A woman in her 70s marries a rough-looking man; her plump wife is too delicate and alluring.

He Xi stared at the cup, so angry he almost ground his teeth to powder.

Liu Aiyun had only ever given He Yaozu malted milk powder. Why should this fatso get to drink something so expensive? He Zhao usually only eats bran.

"It's just malted milk powder, isn't it?" she forced a smile. "What's the big deal? It's like everyone's had it before."

"Oh? Really?" He Zhaoyang took another sip. "It's delicious!"

He Xidi did not respond.

He Zhaoyang put down his cup, looked at her, and said, "Now that you've delivered the goods, you can leave."

He Xidi threw the tattered bundle onto the table. "Where's Brother Yuze? I haven't seen him."

He Zhaoyang said coldly, "He's your brother-in-law now, you should call him brother-in-law."

He Xidi sneered, "Why are you calling me brother-in-law? You've only registered your marriage. Besides, you can't get a divorce even if you've registered your marriage."

He Zhaoyang looked at her and smiled. It was the first time someone had ever been so aggressive and menacing in front of her.

"Smack."

He Zhaoyang rubbed his wrist and looked at He Xidi's face, which had been slapped to the side, with the red mark on his face becoming more and more obvious.

"Ah ah ah, He Zhaodian, how dare you hit me!"

"Divorce?" He Zhaoyang slowly walked towards her, his 190-pound frame exuding a powerful aura. "Believe it or not, even if you get divorced, Sheng Yuze will not marry you."

He Xidi's face turned pale, and he pointed at her.

"you!"

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean'?" He Zhaoyang slapped her hand away and threatened in a low voice, "If you don't want your hand to break, stop pointing at me. Why don't you ever learn? What did I tell you to do next time? I'd push you into the latrine. Have you forgotten?"

He Xidi was startled by her words, and seemed to recall the suffocating feeling of being pressed into the water, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She stared intently at He Zhaoyang, her eyes filled with hatred.

He Zhaoyang threw the tattered bundle into her arms and said, "Take this junk and get out."

"You, you just wait."

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

He Zhaoyang breathed a sigh of relief; she really wouldn't talk to someone who was mentally ill.

You could say she's scared, but she keeps provoking you. You could say she's not scared, but she doesn't dare to make a move.

He Zhaoyang looked around and took a good look at the courtyard. She was even more shocked than when she saw it in the morning.

In the morning, her vision was blurry, and she could only see the boundaries of the yard and the green leaves. Now she discovered that this family actually raised eight chickens and three geese.

The vines of green beans covered the entire trellis, and there were also many cucumbers, zucchini, eggplants, and peppers planted.

He Zhaoyang did some mental calculations and realized that this was all beyond the limit.

She was also glad that she had married into the Sheng family, and that she no longer had to earn work points.

She suppressed her thoughts and decided to go back to the space to take a look, as she felt that something had changed there.

She returned to the room, and her consciousness entered her sea of ​​consciousness.

There was an increase in ginseng and angelica! A piece of land had been cleared out, and there was a stream next to it.

He Zhaoyang rubbed his chin, pondering what the Heavenly Dao meant. Did it want him to farm?

She walked to the stream and felt a sense of peace and tranquility.

As my hand swept across the stream, a surge of spiritual energy flowed into it.

She paused for a moment, then squatted down, scooped up a handful of water, and carefully tasted it.

That's right, it's spiritual energy.

She lowered her head and took a sip, her spiritual energy coursing through her body.

This was a great joy for He Zhaoyang.

She soon discovered that the spiritual energy in the stream was not generated suddenly, but rather seeped out little by little from the spiritual energy within her own body.

Doesn't that mean the stronger she is, the more spiritual energy the stream has? And the more spiritual energy the stream has, the stronger she becomes?

She quickly calmed down and infused a wisp of her spiritual energy into the stream.

Ripples spread across the water's surface, and a slight spiritual energy rose within.

She wanted to see just how much spiritual energy she could generate.

Until the third wisp of spiritual energy, the water surface remained completely still, and the spiritual energy also came to a standstill.

She looked down at the quiet stream and thought to herself, "I'll save a little bit every day, and stop when I reach the limit. I can't waste it."

She took a small bowl, scooped up a bowl of water, and then absorbed all the spiritual energy from the stream.

The spiritual energy became almost invisible, but then it slowly increased again in the stream.

He Zhaoyang lowered his head in thought, surprised that the jade bracelet his grandmother had given him possessed so much spiritual energy.

She came out of the space and brought the bowl of water to Li Yuzhen, saying, "Grandma, have some water."

Li Yuzhen took it, lowered her head, and took a sip.

"Um?"

She paused for a moment, then took another sip. This water?

"Girl, why is this water so sweet?"

He Zhaoyang: "Grandma, I went to fetch some spring water."

Li Yuzhen took two more sips, handed the bowl to her, and leaned against the wall.

"sweet."

He Zhaoyang smiled and said, "Grandma likes it when I call you every day," before leaving.

Li Yuzhen was deeply moved. "This child must have put sugar in the water, but didn't want me to know, so he said that. What a good child."

After cleaning the courtyard, He Zhaoyang went to the stove to brew some sour plum soup.

"Zhaoyang, didn't you rest for a while?"

After resting, Qin Meng saw that the yard was clean and tidy, and her new daughter-in-law was making plum juice in the kitchen.

"Mother." He Zhaoyang stirred the soup in the pot with a spoon. "It's too hot today. I thought I'd make some plum juice to drink."

Qin Meng quickly shooed He Zhaoyang away, "Next time, just ask your mother to do this kind of thing. Go and rest."

He Zhaoyang felt a warmth in his heart, "Okay."

At this moment, He Xidi covered his face and ran home crying and complaining.

"Mom, He Zhaodui slapped me."

Liu Aiyun slammed her hand on the table in anger: "That brat! She's gone too far!"

But after uttering those words, she suppressed her anger and glared at He Xi, "Didn't I tell you to go and find out about the Sheng family? Who told you to fight with her?"

He Xidi covered her face: "I didn't lay a hand on her, she hit me."

He Xi looked at her with twitching eyes, "I, I saw it clearly, the Sheng family raises several chickens and geese. He Zhao looked at her, she was drinking malted milk powder."

"What?!" Liu Aiyun's voice suddenly rose when she heard He Zhaodi drinking malted milk powder. "He Zhaodi is drinking malted milk powder? If she has malted milk powder, why doesn't she save it for Yaozu?"

"Mom, I want to drink malted milk powder too!"

At that moment, He Yaozu, who had been eavesdropping at the door, pushed the door open and came in.

Liu Aiyun said with difficulty, "Yaozu, you've already finished our malted milk powder."

Upon hearing this, He Yaozu became enraged, immediately lying on the ground and throwing a tantrum, kicking wildly and deliberately aiming at Liu Aiyun and He Xidi. "I don't care, I don't care, I just want to drink malted milk powder! If you don't have it, go buy it for me! I don't care!"

Liu Aiyun staggered back a step after being kicked by him, but still bent down to pull him up, "Yaozu, be good, Mom will buy it for you, buy it for you."

He Xidiai covered the waist that was kicked and said, "Mom, it hurts."

Liu Aiyun glared at her, "It's good that it hurts, your brother is strong."

After Liu Aiyun coaxed He Yaozu out, she went to find the money.

She opened the box, intending to count out seven dollars to buy two bottles of malted milk powder for Yaozu, but when she counted, she realized it was wrong.

She counted again, but it was still wrong.

"Where's my money?!"