《Farmer's Pampered Wife: Farming Crops To Raise A Bun》Chapter 1: He's Far Behind You
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On the mountainside of Shili Village, in a brick house with an earthen roof, a skinny woman with a red birthmark covering half her face was lying on the side.
A two or three year old Little Mochi was kneeling next to her and his pair of round eyes were looking at her while he was tightly holding the woman's hand. From time to time, he would put it to his mouth to blow his warm breath on it.
Lin Xiaoye suddenly frowned and gently moved her hands.
Little Mochi immediately retracted his hand in fright and quickly moved to the corner of the bed and curled up in a ball, looking at the woman on the bed with eyes full of worry and panic.
Is Mother awake? Will Mother beat Little Mochi again?
Lin Xiaoye opened her eyes and saw Little Mochi shrinking in the corner.
Her brows furrowed and just as she was about to open her mouth to speak, a series of information flashed in her head.
She transmigrated? The original owner's fiancé cancelled their engagement, so she jumped into the river to commit suicide, but she was rescued by a hunter. Then she slandered the hunter for destroying her innocence and forced him to marry her? As if it wasn't enough, she even took all the things at home to give it to the man who abandoned her?
Lin Xiaoye abruptly opened her eyes and saw a spider web above her head.
"Oh dear, are you kidding me?"
Just as she was in deep thought, something soft suddenly appeared at her feet.
Lin Xiaoye glanced at it and Little Mochi retracted his hands in fright, then squeezed towards the foot of the bed. He looked at Lin Xiaoye in horror and shrank into a ball.
What a cute little dumpling! Thinking of the original owner's usual abuse to Little Mochi, she couldn't help but wail, "What an animal and a beast!"
Wait! Why does it smell so stinky?
She hurriedly sniffed around, and finally, her nose landed on her armpit.
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"Is this a body odor?!"
Suddenly, a stream of acid churned up in her stomach. Lin Xiaoye quickly pinched her nose. It was so stinky that her eyes rolled up and she almost fainted.
The original owner was truly a weirdo. Even if she has already gotten married, she could still think of other men, but couldn't even take a bath. Moreover, her entire body was covered with body odor. That man could actually bear it and still dared to marry her?
Just as she was lost in her thoughts, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. Lin Xiaoye looked over, only to see a tall and sturdy man, dressed in patched coarse linen clothes, with a beard around his mouth, walking in with a bloody machete in his hand. His face was cold and his whole body was exuding a desolate and murderous aura.
Lin Xiaoye was shocked. She jumped up and retreated.
Is this man 'her' husband? The original owner actually dared to withstand such pressure to pleased that scumbag? Is she not afraid that her husband would knock her off with a knife?
Huo Li glanced at her coldly and then saw Little Mochi hiding in the corner.
"Nian'er."
Hearing Huo Li's words, Little Mochi climbed down from the bed with his short hands and feet, then ran to Huo Li and hugged his thigh.
Huo Li's other hand stroked his head.
Lin Xiaoye tilted her head and looked at them.
Her husband seemed rather handsome, with a tall nose, sharp eyebrows, clear eyes and exquisite facial outline. He was also tall and sturdy, but is a proper handsome man.
Huo Li shot her a cold glare. "If you want to be with that man, I will give you the divorce letter."
Lin Xiaoye was taken aback momentarily and retracted her head. She immediately grinned and said, "He's far behind you. I'm not blind, so I certainly choose you!"
It seemed that her husband had a bad temper. That annoying original owner really doesn't know how to cherish him. Despite having a body odor, there was still such a handsome guy wandering in front of her everyday, yet she was still not satisfied?
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Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoye sighed and shook her head.
"Alas, she just wasted such a good thing!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her body began to itch uncontrollably.
She realized that not only did she have body odor, but her hands were also sticky. Heavens, how long had it been since the original owner took her last bath?
Also, her clothes had already turned black.
She pulled her collar to take a sniff and immediately let out a dry cough; she almost died from the stench.
"No, no. I have to take a bath first!"
With that, Lin Xiaoye pinched her nose and hurried out.
Huo Li was holding Little Mochi as he watched Lin Xiaoye's back slowly disappearing into the distance.
As Lin Xiaoye was thinking, she started taking off her clothes as soon as she closed the door. However, just as she took off her clothes, she couldn't believe what she saw and her eyes immediately widened.
"Oh my God, is she really a woman?"
It was one thing for her to be so skinny, but what does this chest mean? Ribs? What is this? An airport?
Shocked, she immediately pinched her buttocks, only to find that there was only a little bit of flesh. If she fell down, wouldn't her bones get broken?
Oh my God! This must be a joke, right?
Still thinking, she suddenly saw her own reflection on the surface of the water. Her eyes instantly widened and she screamed.
"AHH! OH MY GOD!"
How could this face be so ugly?
Huo Li, who was outside, heard the woman's shout but ignored it. He turned around and left with Little Mochi.
After taking a shower, Lin Xiaoye came out of the wooden bucket, but just as she was about to put on her clothes, she suddenly felt awkward.
Crap, she forgot to bring clean clothes.
She quickly peeked out through the crack of the door and saw Huo Li dealing with a pheasant in the yard.
Lin Xiaoye glanced at her body and balled her hand into a fist.
"Can you get me some clothes? I forgot to take it."
Huo Li's working hands suddenly stopped.
She has the guts to abuse his son, yet she still have the face to ask him for help?
Huo Li continued to do his work without raising his head, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaoye pursed her mouth. Humph! She doesn't believe she couldn't get out today.
She hurriedly looked around and saw the black cloth. She shuddered, then wrapped the cloth around her body. Luckily, the cloth was quite large and could be used as a towel.
She looked through the crack in the door and after making sure that there was no one around, she opened the door and ran to the bedroom.
Huo Li only felt a gust of wind blew past him. He paused and frowned.
Shameless!
"Oh, I feel more comfortable."
Lin Xiaoye opened the door, stretched out and took a deep breath.
"Cough, cough..."
Her body odor is really a bit serious.
But who was she? Lin Xiaoye was a descendant of the 33th generation of a Traditional Chinese Medical Aristocratic Family. Isn't this just a small case?
Reaching out, she found another piece of patched up clothes to put on. When she came out, she saw Huo Li chopping the pheasant into pieces.
"Are we eating pheasant today?"
"En." Huo Li answered without even raising his head.
Lin Xiaoye nodded: "Alright then. When you're done chopping, bring it in. I'll go to the kitchen and boil some hot water first. I'll make some spicy pheasant meat for you two later."
With that, she rolled up her sleeves and headed to the kitchen. She was still weak and hungry, so it's better to eat her fill first. As for the rest, she would think about it later.
Huo Li was taken aback.
Spicy pheasant? She's going to cook?
Lin Xiaoye searched around the kitchen and found that besides some salt, there was nothing else?
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