later, they'll still be ranked after you. When they see you, won't they have to respectfully call you 'Big Sister'?"

"From now on, won't you be in charge of all the big and small matters at home?"

Lin Mo's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Su Qingyue's mind.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Mo in disbelief.

"you……"

"You really want to take all nine of us sisters into your fold!?"

Lin Mo shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact.

"Of course, how could I dare disobey my father's last wish?"