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

"..."

Lin Xiuer was speechless. Please, brother, do you want to hear what you're saying?

With your looks and figure, who wouldn't like you?!

"You still don't like me being so close to you?"

Lin Xiuer was taken aback by his question, her face burning even hotter. She blurted out a denial without thinking, "Of course not! How could I not like it..."

These words slipped out of her mouth, and as soon as she said them, she realized they were wrong and quickly tried to cover them up, "It's just... it's broad daylight, it wouldn't be good if someone saw us."

"Oh?"

Ping An's voice rose slightly at the end as he turned to look at her. His deep eyes shone brightly in the sunlight, reflecting her somewhat flustered image.

"Is my wife just afraid of being seen?"

He suddenly changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat intriguing.

"So today at the market, when my wife was pulling that young master Wu along, I saw it was quite natural for her, and she didn't seem to care if people saw her?"

Lin Xiuer: "!!!"

She looked up abruptly, meeting his ambiguous smile, and her mind went blank. Was this man holding a grudge? And still remembering it now?

"How can that be the same!" Lin Xiuer exclaimed anxiously, her face turning bright red, and she forgot to pull her hand away.

"That was to save others and themselves! It was a temporary measure! It was an act for him to see!"

"put on a show?"

Ping An repeated himself, slowing his pace but maintaining the same tightness in his grip on her wrist. "So, is my wife... also putting on an act for me now?"

His voice was low and had an indescribable magnetism, brushing against her eardrums.

Lin Xiuer felt a numbness on half of her body, and her heart was pounding uncontrollably.

This man... how can he still be so good at flirting even though he has amnesia?! Or is this just an unconscious act on his part?

"I……"

Lin Xiuer opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know how to answer.

Say "yes"? That would be too hurtful, especially since their relationship is built on a huge lie.

Saying "no"? What does that mean?

Just as she was in a state of utter confusion, the man suddenly released her hand.

The warm sensation on her wrist disappeared, and a mountain breeze brought a touch of coolness. Lin Xiuer felt a strange emptiness in her heart.

"arrive."

Ping An, with a calm expression, pointed to the familiar slope in front of him, as if he hadn't said those cryptic words just now.

"Hurry up, we can go back sooner once we've finished picking them."

He took the lead and walked forward, his back view free and easy.

Lin Xiuer stood there, touched her still slightly hot wrist, looked at his composed back, and gritted her teeth.

That scoundrel! He's definitely using his looks on her.

Ha! I teased her on purpose, then walked away as if nothing had happened!

Ironically... she actually found herself somewhat charmed.

hateful!

Lin Xiuer took a deep breath, suppressing the chaotic excitement in her heart, gripped the small hoe tightly, and quickly followed.

The mountain breeze was gentle, but it couldn't dispel the blush that hadn't faded from someone's ears, nor could it dispel the quietly growing, undercurrent of ambiguous atmosphere.

The two of them searched the hillside together, and their efficiency was indeed much higher.

Lin Xiuer discovered that Ping An learns things extremely quickly.

Just show him the appearance of wild chili peppers, dill, or a certain special herb once or twice, and he will be able to find it accurately next time, and quickly distinguish which ones are more mature and have a stronger aroma.

His fingers were long and nimble, and he picked the fruit with light, dexterous movements. Lin Xiuer would occasionally steal a glance at him, watching his focused profile and efficient actions.

"Wow, you're pretty smart. You learned so quickly."

Ping An was reaching for a clump of wild fennel growing in a crevice in the rocks when he heard this, so he stopped and paused, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"It's alright, maybe it's just that I have a higher vantage point and a wider view." He said in a flat tone, as if stating a very simple fact.

Lin Xiuer was taken aback at first, then realized—this guy was indirectly saying that she was short, fat, and had a limited field of vision?!

She straightened up abruptly, intending to glare at him, but when she looked up, she met his face, which had already finished picking the spices and turned around, with a faint smile on his face.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell perfectly on his profile, outlining his clear features. His smile carried a rare youthful mischievousness, softening his usual calm and aloof demeanor.

The rebuttal that was on the tip of my tongue suddenly got stuck in my throat. This person was damn good-looking, and even that sharp tongue didn't seem so infuriating anymore.

"Okay, you're great, you're amazing."

Lin Xiuer could only mutter a resentful remark in the end, bending down to continue picking her peppercorns, her ears quietly turning red again.

Ping An watched her slightly sullen back, the smile in his eyes deepened, and he didn't say anything more, but walked to her side and put the picked spices into his basket.

A mountain breeze blows by, carrying the spiciness of wild Sichuan peppercorns and a hint of sweet, relaxed, and pleasant aroma.

The barrier between the two, created by unfamiliarity and lies, seemed to melt away silently in this simple banter.

After picking the last few herbs he needed, Ping An straightened up and glanced at a clump of bushes not far away.

"There seem to be some wild berries over there," he said.

Lin Xiuer looked in the direction he pointed and indeed saw more than a dozen wild strawberry bushes, with bright red fruits hidden among the green leaves, some of which were already turning purple when ripe.

"This is good!" She immediately forgot about the little grudge between the two of them earlier, walked over quickly, and began to pick the fruit, avoiding the thorns.

"These fruits are sweet and sour. Adding a few to the sauce when making it at night will not only neutralize the spiciness of the wild chilies, but also make the sauce more flavorful."

"After eating the pancake, customers won't feel dry in their mouths, and those who don't like fatty meat won't feel greasy."

Ping An nodded and offered his help. He worked quickly, and in no time, the two of them had picked a bunch.

"Okay, this is enough for us. We can pick the rest next time."

Lin Xiuer looked at the two bags full of red berries wrapped in banana leaves and felt satisfied.

On the way back, the basket naturally ended up on Ping An's shoulder again. He carried it steadily, as if the weight was nothing to him.

After walking a few steps, he reached out with his free hand and naturally took Lin Xiuer's hand.

Lin Xiuer's fingertips trembled slightly as she looked up at him.

"The mountain road is difficult to walk, so I'll have to trouble you to help me a bit." He spoke calmly and naturally, his face serious as if he were really afraid of falling.

Lin Xiuer: "..."

But when she looked down at her hand being held, and then looked up at his calm, even self-righteous expression that seemed to say, "I'm recovering from an injury and need to be taken care of."

Lin Xiuer simply and naturally returned the gesture by grasping his hand; it wasn't her style to pass up an opportunity.

"The mountain road is difficult to travel, my husband, please be careful. If you slip and fall again, I may not have the strength to carry you home."

His hands were warm and dry, with long, slender fingers that felt comfortable to hold.

She could feel her heart beating a little fast.

Ping An smiled slightly, said nothing, but tightened his grip on her hand.