Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

"Wanqing, I must remind you, men are the sky for us women, so we have to take good care of them. Alright, I'm tired after a long day. Go and boil some water for me first, I need to soak my feet to relax, and then help me wash up."

As she spoke, she strolled to the small table, saw the delicious-looking dishes laid out on it, and let out a snort of satisfaction. She had to admit that Su Wanqing's cooking skills were no worse than those of the chefs she had used in the past.

Su Wanqing sneered inwardly, but didn't show it on her face. She deftly set aside a separate portion of food for Zhou Yanshen and kept it warm in the pot, then picked up her own bowl and started eating noisily, completely ignoring what Zhou's mother was saying.

Zhou's mother was still nagging when she suddenly noticed that the plate of eggs was almost empty and the basin of sweet potatoes and corn was nearly empty. She immediately flew into a rage.

"I'm talking to you! Didn't you hear me? Your husband hasn't even settled in yet, and I, as his mother, haven't even picked up my chopsticks, and you're already eating? Have you no manners?!"

Su Wanqing completely ignored her shouts and focused on eating, eating quickly but without being rude.

Zhou's mother was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but seeing the food disappearing rapidly, she was afraid that if she continued to put on airs, she wouldn't even get the leftovers. So she had no choice but to sit down and, disregarding her manners, picked up her chopsticks and began to shovel rice into her mouth like a whirlwind, eating even faster than Su Wanqing.

After finishing her meal, Zhou's mother tossed her chopsticks onto the table, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and

"Wanqing, go wash the dishes, and then boil some water for me to wash my feet. I feel all sticky and uncomfortable."

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Zhou Yanshen's tall figure strode in, exuding a chilling aura. Even more surprisingly, he was carrying a wooden table on his shoulder and two chairs in his hands!

He happened to hear his mother's last words, his brows furrowed slightly, and he put down the table and chairs.

"Mom, I can do these chores when I get back. Why are you ordering Comrade Wanqing around again?" As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to get the bucket.

Zhou's mother watched helplessly as her son, exhausted and covered in sweat, returned home without even a sip of water, and his first action was to defend his wife. She was so angry she almost fainted.

"You, you are truly my debtor from a past life!" Seeing that she could not count on her son, she stood up angrily, turned around, and went out to boil water.

She was heartbroken for her son, who had been exhausted all day. During the day, she caught a glimpse of him from afar, and it was clear he had been bending over and digging for hours, carrying stones for hours! This was more tiring than manual labor in ancient times!

Su Wanqing then excitedly circled the table and chairs he had brought back, her fingers tracing the smooth surface of the table.

"You...you made this this afternoon? That's incredibly fast!"

Zhou Yanshen arranged the table and chairs in a calm tone, as if it were just a casual gesture.

"Yeah, during a break from digging the ditch this afternoon, I found some wood and just got it working." He even pointed to the large rock in the house that served as a table.

"This stone has a nice shape. When I have time, I'll polish it and make a stone table and benches to put in the yard."

Su Wanqing looked at him with sparkling eyes, "You're really amazing!" This man, doing the most strenuous physical labor, could still make such practical furniture in his spare time; his efficiency was truly astonishing.

Zhou Yanshen felt his ears burning under her undisguised adoration, and a strange sense of pleasure welled up inside him, but he maintained his usual calm on his face. He simply turned to get a towel to wipe his sweat. He was really tired today, but at this moment...

It seems like it was all worth it.

He is willing to endure hardship and fatigue to do anything to improve the happiness of his family. He enjoys the process of adding furniture to his home piece by piece.

He wasn't good with words, but he would prove with his actions that Comrade Su Wanqing would not suffer or regret going to the countryside with him.

Zhou Yanshen placed the table and chairs opposite the kang (a heated brick bed) against the wall, so that one person could sit on the kang and the other two could sit on the chairs to eat. He then moved the stone table outside and pointed to the two corners of the wall, saying:

"I'll make three more large cabinets."

Su Wanqing nodded. "We have more and more stuff at home, and we eat a lot too. We should build some storage cabinets to keep things organized and have more compartments." She briefly stated her requirements.

"Okay," Zhou Yanshen replied.

Zhou Yanshen was unaware of what had happened in the village that afternoon.

As Su Wanqing took the food out of the pot, she took the opportunity to tell him about the many people who had been infected with diarrhea and her treatment measures. "Comrade Yanshen, I have prepared some preventative medicine. Please drink it after you have eaten."

Zhou Yanshen's expression turned serious.

"Comrade Su Wanqing, it's fortunate that you thought things through and brought enough medicine from the hospital, otherwise the villagers would have been in danger this time."

However, Zhou Yanshen still frowned. If it weren't for Officer Liu mediating, no one would believe his wife. He would have to keep a close eye on her these next few days to prevent her from being bullied.

Another point is that he needs to gain control of the situation here as soon as possible.

To stand up for one's wife.

Su Wanqing simply smiled and said nothing more.

Upon hearing that Aunt Wang had lost control of her bladder in public, Zhou's mother immediately asked for the herbal medicine and gulped it down with her eyes closed.

It is clear that Zhou's mother was afraid of death.

In the original text, Zhou's mother would die before returning to the city...

Su Wanqing sighed, deciding not to think about it anymore.

In the evening, after Zhou Yanshen finished eating and washing the dishes, he didn't rest. He continued to busily prepare a bath tub for his mother.

Su Wanqing seized the time to use the medicinal herbs and spiritual spring water in her space to prepare large quantities of medicinal powder and liquid for the prevention and treatment of intestinal infections. She planned to cook a large pot of medicinal soup tomorrow so that everyone in the village could have some.

"Hopefully, we can prevent the tragedy that unfolded in the original storyline!"

"After this turmoil is over, I'll have to tidy up the space, plant some things, and fence off that plot of land in the front yard to plant some things there too."

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After returning home, Sister Zhao felt something was wrong with her stomach and went to the toilet twice.

Her heart skipped a beat. Had she really been infected without taking the medicine? Was it really that strange?

But then I thought about it again, my stomach didn't hurt and I didn't have any other symptoms, so it must be because I was running around doing all sorts of things with Su Wanqing in the afternoon and I was exhausted.

The next morning, as expected, Sister Zhao's bowel movement stopped. She patted her chest.

"I knew it! How could I be so unlucky!"

However, she started feeling dizzy again, but she didn't think about the possibility of an infectious disease at all, and gritted her teeth to go to work at the command center.

Not going? How will I get work points if I don't go? This is just a minor problem, I can handle it!

Many people in the village shared this view, and quite a few experienced mild diarrhea, but they didn't take it seriously and insisted on going to work.

Those who drank Su Wanqing's defensive medicine yesterday were all in high spirits and had no problems at all.