My Husband Called Me Home to Live Off Him

“Our master’s calligraphy and paintings are excellent. Many people have asked to buy them, and only three pieces remain.” “How […]

After the New Year, villagers would also visit relatives, and Qin Xiaoman was no exception. On the morning of the

“How could I ever want you to leave!” Qin Xiaoman immediately refuted him. “You’re the one I brought home, not

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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