After transmigrating into the book, the prime minister always wants to farm with me.

Chapter 77 My Wife is Right
"Where does my wife want me to go?" Pei Yuanjun asked with a hint of resentment.

"Your legs are your own, you can go wherever you want," Qi Yunran said nonchalantly. She was a rich woman now.

Once she finishes building the house, she'll definitely take Xiao Jingxuan to town for a big meal.

"My lady, are you trying to send me away?" Pei Yuanjun's eyes were deep and unfathomable, her expression as if she were about to destroy the world.

Qi Yunran was startled by his gaze. How could he have such a terrifying look in his eyes?

After she rubbed her eyes and looked into his eyes again, she saw only grievance in them.

Dazzled?
After thinking for a moment, he took out thirty taels from the cloth bag at his waist and handed it to him: "This is for your men's errand fee."

Pei Yuanjun's aggrieved gaze paused for a moment: "What about mine?"

"Yours? Isn't that mine? We're husband and wife now, so what difference does it make who gets the money?"

Pei Yuanjun stared at Qi Yunran for a long time, so long that Qi Yunran thought she was going to be stared at until she turned into a stone statue.

Pei Yuanjun chuckled softly, "My wife is right!"

Actually, Qi Yunran was a little guilty, after all, Pei Yuanjun had helped her so much.

But Pei Yuanjun is the current prime minister, what can't he have?
Why did you steal her money?

Isn't she planning for Xiao Jingxuan and her future?
"Oh, right. When you hand the silver to your subordinate, ask him when the bricklayer will arrive?"

Pei Yuanjun silently put the silver into his purse; it was a gift from his wife.

His wife has given him eighty taels of silver since he came back.

Shi An secretly shed tears, "My money is gone!"

The young master has not only become childish, but also shameless.

His thirty taels of hard-earned money for the trip cost him dearly; his heart was bleeding.

When Qi Yunran saw him put the silver away, she assumed that he was preparing to give it to his subordinates privately.

"The bricklayer is busy with other people's houses these days, so he'll probably have to wait a while."

"Then what should I do? I can't just build it myself, can I?"

Suddenly, Qi Yunran's eyes lit up. It seemed she really knew how to fire bricks and tiles. The house she used to live in with her master was made by firing bricks and tiles together.

Without hesitation, he put the cloth bag from his waist into a safe place.

Then, using Pei Yuanjun's brush and paper, he drew a wooden template for making bricks, as well as the tools needed for making tiles.

He immediately took action, ordering Pei Yuanjun around without any hesitation: "Pei Yuanjun, let's go to the back mountain to cut down trees!"

When Pei Yuanjun sees that she wants to shift the blame onto him, she calls him "husband" to his face, but in private, she calls him by his full name. His little wife doesn't seem to care about him at all! What to do? So worrying!

Seeing her high spirits, I couldn't bear to dampen her enthusiasm. But I still said, "It's getting dark. Even if you cut down the tree, you might not be able to get it back. Why don't you go again tomorrow?"

Qi Yunran originally wanted to say she wasn't afraid, because she had a third eye and there was no difference between night and day.

But when the words reached his lips, he remembered his current position and swallowed them back.

At this moment, Pei Yuanjun suddenly spoke up, sounding aggrieved: "Wife, we've been walking all day. We haven't had lunch yet. It's getting dark now, shouldn't you cook dinner first?"

Qi Yunran immediately felt a little hungry as well.

The main reason was that she made money today, and in her excitement, she forgot about eating.

However, Pei Yuanjun, the prime minister of the country, was not pretentious at all, and waited until he was so hungry that he could no longer bear it before speaking.

A sudden pang of guilt struck me: "I'll make it right away. What would you like to eat?"

Pei Yuanjun's eyes lit up: "I want to eat the dumplings my wife makes."

Qi Yunran's face fell. Making dumplings requires chopping the filling, rolling out the wrappers, and wrapping them, which takes a lot of time.

She'll probably starve to death by the time she finishes making it.

Seeing Qi Yunran's face fall, Pei Yuanjun immediately said in a wronged tone, "If my wife doesn't want to do it, then forget it."

The disappointed tone only added to the sadness.

"I really owe you one. Come over and help me wash the vegetables and chop the filling, while you roll out the dough."

"Yes, my wife! I'm coming right now."

(End of this chapter)