The Fat Wife of the 1980s Awakens

Xu Xiufang's words were powerful and with a resoluteness that would not brook provocation, she turned and walked into her room, leaving behind a determined figure. In her chest, there seemed to be a flame ignited by unwillingness and anger, blazing and suppressed.

She knew very well that what Xie Yi longed for was a peaceful and warm life, which was understandable. However, for her, in her previous life, she had single-handedly pushed an unknown small factory to the top 500 in the country. The hardships and storms she had experienced along the way were not comparable to the current minor friction.

However, in a flash, she couldn't help but think to herself that in her previous life, she was fearless and had no worries, but now...

Although the food on the table smelled delicious, it had already lost its taste in her heart. After taking a few bites, her mind had drifted far away, thinking about how to continue tinkering with her latest invention after dinner.

Thinking back to what happened between Zhou Xiaoyun and Old Lady Xie last time, I still feel a lingering fear. If it weren't for my extraordinary ability to swim, the consequences would have been disastrous.

She found a sturdy iron rod and carefully wrapped an insulating plastic layer around the handle to ensure safety; at the other end was a finely crafted pure metal electric shock head, cold and deadly.

Next, she connected a special charger and made the final adjustments to her homemade transformer, which would convert mild currents into high voltages sufficient to shock any uninvited guests.

She thought to herself, by then, let’s see who dares to cause trouble easily. If I don’t show them some power, I’ll teach them a lesson!

While Xie Yi was cleaning up the dishes, he caught a glimpse of Xu Xiufang's busy and focused figure from the corner of his eye, and naturally understood her intention.

"Aren't you going to eat anymore?" Looking at Xu Xiufang's almost untouched bowl of rice, Xie Yi couldn't help but ask with concern.

Xu Xiufang was not angry, but just pouted her lips slightly and snorted softly, which was both a coquettish expression of a young girl and a hint of helplessness about the current situation.

She glared at Xie Yi sideways, then simply turned her back, leaving him with a resolute look.

Xie Yi pursed his lips, feeling mixed emotions, secretly wondering what had touched her sore spot.

After thinking for a moment, he chose to remain silent. He washed the dishes and turned to accompany the three little guys, thinking that maybe he could convince them to sleep with him.

But I never expected that the three little heads shook like rattles, five pairs of little hands clasped tightly, and said in unison: "We want to sleep with our brothers and sisters, and we will count sheep at night, so don't come and make trouble."

Xiaobao was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. He laughed so hard that his nose was almost bubbling. He didn't even bother to wipe it and said directly: "Dad, we are having a good time now. Don't disturb us. Let's go."

Xu Xiaohua, who was standing by, considerately took out a tissue and gently wiped the light off Xiaobao's nose. "You adults can chat about your things. I'll be watching over the children. Don't worry. Go ahead and don't disturb the children's good time."

Xie Yi suddenly felt that he seemed a little redundant at this moment, and had no choice but to quietly leave the room.

When Xu Xiaohua saw Xie Yi leaving, she quickly stood up and skillfully locked the door with a "click".

Xu Xiufang raised her eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of the moment when Xie Yi was "invited" out of the door, and a playful arc inadvertently appeared at the corner of her mouth.

This guy clearly knew that the food on her table was barely touched, but he stopped her attention with just a casual question, the kind of care that was neither painful nor itchy.

It's just perfunctory words and lacks sincerity.

Her hands continued to be busy with needlework, and every subtle movement as the thread shuttled back and forth revealed her inner determination and independence.

However, her thoughts were like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and she couldn't help but revolve around Xie Yi's somewhat perfunctory care, while she secretly tried to guess what he was thinking.

At this moment, Xie Yi appeared in front of her again, holding a freshly washed peach in his hand.

Xu Xiufang's gaze followed the peach upwards and met Xie Yi's eyes, which were as gentle as the spring breeze. An unexpected smile flashed in her eyes, like a touch of peach red that suddenly appeared in spring, warm and a little playful.

Just when the soft spot in her heart was about to be touched, Xie Yi said coldly: "If you don't eat it now, it will go bad."

Her smile froze on the corners of her mouth, and she felt a mixture of surprise and a hint of disappointment.

"If you don't want to eat it, just throw it away if it goes bad. You can still feed the pigs anyway."

There was a little stubbornness hidden in her words, as if she was venting her little emotions.

She has never been someone who is willing to compromise easily. She is straightforward and never hides anything. Even when faced with such "concern", she will respond in her own way.

Xie Yi's expression became complicated, as if at that moment, many indescribable emotions were surging. He stared at Xu Xiufang and said lightly: "We don't raise pigs at home."

He had no intention of wasting his time on this meaningless conversation. Even if the peach in his hand was indeed specially prepared because he was worried that she was hungry, he would never generously admit his concern for her.

He deceived himself into thinking that subtle concern was an unintentional act, as if this would allow him to maintain the pride and indifference in his heart.

Then, Xie Yi moved as fast as lightning. He grabbed Xu Xiufang's hand and gently placed the peach in her palm.

"Eat."

These two short words sounded like an order, and then he turned and strode towards the bathroom.

Xu Xiufang looked at Xie Yi's series of unexpected actions, her heart filled with confusion, with countless little question marks circling in her mind.

Did he regret what he had just said, so he used this as a way of apologizing?

"I know you are too concerned. Be gentle next time. Gentle men are loved by others."

She looked at Xie Yi's back, her words unconsciously mixed with a hint of sweetness.

Xie Yi's ears caught these frank yet somewhat teasing words, and his steps paused, almost losing his composure, but soon he returned to his usual nonchalant look.

"Who has time to bother with you?"

He pretended to be indifferent and said this, then walked out of the yard without looking back.

The night breeze in the courtyard was cool and blew slowly, seemingly taking away some of the unhappiness on Xie Yi's face. The air was filled with an indescribable freshness and relief.

After a day of hard work, Xu Xiufang finally lay down on the other side of Xie Yi, ready to rest.

However, Xie Yi's reaction seemed unusually restrained. He carefully adjusted his position and deliberately kept a distance, as if there was an invisible boundary between them.

Seeing his shy and taciturn appearance, Xu Xiufang felt like teasing him.

She suddenly stood up, quietly lit the oil lamp beside the bed, then sat cross-legged next to Xie Yi, her face full of cunning and expectation.