Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space

Zhang Qiu’e took over the task from Jiang Xinyu’s hands. "Let me do it, you go and prepare clothes for Xiao Wei."

Jiang Xinyu came out of the kitchen and saw Wei Kaiyun sitting in the chair, staring eagerly at her.

She sat beside him. "Why are you so anxious? The trains will probably run the day after tomorrow."

"I miss home."

These four words made Jiang Xinyu’s nose tingle.

"Uncle Wei, the hot water is ready." Guodong had no choice but to interrupt the couple. The water was hot, and the food would be ready soon. If they wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk, they should continue once they’re back in the room.

"You go take a shower, I’ll get your change of clothes."

Wei Kaiyun was indeed exhausted, his thighs felt numb, but smelling himself, he forced himself to endure the soreness and went to shower.

Guodong was very considerate, preparing a large tub full of hot water, with two basins beside it, one for Wei Kaiyun’s foot bath.

Sitting down, he washed his feet clean before stepping into the bathtub.

Soaking in the hot water, he sighed in comfort.

Jiang Xinyu entered with clothes, seeing her man sitting with closed eyes in the bathtub.

"Don’t fall asleep in there; soak for a while and then come out to eat."

"Wife, I don’t even want to lift my arms," Wei Kaiyun said pitifully.

Jiang Xinyu just couldn’t resist his charms, so she had no choice but to go over and help him wash his hair.

Wei Kaiyun’s heart wasn’t entirely honest, but firstly his wife was uncooperative, and secondly, he was indeed too tired.

They switched into clean clothes, tidied up the bathroom, and only then did Wei Kaiyun sit at the dining table to eat.

Zhang Qiu’e made leek and egg pancakes, and Jiang Xinyu made him a bowl of powdered milk.

Smelling the familiar scent of home-cooked food, Wei Kaiyun felt content and gobbled everything up.

Zhang Qiu’e came out to clean up, not letting Jiang Xinyu do the work.

The couple returned to their room, where Wei Kaiyun saw their son sleeping sweetly and gently touched his soft little face.

"Alright, hurry up and sleep, it’s been too tiring on the road." And he even carried a sack. This man.

Wei Kaiyun embraced his wife, sighing comfortably. "I won’t go on such trips next time."

"Okay, let’s talk tomorrow, you sleep now."

Soon, Jiang Xinyu heard the steady breathing, but she couldn’t fall asleep.

Snuggling in the man’s arms, she felt secure. When he wasn’t home, she always felt uneasy. Although she knew he wouldn’t be in danger, she couldn’t help but worry.

Li Yunqiao hadn’t let Song Yanling have lunch, and upon returning home, seeing his wife’s youthful face, truly missed her.

"You’re back?" Lu Fengzhen joyfully took Li Yunqiao’s hand, like a child holding their beloved, with a hint of playfulness.

Li Yunqiao smiled and squeezed his wife’s hand. "I’m back. Let’s go inside, be careful."

"I know, Aunt Five is cooking, that’s why I’m opening the door."

Are you tired? Why did you take so long?"

"Work was a lot, how have things been at home?"

"Alright, Zhibin hasn’t been feeling well these days, but he’s better now."

"That’s good." Li Yunqiao wanted to ask if Zheng Lihong blamed her, but couldn’t bring himself to ask. Seeing his wife’s unchanged expression, it seemed everything was alright.

Wang Wugu knew Li Yunqiao was back and added a meal for him, though still cracked three eggs to fry for Li Yunqiao later.

Li Yunqiao held his wife’s hand and sat on the couch. Knowing she was well, he was relieved.

His hand rested on his wife’s belly, feeling the baby move, bringing a satisfied smile to his handsome, gentle face.

"The child is quite mischievous, always moving around. Lihong said when she was pregnant with Zhibin, it was the same thing."

Li Yunqiao didn’t mind, if his wife wanted a boy, so be it.

"Old Li, do you want to shower first?"

"Yes, in my bag, there are shoes I brought back for you. Try them on, though you can’t wear them now, but after childbirth, you can."

Lu Fengzhen found the red high-heeled shoes while Li Yunqiao showered. She grew fond of them, tried them, and found they fit perfectly, truly loving them.

When Hong Lin and his wife returned and found their father back, the family sat together joyfully for a meal.

After lunch, the young couple and their child stayed a while before heading to work.

Li Yunqiao napped for half an hour, watching his obedient wife lying in his arms, kissed her rosy lips, and quietly got up to work.

Having just returned, he needed to show up. So he went to work.

Earlier, he loved work most, as it felt like it reflected his value, but now all he wanted was to spend more time with his wife, always yearning to be close to her.

Yet, in his current position, he couldn’t do whatever he wanted. And there was trouble to handle, so he resigned himself to work.

That night, they made love cautiously once, leaving Li Yunqiao even more satisfied.

He still desired her, but seeing his wife’s big belly, he controlled himself.

His hand gently caressed her belly. "Have you had any conflicts with Lihong?"

Lu Fengzhen was still catching her breath. Hearing Li Yunqiao’s question, she turned to look at him, burrowing closer. "No, are you worried she would blame me if the child fell ill?"

"Yes."

"No, the child got sick after visiting grandma’s, so we didn’t have any issues."

"Your temper is soft. If Lihong says something, tell me, don’t hold it in."

"I understand. I feel Lihong cherishes our relationship, so there shouldn’t be any conflicts."

"That’s best; Lihong is sensible, but her unintentional words might upset you."

Lu Fengzhen shook her head. "I won’t take it to heart. Are you tired outside?"

"No, it’s not tiring, just meetings. And this time Xiao Wei was the main player, I just had to support."

"By the way, how did Xiao Wei go back?"

"He carried gifts for his family and walked home himself. He’s eager to return."

"Haha, I’ve seen many relationships, but I find Xiao Wei and Xiao Jiang’s to be the best."

"Yes, they truly love each other, so their relationship is strong."

Xiao Jiang is exceptional, of course, Xiao Wei would love her."

Li Yunqiao kissed his wife’s lips lightly. "As long as you remain unchanged, I will always love you."

"I like you too, you’re my man."

Li Yunqiao’s desire surged, hearing this, but he controlled himself, mindful of his wife’s condition.

He could sense her love, though she was twenty-eight, she still seemed like a young girl, open about her feelings.