Transmigrated into a fat wife, farming, raising children, and picking up husbands

Looking into his earnest eyes, Lin Xiuer felt a warm glow in her heart.

She smiled and shook her head, her voice carrying a hint of reproach, yet sounding even more affectionate.

"No need! I'm not that tired yet. The water's already boiled, I can do it myself. You've had a long day too, go and rest."

Although the two had already consummated their marriage, she was still a little embarrassed to ask him to help her with her washing up.

It's not that I'm being distant, it's just that... well, it's more comfortable to do it myself.

Ping An didn't insist; she simply nodded, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes, as if she had expected her to refuse.

Lin Xiuer scooped out the boiled water, added cold water, found a cloth to cover herself slightly, and began to carefully wash herself.

The warm water washed away the fatigue and stickiness, making me feel much more relaxed.

She noticed that ever since she completely eliminated the threat from the Black Fish Gang that night, the cool and sweet spiritual spring at her fingertips had increased compared to before.

At first, I could only manage to condense about ten drops a day, and I had to use them sparingly just to improve my health and water the seedlings in the backyard.

But in the past few days, she has noticed that the spiritual spring water gushing from her fingertips has stabilized at around twenty drops a day, and sometimes even up to twenty-five drops!

This change surprised and delighted her.

Could it be that punishing those wicked thugs from the Black Fish Gang is actually considered a "meritorious deed" in the eyes of the unseen forces of Heaven or some kind of rule?

So she upgraded her spiritual spring?

This guess seemed a bit far-fetched to her, but time travel and the spiritual spring were already mysterious enough, so adding more wouldn't be surprising.

In any case, the increase in spiritual spring water was a real benefit to her.

Besides adding water to her own drinking water, she could also generously add a few drops of her spiritual spring water to the batter, the water used for kneading dough, and the sauces she made.

People who buy her cakes will feel fuller after eating them.

And over this period of time, the changes in her body have become increasingly obvious.

Nourished by the spring water day after day, she felt her strength had increased considerably.

I used to get out of breath carrying a slightly heavy basket for long distances.

Now, carrying dozens of kilograms of rice and flour from town back to Qingshan Village is still tiring, but it's not nearly as strenuous as before.

Her skin has also changed noticeably.

While it's far from being as delicate and smooth as described, it is indeed much more refined and smooth.

Her skin, which had been rough and dull due to obesity and neglect, now had a healthy glow.

Even Madam Wang would occasionally touch her hand and say, "Xiuer, your hands... seem a bit more delicate?"

After washing up and changing into clean nightgowns, the two blew out the oil lamp and lay down on the bed.

The moonlight outside the window was as clear as water, and insects chirped softly.

Lin Xiuer rested her head on Ping An's strong arm, inhaling his clean and pleasant scent.

"Husband, the end of the month is almost here. After we sell the cakes tomorrow, let's go and pay back the money owed to the gambling den. Settle the ten taels of silver principal with them to avoid any unforeseen complications."

Only after settling this biggest debt can she truly breathe a sigh of relief.

Ping An hummed in agreement.

Lin Xiuer paused for a moment, then continued, "Then... I want to go to the yamen again."

"Inquire about the sale of the abandoned garden in the west of the town, and see if it's really as Young Master Wu said, that it can be bought for just a few taels of silver."

Her voice carried a hint of barely suppressed anticipation and eagerness.

Ping An tilted her head slightly in the darkness, and with the faint light filtering through the window paper, one could clearly see the increasingly clear and soft contours of her face, and her eyes that still shone brightly in the night.

He knew she was very interested in the price of the garden.

After a moment of silence, he squeezed her hand and said calmly, "Alright. If the price is really that low, then we'll take this opportunity to buy it."

"Although the location there is a bit remote and not suitable for opening a restaurant, the garden is big enough and the framework of the buildings is still intact. With proper repairs and cleaning, living there would be much more convenient than this old house in Qingshan Village."

"If you want to open a shop in town in the future, you can rent another shop in a more populated area. It's better than running back and forth between the village and town every day. It's not only tiring, but it also wastes your time."

His analysis was always so calm and practical, yet completely from her perspective, and every word he said resonated with her.

Lin Xiuer felt much more at ease. With him by her side, she seemed to have more confidence even in the most risky situations.

She snuggled closer to him, her voice tinged with sleepiness, "Yeah, that's what I was thinking too... Let's buy it first, and then sort through it slowly..."

"Then we can grow lots of vegetables and herbs in the backyard... and it'll be close to the school too..."

Her voice gradually lowered, and her breathing became even and long.

Ping An listened to her steady breathing, gently wrapped his arms around her, and closed his eyes as well. Moonlight shone on their intertwined shadows, creating a tranquil and warm scene.

Tomorrow will be another new day, and perhaps, a new beginning.

The following morning, Lin Xiuer's business was booming as always. The atmosphere at Caishikou was relaxed and pleasant, with laughter and chatter filling the crowd queuing in front of her stall.

After selling the last pancake and tidying up, the sun was already high in the sky.

Lin Xiuer, Ping An, and Hu Yidao had a simple lunch at the stall.

Two pancakes and a bowl of tofu pudding.

"Girl, are you really going to pay back the money?" Hu Yidao asked while munching on a pancake, a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Well, the deadline is almost here anyway, so the sooner we pay, the better."

Lin Xiuer wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, her expression calm. "I always feel uneasy carrying this debt."

Hu Yidao nodded: "That's true. The sooner you pay it off, the sooner you can have peace of mind. Do you need me to come with you? After all, Lei Dachui is different from Jia Heiyu and the others."

"No need, Brother Hu." Lin Xiuer smiled and looked at Ping An beside her. "Ping An is fine with me. We're just going to pay back the money, not to fight."

Upon hearing this, Ping An simply nodded slightly, but his eyes held an undeniable sense of protection.

Seeing this, Hu Yidao didn't say anything more, only instructing, "Alright, be careful. Return the money and leave quickly, that place is unlucky."

Afternoon, Xinglong Casino.

The gambling den is located in the bustling downtown area of ​​Peach Blossom Town, but in a relatively quiet alley.

The storefront wasn't the most impressive in Peach Blossom Town, but it exuded an undeniable air of hustle and bustle and the stench of money.

The ebony signboard was blackened by years of cooking soot, but the two characters "兴隆" (prosperity) were painted in bright gold, which looked somewhat dazzling in the afternoon sunlight.

Gambling dens are places where people work around the clock.

It's at its most bustling as evening approaches and night falls, with gamblers, their eyes red with greed, rushing in with their hard-earned money from a busy day.

But the doors weren't completely closed at this time; people would come to try their luck if they had some spare money after finishing their work.

Some are gamblers who haven't come home all night, desperate to win back their losses and refusing to leave; others, like Lin Xiuer, are people who need to deal with debts and other miscellaneous matters and come to her door.