My wife is an invincible female ghost.

...Now he has to make arrangements for his funeral.

"How much savings do we have left?" Chu Shan's expression became even more serious upon hearing this.

He was terrified.

But since it has already happened, there's no use in trying to avoid it, and there's no use in being afraid.

As the head of the household, he couldn't afford to be afraid in front of his wife.

He knew his wife had always been introverted and timid, so he had to be a pillar of support for Feng Wan.

He needs to stay calm and rational.

He wanted to use these last three days to arrange a way out for everyone.

Feng Wan has always been in charge of managing the family's finances.

She was introverted and didn't like interacting with people. She rarely went out except to buy groceries. Naturally, she never went to work after getting married.

But she was very frugal.

Chu Shan gives 4,500 yuan to his family every month, and she can save 3,000 yuan for him every month.

At that time, his monthly internship salary was only three thousand.

Chu Shan's salary has been steadily increasing since his internship.

A while ago, his supervisor said he would give him another raise.

He remembered that when he asked her last Chinese New Year, Feng Wan told him that they had saved 20,000 yuan.

The wind and snow were still blowing, and they huddled together in their warm blankets, planning for the future.

At this rate, they should be able to save up a down payment to buy a house in a small county town in a few years. Once they have a house and some savings, they can have children without worry.

He found a job nearby, and Feng Wan stayed home to take care of the family. That was a good arrangement.

The future is so bright, and happiness is within reach.

Feng Wan was also stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she quickly opened her Alipay account to show Chu Shan her balance.

She doesn't know anything about financial management, so her money has been sitting quietly in Yu'ebao (Alipay's money market fund) without being touched. She only spends cash each month.

Balance: 66154.

I was shocked by this number.

Chu Shan was taken aback, feeling both touched and gratified. He blinked: "So many?"

Feng Wan said, "It's because my husband is good at making money."

...It's nothing special. Chu Shan blushed slightly; he only earned five thousand yuan a month.

Oh, I forgot to mention.

Feng Wan has always had the habit of buying lottery tickets, and she has always been very lucky.

On bad days, they might contribute twenty yuan, enough for breakfast that day. On lucky days, they might contribute a thousand yuan, enough for a month's food expenses.

Then Feng Wan would smile and say to him—if she were unlucky, how could she have met him?

Routine compliments.

I blush easily.

Two years into their marriage, Feng Wan still addressed him in a very old-fashioned way. He tried to correct her a few times, but couldn't, so he eventually just let her be.

He wondered if that was just the custom in Feng Wan's area.

The economy and even the terminology used are severely out of touch with modern society. Aren't many mountainous areas at this level of development?

It's impossible that an ancient person fell from the sky and happened to be picked up by him.

He had seen Feng Wan's identification documents; they were complete.

It said there was an old locust tree on it. Feng Wan said that her village got its name from an old locust tree.

It's such a pity. At their pace, they should have been able to plan to buy a house next year.

Chu Shan sighed inwardly.

Of course, he has no time to wallow in sentimentality right now.

The things that led to being involved in forbidden games... are very heavy.

Chu Shan said, "If I haven't returned in ten days..."

Feng Wan quickly replied, "After my husband leaves, I will definitely take good care of my parents-in-law and treat them as my own parents!"

"..." Chu Shan choked, raising his eyes to look at Feng Wan with a hesitant expression.

No. He hasn't left yet!

Don't rush to send him away! At least try to persuade him to stay!

That's the downside of Feng Wan.

Sometimes her words can be a bit harsh, but not in a blunt, direct way; rather, they can be like a knife that suddenly stabs you in the heart.

But Chu Shan knew Feng Wan's personality.

He knew she was just being honest, so she didn't understand the art of conversation or the subtle nuances of communication.

He pursed his lips and continued, "...Just transfer 40,000 to my parents, and keep the rest for yourself."

He thought for a moment, then said it with great difficulty.

"Start looking for a job tomorrow. Don't worry about the low pay. As long as you're hardworking and willing to endure hardship, and if you're frugal, you'll be able to support yourself..."

Sigh, I can't continue.

It's also his fault; he should have trained her more during the years they've been married.

Immediately, Feng Wan's beautiful eyes filled with tears. She stared in horror, tears welling up in her eyes, as if she were about to burst into tears at any moment.

"Don't you want me anymore, my husband? I can eat a little less."

Chu Shan was startled and immediately hugged Feng Wan and comforted her.

He was sad, he was grieving.

Don't cry, don't cry.

"I might not even make it back alive. If I'm gone, you'll have to find a way to support yourself."

Oh, Feng Wan thought for a moment before realizing that the "walk" Chu Shan was referring to was actually that kind of "walk".

That being said, she has actually been gone for many years.

Feng Wan immediately replied:

"We are of the same blood. Now that my husband is dead, Feng Wan will surely die for him!"

That was a very powerful statement!

My love, I have come to die for you.

"Foolish!" Chu Shan was both shocked and furious. He pulled Feng Wan out of his arms and stared intently at her. "How could you have such a thought?"

"Is something wrong?" Feng Wan tilted her head slightly towards him.

Chu Shan: "..."

He certainly didn't have the concept of having Feng Wan keep his chastity, let alone asking her to commit suicide.

She is still young, and her life is still so long and beautiful.

...Although she might get caught up in forbidden games in the future, one shouldn't worry or be anxious about the future.

Feng Wan has a history of jumping into rivers, and he was genuinely afraid that after he left, this silly girl would go and find a big river to jump into again.

But he left behind nothing that Feng Wan would cherish for the rest of her life.

Chu Shan felt a surge of anger, as if she were so angry that she could taste blood in her throat.

"...Don't die," Chu Shan said. He was almost numb.

"No, I want to die." Feng Wan clenched her fist.

"..." Chu Shan stared at her blankly for a while, his gaze somewhat vacant. He said, "If you die, what will happen to my parents? Can you bear to let them lose their son and then their daughter?"

Feng Wan continued, "Then I'll die after I send my parents-in-law away."

Chu Shan: "…………"

Does one really have to die?

or……

Feng Wan looked at him tentatively and said, "How about you leave me a child, my husband? I will raise the child well and watch him get married and have children."

Yes, Feng Wan is a very traditional woman.

It's too traditional, almost too traditional.

She clenched her fist at him, looking quite determined.

She patted her chest and said, "Women are inherently weak, but mothers are strong. I will work hard to find a job after I have a child."

"..." Chu Shan continued to stare at Feng Wan silently for a while—seemingly weighing who was more pitiful, a woman who committed suicide for love or a child who died at birth.

After thinking about it, I think I should stick with the former.

And there's no guarantee they'll be able to have a child. Just consider it a way of comforting her...

So Chu Shan picked her up and carried her straight to the bed.

The two of them crashed heavily onto the bed, the thin blanket rolling up in and out. He was very forceful, as if he wanted to vent all his anger and grievances on her.

The faint sound of two people talking could be heard coming from the room.

"You're just hoping I die soon."

"How dare I..." Feng Wan tilted her head back and took a deep or shallow breath.

I feel waves of pain in my chest every now and then.

She pleaded, "Please spare me. Be gentle..."