Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

In Lu Luozhi's mind, there was absolutely no problem if Ying Yuchuan didn't help her.

She wouldn't complain about anything, nor would she say anything to him.

After all, their relationship wasn't close enough for him to speak up for her.

She's gotten used to managing everything on her own over the years.

Sometimes, no matter how bitter, tiring, or difficult it is, you can get through it by gritting your teeth.

Therefore, she is not used to asking others for help, nor is she willing to owe anyone any favors.

Just like now, she would rather drag her injured leg and slowly make her way back to her room than ask anyone for help.

I remember during her junior year of college, she got her period and also had a bad cold and fever. She dragged her sick body to finish her part-time job before she finally went to the community hospital for a fever-reducing injection, feeling half dead.

It wasn't that she didn't want to ask for help, but rather that she had no one to ask.

She was all alone.

Who would have thought that he would so openly acknowledge her identity as his wife in front of others?

He was Ying Yuchuan's wife.

When he spoke those words of defense, Lu Luozhi was truly shocked.

He could have easily kept it a secret, couldn't he?

That girl is so beautiful and comes from a noble family. She is the granddaughter-in-law his grandparents wanted, not this girl from the countryside, whose marriage was arranged verbally twenty years ago.

Why are you looking at me like that?

She stared intently, her gaze direct yet filled with a puzzled confusion; how could Ying Yuchuan not notice?

In a short while, he carried her back to the courtyard where they lived.

Lu Luozhi smiled and said, "You're very handsome."

This was her heartfelt praise.

Ying Yuchuan's lips curled up slightly.

I felt a sense of pleasure after being praised by her.

Lu Luozhi seemed a little dazed.

Is he... laughing?

Upon entering the room, he gently placed her on the bed.

"You should stay in bed for the next couple of days and avoid moving around too much, so as not to aggravate your knee injury."

He adjusted her pillows so she could sit against the headboard, then bent down to carefully examine the wound on her knee.

The snow-white gauze was stained with streaks of red blood, which made him frown in displeasure.

He then grabbed both of her hands.

The wound on my hand is okay; it's not bleeding anymore.

"Sister, my dearest sister..."

The sound of ghosts howling as the deer cried out came from afar.

The sound of footsteps rushing in drew Ying Yuchuan and Lu Luozhi's gazes toward the doorway.

The tall, slender figure emerged as the deer cried out.

He looked anxious.

As soon as he got home, he heard from Lao Ye that his older sister was injured. He was so scared that his nose almost disappeared, and he rushed over immediately.

He rushed into the room and went to the bedside, where he saw his sister's right leg wrapped in gauze.

There are also two severely damaged wounds on both hands.

His eyes immediately welled up with tears. "Sis, what happened to you? How did you get so badly injured? You only said you were going to do a part-time job delivering food, how did it turn out like this?"

He wanted to touch her, but he didn't dare, afraid that his roughness would worsen her wound.

This wound looks painful.

"Waaah... Sister..."

In the end, he couldn't hold back and burst into tears while hugging his beloved older sister.

"I'll go work and support you. You shouldn't go work; it's not worth it. Look at the state you've become..."

Don't let Huang Maozi's carefree attitude fool you; his greatest love is his sister.

If anything happens to her, he feels even worse than she does, wishing he could take the pain himself instead.

Lu Luozhi raised both hands high to avoid him touching the wounds on her hands.

She was speechless at the sight of the blond-haired boy. "What are you crying for? I'm not dead. Stop wailing."

She then looked at Ying Yuchuan beside her, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I'm sorry, he's just like that, a little neurotic, he'll be fine in a bit."

Ying Yuchuan remained expressionless, clearly displeased with what the blond-haired youth was saying.

Why did you tell him to go work to support his sister?

When he died?

He grabbed the collar of his school uniform and forcibly pulled the crying blond boy away from his wife.

This scene displeased him somewhat.

"Don't hurt her. Also, your sister doesn't need you to work to support her. Don't treat me like I don't exist as her brother-in-law."

Lu Mingshi then noticed that he was also there.

She wiped away her tears and blurted out, "What are you doing here?"