My Husband Called Me Home to Live Off Him

Back at home, Du Heng and Qin Xiaoman unloaded everything. Today had been a narrow escape. If a real fight […]

“That kid doesn’t look like he’s from the county. Night market grills—he looks unfamiliar.” “Maybe a farmer here for some

On the eighteenth, Qin Xiaoman returned from the county blacksmith with a small grill and a large basket of fresh

Du Heng understood the oil pressing process. He could do it himself if necessary. But it required equipment like millstones

Once all seeds were collected, the first task was weighing. This year, their acre of thinner soil produced 180 jin

The night was deep, the small room dimly lit by a warm oil lamp. Du Heng carried the intoxicated boy

Late May was approaching, and the Qin family’s wedding was imminent. Yet Qin Xiaoman’s heart was heavy, constantly worrying about

In the following days, Qin Xiaoman and Du Heng went to Qin Xiong’s house to help prepare for the wedding,

At this time of year, spring bamboo shoots were plentiful—truly a seasonal delicacy from the mountains. Qin Xiaoman’s household had

This year, the Ge family pressed more oil, producing more leftover cakes. Seeing the ready supply of fertilizer, Du Heng

Qin Xiaoman, seeing the Kong family suffer a misfortune, was in high spirits. At the same time, he kept a

In early March, the village bustled with the fervor of planting season. The first task was cultivating their own seedling

The next day, March sunlight leapt through the window lattice before anyone else was up, scattering into tiny fragments across

Du Heng’s hand trembled slightly as he turned from kneading dough to look at Qin Xiaoman standing in the doorway,

After half a month of plowing, Qin Xiaoman had worked himself black from the sun at both ends of the

“This banquet and all the food for it cost over two thousand coins. If it weren’t for Second Uncle giving

Du Heng lay on the bed, initially drowsy and intending to sleep for a while, but once he touched the

“Really? Du Heng bought it?” Qin Xiong saw the strong ox in the yard—its breathing deeper than their own ox.

Du Heng had been here for a while, but this was the first time he went to the county with

By the time they finished wrapping the wontons, it was nearly dinnertime. If they hadn’t nibbled on a few biscuits