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

"Alright, Lao Hu, you're busy." Chen Mingxuan waved his hand, a hint of his usual nonchalant smile on his face.

"I was hoping to have a couple of drinks with you, but it seems you're busy. I'll go look around somewhere else and come back another day for a drink."

He turned and left Caishikou. He had originally planned to visit Lao Hu and then go to the teahouse to listen to music with Ruyan to relieve his boredom.

But now I've changed my mind. I think it would be more interesting to see Wu Liangcai get his comeuppance first.

Anyway, he wasn't in a hurry to go back. It was almost noon, and the Wu family should be serving lunch soon.

He was going to Wu Liangcai's place for a couple of drinks and a free meal, and also to hear how Wu Liangcai had been so terrified he'd wet himself.

Upon arriving at the Wu residence, Chen Mingxuan, fanning himself with a folding fan, was led by a servant of the Wu family through corridors and courtyards to the small flower hall where Wu Liangcai usually ate his meals.

He froze as soon as he stepped inside.

On the spacious mahogany round table, there was no fine wine or food as he had imagined, only a few plates of green vegetable leaves.

A large bowl of rice porridge so clear you could see your reflection in it, and a plate of boiled greens, literally just blanched in water with a few grains of salt, not even a speck of oil visible.

There was also a small dish of boiled chicken breast, accompanied by a few equally unappetizing slices of cucumber.

Wu Liangcai himself was slumped in a rosewood armchair, covered in sweat and panting heavily.

His undershirt was soaked through and clung to his fat, his face was ashen, and his eyes were unfocused, as if he had just been ravaged by a dozen strong men.

"Brother Liangcai!" Chen Mingxuan put away his fan and stepped forward, pointing to the vegetarian dishes on the table.

"What's going on with your family? When did you fall so low as to eat only vegetable leaves for a meal? Did your father offend someone? Was your family property confiscated?"

Wu Liangcai weakly raised his eyelids and looked at Chen Mingxuan. Instead of jumping up and boasting as usual, he let out a wail and pounded his chest.

"Brother Xuan! I thought you came to comfort your brother, but I didn't expect you to come to kick me when I'm down and laugh at me! My life... why is it so bitter!"

Chen Mingxuan was baffled by his lifeless, suicidal look, so he quickly dragged a chair over and sat down opposite him.

"Brother, what's wrong? Are you grounded by your father again? Or did you have your eye on a girl but couldn't get her? Tell me in detail, so your brother can have a laugh."

Wu Liangcai picked up a towel from the side and wiped his sweat. After catching his breath, he grabbed Chen Mingxuan's hand with a sorrowful expression and lowered his voice, as if he was about to tell some earth-shattering secret.

"Brother Xuan, you have no idea... I must tell you, you almost didn't get to see me again. I... I was on the verge of death!"

"What?" Chen Mingxuan's hand hurt from being gripped so tightly. He tried to pull away but couldn't. "Are you about to die? Is your father going to beat you to death? Or did you lose everything at the gambling den?"

"It's much more serious than that!" Wu Liangcai let go, pointed to his face, and then to the pile of bland soup on the table.

"Look at me! Isn't my forehead dark? My complexion is puffy? These are signs that my illness has progressed to a critical stage!"

Chen Mingxuan blinked and looked closely at Wu Liangcai's face.

Aside from being red and sweaty from running, and having puffy, dark circles under her eyes due to overindulgence, it seems... no different from usual?

"You...have you seen a doctor?"

"I saw it! The old man from Jishetang prescribed some tonics, but they were completely useless!"

Wu Liangcai slapped his thigh, then looked around warily and lowered his voice even further.

"But! I met a master! Yesterday at the market, a fairy... no, it was my long-lost older sister! She saw my illness at a glance."

"She even said she had been in the same situation before, almost dying, and was saved by a miracle doctor! The bruise on her forehead is proof that she was destined for a bloody disaster!"

"She could tell at a glance that my life was hanging by a thread, that I wouldn't live more than a month..." He made a throat-slitting gesture, his face deathly pale.

Chen Mingxuan was completely stunned. The execution ground? A fairy? A sister? A bloody disaster? What on earth was all this?

Wait… Caishikou? He suddenly remembered what Old Hu had said earlier. Didn't Xiuer just resolve the matter of Wu Liangcai snatching Cuier at Caishikou yesterday? And she even tricked him…

"The fairy sister you mentioned, is she... a bit chubby? The one who sells pancakes at the market stall?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wu Liangcai's eyes lit up, but then slumped again.

"It's Sister Lin! She's my savior! If she hadn't woken me up, I would still be in the dark, continuing to eat and drink recklessly, and I wouldn't even know how I died!"

Chen Mingxuan: "..."

He almost burst out laughing and quickly covered half his face with his fan.

You, Lin Xiuer! You've gone this far in fooling people? You even called him your own sister! And Wu Liangcai, that idiot, actually believed you? And he's so scared?

He looked at the few meager dishes in front of Wu Liangcai, then at his drenched sweat, and suddenly realized: "So what you're doing is...?"

"Health! Preservation!" Wu Liangcai said seriously, pointing to the bowl of porridge. "Plain porridge, to reduce internal heat. Boiled vegetables, to detoxify. Chicken breast, to replenish energy without being greasy."

"I ran ten laps around the backyard this morning! I'm exhausted! But Sister Lin said I should 'cultivate virtue through tranquility,' move around more and sit less, eat a light diet, go to bed early and get up early, and most importantly—"

He paused, his face contorted in agony, "Abstain from...lust!"

He spoke the last two words through gritted teeth, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Chen Mingxuan couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing, quickly covering it up with a cough: "Cough cough... Abstain from... abstain from sex? Young Master Wu, this... you can really tolerate this?"

"What can I do if I can't bear it?" Wu Liangcai said with a mournful face. "We're about to lose our lives, what's the point of indulging in a little pleasure?"

"Sister Lin said that she can only look at her handsome husband, but not touch him! It's all for the sake of her life! Look at that, that's real willpower!"

Chen Mingxuan immediately recalled the handsome yet cold face he had seen in the back alley of his house, as well as his extremely strong possessiveness towards Lin Xiuer.

He suppressed a laugh, patted Wu Liangcai on the shoulder, and tried to make his voice sound sincere.

"Brother Wu, taking care of your health is the most important thing. Since Sister Lin said so, there must be a reason. As long as you do as the fairy says, you will surely turn bad luck into good."

Wu Liangcai nodded emphatically, picked up his chopsticks, and with a look of grim determination, grabbed a boiled vegetable, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, his face contorted in pain, but he still swallowed it.

He glanced at the empty table in front of Chen Mingxuan and said, unusually politely, "Mingxuan, how about... you have some? It doesn't have much flavor, but it's good for your health."

Chen Mingxuan looked at the plate of green, pale vegetable leaves, felt a wave of nausea in his stomach, and quickly got up to say goodbye.

"No, no! I've already eaten! I... I was just passing by and thought I'd drop by."

"Seeing Brother Wu so... well, so hardworking and resilient, I truly admire you! Take your time using it, I have some things to attend to, so I'll be going now!"