TFWYH – Chapter 338 Continue Stockpiling Grain

Tang Wan had never lived here before, so she didn’t know whether this was normal or not.

What annoyed her was that the price of rice and flour at the grain shops had gone up.

Refined rice used to cost seven wen per jin, but now it had risen to ten wen.

Coarse rice had gone from three wen per jin to six wen—almost catching up to the old price of refined rice.

After getting used to eating refined rice, who would still be willing to eat coarse rice?

So that very day, Tang Wan went straight to the grain shop and bought a hundred jin of refined rice to take home and eat slowly.

Who would have thought that when the shop assistant delivered the rice, and Ling Yu saw it, he told her to simply buy more grain and stockpile it.

Tang Wan froze. “How much should I stockpile?”

Ling Yu said, “However big the cellar is, fill it. Not just refined rice—sweet potatoes and other foods that can be stored, stockpile all of them!”

“…Have you gone crazy?” she thought. “Husband, why stockpile so much?”

Ling Yu shot her a look.

Tang Wan immediately surrendered. “I’ll stockpile. I’ll do it right away!”

What bad luck!

Her beautiful husband was still angry.

It had been more than ten days since the ancestral rites, and he had been cold to her the whole time—at night when they slept, he wouldn’t even let her hug him.

Luckily, her beautiful husband slept very soundly. Every night, after he fell asleep, she would obediently roll into his arms and hug him anyway.

The only thing that puzzled Tang Wan was that every morning when she woke up, her lips were a little swollen.

Tang Wan figured that because she hadn’t kissed her beautiful husband these past days, she’d developed “internal heat”!

She sighed, resigned herself, and walked out to continue buying grain. Halfway there she turned back and cautiously asked, “Beautiful husband, can you stop being angry now?”

Ling the beauty snorted softly. “You’re so stupid—being angry at you is just punishing myself.”

“…”
Say what you want, but why the personal attack?

How am I stupid?

Tang Wan glared at him for a while, then pouted and leaned close. “See this?”

Ling Yu stiffened slightly, then asked calmly, “See what?”

Tang Wan pointed at her lips. “So many days without kissing—now I’ve got ‘internal heat’ and they’re swollen. Kiss me once!”

Ling Yu looked at her with a complicated expression for a moment, then turned around and went straight into the room.

Tang Wan: …

Ahhhh!

So angry!

Tang Wan stormed out of the house, venting her anger by buying and buying nonstop. In the end, she hauled back a huge pile of grain and stuffed the cellar until it was completely full.

But their cellar was really damn big. After several trips, counting the refined rice, sweet potatoes, and other foods, she had more than two thousand jin stored up.

This amount shocked both Jiang-shi and Ling Yue.

They asked Tang Wan why she had bought so much food.

Tang Wan laughed cheekily. “My husband told me to!”

Jiang-shi: …

The daughter-in-law was good in every way—except she spoiled her man too much.

Sometimes even she, as a mother, couldn’t stand watching it.

Jiang-shi prepared a whole speech in her heart, wanting to seriously talk to Tang Wan about how this wouldn’t do and that she shouldn’t spoil a man so much.

But before she could open her mouth, Tang Wan happily ran into the room to find her beautiful husband. “Husband, I’m done stockpiling—over two thousand jin!”

“Oh.” Ling Yu was standing by the table writing something and replied lightly, “Keep stocking. If there’s not enough space at home, stockpile at the estate.”

Tang Wan exploded. “Are you messing with me?”

Ling Yu shot her another look.

Tang Wan surrendered again. “I’ll stockpile, but how much exactly? Give me a number!”

Ling Yu thought for a moment, then said, “Five thousand.”

“So much?”

“Are you stocking or not?”

“I am!”

Tang Wan ran out again!

Jiang-shi, who had watched the whole thing: …

Feeling a bit mentally exhausted.

Her son was going too far—this was the moment for her to step in.

Jiang-shi immediately stomped in angrily. “Yu’er, why are you tormenting Wan-niang like this?”