Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland

Chapter 23: Living Life behind Closed Doors_1

“I’m fine.” Seeing Yun Hao’s anxious expression, Meng Yunhan gives him a brilliant smile and softly utters these words.

Yun Hao also sees that Meng Yunhan has grazed her skin a bit. He instantly places her finger in his mouth and sucks on it, spitting out the blood.

Yun Shuang and the others were taken aback by Yun Hao’s action.

“Ahao, you take Hanhan to rest in your room for a little while. We already have everything prepared for the meal, all that’s left is to stir-fry.” After all, there were three of them in the kitchen; they could manage the cooking.

“Mom, eldest sister, little sister, I’m fine; it’s just a minor cut.” She insists she doesn’t need rest for something so trivial.

“And it’s already stopped bleeding.” As Meng Yunhan spoke, she held out her hand for them to examine. Indeed, the blood had stopped. Astonishingly, the blood flow had ceased as soon as Yun Hao had sucked on the wound.

“I’m fine, you go keep my brother-in-law and my sister’s husband company.” Meng Yunhan spoke in a hushed voice, conscious of the curious gazes directed at her.

Yun Hao knew what she was referring to, that it was hard to change the situation, so he nodded lightly and left.

“Sister-in-law, my third brother treats you so well.” Yun Men teased with a joyous laugh. She felt relieved that their typically aloof third brother had finally shown some warmth, a rare occurrence indeed.

“My brother-in-law treats you well, too.” Meng Yunhan, refusing to deceive, expressed her belief that both brother-in-laws treated their wives well. Their households were pleasant, with kind parents, granting them the freedom to live out their own little lives behind their separate doors.

The women then resumed preparing their meals.

Yun Shuang and Yun Men tasted Meng Yunhan’s cooking and found it to be excellent. Even though they had made similar dishes, Meng Yunhan’s turned out better.

Seeing how hard she worked, Yun Shuang and Yun Men didn’t trouble Meng Yunhan to wash the dishes after the meal.

So Meng Yunhan went back to her room to prepare the red envelopes.

She prepared three red envelopes, one for each child, each containing one dollar.

After seeing them off, Meng Yunhan finally got to take a proper rest in her room.

When Meng Yunhan woke up, she found Yun Hao sitting next to her.

“What time is it?” Meng Yunhan felt much better this time compared to when she previously woke up. Her body seemed to have regained some energy and her legs didn’t feel as weak.

“It’s time for dinner.” Meng Yunhan was somewhat surprised. She had apparently slept for two or three hours.

“I don’t want to move.” Meng Yunhan lounged lazily on the bed. Since discovering she was in the late stages of cancer in her previous life, she had been confined to a bed. Even her business dealings were conducted from there.

She didn’t have a fond memories of beds, but now she truly didn’t want to get up.

Perhaps her current body was still recovering. The previous night had been so intense with this man that her strength hadn’t fully returned.

Yun Hao spoke tenderly, although his face remained cold, his voice carried the slightest hint of warmth, “Are your legs still sore?”

“Yun Hao, you’re going back to the army tomorrow, right?” Meng Yunhan felt a pang of reluctance at his departure.

“Yes.” Yun Hao responded indifferently.

Fortunately, Meng Yunhan was used to Yun Hao’s poker face, otherwise she would definitely have taken offense, maybe even causing a ruckus.

“The next time you come back, will it be during the New Year?” Meng Yunhan ventured to ask, her voice cautious.

“Not necessarily.” In truth, Yun Hao wanted to say: if you miss me, you can come to the army to see me, but being the ice-cold man he was, he could not bring himself to utter such words.

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