The evil female in the space can heal, and five beast husbands risk their lives to protect her.

Chapter 10 The Wife Can Continue
Soon everyone stuffed a bunch of things in and left in a flash, afraid that Qiao Suluo would bring up the things they had said before.

Qiao Suluo looked at these things. Although there weren't many items, they all represented everyone's good intentions.

Moreover, she knew that their cat village was located in a remote area, and everyone was quite poor, often not having enough to eat. It was already very kind of them to be able to offer these things.

She didn't expect that just teaching her first aid techniques would be something many people might not need, and yet everyone was so genuinely grateful to her.

At that moment, she felt a long-lost warmth, making her feel no longer a stranger to the world.

She felt warmed by the kindness, "This place is actually quite nice."

The system said, "Of course. The people here are simple and honest, and they are sincere and warm-hearted. There is no scheming or backstabbing. The host will definitely like this place in the future."

Qiao Suluo looked at the things placed at the door and smiled.

"I was wondering what to have for dinner. We can't just eat konjac all the time. Now dinner is sorted out."

Just then, Que Hongjin returned carrying the firewood she had chopped.

After finishing his work in the afternoon, he went up the mountain to chop firewood, otherwise the family would not have enough firewood.

Although his shoulder blades hurt when he worked because of his broken wing, he became numb to the pain over time and could endure it.

When he returned, he happened to see Qiao Suluo's bright smile, which seemed to be filled with sunshine and tinted the surrounding shadows with a warm color.

It was as if her smile brightened the whole world, reminding people of a rainbow after the rain, and making the wet grass come alive again.

She had never smiled like that before, and her eyes were so clear they seemed to hold a pool of blue water.

Qiao Suluo seemed to sense something, looked up, and immediately saw Que Hongjin holding a sickle and carrying firewood at the door. She was suddenly stunned.

She paused slightly, not because she was surprised, but because she felt that carrying firewood seemed incongruous with Que Hongjin's beautiful appearance and gentle temperament.

I felt that he should be a young master from a noble family, and shouldn't be doing such simple and rough work.

It is said that he was once the most honored heir of the Peacock family, growing up in a luxurious environment and receiving education with preferential treatment from the family.

It's quite poignant to see someone working here with a frail body and still not having enough to eat.

I don't know if he felt resentful or unbalanced.

Que Hongjin looked at Qiao Suluo and naturally noticed the change in her eyes.

Her eyes were so bright and expressive that they seemed to speak volumes, making it easy for anyone to understand what she was thinking.

Tsk, he doesn't need pity or sympathy.

Qiao Suluo felt that the silence between the two of them was a bit awkward, so she spoke first to break the silence: "These are things that everyone in the village brought."

"So dinner is settled."

"Mixed grain noodles and scallions can be used to make scallion pancakes, and coarse rice can be cooked and used with eggs and scallions to make fried rice..."

It's great to have these ingredients; we can finally have a full meal.

Que Hongjin's gentle expression shifted slightly; she could describe a way to make each and every item.

He seems to have an excellent understanding of food.

What is her origin?
Qiao Suluo brought the things into the house, and Que Hongjin helped after putting down the firewood.

The door to Bai Qianluo's room was ajar. Qiao Suluo guessed that he was probably sleeping inside; the cold medicine she gave him usually made him sleep for a long time.

As it was getting dark, Qiao Suluo didn't bother making any more plush toys and instead started making dinner.

She first washed the rice and put it in the pot, while Que Hongjin took the initiative to bring hay and firewood into the kitchen to help start the fire.

Qiao Suluo quickly picked out the dried mugwort, "Don't use this as firewood, I have a use for it."

Que Hongjin didn't ask her what she was going to use them for, but automatically picked out the mugwort and put it aside. He picked up some dry grass again and said, "Then we'll use these to start a fire."

Qiao Suluo was about to nod, but then she suddenly noticed a few rushes among the hay.

"Is this rush?"

Qiao Suluo took a closer look and confirmed that it was indeed rush. "Where did you get this?" Que Hongjin asked, seeing Qiao Suluo's excited expression. "It's some grass that I cut from the riverbank."

I casually cut some and dried it, intending to use it as kindling.

Juncus effusus, that's quite a peculiar name.

She always seems to know things that others don't.

After a pause, Que Hongjin added, "There are many along the riverbank in the valley."

Qiao Suluo's eyes brightened. "Then you start the fire first, and I'll go cut some grass."

Tonight, we'll weave some more straw crafts using rush pith; we can sell them at the county market tomorrow.

Most of the items here are made of bamboo, or some are woven from rush pith. People might find them novel and beautiful.

Seeing Qiao Suluo rushing off to the river, Que Hongjin grabbed her wrist and said, "Don't go yet. If you need it urgently, I'll go and cut some after I boil the pot."

After she finished speaking, Que Hongjin came to her senses and realized that she had just grabbed her wrist.

Strangely enough, I didn't feel the disgust or rejection I had imagined.

Just now, he didn't want her to go to the river. What was he worried about?
Ha, how could he possibly worry about her slipping and falling into the water?

Que Hongjin quickly withdrew her hand and pressed her fingers against her brow to calm herself down.

Qiao Suluo was naturally unaware of Que Hongjin's changing thoughts; her mind was preoccupied with how to weave beautiful straw braids.

"Okay, I'll trouble you then."

By taking on this task, Que Hongjin could free up some time to check on the konjac plants that had been left to rest.

She went to the yard and found that the konjac had all been left to rest.

Qiao Suluo went to the kitchen to get a knife and cut the konjac into small pieces so that it would be easier to cook when it was put in the pot.

She then poured water into another pot in the kitchen, put the konjac blocks in, and watched as both pots were cooked together.

Immediately afterwards, Qiao Suluo began washing and chopping the scallions.

……

Qiao Suluo stir-fried a dish with sliced ​​cooked konjac, and then made fried rice with coarse rice, eggs, and scallions.

After preparing the meal, Qiao Suluo washed her hands and knocked on Bai Qianluo's door. There was no response. After hesitating for a moment, she decided to open the door and go in to check.

Upon entering the room, she found Bai Qianlu lying quietly on the bed, asleep.

"Bai Qianluo?"

When she called him but he didn't respond, Qiao Suluo couldn't help but reach out to check him. She found that he was still breathing, which meant he was alright.

She reached out and touched his forehead to see if he had a fever.

But just then, Bai Qianluo suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.

Her hand was still on his forehead, as if she were about to do something improper.

"Um, haha, I... I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to do anything to you... I just called you, but you didn't wake up, and I was worried you might have a fever and something bad would happen, so I wanted to check on you..."

Qiao Suluo tried her best to explain, but for some reason, under Bai Qianluo's quiet expression, the more she explained, the more embarrassed she became.

His expression suggested he didn't believe her at all.

Qiao Suluo was so depressed that she wanted to shut herself away. It was all because of the bad impression her predecessor had left. She said she had changed, but they didn't believe her.

As Bai Qianluo looked at her, a fleeting glint of light seemed to flash in his eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

He said in a cool voice, "My wife doesn't need to explain. She is Qianluo's wife. Whatever she wants to do is Qianluo's honor, and Qianluo will cooperate."

"The wife may continue."

(End of this chapter)