Free Web NovelChapter 72: Chapter 72: Wife, Happy New Year
Fu Mingxue couldn’t help but shrink back at the yelling.
"Mom, stop yelling! I was just thinking that with your son-in-law here, we should feed him well. Look how skinny he is—"
Qin Wenhao, who was pushing open the gate and walking into the courtyard just then, happened to hear her words. He couldn’t help but look over at his little wife.
Fu Mingxue heard the gate open and instinctively looked over.
Her eyes met Qin Wenhao’s.
Fu Mingxue: ...?
’What a coincidence. How much did he hear?’
’Judging by his deep, dark eyes... it was an unwelcome certainty. He must have heard every word.’
She gave an awkward, sheepish laugh and quickly averted her gaze.
Mrs. Fu also saw her son-in-law was back.
She couldn’t very well keep yelling at her daughter now.
"Wenhao, you’re back."
Then her gaze fell to his hands, and she saw that, to her surprise, he was also carrying a chicken.
"Wenhao, why did you buy one of these too?"
Qin Wenhao walked up calmly. "Mingxue is a little thin. I bought a chicken to help build her up. After all—studying is mentally taxing."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
Mrs. Fu immediately beamed. "Oh, Wenhao, you’re right. Her brain isn’t very—I mean, her studies are certainly taxing. Look at you two. You’re thinking of her, and she’s thinking of you. This is just how a young couple should be."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
Qin Wenhao: ...
He glanced over at his little wife and saw her stunned expression. The corners of his lips curled up slightly.
He quickly looked away. "Mom, I’ll go slaughter it."
"Alright," Mrs. Fu quickly added. "Just one will be enough."
’We won’t even be able to finish one.’
’They can take the other one to Beijing City later.’
"What are you standing there in a daze for? Hurry up and put this chicken in the coop, then go help boil some water."
Fu Mingxue: ...?
’She felt that ever since Qin Wenhao had been staying with them, he’d become her mother’s real child.’
「It was New Year’s Eve.」
Mrs. Fu didn’t just cook a lot of dishes; she also made dumplings.
A table piled high with food—it was the most lavish New Year the mother and daughter had ever celebrated.
Mrs. Fu placed a large chicken drumstick in Qin Wenhao’s bowl. "Wenhao, here, eat up. You worked hard today."
"Mom, I can get food myself. You should eat, too. You’re the one who worked the hardest today."
Qin Wenhao had a cold and distant look, but his words were anything but.
His words made Mrs. Fu very happy.
The three of them cleaned up together after dinner, then stayed up until midnight to welcome the new year.
For Qin Wenhao, it was actually his first time staying up to welcome the new year, and the experience felt surprisingly novel.
As they were heading back to their rooms, Qin Wenhao called out to Fu Mingxue.
"Honey—"
The way he said "Honey" gave Fu Mingxue goosebumps.
"W-what is it?"
"For you. Happy New Year!" Qin Wenhao handed her a red packet.
Fu Mingxue took it, stunned.
Before she could open it, Qin Wenhao had already gone into his room.
Fu Mingxue squeezed the red packet. It was quite thick.
’Good heavens, did he just give me lucky money?’
She hurried back to her room and excitedly opened the red packet—to her surprise, it contained two hundred yuan.
Clutching the money, she was filled with complicated feelings.
On the first day of the New Year, Fu Mingxue was the last one in the house to wake up.
When she got up, she didn’t see her mother.
She only saw Qin Wenhao sweeping the floor.
Thinking about the lucky money he’d given her last night, she beamed. "Hubby, good morning!"
That one word was enough to make Qin Wenhao freeze in place.
He almost dropped the broom.
By the time he looked over at the instigator, she had already dropped her bombshell and run, leaving him with only the sight of her retreating back.
Qin Wenhao’s eyes darkened—
